Wen Yong's poems are filled with energy.

Zhang Hehuan said: "By the way, according to the standards, you are in business class, my standards are in economy class, this is your air ticket."

At this time, the registration procedures began, and Zhang Hehuan stood up and left.

There were not many people on the flight to Liaocheng, and it arrived in more than two hours. Zhang Hehuan sat down and prepared to have a sleep. Before the plane took off, he saw Wen Yongshi coming, and patted him on the shoulder to signal him to give the seat next to the window to himself.

Zhang Hehuan was a little strange. Why did he come here if he was sitting in a good business class without sitting?

Wen Yongshi told him that there was a man in the business class who always looked at her with malicious intentions, which made her feel uncomfortable.

Zhang Hehuan couldn't help laughing. This is just pretentious. If you sit on your seat, will that guy dare to harass you in public?

Shortly after the plane took off, Wen Yongshi fell asleep, and Zhang Hehuan was a little tired. The two of them slept in Liaocheng. When they woke up, they found that they were leaning against each other.

Zhang Hehuan pounded Wen Yongshi with his elbow. Wen Yongshi woke up and saw herself leaning against Zhang Hehuan, and she felt a little embarrassed: "Sorry, I'm too tired."

Zhang Hehuan reminded her that the temperature in Liaocheng is minus fifteen degrees Celsius, and warming measures are taken. When waiting for luggage at the airport, Zhang Hehuan contacted the car booked in advance. The contact was a little hot. The car had an accident in the middle of the way and was being dealt with. Zhang Hehuan took a taxi by himself.

They had to go outside to wait for rent together. After leaving the airport, they suddenly felt the cold wind. Looking up, they looked white and white. Wen Yongshi realized that she lacked enough understanding of the hardships here. Zhang Hehuan saw that her nose was red after being frozen at this moment, so she took out a scarf from her luggage bag and handed it to her.

Wen Yongshi didn't bother to pick up the brand, so she took the scarf and wrapped her neck around her mouth and nose. There was no need to worry that a reporter would recognize her. In fact, there was no entertainment reporter in this remote northern town.

When they arrived at an old Jetta, Zhang Hehuan helped them put their suitcases in the trunk. Because the car changed the air, the trunk was very small and half of the boxes had to be exposed.

The assistant was very dissatisfied with the car and protested to Zhang Hehuan. It was Wen Yongshi who said something unexpected happened, so let it go.

Zhang Hehuan also wanted to leave here and go to Liaocheng as soon as possible. After all, the airport is more than 30 kilometers away from the city, which is too cold.

The warm air of the Jetta car is not good either. The driver said he was unwilling to use a watch, and the price was 200 yuan at a time. Zhang Hehuan didn't want to argue with him anymore and agreed.

Because of the traffic jam on the road, it took an hour and a half before we arrived at the Fengming Hotel in Liaocheng. The driver had a bad temper and cursed the whole time, which made Wen Yongshi and his assistant a little scared, fearing that they would meet a bad person. Fortunately, Zhang Hehuan was sitting in front of him. Compared with the driver, he was at least a little demeanor.

Zhang Hehuan asked Wen Yongshi and her assistant to get off the car first and took out a hundred yuan and gave it to the driver.

The driver was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting. The starting price here is 2 kilometers and 6 yuan, and the freight rate is 1.5 yuan per kilometer. From the airport to here, it's 32 kilometers. In total, it's 51 yuan. I'll give you more."

"Boy, didn't you just agree to two hundred? Are you going back on your word with me?"

Zhang Hehuan said: "Why don't you watch it?"

"We are all like this here. I will tell you that this is Liaocheng. I will pay the fare well. I won't bother with you, otherwise I will let you go without any food."

Zhang Hehuan said: "You are shameless. Why don't you install a safety fence? Are you not afraid of passengers attacking you?"

The driver looked at him fiercely. Before he could react, Zhang Hehuan grabbed his collar and fucked him in the face, making the driver look at him with two fists. It was a blessing that Zhang Hehuan had a proper attitude, otherwise he would have been bloody on the spot.

Wen Yongshi and her assistant were standing outside waiting. The assistant was complaining that Zhang Hehuan was not at all handsome and didn't help with her luggage. When she saw a fight in the car, she was about to be precise and Zhang Hehuan beat someone and the driver was beaten.

After Zhang Hehuan beat the driver, he pushed the door and went down, picked up his phone and pointed it at the license plate to take a photo.

The driver rushed out of the car with his head covered, and fucked a long wrench in his hand: "You are so fucking you, I'll kill you..."
Chapter completed!