HR Director Alpha and her White Painter

The van had already turned off the engine, and it was parked on the wide and deserted mountainside.

"rick!"

Jiang Ruo yelled sharply, and the people in the car were awakened one after another.

Rick, who was resting with his eyes closed, jumped up like an electric shock, his tiger eyes looked at the driver's seat, his resolute face trembled instantly.

Without waiting for Jiang Ruo to issue orders, he swiftly opened the window and jumped out of the car quickly.

The accident happened suddenly, and a car of people screamed in panic.

Bai Mu timidly hugged Jiang Ruo who was frowning tightly.

The stern Jiang Ruo didn't say a word, and within a moment, the sound of fighting sounded one after another from a distance.

Lao Yan, Zheng Lan and others were already pale with fright. Through the car window, they saw that Rick was fighting with three or five strong men with his bare hands.

Those men were all in their forties, all with short hair, big arms and round waists, dark skin, wearing dirty and faded plain clothes, and holding wooden sticks of different sizes in their hands.

"William! You guard the car door and don't allow anyone to come in. I'll go down and have a look!"

Jiang Ruo broke free from Bai Mu's embrace involuntarily, gave her a comforting look, and jumped out of the car window as soon as he finished speaking.

"Okay, be careful!"

William responded with a solemn expression. Beside him, Qin Fang held Bai Ke who was trembling. The little guy put his head in her arms, not daring to open his eyes.

Wang Jie, Zhao Shanshan and others were terrified, covering their mouths and couldn't believe what happened before them.

They grew up in a warm and quiet ivory tower since they were young, and they have never seen bandits blocking the road to rob.

Originally, with Rick's skills, it would not be a problem to deal with the mob in front of him.

But these gangsters are obviously a group, and the cooperation is very tacit. One hugs Rick's waist to prevent him from moving. Old Zheng was leisurely smoking a cigarette and playing with a shining pocket knife in his hand.

"careful!"

Seeing that Rick was being attacked from the back, Jiang Ruo roared and rushed over, and kicked in the air with a spinning kick, kicking over the gangster who was attacking Rick from behind. Then, suddenly, his right leg exerted force, and he stabbed hard at the waist with a heavy kick to hug Rick. of the knee joint.

The man was caught off guard, his knees softened and he knelt on the ground, and the hand holding Rick subconsciously let go.

Although Rick got out of trouble, the wooden stick smashed straight towards him with a sound of breaking through the air.

Rick, who has rich experience in actual combat, shrank his body, raised his elbows to protect his head, and received two sticks on his arms firmly. He was furious with pain, bared his teeth, grabbed the throats of the two gangsters on the left and right, and used his whole body With all the strength, he suddenly pulled towards the middle.

The two heads smashed together, and immediately fell limply.

A series of movements, like lightning and flint, were completed within a few breaths.

Old Zheng was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.

Feeling Jiang Ruoru's real murderous intent, he ran away screaming.

Seeing that the boss had all fled for his life, the gangsters didn't dare to fight, and fled in all directions.

"Rick, don't chase after the poor!"

Seeing that Rick wanted to rush up to grab someone with a fierce look on his face, Jiang Ruo stopped him by shouting.

Back in the van, everyone sighed and looked at Jiang Ruo, who was standing upright, with red eyes.

"You've seen that too."

Jiang Ruo smiled lightly and hugged her, and comforted her, "I have to take risks."

"I know……"

Bai Mu hugged her tightly, sobbing softly, "I'm just afraid... afraid that something will happen to you..."

"fool."

Jiang Ruo pinched her earlobe affectionately, took out her phone to call the police, and said softly to Zheng Lan, "Auntie, please call Uncle Baimu, in the current situation, we can't find any old people in the mountains." We have arrived at Niuwu Village."

"Oh, you are still thoughtful."

Zheng Lan hurriedly took out her mobile phone, and chatted in uncommon Thai ciphers.

Half an hour later, with a few clouds of dust flying all over the sky, a dignified and beautiful young woman arrived on an old Jincheng Suzuki motorcycle with her dusty uncle.

Bai Yong, who was wearing a light blue coat of a veteran cadre, and a tattered straw hat that was so dirty that it was blue and black.

His swarthy face was covered with criss-cross wrinkles, his back was arched, and he was skinny.

Zheng Lan shook hands with him excitedly. Bai Yong was expressionless, with half a cigarette dangling from his rough fingers filled with mud between his nails. People didn't understand a word.

Because he spoke too quickly, even Zheng Lan got caught up in the circle.

"Brother, let me tell you."

The woman on the motorcycle came over enthusiastically, smiling brightly, and her voice was clear and crisp, which was really nice.

Her name is Li Pingmei, a well-known handsome widow in ten miles and eight villages. She is 35-[-] years old and runs a small shop in the village.

She is kind and enthusiastic, and is well-known. Although her husband died early, she was also a rare female high school student in Niuwu Village.

She speaks Mandarin fluently and standardly, and after she translated it simply, everyone suddenly realized what she said.

It turned out that Lao Zheng was an old hooligan from Xiawan Village next door, and he could not be called a big villain. He usually relied on foreigners who came here to travel, and took advantage of their unfamiliarity to extort tolls for a living.Generally, they don't hit people, and they don't want to be harsh, and they can get by with a few thousand to five thousand.

The terrain of Niuwu Village is so remote that the nearest police station is more than 30 miles away from the county seat.

Generally, outsiders go out to ask for auspiciousness. As long as their lives are not endangered, basically no one will call the police if they are asked for money.

Now Lao Zheng and the others were pecked by eagles while hunting all year round.

Not only did he lose his wife, but he also lost his soldiers. The van was knocked down by Jiang Ruo and others, and he might come to the village tomorrow to ask for it back.

This old hooligan can bend and stretch, has a thick skin, and is the best at messing around.

"Can the overpass be removed?"

Seeing a local acquaintance coming, Rick couldn't help asking.

"Yes, just go to the village committee office in the town and talk to the old secretary. It's getting late today, so I'll accompany you tomorrow."

Li Pingmei smiled generously, her face was clean, her big white teeth looked friendly and approachable, in stark contrast to her taciturn uncle.

"Great."

Everyone laughed happily. There were a lot of things in the caravan, and there was a shortage of supplies in the mountains. It is estimated that many things would be difficult to eat and use.

Seeing that things are almost resolved.

Bai Yong got into the van, and Li Pingmei drove ahead on a motorcycle.

Yellow sand filled the whole road, and thick smoke was flying.

When they arrived at Niuwu Village, the villagers who were bored and had nothing to do all ran out to watch the fun.

In addition to the elderly, it is children.

There are few adults and young people.

The children stared at the strangers getting on and off the van with wide innocent eyes.

Handsome men and beautiful women, like a star who came out of a TV series.

Bai Mu flipped through Bai Ke's schoolbag, took out the snack chocolates and started making sugar.

Bai Ke's heart was bleeding from pain, and he wanted to protest, but when he saw the joy from the soul on the yellow and thin faces of the children in Niuwu Village, his lips trembled, but he didn't stop his sister's movements.

Jiang Ruo traveled lightly and only brought a pack of cigarettes.

Distributed to the old people at the entrance of the village, the old man who had lost his hair politely waved his hand and refused to accept it. The uncle squeaked, and the old people took it with a smile, and the sparse and yellow teeth were full of the dust of the years.

"Uncle Wang is 92 years old, and Uncle Liu will be 100 years old in a year."

Li Pingmei smiled and introduced that a group of people, surrounded by children, walked through rows of private houses and huts, and found Grandma Bai's home after going around several times.

There are many pig sheds along the road, the ducks in the river are quacking, the yellow chickens are running around all over the village, and the smell of cow dung is everywhere.

Qin Fang looked around curiously. It was the first time for her to come to the countryside. Her big eyes were rolling around excitedly, and she was holding a SLR camera to collect pictures.

"Grandma~"

In front of the three-story private house with a spacious courtyard, Bai Mu called softly, and ran towards the old man who was sitting on the bench at the door waiting with open arms.

Grandma Bai's hair was full of silver threads, and her old face was full of tears.

Her upper and lower lips trembled, and she wept uncontrollably while hugging her granddaughter.

Zheng Lan hadn't seen the old man for a long time, she walked over with red eyes, and the three hugged each other tightly, the scene was quite touching.

A burst of pleasantries is inevitable.

When everyone had packed their luggage, the uncle had already brought up the packed rural dishes.

On the huge Eight Immortals table, there are a large plate of pork dumplings, home-grown corn on the cob, delicious pickle cakes, a large pot of braised chicken, homemade tofu, braised field fish, fried potato chips with hot pepper...

"Welcome to Niuwu Village. I think it's almost the same here. Your family will eat first, and I will go back first."

Li Pingmei smiled and took off her apron. She tidied up the kitchen for a while, sweating profusely, and her cheeks were covered with dust.

"How can this be done, little aunt, you have worked so hard today, let's eat together."

Zheng Lan took her hand and refused to let go.

People have a good heart, and you can't just take advantage of others.

"Yes, little aunt, let's stay and eat together. You are kind and we all know that I am so sorry for you today. Without your help, we don't know if we can find a home."

Lao Yan also cheerfully came to persuade him.

Bai Yong frowned and made noise for a long time. Seeing that everyone was so enthusiastic, Li Pingmei reluctantly stayed and had dinner together.

An authentic farmhouse meal was delicious. Uncle Bai Yong brought out bayberry baijiu that had been aged for more than ten years, and the group ate happily.

"Very mellow, good wine."

Jiang Ruo smiled lightly and took a sip.

"Good wine, bro, be careful."

Lao Yan smiled and was full of praise.

Wang Jie, Qin Fang, William and others were also in a good mood. Although there were twists and turns along the way, they finally passed. They all rolled up their sleeves, gorging on meat and drinking at the same time.

Grandma Bai took a bite out of her dentures and ate slowly.

She pointed to Rick and asked Bai Mu if this is your object.

Li Pingmei translated embarrassingly, and Bai Mu and Rick both blushed.

Jiang Ruo coughed a few times in embarrassment, smiling like a flower, "Grandma, what do you think of me?"

Grandma Bai smiled knowingly, she didn't say anything, she just showed her thumbs up, and put a piece of greasy fat in Jiang Ruo's bowl.

Jiang Ruo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she took out a big thick red envelope from her jacket pocket, and handed it over, "Grandma, buy something to eat."

The old man shook his head and beat him to death and refused to accept it. Uncle Bai Yong was not good at words and yelled excitedly for a long time. Li Pingmei almost burst out laughing and covered her stomach and said, "Uncle said that only old people who have given birth can receive red envelopes. This is Niuwu The rules of the village. How about you two work hard at night?"

The crowd burst into laughter.

"Aunt~"

Bai Mu's face turned red with embarrassment.

The group finished their dinner happily.

The air in the mountains is very good.

The sky is also very clean.

The moon climbed onto the wall, and the night stars were shining brightly, emitting a charming light.

The uncle is obviously a kind person, and he has already arranged the itinerary. Not far from Grandma Bai's house, there is a natural radon spring bath.

The radon spring bath is a treasure of divine water, known as "the best radon in the world".

Soaking in this radon spring all year round can not only prolong life, but also promote blood circulation and effectively improve skin quality. It is an excellent place for beauty and beauty.

A few people excitedly changed into clean nightgowns, wearing flip-flops, and led by their uncle and Li Pingmei, with endless starlight above their heads and soft soil under their feet, they threw themselves into the arms of the treasured land of Shenshui.

"It seems that you and I have a special fate with water."

Holding hands and walking on the country road, Bai Mu leaned against Jiang Ruo, with a slight dimple on his face, feeling it.

"Yes." Jiang Ruo smiled brightly, "We first met in Bali, and I am grateful for the swimming pool for the rest of my life."

"Pfft~" Bai Mu was amused by Jiang Ruo, he slapped her chest, and said coquettishly, "Why don't you thank me."

"Heh..." Jiang Ruo squinted at the white curtain with burning eyes, leaned close to her ear, and said softly, "Tonight, I will let you feel what it means, Wushan Yunyu, pervasive."

"..."

The white curtain widened its beautiful eyes, wet.

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