Chapter 740

Just under the river embankment outside the riprap beach, Zhang Ke gave a rough briefing to Wang Wei on the contact with Deyi and scober, and also discussed the development of Jianye digital mobile phone industry. The outdoor temperature should be minus 67 degrees, and the wind is very strong. Even standing on the leeward riverbank, it is still cold to the cold wind from the river.

I hurried to the construction site of Zhongjing microchip and stayed at the site for lunch. After dinner, Wang Weijun and Yao Wensheng returned to the district. Zhang Ke and Chen Jing took a detour to Xiaojiang bridge to return to Dongda. I thought the traffic situation would be better at noon. Unexpectedly, the car was blocked as soon as it got on the approach bridge.

Press the window probe to look outside. The horn on the bridge deck sounded. I didn't know what happened before the traffic jam. Zhang Ke held his back head in his hand and said to Chen Jing, "why don't we go across the bridge and take the bus back to Xuefu lane?"

Chen Jing smiled and said, "I haven't had a chance to walk the Xiaojiang bridge yet..." of course, she doesn't mind getting alone with Zhang Ke. She got out of the car with Zhang Ke, left Ma Hailong alone in the car, walked to the sidewalk and walked leisurely to the South Bank of the river.

There is no shelter on the bridge deck. The west wind is cold and raging. Most pedestrians walking across the bridge cross the bridge sideways and walk with the wind on their backs. Chen Jing leaned to her side. Her hair was blown disorderly and wrapped around her face. Her beautiful red lips were wrapped around her green, black and shiny hair. It was bright and attractive. Zhang Ke looked distracted and tripped over the bolt head on the bridge deck. Chen Jing responded quickly. She stretched out her hand to hold Zhang Ke and didn't make him fall and make a fool of himself, but she couldn't help laughing. Her hand covered her lips. The eyes were charming and amorous.

Zhang Ke smiled awkwardly, made excuses for himself and said, "the bridge deck has not been repaired for a long time. Who knows that there will be bolt heads on the sidewalk?" seeing Chen Jing still laughing, he said, "You evil spirits, you should wear masks when you go out..."

"Why don't you say you should dig out your eyes, but you want us to go to the street with masks," Chen Jing said with a smile. "It's more appropriate to disfigure us all." he stretched out his hand to lift the hair covered in his eyes, but as soon as he put his hand, the hair was tangled in his face by the wind. His hand reached behind his head and grabbed his hair and walked side by side with Zhang Ke.

"Your hands are not cold?" Zhang que asked Chen Jing.

"Do you have a rope or something for me to tie up my hair?" Chen Jing asked. It's six or seven degrees below zero. When your hands are exposed outside, it's very cold and painful. You're worried about frostbite. You really don't know the cold outside by car. You have to suffer at this time.

"I'll help you," Zhang Ke went behind Chen Jing, tied her long hair into a bunch and stuffed it into the collar of her cashmere coat so that it wouldn't be disturbed by the wind. "Is that all right?"

Let Zhang Ke stuff her hair into her collar. Chen Jing straightened the bangs in front of her forehead and said, "my back feels messy. My hands can't reach it. You can straighten it for me..." when she said this, Chen Jing didn't feel anything. When Zhang Ke's hand reached into the hem of her coat to help her trim her hair, she felt the occasional touch of her warm hands across the thin cashmere sweater, Only then did I know that such actions were too close, and my shoulders and backs were stiff there. At that moment, my heart was floating. The whole body is hot. Fortunately, Zhang Ke is on the back of her face. Chen Jing can only breathe quietly to calm her mind. Don't show the abnormality to the little man behind her, otherwise she will lose her face.

"OK..." Zhang Ke took out his hand and straightened the back shoulder of Chen Jing's coat. His rich black and bright long hair was close to his head. Chen Jing's head shape was very beautiful. "Now don't be afraid to mess your hair with the wind."

Chen Jing should be careful that she will trip over the bolt head that may be suddenly supported on the sidewalk. In a panic, she puts her hand in her pocket and walks side by side with Zhang Ke across the river. In the middle of the bridge, two trucks scraped and hung, occupying the whole bridge deck. A group of people surrounded there. The traffic police haven't come yet. The drivers of the two trucks seem to have just moved their hands. At this time, they cross their waist and scold each other. Zhang Ke and Chen Jing looked out of the crowd for a while. They didn't see that they meant to do it again, so they continued to move forward.

Standing in front of the bus stop of Daqiao South Road, waiting for a taxi, a No. 318 bus bound for Yangui mountain came first. Chen Jing said to Zhang Ke, "let's go back by bus?"

When Zhang Ke and Chen Jing got on the bus, they remembered that No. 318 left Donghua gate and turned south. They drove from Yangui South Road to Yangui mountain park without passing Xuefu lane. The driver of the No. 318 bus fleet is the craziest among all bus drivers in Jianye. The so-called racing parties in Hong Kong are afraid to be eclipsed in front of the No. 318 bus driver. Zhang Ke saw with his own eyes that when the driver braked hard, a passenger sitting in the last row jumped on the hood in front of the car.

Zhang Ke told Chen Jing about it and asked her to grasp the handrail with both hands: "if you think it's too cold to grasp the handrail, you can hug my waist..."

"You are so easy to cheat when I am a little girl." Chen Jing also wants to cuddle with Zhang Ke's waist and stand, but she can't give such a simple reason to tempt. Seeing Zhang Ke's solemn hands clutching the handrail, she giggled and shook her head to express her disbelief. She doesn't believe how many times Zhang Ke has taken the bus in Jianye. She reached out and touched the iron handrail. It was icy and bitter cold. She stretched out two fingers on it and wouldn't really hug Zhang Ke's waist. She couldn't help believing the madness of bus No. 318. Just as she shook her head, the driver suddenly turned to overtake in order to grab the forward platform of a bus No. 318 in front. Zhang Ke had the feeling of throwing up because of the great inertia. Chen Jing only had time to grasp Zhang Ke's arm and didn't get rid of the other side of the car. The car screamed repeatedly. Chen Jing hasn't come to stand still. When she exceeds the bus in front, the driver suddenly turns the steering wheel in the opposite direction and cuts to the front. This makes Chen Jing hit Zhang Ke's arms and hold his waist tightly before he can stand.

Wearing high-heeled boots, Chen Jing is only a little shorter than Zhang Ke. She looks at Zhang Ke's straight and well-defined nose like marble carving, but she doesn't dare to lift her eyes. If her eyes are right, her mind will be messy and at a loss. She feels Zhang Ke's warm nose fluttering on her nose wings and lips, and her heart becomes more and more confused, Some are reluctant to release their hands to grab the handrail.

Fortunately, the driver helped her make a choice. The bus driver in the back was very upset when he saw that he was overtaking. He stepped up the accelerator to overtake. The driver even said hello in front: "everyone hold on to the handrail. The front stop doesn't stop. Let's go over the dog's day first." he ignored the complaints of someone in the carriage. Two No. 318 buses were racing after each other on Daqiao South Road.

This is the No. 318 bus in Jianye city in 1997, which can make a film crazy bus.

The strong and heavy passengers are better. The thin girls can be thrown up when overtaking, and the screams in the carriage rise and fall one after another.

Chen Jing didn't hug Zhang Ke's waist. She loosened one hand to grasp the handrail and the other hand to grasp Zhang Ke's arm. Zhang Ke also loosened one hand to hold Chen Jing's arm. Chen Jing said, "it's crazy. It seems that she needs to borrow your hand... Ah!" without saying anything, the bus slammed the steering wheel in the opposite direction, and her whole body jumped into Zhang Ke's arms again.

"You don't have to go to the amusement park. It's not so exciting to go to the amusement park..." Zhang Ke held Chen Jing's waist tightly and helped her stand well. It really takes two people to work together to stand firm in the car. Smelling the quiet fragrance from Chen Jing's hair, he looked at Chen Jing's charming face, which was agitated and red by the sudden situation.

The change of the bus direction produces great force. Chen Jing should pull Zhang Ke into her arms, or let her jump into Zhang Ke's arms. Although the time is very short each time, their bodies are close together in such a short time. Chen Jing has no mind to complain about the crazy bus driver.

I had planned to get off at Donghua gate. Unfortunately, the driver didn't take the initiative to stop when crossing Donghua gate for his own racing pleasure. Chen Jing thought that she could take it forever. When she got to the terminal at the south foot of Yangui mountain, she had to get off, and there was no excuse to continue holding Zhang Ke's arm.

"How do you feel?" Zhang Ke looked at Chen Jing, who was panting and hot, "The city piloted bus No. 318 and let the bus drivers contract. That's why this happened. Now we contract everything. We think that contracting is a panacea. We all forget that the city's public transport should belong to the field of public services. Citizens should pay taxes, pay imperial food and enjoy this stimulation! Alas..."

Chen Jing smiled. She didn't want to discuss these livelihood issues with Zhang Ke at this time. If she could find an excuse, she was willing to take the same 318 road back with Zhang Ke. The feeling of being forced to hold together was diffused among the conjectures. Even if she couldn't enjoy it any more, she didn't want the feeling to disappear soon.

Back to Xuefu lane, you still take a bus, but you 1 bus from the south foot of Yangui mountain is a tourist bus in the city. The driver's temper is very mild, and there are not many people in the carriage. There are seats. When you get off at the station in front of Xuefu Lane, Chen Jing hesitated for a while before saying to Zhang Ke, "are you free in the evening? You always want to give me a chance to invite you to dinner?"

{thank you for your support. Your support is our greatest motivation}