When fishing beauty is bound to the rich system

Fortunately, Xu Jingqiu had booked quite a few tickets, so even if one more seat was added, there was still enough room for everyone. They could take the same flight to Suining City.

M drove very fast, driving from day to night without sleeping, and successfully arrived in Suining City at eight o'clock the next morning.

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Suning City.

Suining City is a northern city. It is December now, and the temperature difference between day and night is obvious, especially in the morning when the sun just rises. The temperature has not risen significantly, and pedestrians on the road are wearing down jackets or cotton-padded jackets and walking hurriedly on the road.

Perhaps because the weather is too cold, there are fewer people riding bicycles and electric bikes on the road.

Scattered cars on the road were driving in all directions towards Suining City.

M parked the car casually on the side of the road, found a breakfast shop and walked in.

There weren't many people in the breakfast shop, probably because it was almost time to go to work. There were only a few people sitting on chairs eating breakfast. The clerk was wiping the table with a rag, so it wasn't very busy.

The boss and the chef were busy in the kitchen. Through the glass windows of the restaurant, one could see them washing pots and bowls and preparing meat filling for the next basket of buns. The steamer next to them was still steaming the latest big buns, emitting bursts of aroma.

The clerk was a woman in her forties, with her hair casually tied up behind her head and wearing an apron. When she heard someone push the door open and come in, she said without even looking up:

"What do you want to eat? We're out of other buns now. We only have beef buns and soy milk. If you want noodles, you can cook them right away."

M didn't say anything. The three of them sat in a corner and poured themselves a glass of water.

The aunt who was wiping the table nearby noticed something unusual. Her hand paused slightly, then she slowly raised her head and saw three people sitting in the corner.

The faces of those three people...

No, to be precise, it was the faces of the other people in their organization, which she would never dare forget in her life.

The last person who forgot what they looked like and didn't treat them well was dragged into an alley and beaten up. He was left with a lifelong disability in his left leg. He has been unable to find a job since then and can only sit at home. She doesn't want to end up like that person.

The waitress quickly put the rag aside and walked over carefully: "Brother Mi, what do you want to eat?"

M took off the mask on his face, revealing a young face, and tapped his fingers casually on the table: "Give me a dozen buns, and three bowls of soy milk, and by the way, pack up all the buns that have just been steamed in the steamer for me."

The waiter nodded hurriedly: "Okay, okay, Brother Mi."

In the kitchen, the chef and the boss looked at each other. Both of them had helpless expressions, but there was more despair hidden in their helplessness.

They have been eating and drinking for free here for a long time, but their organization can be said to be the local boss here. The police can't control them. They have lost their only support and can only allow themselves to be bullied.

If he dared to resist, his shop would be smashed the next day, and the losses would be even greater.

The waiter brought two large plates of buns to the table, and gave them three bowls of freshly squeezed hot soy milk, then went back to the kitchen to help pack the buns.

A super large steamer can make about thirty buns. They used two steamers and packed all the buns for them to take away. Each bun cost two yuan. They haven’t even opened for business today, but they’ve already started losing money.

After the three people finished their meal at the table, the owner of the breakfast shop took the steamed buns and personally delivered them to their car. Then he stood at the door and personally watched them leave again.

The movements were skillful and fast, obviously having been done more than once.

Giving in and compromising again and again will only result in the situation getting worse.

It’s not that they don’t understand this truth, but if they want to refute it, the price they pay will only be greater.

They are just ordinary people who cannot afford such consequences.

I just hope that there is someone who can break the current situation in Suining City.

In the sky.

The plane cut through the sky, flying from the far north. With the sound of the plane flying and the roar of the plane, it gradually flew above Suning City and slowly landed towards the area of ​​Suning Airport.

Lin Xinran took out a pair of sunglasses from her backpack and put them on her cheek, covering most of her face. She then took out a milky white baseball cap and put it on her head. She wore a simple white short-sleeved shirt and light pink work trousers, exuding a youthful vibe.

At first glance, no one would associate her with the chairman of Huaxin Group.

Duan Ziyuan was also dressed relatively young, wearing a simple light blue hip-hop style short-sleeved shirt, black work shorts, sunglasses on his face, and his hand on Lin Xinran's shoulder. At first glance, they looked like a college couple returning home from another city.

Fu Sicheng was still wearing a black shirt with a few flowers printed on it. The collar was casually open and the cuffs were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his muscular forearms.

He was wearing suit trousers and a black belt around his waist. His aura was obviously stronger and more mature than Lin Xinran and Duan Ziyuan.

Xu Jingqiu was still wearing a white shirt and light brown casual trousers, looking like Lin Xinran's sister.

The bodyguards next to them were also wearing sports casual clothes, which made them look less murderous and more youthful and energetic. Several people walked off the plane arm in arm, like classmates going home together.

A group of people followed other passengers down the plane. At first glance, they were hidden in the crowd, just like ordinary people, except that their faces and temperament were better than ordinary people.

Fu Sicheng lowered his eyes and glanced at the time: "I arranged for someone to buy a few cars in advance. They should have been delivered to the airport gate by now. I have also booked a room. It is a homestay in Suning City. I sent someone to check the location in advance. It is also relatively close to the city center of Suning City, which is convenient for us to move."

Lin Xinran nodded gently, and naturally put her arm around Fu Sicheng's arm: "It's you who has thought of everything. We just got off the plane, and we have already sorted out our accommodation and transportation."

"Of course, I came out with you just to help you share some of the burden. If you have to do everything yourself, then what else do you need me for?"

Duan Ziyuan, who was standing by, was just thinking about enjoying everything arranged by Fu Sicheng, but the more he listened to what Fu Sicheng said, the more he felt something was not right.

Why do you feel like you've been implicated?