Soothing music is playing in the car.

Wu Jun and Ma Siyu were sitting in the back row talking quietly.

When Murong He saw that the two of them had no intention of chatting with him, he wisely did not talk to them and concentrated on driving.

At a traffic light intersection, the red light came on. Murong He slowly stepped on the brakes and stopped the car in front of the stop line.

It's almost eleven o'clock in the evening now. Murong He has been driving since around two o'clock in the afternoon. If I say I'm not tired, I'd be lying.

As a demolished household with more than a dozen apartments and apartments, Murong He doesn't have to work so hard.

The amount of money he makes from driving an online car-hailing service is not enough to collect a fraction of his monthly rent.

Obviously Murong He is not the kind of person who just hangs around, otherwise he wouldn't leave his good life of eating, drinking and having fun to drive an online ride-hailing service.

Do what you do and love what you do. Now he has deeply integrated himself into the identity of an online ride-hailing driver and wants to do this job well.

This can be regarded as a small request he made for himself and a goal he set for himself.

If a person lives without a goal, what is the difference between him and a salted fish?

You can't lose your goals in life. When you achieve a goal, you have to find the next goal for yourself.

Murong He stared intently at the decreasing red numbers on the traffic light.

What drivers probably hate most is waiting for a red light, but today Murong He suddenly felt that the red light looked very festive.

Murong He looked away from the red light and glanced at the two people sitting in the back row through the rearview mirror.

In Murong He's opinion, this young man and woman were so well matched, they were a perfect match.

The soft tone of their conversation and the unguarded expressions on their faces made Murong He envious of their relationship from the bottom of his heart.

Murong He is of medium height and average appearance, the kind of person who can't be found in a crowd of people in a blink of an eye.

There is nothing about him that attracts attention.

What made Murong He feel a little embarrassed was that the thing that impressed him most was his surname.

After all, the surname Murong is still rare in daily life.

When he had no money before, Murong He always felt that no woman would like his type.

Now that he has money, he feels that women are all here for his money.

After wasting years and himself, he was already halfway through his thirties and was about to move on to his fourth year. Murong He had not even had a formal relationship.

Apartments with more than a dozen suites are considered diamonds in Hengdian.

In the past two years, there were not a hundred but eighty people who introduced Murong He to blind dates, which almost gave him a psychological shadow.

"Why do you suddenly want to fall in love?" In a daze, such an idea suddenly appeared in Murong He's mind.

The green light turned on, and Murong He was still immersed in his own thoughts.

"Why don't you leave, master?" Wu Jun raised his eyes and looked at Murong He with a puzzled look on his face.

Ma Siyu also looked at Murong He with some confusion. It had been almost ten seconds since red turned green, and the car was still in place.

Fortunately, it was late at night and there were no cars behind me.

"Oh, oh, sorry, sorry, I was a little distracted just now." Murong He said sorry after coming back to his senses, hurriedly started the car and drove towards the intersection, and the engine even stalled once in the process.

"Is this guy sleepy and driving fatigued?" Wu Jun complained in his heart after seeing Murong He's amazing operation.

However, now that we have walked more than half the distance, we will reach home after passing another intersection, and it is not worth changing people again.

"You said Sister Tao, like you, has been single for so many years?" Wu Jun turned around and continued the previous topic with Ma Siyu, "No wonder you two get along so well. You have found another one of yourself."

Wu Jun was surprised when he heard the news from Ma Siyu.

Although Chen Tao was well maintained, Wu Jun judged that she should be about the same age as Xu Zheng.

I am about to go to Wu, but I have never been in love. If I don’t hurry up, it will be too late for Sunset Red.

"You are hoping that I will never get married! You..." Ma Siyu was mid-sentence when he suddenly saw an electric car rushing towards him from the left.

The electric car had no intention of slowing down. Murong He probably didn't see the electric car, and he also had no intention of slowing down.

"Be careful! Stop quickly!" Ma Siyu stared and shouted to Murong He anxiously.

"Zhizhizhi~"

"Bang!"

Because he was too fast and hasty, although Murong He stopped the car, he still hit the speeding electric car.

Wu Jun and Ma Siyu looked at each other, pressed their seat belts tacitly, opened the doors on both sides and got out of the car.

Murong He also got off the car immediately.

After the three people got out of the car, they saw a black electric car backed up in front of the car. The front fender of the electric car had been smashed out of shape.

More than two meters away from the electric car, a man wearing a green military coat sat on the ground. When he saw Wu Jun and the others getting off the car, he cursed in dialect.

"I*, you don't have good eyesight when driving, you want to send me to the West!"

"B*tch, why am I so unlucky?"

"I just bought an electric car!"

"Ouch, my leg hurts so much, it was broken by your grandson!"

There was no blood on the ground, and the injured could still curse, so the matter was not as serious as imagined.

Wu Jun and Ma Siyu looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief for the driver, but at the same time they felt that tonight's matter was a bit...

How to say it.

Wu Jun and Ma Siyu both understand and speak the dialect used by injured people to curse.

There was a traffic accident in the middle of the night, and a fellow villager was knocked out!

While Murong He breathed a sigh of relief, he quickly stepped forward and asked with concern: "Brother, where are you injured? I'll take you to the hospital first."

"Which hospital are you going to? Where did you send me? If you ran away, I will look for you wherever you go." The man waved his hand impatiently and said, "Call the police and let the police handle it. I trust the police, not you."

"Don't worry, brother, I will never run away. It is right to call the police if there is an accident, but don't delay seeking medical treatment." Murong He turned around and pointed at Wu Jun and Ma Siyu and said, "These two can be witnesses to this incident.

Remember the license plate number, I will never run away."

The man bared his teeth and gasped, insisting: "I don't believe you, you three are in the same group."

It looked like the man's leg was indeed injured, and there was blood on his trouser leg.

"Brother, are you from Pingshan?" Wu Jun pointed at Ma Siyu and said to the man in dialect, "Both of us are from Pingshan, so we won't join him."

"Really! You two are equal!" The man looked at Wu Jun in surprise.

Wu Jun's pure Pingshan dialect instantly dispelled the man's doubts about him.
Chapter completed!