lucky bag

The manager of the hamburger store saw the license plate of the Goddess car early in the morning, and couldn't help but wonder, when did the traffic team serve so well and be so efficient!

Come early to sign up?

The license plate is 00095, no one can tell whether it is a good license plate or not.

The store manager thought about it, did it cost money, or was it smoked?

It's normal for the Queen Mother to hang a license plate like this. Nine stands for Tianji, which means ninety-five supreme.

"You drive?" The store manager almost fell down, Xiaopangpang nodded several times seriously: "I will use it to send Qi Haoran to school tomorrow, hahaha!" The lucky bag said in a whisper: "And the backup The box can hold many, many bottles, which is much easier than carrying bags.”

The store manager rubbed his temples: "Fatty, what about this cart? It's not suitable for picking bottles. Your godmother will be sad if she finds out, understand?"

It's good to understand the blessing bag, with a half-understand expression.

The store manager rubbed his head, let's go!

Hit too hard.

Qi Haoran's school is three bus stops away from here, but he walks to and from school every day, and it costs two yuan to go back and forth, which is really too expensive.

Lucky Bag was going to pick him up from school in the afternoon, but the car hadn't started yet, and the front of the Fortune Square was full of spectators.

Because of Lao Qin's special permission, none of the cars that were included in the day's fortune were put into the underground garage.

"I'm going to go." The fortune bag was worn from morning to afternoon, and he was advised not to drive. It was a slippery one. He almost fell asleep while sitting, and the car didn't start.

Now it was time to pick him up, he couldn't hold back any longer, and waved his hands, full of confidence.

"What to do first?" someone joked.

"Huh?" Lucky Bag thought about the Queen Mother's driving, and took out a pair of sunglasses to put on for herself.

The person who asked scratched his face: "Are you going to learn from Uncle Piao and become a bird brother?"

Then Fufubao put down the makeup mirror and looked at his face, but there was nothing unusual. In fact, the Queen Mother did that to see how her makeup was doing?

"What else?" Old Qin asked.

Lucky Bag scratched his head, turned on the music, and nodded: "It's almost there!"

"Seat belt!" The store manager lowered his head and sighed.

Lao Qin also scratched his brows, why did he feel so horrified?

"I'm leaving!" The lucky bag stepped on the accelerator, and the car reversed quickly.

"Quickly get out of the way!" Lao Qin and the store manager were about to break out in cold sweat, the onlookers moved a bit, and even the old lady jumped onto the guardrail as light as a swallow.

"Do you need to step on the gas pedal when reversing?" Lao Qin jumped five steps away and shouted.

"Yes!" Lucky Bag replied affirmatively.

"Who taught your car?" Lao Qin couldn't help rubbing his forehead just like the store manager, it was so embarrassing.

"My godmother!" Fu Fubao replied proudly, waving two fleshy hands.

"Fatty, wait a minute." A female clerk ran over, holding a long piece of paper, and helping the lucky package to be pasted on the rear windshield of the car.

"Wise!" Everyone praised the female clerk.

When everything was ready, Fu Fu Bao stepped on the accelerator, and the car roared away.

Lao Qin picked up the walkie-talkie: "The access guardrail, quickly open the guardrail, Fatty is coming!"

"The people in front get out of the way, novices drive!" The people on the guardrail shouted together.

Hu Wen was guarding the gate today, and when he opened the guardrail nervously, the lucky car flew out, reflecting Fatty's fat face and an invisible sentence: "Baibai!"

When Hu Wen saw the car floating on the left lane, there was only one place, and there was still traffic in front and behind, his heart almost jumped out.

"There is a camera!" Hu Wen shouted.

Pangpang entered the just-right parking space impartially with his miraculous skills, and successfully intercepted all the cars behind him. A Mercedes-Benz behind him slammed on the brakes. He was about to curse when he saw the note pasted on the back of the goddess car in front of him. , The nose is almost out of breath.

"The big hull is fat, turn the rudder carefully, lest you vomit blood!"

The camera in front of the car didn't capture the moment when Pang Pang was flying.

(Colleagues from the traffic departments along the line please note that the camera equipment on Haizhong Road will be overhauled and work will resume in 15 minutes.)

Blessing Pack turned on the radio.

"Dear listeners, today I bring you the latest song "Little Duckling"."

'Quack, quack, quack, I'm a duckling! '

The lucky bag sang along, and when the red light changed, he slammed the accelerator, driving the luxury car out of the sound of a sports car, and rushed across the intersection.

"Come on, Fatty, ah no, be careful passers-by, and ask for good luck." The crowd who watched sighed.

The owner of the Mercedes-Benz car was full of anger, stepped on the gas pedal to chase after Pangpang, and wanted to see what kind of character this 'big body and fat, you vomit blood' car owner is.

After chasing two intersections, I saw Pangpang who opened the window.

Fatty noticed that someone was looking at him, turned his head and continued singing: "Quack!"

"Hahaha, it's really fat!" the owner of the Mercedes-Benz said with a smile, and the Mercedes-Benz crashed into the guardrail in the middle.

"Ah, the technique is not good!" Pangpang dropped a sentence, echoing like a magic voice.

"This car skill!" Fuyun Plaza, Fufubao's car drove away for a while, and everyone was still ashamed.

"Don't you have his godmother's phone number?" Lao Qin asked the people around him, "He's skilled in flying fighter jets, so let's forget about driving a car!"

After finishing talking, the store manager looked at Zhang Guihua: "Aunt Zhang, are you not worried at all? He is going to pick up Qi Haoran from your family?"

"What are you worried about? Xiaofu is so lucky, and the car is so expensive, who would dare to hit him?" Zhang Guihua said confidently.

The store manager waved the sweat from his forehead: "Street killers are all used to it."

The lucky bag didn't wait for five lights and one red light all the way. With his luck, it was a piece of cake.

When we arrived at the school, just as Qi Haoran walked out of the school, the car of Fufu Bao stopped at the school gate with a screech.

"Haohao, get in the car and go home!" Blessing Bag shouted.

"Brother Ah Fu, come and pick me up by car!" Qi Haoran happily ran over.

"Well, this will be your special car from now on." The lucky bag said smugly.

It took less than 10 minutes before and after a car, and after receiving someone, I turned back to Fuyun Plaza.

"Extremely fast!" The store manager and Lao Qin, who were onlookers, shook their heads and clicked their tongues.

In the next few days, everyone in the middle road knew that there was often a goddess car on this street, and every time it could fly with a take-off attitude.

"Speed ​​King in the middle!" This nickname spread like wildfire.

The girls who know the identity of King of Speed ​​are chubby girls, come to see chubby every morning and evening, and take a ride in chubby's car if they have nothing to do, so there will be more chubby fans.

"Pangpang, when I get married, your car will be my wedding car!" Many people joked.

"Must!" Fatty nodded.

But none of this has anything to do with Ai Qifeng, because the time to move is approaching, and the landlord has made it clear that he will not renew the lease, so he still hasn't found a place to stay.

On the last day of moving, Ai Qifeng made a few more phone calls, but he still had nothing to say, so he looked away.

After packing up my things, I sat in the living room of the house in a daze, thinking about my 25 years of life, it really felt like a dream. I had accomplished nothing, had no relatives, and never even had a friend.

I'm going to go to the bar to try my luck tonight, and if it doesn't work, I'll live in that kind of 'job-seeking apartment'. It's not that Ai Qifeng doesn't know such places.

In the name of a 'job-seeking apartment', it provides shelter for students who have just stepped out of the ivory tower to cover up the landlord's move to convert the small apartment into a dormitory.A small room has at least four beds, bunk beds.

The large room can accommodate eight people, and the rent is astonishingly low, but it cannot stop the high income of the landlord.

It costs a few hundred dollars a month, and if you are lucky, a two-bedroom, one-living room can accommodate at least twenty people. It is such an exaggerated existence in society, free from the lights of thousands of homes, and is the survival of young people at the bottom. place of birth.

When Ai Qifeng just left school, he lived there for a month.

When I go back now, my clothes will probably be taken away by people. After all, I am out to work, so it is different from the young people back then. Besides, many of his clothes are high-end items bought by those girls.

Think of the filthy beds, the buckets forever filled with dirty underwear, which Ai Qifeng randomly searches on his mobile phone, such apartments abound.

Close the door and pull the suitcase. In fact, there are very few things, as few as two suitcases to solve the problem.

As for those messy things like "suits", he put them away in a bag. He didn't lack these things, and he didn't need to buy them himself.

The elevator stopped on the ninth floor, and Xiao Pangpang was sorting out the empty bottles piled up in the corridor.

Ai Qifeng seemed to be cocking his mouth, and most people would die laughing when they saw this, the person who drives the Goddess car would actually sit in the square every day waiting for someone to give him a bottle.

"Fatty!" Ai Qifeng yelled out of nowhere.

He was going to store the things in the security room downstairs.

"Brother? Are you going to move here? That's great." Remembering the Queen Mother's confession, Fufu Bao ran over to ask happily, his eyes full of sincerity and joy.

"No, can I leave my luggage with you?" Ai Qifeng asked.

"Okay, I'll help you carry it." Blessing Bundle stepped forward to take a box from Ai Qifeng.

During the conversation between the two, the elevator did not move at all.

(Security Room: Elevator No. [-] broke down again, and someone has to fix it!) Lao Qin sat on the monitor and said.

Ai Qifeng followed Fufubao to the door. The door was left open in a large European-style house.

"Let's put my stuff in the corridor! Anyway, you're the only one living on the ninth floor!" Ai Qifeng was going to put his things at his door.

"No, I lost a few empty bottles yesterday!" The blessing bag said seriously, put his things in, and moved them into a room to put them down.

Standing inside, Ai Qifeng looked at the decoration of the house. The Roman columns covered in marble, the TV background wall of moiré stone, and the living room and dining room with scattered heights. I am afraid that the decoration cost a lot of money at that time!

Looking at Pang Pang, who is only safe at home, Ai Qifeng suddenly envies Pang Pang, at least the safety of his home is not only because of wealth.

Ai Qifeng went to the bar in the next few streets. Even though it was the weekend, there was no one in the bar.

"I've already gone to the music festival. There's a beach music festival today, so I want to try my luck somewhere!" The bartender at the bar knew Ai Qifeng, so he said it without asking him to order anything.