Chapter 163: Be brave Japanese car, become a great back pot man!

Chapter 163 The brave Japanese car, become a great back pot man!
Elgar, "The tribute of love."
The warm and vibrating violin sounded and came to the part of Fang Jiping's solo. This is the last day of the exercise, followed by the official performance at the banquet.
Fang often listened with Fang Jiping's performance quite satisfactorily - he knew more than anyone else about the son's efforts in the violin over the years.
After the end of the song, a soft applause sounded suddenly. As usual, Fang sees it as a man who meets his age and smiles with his face.
Fang Jiping also put down the instrument on hand and walked to the front of the two. He nodded as usual, only to look at the other man, slightly restrained: "Hey, you are here too."
"Let's relax." The man smiled. "Mr. Zhang's birthday banquet also asks for your grandfather. But others are still abroad, and it is estimated that they will not come back, so let me attend. I looked at the banquet program and know. Have your performance, so come and see your rehearsal."
As usual, Fang suddenly said: "Dad, is he still abroad? How is his recent body?"
This man surnamed Wu, called Wu Qiubin, family shipping business. At this time, he heard the usual questioning, slightly cold and cold: "Recently, it is just a little faulty."
"We must pay more attention to rest." Fang Ruchang smiled and said: "Right, I met an old Chinese doctor some time ago. I want to introduce it to my father..."
"Let's talk about it." Wu Qiubin arbitrarily responded, grabbed Fang Jiping's hand and smiled: "Come, let's talk, I haven't seen you for almost a year, how are you doing?"
The orchestra naturally has more than just Fang Jiping and Fang Ruchang, but seeing such a scene... Other members naturally say nothing, even deliberately as if they did not see it.
The party commander was born in poverty. When he was young, he seemed to love the Miss Wu’s lady. Then the young conductor ran away with Miss Qianjin. I have heard that in a few years, the Miss Wu of the Wu family died of illness, leaving Fang and Fang Jiping two fathers and sons.
Perhaps because of guilt, Wu Jiacai re-admitted the party as usual... Of course, the discerning person can see that the acceptance is probably only the post of Miss Wu.
Later, with the secret support of Wu Jia, Fang Ruchang also got a lot of opportunities, and now he is also a well-known conductor.
It should be said that it is an example of the father's expensive.
Aside, Wu Qiubin patted Fang Jiping's palm and whispered: "Is it late?"
Fang Jiping's gaze was aimed at Fang Ruchang. At this time, looking at Wu Qiubin, he still kept his mind: "Everything is fine."
Wu Qiubin suddenly said: "Don't care about your father, you are the children of our family. I heard that you are going abroad to participate in the competition, right?"
"Well, I am preparing now." Fang Jiping whispered.
"Your grandfather's mouth is hard, but his heart is soft." Wu Qiubin and Yan said: "You try harder in this competition. If you take a good position, you can plug some people's mouths. You can rest assured that my sister is a son, I don't. It will make you suffer."
Fang Jiping suddenly did not dare to look directly at Wu Qiubin's gaze, and he looked like a nod. "I know."
Wu Qiubin smiled at this moment and looked at Fang Jiping's eyes. He said: "Your eyes are really like your mother."
Fang Jiping couldn't help but smile and thought: This is probably the reason why his father is as usual, and he is willing to buy him back.
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When I went home at night, the party sitting on the co-pilot suddenly said: "Today, what did you say to you?"
Fang Jiping did not look at the party as usual, carefully holding the steering wheel, just as he carefully held his own life. He whispered: "Nothing, just talk to me about home."
"Isn't you mentioning me?" Fang as usual often looked out the window, but there was a taste of questioning.
"No." Fang Jiping shook his head.
The two were silent for a lot of time, and when they were about to return to the high-level community, they often looked at the lights in front of the windshield. They said: "Look at this place, these are the things that successful people should have." ""
He pointed to Fang Jiping, "These things are not easy to get, you have to cherish."
Fang Jiping nodded and did not continue to talk about it... The lights in the front area are far from the beauty of the city, but it is something that more people long for.
When I was about to return to the living duplex villa, the slowly moving cars suddenly stopped.
Fang Ruyi said: "What happened?"
Fang Jiping is also wondering: "I don't know, suddenly there is a misfiring, I will get off the bus."
Fang Jiping quickly got out of the car, opened the lid of the front of the car, and suddenly a thick smoke came out. Fang Jiping, who was hit by smoke, coughed twice.
He dialed the smoke in front of him and turned his head to breathe the fresh air, but at this time he saw a figure not far away.
Fang Jiping stunned and looked at the back of the picture and hurriedly left, trying to make a sound... but he couldn’t make a sound at once.
As usual, the party came out from the window probe and looked at Fang Jiping: "What did you see?"
"No...nothing, it should be just a worker in the community." Fang Jiping snorted and quickly said: "It’s strange, this car was bought back last month, and it’s so fast that it’s so fast, now the quality of things is really have some problem."
"Is it..." Fang opened the door as usual and walked out. "There is no way to go. The car puts this, call the property tube and let them handle it."
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Before the security guard arrived, there was a person in front of the broken car.
Luo Qiu reached out and gently patted the headlight of the car and shouted: "I'm sorry, let you carry a poor quality pot."
But it is the Nissan car... How many pots can be backed up.
Luo Qiu glanced at the house that had been lit up not far away, and the figure staring silently under the tree outside the house. He said to himself: "Go here today."
He slowly receded and his figure gradually disappeared into the shadows.
When Luo Qiu returned to the club, he looked at the time and had already passed the dinner. The quiet maid, like the statue of the maid, suddenly stood up in a spiritual manner.
"Master, do you need to eat?"
Luo Qiudao: "Is dinner done?"
"Just as long as it's hot." Miss Maid has some pity: "Today, I picked some wild bracken, and I don't think I can eat it anymore."
It is natural to say that it is impossible to eat. It is only that the night is very demanding for the food given to the owner. Anything that is not fresh will be disgusted.
Luo Qiu looked at the time and smiled and said: "It's okay, you pack it, I went home and got it hot. Since it was taken out by hand, it wasted."
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"have you eaten?"
"Not yet... starved to death, I am planning to buy something outside."
Downstairs, Luo Qiu gave a call to Zi Ling – because he did not see his home lighting upstairs.
"No, I got some food, you come back."
"I love you too much! Baby!" came the voice of Ren Jia's deputy editor. "At present! Ren Ziling is sprinting toward the warm home at a speed of one hundred and three times! Feeding... Don't hang it. !!by!!"
Silently pity, Uncle Ma’s boss, who asked the woman to handle the speeding ticket this month, smiled casually and closed the phone.
At this time, on the side of the road downstairs in the living building, I suddenly saw a woman sitting on the travel tow box.
Foreign women... about thirty years old?
Luo Qiu couldn't see the other person's appearance at once, but the foreign woman took off her shoes at this time and was licking her own heel.
The foreign woman suddenly raised her head. It seems that she saw someone passing by. She used the less-skilled Mandarin: "This gentleman, I just moved here today, accidentally sprained, can you help me up?"

Luo Qiu looked at the building pointed by the foreign woman's finger... Well, it was actually the same building.
"...a few floors?"
"Twelve floors."
Um... I am upstairs.
(End of this chapter)