"I'm Xiao Ge. What's the matter?" Xiao Ge asked.

"Hello, Mr. Tang, do you have a Lamborghini in your name? The license plate number is..." the woman on the other side of the phone reported a license plate number.

"Well, there is such a car. What's wrong with it?" Xiao Ge frowned. The license plate number was not strange to him. It was the Lamborghini he was driving for Xiao Chan. What happened to Xiao Chan?

"Mr. Tang, there is an accident in your car. Can you come to the traffic police brigade?" Women are very polite, but it's normal. After all, it's better not to offend anyone who can own a Lamborghini.

"What happened?" Xiao Ge then asked, he does not want to run to the provincial capital immediately, ask the situation first.

"Mr. Tang, you don't have to worry. It's not a big accident. The personnel of both sides are not in great trouble. It's just that the vehicles of both sides have some serious injuries." The woman obviously thought that Xiao Ge was concerned about the safety of the driver. "However, the negotiation on compensation between the two sides has not reached an agreement. We consider that you are the owner of the car, so if it is convenient for you, please come to the traffic police brigade to talk about compensation with the other party."

"Is Xiao Chan driving my car?" Xiao Ge thinks about it and asks, what he cares about most is this problem. If Xiao Chan is driving, he will go. If not, he has no need to go, because he doesn't care much about the car itself.

"Yes, it's Miss Xiao. Don't worry, Miss Xiao is not hurt." The woman on the other end of the line immediately replied.

"Well, I'll be there in an hour." Xiao Ge finally agreed, and then hung up.

Breakfast is delivered at this time. Xiao Ge is in no hurry to eat breakfast, and occasionally sends a wonton to Song Ying's mouth.

"Are you going to the provincial capital?" Song Ying suddenly asked softly.

"Well, go and come back today." Xiao Ge nodded.

"Will we go to the provincial capital in the future?" Song Ying continues to ask.

"Not necessarily." Xiao Ge shook his head, and then looked at Song Ying a little strange, "why do you suddenly ask this?"

"I want to prepare in advance." Song Ying Dynasty Xiao Ge sweet smile, "if you want to stay in the provincial capital in the future, I will go to the provincial capital to arrange in advance."

Xiao Ge is slightly stunned. He can't help remembering that Xiao Jie asked similar questions a few days ago. He suddenly realizes that many people have begun to pay attention to his next stop. It seems that he has to seriously consider this aspect.

"In fact, you don't have to prepare in advance. No matter where I go, just follow me." Xiao Ge patted Song Ying's buttocks, and then continued: "I'm not sure where to go after I'm sure, I'll tell you after I'm sure."

"Well." Song Ying has a sweet smile on her face again.

Song Ying and together, never need to say too much, and for Song Ying, as long as Xiao Ge beside, she has been quite happy.

After having breakfast with Song Ying for half an hour, Xiao Ge re enters Ningcheng University and soon arrives at the door of the foreign language department.

It's still the first class in the morning. The teacher is talking on the stage, and dozens of students listen carefully. Unfortunately, at this time, a voice destroyed the classroom atmosphere: "silly girl, class is over!"

The teacher was very angry, and dozens of students first looked at the door together, and then they all looked at Qin Feiya, just because, to them, the guy at the door is not strange.

"Die Xiaoge, do you want to die?" Qin Feiya angrily scolded, then quickly got up and ran out of the classroom.

Behind a burst of laughter, and want to get angry teacher, also had to endure, Xiao Ge this boy is not easy to provoke, Qin Feiya this good student he is unable to scold.

Ran out of the classroom, Qin Feiya some angry looking at Xiao Ge, and angrily scolded a: "are you sick? What can't you call me about? I have to come here and scream! "

"Silly girl, originally I wanted to call you, but I think most of you miss me, so I decided not to call." Xiao Ge said solemnly.

"Ghosts miss you." Qin Feiya stares at Xiao Ge and says, "Hey, what's the matter? I have to go to class!"

"Don't go to class. Go to sister Ruoxi and let her prepare. I'll give her tiandaodan." Xiao Ge said, "I'll go to the provincial capital first, and I'll be back in about an hour or two. Let sister Ruoxi get ready first, and I can start when I come back."

"Really?" The dissatisfaction on Qin Feiya's face immediately disappeared, and replaced it with a kind of joy. Then she stretched out her hand, "what about tiandaodan? Give it to me

"When I come back, let sister Ruoxi arrange the company's affairs. She needs to take a vacation for a while." Xiao Ge said quickly, "I'll go first."

Whether Qin Feiya answers or not, Xiao Ge just disappears from the original place.

"Dead Xiaoge, running so fast, I don't know who I'm anxious to hang out with!" Qin Feiya scolded angrily, but then she turned around and left.

Minghu City, the capital of Tiannan province.

In a comfortable conference room of the traffic police brigade in the Eastern District, two groups of people were at each other's throats on both sides of the conference table. The atmosphere was obviously tense. At the chair of the conference table, there were two traffic policemen, a male traffic policeman in his forties and a female traffic policeman in her twenties.

The middle-aged male traffic police is the leader of the eastern traffic police brigade, Liang Feng. The female traffic police is also named Liang Li, but they are not related to Liang Feng.

Originally, an ordinary traffic accident didn't need Liang Feng, the traffic police captain, but this time, both sides of the accident had something to do with it. Liang Feng didn't dare to neglect it, so he took Liang Li to mediate in person.

The accident happened at more than 4:00 in the morning, and now it is 9:00 in the morning. After the accident, the two sides came to the traffic police brigade at 5:00. Up to now, it has been a full four hours, and the two sides still failed to reach an agreement, which made Liang Feng feel a headache. What's more, the two sides didn't mean to give in. On the contrary, it seems that they are more and more stiff.

"Miss Xiao, Mr. Ouyang, in fact, both of you are responsible for this traffic accident, and you are basically not injured. Since it's just a matter of money, why don't you give way to each other?" Liang Feng is still trying to persuade, but his similar words have been said more than ten times, and each time has no effect.

"What is not hurt? Don't you see I'm hurt? " A man who looks less than 20 years old immediately answers and points to his cheek, "can't you see the scar here? It's disfigurement. Disfigurement, you know? "