The perfect future of rebirth

But thinking about it, I think it's normal, after all, that guy is different from me.

In a sense, people are professionals.

And myself, at best, is a fan level.

Sitting in the car, Zhao Fusheng took out his mobile phone out of boredom, opened Weibo and read it.

At this time, there are really not many smart phone programs, and Weibo has become one of the few places where you can entertain.

After opening it for a while, Zhao Fusheng couldn't help laughing.

"Efforts will pay off, and true love will be together! These are the two biggest lies in the world, but they have always supported our stumbles when we were young."

"When the moon fell on the dome, I think someone should have fished it from the sea. In the long memory of the sea, there are countless sunken boats and countless floating boats. Those mottled marks, melting with color and melting into light smoke, are probably the most rigorous. Even archaeologists have no way of exploring the root cause. But the water flowing continuously in the ocean must have nourished the flowers in the world, and then turned into honey and fruit, nourishing the creatures in this world where the sound of the sea is far away. "

"Each book is a picture of loneliness. It is a tangible object that one can pick up, put down, open, and close, and the words in the book represent months or years of loneliness."

On Weibo, there are all such things that moan without illness, or all kinds of inspirational chicken soup.

Looking at Zhao Fusheng, he couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

The driver, Lao Ma, asked a little strangely.

"what?"

Zhao Fusheng was startled: "Did I laugh out loud?"

"Isn't that right? I was wondering what's wrong with you." The old horse smiled honestly.

"it's okay no problem."

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand: "It's just a few interesting words."

The old horse chuckled and said nothing.

He's the driver, not the secretary.

If it was Liu Yiming, he would definitely have a good chat with Zhao Fusheng, but for Lao Ma, it was basically like this.

"Boss, shall we go home?"

After driving for a while, Lao Ma asked Zhao Fusheng.

Where to go next is a matter for Zhao Fusheng to decide.

"go home?"

Zhao Fusheng was stunned when he heard the words, but he didn't answer Lao Ma immediately.

To be honest, he doesn't think it's interesting to go home now.

He was the only one at home, and even Fan Beibei had already gone to Italy.

Sometimes when he is at home, Zhao Fusheng will feel very lonely. There is only one person in the empty big house. That kind of feeling cannot be experienced by others.

But he also knew that it would be fine if Fan Baobao and the others were allowed to come back.

But when he thought about the domestic environment, Zhao Fusheng thought about it and let it go. If he has time, he might as well work harder by himself and go to Italy to accompany them.

"Go up the Ring Road and turn around."

A thought flashed in his mind, Zhao Fusheng suddenly laughed and said to the old horse.

Ring road?

Although the old horse was a little puzzled, he still nodded in agreement, picked up the walkie-talkie, and gave orders to the cars in front and behind.

When Zhao Fusheng went out, it was naturally impossible to have only this car. The team of five cars in total was Zhao Fusheng's entourage.

Although everyone didn't understand the chairman's intentions, since the boss wanted to go around, they naturally didn't dare to neglect. The team quickly turned and drove towards the Huancheng Road.

Along the way, Zhao Fusheng looked at the night outside the window and laughed for no reason.

To be honest, it had been a long time since he had enjoyed the night view of the capital in this way.

Sometimes people are like this, things that were once cherished so much have been forgotten in a trance.

I remember that in my previous life, I especially liked to go shopping at such a time, facing the wind, watching the neon lights flashing, and dreaming that one day, I could become famous.

But now, although he has achieved success and fame, he no longer has the mood to appreciate it.

"Old Ma, how big is this capital?"

Sitting in the car, Zhao Fusheng suddenly asked the old horse.

"what?"

The old horse was stunned, and then he chuckled: "I don't know about that. I heard from Secretary Liu that this capital will be expanded in the future. I guess it must be bigger than the two cities in our hometown, right?"

Lao Ma's hometown is a small city, so naturally it is not as big as the capital.

"Ha ha……"

Zhao Fusheng suddenly laughed, because he remembered a song, "Song of the Five Rings" sung by Xiaoyue from Deyun Society. At that time, no one would have thought that the capital would become bigger and bigger.

"Actually, big or small, it doesn't matter."

Seeing that Zhao Fusheng didn't speak, Lao Ma smiled and said, "every outsider here is hoping to get the life he wants."

"Yo!"

Zhao Fusheng was stunned, and then laughed uncontrollably, but he didn't expect that the old horse had such a side, and the words he said were so humane.

"That's not what I said."

Lao Ma hurriedly said, "I overheard Secretary Liu calling his girlfriend that day."

Zhao Fusheng nodded, but didn't say anything else.

This is really Liu Yiming's style, that guy is actually very artistic in his bones.

This point is a bit similar to myself.

The capital is huge, and the road around the city is naturally very long. Sitting in the car, Zhao Fusheng looked at the night scene outside the window, and his mood got better and better.

"Old Ma, tell me, do we want to listen to cross talk?"