Chapter 1:

It was late autumn in Beicheng in mid-October. After a cool rain at night, the suburbs of the city were full of leaves and branches.
At two o'clock in the morning, the Xinglin Bay toll station far away from the city center was deserted and there were no vehicles. Looking out from the toll booth, all you can see is straight roads, square signs, gloomy slopes hidden in gray and black, and dim yellow street lights without flashing.
As a light, how can it not flash? Xu Qiao thought, sitting in the toll booth.
Looking at these cold dead objects, her eyes gradually lost focus, and the scene in front of her suddenly changed, becoming the radiant Yujinfang in the city.
The Yujinfang at this point has just woken up. The neon lights at the three forks are flashing, the lights feasting, and the main street is full of people and the flow is endless.
The pungent exhaust quickly pulled Xu Qiao back to reality.
She sighed, closed the driveway, and stomped towards the rest area. She went to the bathroom and was stopped by a girl who wore a suit and uniform like her and had long hair.
"Xu Qiao, you have gone to the toilet several times this night, be careful and scolded again!" Shi Hua was trembling by the wind, hugging her chest to greet her.
Xu Qiao is not afraid of freezing, and carelessly passes by: "Cats and dogs can realize the freedom of excretion, so don't people have three urgency?"
"Hey, are you in a bad mood?" Shi Hua turned her head and chased after her, seeing her stern face, guessing by herself, "Feng Sasa asked you to replace this night shift, right? I said you are too bullied. , She, just relying on the wealth of the family to squeeze us newcomers out every day!"
"Have money at home?" Xu Qiao stopped in front of the female guard.
"Yeah, didn't you see her driving to work every day? I heard that her family is a big business, and she came here as a toll collector just to experience life."
"Then she is so miserable." Xu Qiao's eyes showed a sadness of "the same person who fell from the sky", and she was about to push the compartment door, and her fingertips paused suddenly when she saw a little greasy reflection on it.
She closed her eyes and turned away.
"Aren't you three anxious?" Shi Wei followed her and noticed the unconquered disgust on her face, "Oh, the toilet here is a bit shabby."
Is it not just the toilet? Xu Qiao hately kicked the shoulder of the road with a "hiss" of pain, and stomped in place irritably, and took two steps patiently, the heel of the shoe was crapped by the gap of the gutter cover.
She looked down at these simple and old-fashioned square-toed black leather shoes, and suddenly squatted down to cover her face, tears streaming down her fingers without warning.
"Does Wei hurt?" Shi Wei squatted down.
"What kind of place is this..." Xu Qiao whimpered indifferently, "I don't want to stay here anymore, I want to go home..."
Oh, it turned out to be aggrieved crying.
No wonder Shi Weixin said. Toll collectors are really hard to do. They stay in a cage of less than two square meters all day long. They turn upside down every three days and nights. They are in the service industry, and no matter how sleepy they are, they have to smirk under the dark circles.
Shi Hua remembered that Xu Qiao was asked to retrain the "Eight Teeth Smile" with chopsticks on the first day when he came here. After finally passing, he just returned to work, and because of the slow meal, he missed the shift and was punished. paragraph.
On another occasion, Xu Qiao impatiently smashed a driver who asked her for directions. Of course, he talked back and complained about the crematorium. Finally, the team leader pressed the back of his head to apologize to others.
Xu Qiao burst into tears, and just spit out about this: "The first-rate turtle man with Harazi touched my hand when he handed the pass card. Where did his face ask me how to take the path in my heart? Of course I told him that he has the ability to find it. went!"
"This is indeed the driver's arrogance, the monitor is still reasonable, and later he won't comfort you by saying that he will give you a grievance service award at the end of the month!"
This so-called grievance service award is a subsidy of one hundred yuan to soothe the hearts of the people.
Xu Qiao raised her head in tears, looking even more sad: "Is my grievance only worth a hundred dollars?"
The appearance of this pear flower with rain is more mournful than the autumn rain that just fell. For example, a girl like Shihua would sigh with pity, and I can't wait to take out all the money in her body to coax her.
Unfortunately, Shi Hua had no money.
So half a minute later, she washed Xu Qiao, who was crying into wilted cabbage, in the bathroom.
Seeing the person in front of him who was so delicate that he couldn't even lift a finger, Shi Wei sighed: "I think Feng Sa Sa's boasting, he doesn't look like a rich man anymore, I really want to say it's you..."
Xu Qiao's reaction was a little slow at the moment, and the red eyes of Shui Xing blinked suspiciously twice.
"I mean, you are more like the kind of white, rich and beautiful who come to appreciate people's lives and sufferings!"
Look at these ten-fingered hands!
Take a look at this skin that can be broken by blows after removing the makeup without makeup!
Take a look at the extravagant anger all over your body when being served!
"Then you are quite discerning." Xu Qiao smiled and took out the phone from his pocket, "You go back first, I'll make a call."
"Why are you secretly carrying your phone while on duty?"
"You said it was secretly."
Xu Qiao poked the phone screen inadvertently, and the circle of colored diamonds set on the edge of the fuselage radiated so brightly that Shi Hua suddenly had an immature idea: it shouldn’t be so arrogant. Really drill...
After Shi Hua left the washstand, Xu Qiao's phone was connected.
A strange male voice came from the receiver: "Miss Xu?"
"Who are you, where is my dad?"
"Mr. Xu is not very convenient to answer your call now."
"Then tell him that his daughter was hit by a car at the toll booth and turned into a vegetable."
"Miss Xu..."
The other party was embarrassed and wanted to say something, and the phone fell into the master's hands: "You girl, there is no auspicious words in your mouth! If you don't go to work, what's wrong?"
"Dad, just tell me, as long as I am reunited with that surname Cheng, you won't force me to charge here?"
Xu Qiao thought and thought about it. The reason why she annoyed her dad, from counting the diamonds and getting dazzled, to living in this place where there are no eggs to serve the people, must be because a while ago, she offended her dad’s hard work to recommend her a blind date. Object.
Mr. Cheng, who came from a wealthy family, broke up with her after just a week.
Although the other party did not explain the reason, Xu Qiao felt that the origin of this tragedy should be that he invited her to spend a good night at the astronomical castle hotel, but she inexplicably called eight ingenious girls to do it for her. SPA all night.
Alas, why are these men born with golden spoons so poorly able to withstand stress?
"If you can really marry Cheng Cheng, I won't worry about your future!"
"Meaning you agreed?"
Father Xu didn't say a word for a few seconds, as if by default.
Xu Qiao said insultingly, "Okay", and after finishing the call, she hurriedly found the number one person in the WeChat address book with the remarks "eyes but no bead playing cards but not humiliating".
But after entering a word "cheng" in the chat box, it stopped again.
What is Cheng?
Xu Qiao omitted the title, and went straight to the point: "I want to get back together."
"You will pick me up at Xinglin Bay in five hours."
"Don't be late."
When she was done, she put away her phone and returned to the toll booth to wait for the dawn of victory.
No longer need to be threatened by his father to "empty your cloakroom after losing this job", Xu Qiao snorted coldly at the 360-degree camera without dead ends above her head.
After humming and falling down--but asking for peace with a man who dumped himself, how much more honorable than being scolded here?
Suddenly Xu Qiao regretted that her hand was too fast. She glanced at the chat box that hadn't received a reply, and had missed the golden two minutes to withdraw the message.
She lifted her cheek in resignation.
After crying for a long time, the sleepiness quickly came. Xu Qiao sighed and held his index finger and thumb on the eyelid. Five minutes later, the upper eyelid and the lower eyelid were still going to the teacher.
It was the moment when the doze was hitting the chicks pecking rice, a gentle male voice rang out the window: "Hello?"
Xu Qiao opened her eyes in a spirit, and saw a blue and black Pagani parked in front of the toll booth.
The male car owner who said "hello" was holding the steering wheel with one hand and hanging out of the car window with the other hand, holding a pass card between his fingers.
"I can't bear to call you when you sleep so soundly," he laughed, his slender eyes curled out a curve of affection, "but I'm really in a hurry to pass the station, sorry."
Xu Qiao's gaze slowly flicked over the man's white Windsor collar shirt and pure gray flannel suit waistcoat, as well as the pair of narrow-frame gold-rimmed glasses, and quickly blinked twice.
Unexpectedly, on the last night before resignation, I could run into such a tasteful driver in this ghost place.
More importantly, people are not only empathetic, they also look good.
Look, good-looking people are polite, and some crooked people are always sexually harassing people!
Touched and suffocated again, Xu Qiao's nose was sour, and his sullen eyes burst into tears again.
Cheng Lang was full of apologies for his "guilt and sin": "Blame me..." Turning around, he took out a navy blue pocket square from the glove box and handed it to her.
Xu Qiao took the pocket square, wiped the corners of her eyes that did not overflow with tears, whispered "Thank you", adjusted her mood, and recite the service term: "Hello, please show your pass card."
This is as if the tone of recitation of the epic masterpiece "I Love My Motherland" was unprecedented in Xu Qiao's short fee-paying career.
Cheng Lang smiled deeper, and handed the pass card and a red paper banknote to her hand.
Xu Qiao worked hard and knocked on the keyboard, opened the ticket, changed the change, raised the pole, and finally handed the pocket square out of the window: "I wish you a safe journey, goodbye..."
"Keep it," he raised his hand to a virtual block, and stepped on the accelerator, "Don't cry."
Xu Qiao was dizzy by the noise of the engine. She leaned over the window and looked at Pagani's back from the dust. She pressed the rampage Chunxin and took a deep breath.
The 30 million exhaust gas is sweet.
The shock from her pocket pulled her headless Six Gods back in half.
She took out her mobile phone unscrupulously, and saw a WeChat message from "Playing cards with eyes and no bead, but not humiliating": "Who are you?"
Xu Qiao was taken aback, sober, just about to blow his hair, suddenly thought of something, and glanced at the pocket square at hand.
GUCCI's new year's silk model, with two hundred and four red hearts prints, is unparalleled and has a very strong hint.
Without blinking, she blacked out the ignorant ex-boyfriend in her phone, and then sent a text message to Dad Xu: "Don’t need that surname Cheng. Wait until I find a more wealthy and wealthy old man. Son-in-law:)」
The author has something to say: · This time I will tell you a story about the heroine's perspective-"You and I have no chance, I have no money", and the male actor's perspective-"You are not the type I like, but mine is reasonable. My body doesn’t tell me the story.