Chapter 4

Name:Silver Overlord Author:Drunk Tiger
Sitting in Rolls Royce's luxury car, Yan Liqiang looked at the scenery flowing outside the car with strange eyes. Neither the driver nor the beautiful female secretary beside him spoke.

A luxury car is a luxury car.

Many times along the way, the driver didn't even sound the horn. After discovering the car, the cars on both sides of the lane deliberately kept a little distance from the car. As for the traffic lights, no car would plug in the traffic jam. For fear of any scratch with the car, it would be a tragedy.

These millions of luxury cars make those who want to touch porcelain look daunted, not to mention ordinary cars.

Thinking of the situation that he was honked by those cars riding an electric car on weekdays, Yan Liqiang confirmed one thing again. In this world, money is good!

In 20 minutes, Rolls Royce has left baichi Lane far away and is about to embark on the Urban Expressway

Yan Liqiang has been waiting. He knows that the woman will call.

In the quiet carriage, I suddenly remembered the legendary song of Phoenix.

"The boundless horizon is my love. The flowers are blooming at the foot of the continuous green mountains. What kind of rhythm is the most swinging and what kind of song is the most happy..."

Yan Liqiang took out his Huawei mobile phone. The screen of the mobile phone was beating, showing the call of "wife adult"

"Wife adult" is Lu Jiaying. The business card of the contact saved by the mobile phone has not been modified in time

The call was entirely in Yan Liqiang's expectation.

He took a deep breath and handed the phone to the beautiful female secretary beside him.

The beautiful female secretary nodded, took the mobile phone handed over by Yan Liqiang and pressed hands-free.

Lu Jiaying sobbed on the phone, "Li Qiang, why did you lie to me and hide these things from me? We've been together for several years. Is it not good enough for me? I'm wrong. I'm just an ordinary little woman..."

The beautiful female secretary looked at Yan Liqiang and nodded. Then the female secretary spoke in English.

Lu Jiaying graduated from the College of foreign languages. She has been working in a small foreign trade company in this city for many years. There is no problem understanding a little English.

"Hello, Miss Lu Jiaying. I'm Claudia, the young master's personal life assistant. I'm responsible for dealing with the trivial affairs of the young master's life. What can you say to me..."

The sob on the phone stopped suddenly. It seemed that the woman didn't expect that the woman named Claudia would answer the phone.

"Ah... Li Qiang... I want to talk to him..."

At this time, Lu Jiaying speaks English fluently.

The beautiful female secretary said solemnly, "you wasted too much time and disappointed the young master. The young master thought you would be the true love he found after returning home, but the final result has proved that you are not. Therefore, Miss Lu, please don't waste our young master's time. Our young master's time is very precious and doesn't want to waste it in a worthless place, If you feel that you have been hurt and need compensation, please take legal measures to solve it. Our international lawyers will be waiting at any time! "

"Please let Li Qiang talk to me on the phone. I was wrong... I..."

Seeing Yan Liqiang nodded, Claudia hung up the phone and handed her mobile phone to Yan Liqiang.

Yan Liqiang took the mobile phone, directly deleted the contact, then turned off the mobile phone, and finally leaned weakly on the armchair, his chest fluctuated, and his heart was torn.

Rolls Royce got off the expressway and stopped directly on the street not far from the high-speed railway station.

The high-speed railway station here is located in the suburb of the new city. It was just repaired last year. Except that there are more people coming and going at the high-speed railway station, other places are very quiet.

"Next time if there is such a business, remember to find me, thank you, boss..." the blonde smiled and said in Chinese. Before getting off the bus, she took the initiative to kiss Yan Liqiang's face, then took off her eyes, scattered her coiled hair, put it on her shoulders, got off the door, took a suitcase from the trunk and put on a windbreaker, He walked towards the high-speed railway station.

The driver took a look at Yan Liqiang in the rearview mirror, continued to start the car and drove the car into the traffic flow.

"Young man, good. You are a tough character. You will be able to do great things in the future..." the driver in Armani, who has been silent on the road, finally said the first sentence at this time, which seems to be a compliment.

Yan Liqiang barely smiled and didn't speak.

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Half an hour later, Rolls Royce stopped at an intersection in the old city. The roadside here is full of willows. Go further from here, it is the national highway, and not far from here, there are several universities. Standing here, you can see the lights from the distant School Park.

The roads here are quiet, there are few vehicles and there is no monitoring.

Yan Liqiang got out of the car.

The driver in Armani also got out of the car, took down the front and rear license plates of Rolls Royce at the fastest speed, put on another license plate, and then got on the car directly. In the blink of an eye, he drove on the national highway and disappeared in Yan Liqiang's eyes.

Yan Li stood in the light of the roadside, like a petrified statue. He stood there for five minutes before reaching out, taking out a pack of cigarettes from his clothes and lighting them for himself.

The dim light, the smoke, a lonely man with a bit of cruel smell, such a scene made several people who passed by him on their bicycles cautious. For fear of being robbed, they pedaled their bicycles very fast.

Cigarette butts on the ground became more and more one by one.

Today's scene is very much like the bridge in the film. Yes, all this was directed by Yan Liqiang himself.

He had guessed that Lu Jiaying came to see him today to break up with him. Since the past two months, Lu Jiaying's phone has become more and more difficult to get through. Even if she gets through, she will hang up after saying a few words. In the back, Lu Jiaying even didn't answer his phone with various excuses, and the two people met less and less time. At that time, He had a hunch that Lu Jiaying had a problem. Finally, when he went to see a customer a few days ago, he saw Lu Jiaying coming out of the Hilton Hotel with the BMW man's hand, and then he understood everything.

After asking a friend of Lu Jiaying's company, Yan Liqiang knew everything. The BMW man was a bullshit director who had just joined Lu Jiaying's company. The family conditions were good and might look like millions. On the first day of driving a BMW to work, he saw Lu Jiaying beautiful and pursued Lu Jiaying, Lu Jiaying soon fell into the man's pursuit. The two hit it off and soon got together.

This is an era of fickleness. Sometimes a person's betrayal is so easy.

Yan Liqiang used to think that Lu Jiaying was not such a person, but when things fell on him, he knew that he was still broken after all.

At this meeting today, Yan Liqiang has guessed what Lu Jiaying wants to say to herself.

The foreign beauty named Claudia, dressed like the female secretary of iron man, is an international student invited by him from mordu.

Claudia is an Englishman and is about to return home. Originally, she worked in a bar in mordu at night and earned hundreds of yuan every day. Yan Liqiang gave her 4000 yuan, more than she earned in a week. Knowing that she was allowed to play such a role, Claudia happily accepted the job.

Rolls Royce is rented from the car rental company in Mordor. It has a cross market service of 15000 a day.

The rented Rolls Royce license plate was a flaw. Yan Liqiang gave the driver's brother 6000 separately and asked the driver's brother to temporarily change a license plate.

There are few rolls Royces in this city. In addition, it takes only a few hours to change the license plate at night. Under Yan Liqiang's money offensive, the driver brother who got extra money also agreed.

There aren't many lines. I've practiced in advance. In just a few words, there's no flaw. Armani is the driver's brother's overalls.

After spending more than 20000 yuan, Yan Liqiang finally realized the "counter attack" tonight and gave his ex girlfriend and the BMW man an unforgettable memory of his life.

More than 20000 yuan is not a small amount for Yan Liqiang. With his current job, it is completely equivalent to his salary for several months.

Is it worth it?

For others, it may not be worth it, but for Yan Liqiang, he thinks it's worth it.

Stephen Chow has a line in Shaolin football - if you don't have a dream, what's the difference with salted fish?

After watching Shaolin football, this sentence has been lingering in Yan Liqiang's mind. For Yan Liqiang, he feels that for ordinary people like him, dreams are too empty, too ethereal, too literary, or pretend to be real and grounded, which is deeply recognized and loved by the broad masses of the people.

Therefore, his life motto that inspires him to make continuous efforts is - what's the difference between being a man and a salted fish if he doesn't pretend to be forced?

If you pretend to be style, style and level, the realm and significance of life will come out. For example, boss Wang first made a small goal of earning 100 million. For example, boss Ma said he had never touched money, and so on. It can be said that the history of the development of human society is a history of disguised coercion.

The lowest level of pretending is just a vulgar display, while the highest level of pretending is a sacred ceremony, which is the level of pretending.

Everything today is perfect.

If he doesn't pretend to be forced today, the result now is completely different. He is no different from salted fish.

He is not a salted fish, so he has to pretend today. In terms of effect, he can give 95 points for the forced today.

When the ninth cigarette end landed, Yan Liqiang pinched the empty cigarette shell into a ball and threw it on the ground.

"Fuck..."

The word that came out of his mouth was low and hoarse, just like the roar of an injured wolf. It was also this word that allowed Yan Liqiang to vent all his anger and depression.

Yan Liqiang breathed out a long breath again and felt that the depression in his heart had been reduced a lot. Thinking of the scene he directed today, it was completely a modern version of happiness, gratitude and hatred. Yan Liqiang smiled, first with a smile, then with a laugh. A person leaned forward and backward under the street lamp and smiled with tears, just like a neuropathy.

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