Lin Xiaoming doesn’t have a car, and he doesn’t even have a driver’s license. What can he take to Song Zhien home?
Taking Chen Zhilin's ride? That's definitely not possible. Although Song Zhien is not Song Jinde's daughter, it seems to have something to do with the Song family.
Most people may be in trouble, but Lin Xiaoming does not know anything at all. He took out his mobile phone and called an online car-hailing car.
After communicating with the driver on the phone, Lin Xiaoming said to Song Zhien, "We have to walk for a while, and the driver is waiting for us at the intersection outside."
Song Zhien had no objection, so he walked out with him.
The road leading out of the funeral home is halfway up the mountain, with rows of graves above and below. Especially at this moment, the sky is gloomy and there is no sunshine. It feels particularly gloomy and terrifying when walking on it.
Song Zhien was obviously a little scared. Although he didn't hold Lin Xiaoming's hand, he grabbed the corner of his clothes.
Lin Xiaoming did not make fun of her, but just comforted her, "Song Zhien, although there are many dead people here, they are not scary. Death is like a lamp extinguishing, dust returns to dust and soil, and nothing will exist anymore."
Song Zhien asked subconsciously, "What's scary?"
"Of course, it's a living person. People have seven emotions and six desires when they live, and they have greed, anger, ignorance, arrogance and doubt. Everyone has a good face, but they don't necessarily have a good heart. Sometimes the eyes turn red and the heart turns black, and sometimes the heart turns bad things.
It's all."
Song Zhien was a little scared at first, but when he heard him say this, he couldn't help but feel emotion, "Society is very simple, but what is complicated is the heart of people."
Lin Xiaoming nodded and talked freely, "So you can't just look at the smile on the surface, you have to look at the back to know the whole picture! People are not scary, but people's hearts are scary because they can't guess thoroughly. The cold gun behind them, the disguise in front of them, and the exchange of interests
, a face that cannot be understood. The most difficult thing in the world is the human heart, and the coldest and weakest is also the human heart!”
Song Zhien felt that his words made sense, so he stopped interrupting and listened silently.
"People's hearts are hard to predict, and hidden arrows are hard to prevent! As a girl, you must keep your eyes open and protect yourself. People who are sincere and good to you must grasp them. Treat them well when they meet the right person. Those who are false will refuse as soon as possible.
Life is so short, we must leave the best time to the real people."
"Yeah!" Song Zhien nodded deeply, "Thank you for teaching me how to be a human being!"
"I have shallow experience, so how dare I teach you how to be a human being? I just suddenly felt a little bit of nonsense and said something on a whim!"
Lin Xiaoming is not being modest, but talking about the facts.
He has only taught Zhang Yamei and Liu Ruoying in this way.
Song Zhien does seem to be good, but he is not very interested, far from that of Daini and Zhaomei. Even Chen Zhilin is a little worse than Chen Zhilin. He and Chen Zhilin have at least some emotional foundation.
But if you really want to be a human being, your first choice must be Luo Meihan!
After walking for a while, they finally arrived at the intersection outside. They didn’t see Chen Zhilin’s Mercedes-Benz G, nor did they see Zhao Mei.
Lin Xiaoming guessed that the two girls left first, and didn't care about them, but just waited there with Song Zhien.
After waiting for a while at the intersection, there was still no online car-hailing. Although Lin Xiaoming didn't want to teach Song Zhien to be a human being, he wanted to know her depth. Then he asked, "By the way, why didn't Song Qian come?"
"Because I'm here on his behalf!"
"You represent?" Lin Xiaoming asked in confusion, "Are you a relative of Song Qian?"
“…It’s considered a relative!”
Lin Xiaoming was very puzzled. Yes, no, no, what does it mean?
"So where is he now?"
"Linyuan Pavilion Club!"
Lin Xiaoming felt that he had asked an idiot question. Since Song Gan was the head of Linyuan Pavilion Club, he was naturally there.
Unexpectedly, Song Zhien said again, "I no longer work in the Longquan Hotel, but I am at the Linyuan Pavilion Club."
Lin Xiaoming asked, "Or it is the reception desk?"
Song Zhien nodded, "Yes!"
Lin Xiaoming sweated slightly, "To be honest, your personality is too straightforward and is not very suitable for the front desk work of welcoming and seeing off."
"It is precisely because it is not suitable that we need to hone our skills."
This sounds fine, but Lin Xiaoming feels fine.
Tempering such things is usually done by a daughter-in-law. You are a poor girl and you can find a job that suits you and get a salary easily. Why bother asking for trouble?
Just when Lin Xiaoming was wondering, Song Zhien suddenly pointed, "The car is coming."
Lin Xiaoming looked up and found that the car was indeed coming, but it was a seven-seater business car, which was obviously not the online car-hailing car he called.
However, the car was obviously coming to them, and Lin Xiaoming became alert in an instant and pulled Song Zhien behind him.
"Ga!" After the car stopped urgently, the door in the middle opened wide, and five black men rushed out from above.
I can't see clearly because they are all wearing snow-white masks.
The only thing we can see is that they are all tall and burly with agile steps.
After getting off the car, they immediately rushed towards Lin Xiaoming and Song Zhien without saying a word.
A person from the Blood Sect?
Lin Xiaoming's eyes sank, and he didn't say nonsense, so he went straight to meet him.
The first person who was hit by the brunt of the fist hit Lin Xiaoming on the head, obviously preparing to knock him down with one punch. The other four were Song Zhien who was behind him.
It is obvious that they did not come to Lin Xiaoming, but their purpose was Song Zhien.
Lin Xiaoming twisted his waist and shook his shoulders, waved his head slightly, avoiding the punch lightly, and slashed his hand knife toward the other party's neck with a backhand.
With a dull sound, the masked man fell straight down.
Seeing this, the other four were stunned for a moment, and then reacted very quickly. They immediately turned the gun and rushed towards Lin Xiaoming, and their fists and feet were like heavy rain.
These people are not simple, they are much better than ordinary professional thugs.
However, when they face Lin Xiaoming, they obviously don’t have enough to see it.
Lin Xiaoming's turtle body squeezing was shown, and people were easily shuttled between fists and feet like monkeys. Not only did they flexibly avoid their attacks, but they also took advantage of the opportunity to make a series of moves.
After two or two, all five great men fell to the ground.
Just as Lin Xiaoming was about to take off their masks and see who these people were, a deep shout sounded, "Don't move!"
Lin Xiaoming looked up and found that there was another person jumping out of the car at some point, pointing a revolver at him.
Facing the black muzzle, Lin Xiaoming raised his hands quickly and said, "Brother, don't shoot!"
The masked man shouted, "Who are you?"
Lin Xiaoming is very honest, "I am Lin Xiaoming!"
The masked man asked again: "Where are people, what are you doing!"
Lin Xiaoming continued to confess honestly, "From Hekeng Village, a small village doctor!"
The masked man pointed a gun at Song Zhien, "What is your relationship with her?"
Lin Xiaoming is still so honest, "I haven't had any relationship with her yet!"
Song Zhien: “…”
"Hmm?" asked the masked man in confusion, "So, are you her boyfriend?"
"No, no!" Lin Xiaoming seemed very afraid of death and hurriedly distanced himself from Song Zhien. "This is the second time I met her today, and I can't even be friends."
Song Zhien was very disappointed when she heard Lin Xiaoming say this. After what happened last time, she thought she and him were already friends.
But thinking about it again, she felt that she was really self-indulgent. This guy didn't even remember his name, so how could he think he was a friend?