Transformation?

Lao Diao was a little surprised. Hearing Gao Leng's words, besides the driver and reporter, he has greater potential?

Gao Leng nodded affirmatively: "Specifically, I won't be able to say it clearly for a while, let's take your time. In these recent days, you should bring the street out as soon as possible. By the way, I have to arrange a job for you."

"What, you said." When Lao Diao heard that he had a job, his waist straightened.

"You go to the general food warehouse of Kenbihan Enterprise and the general warehouse of Caesars Enterprise, find a few informants, the position can be high or low, low, transporter, high, you try, I want to enter here Inside the warehouses of the two companies." Gao Leng said.

Lao Diao quickly got up, took the pen and paper on the table and wrote down. Caesars? He has heard of it for the first time.

"Caesars company's introduction information, Xiaodan has a Chinese version, and their website is in pure English, so you have certain difficulties to understand. Moreover, the two companies have large warehouses and very strict management. It is estimated that arranging high-level informants will be very difficult. You should target the workers who deliver the goods."

Gao Leng briefly introduced the relationship and requirements between Caesars and Kambihan, all of which were written down on the paper.

To put it bluntly, if Caesars really sells sick and dead zombie meat to Ken Bihan, it must be delivered by delivery workers. If the middle and high-level managers are not able to make a breakthrough, it is easier for the workers to enter the interior.

High cold, to take pictures of sick and dead meat entering the warehouse.

After some communication, the two were also sleepy, and it was a good night's dream that they were tired.

Early in the morning, Gao Leng returned to his room to sort out the information. The fat man still slept like a dead pig, but the old hanging yelled at the street.

"Let's go, this is the end of their interview today. We have nothing to do, go to train." The old crane said, Gao Leng told him to take it out of the street as soon as possible. He was unambiguous and started to act early in the morning.

Pushing the street didn't say anything, just slurped his mouth, it seemed quite worrying, but he still listened to the old man, and quickly got up to wash, and the two went to the garage.

The road conditions near the hotel are very good, but it is not suitable to practice driving with the driver. Driving with the camera is not the same as driving in normal times. You have to follow the camera not too close. In order to prevent the camera from following the camera, the celebrities often walk on complicated roads and turn left and right. The abductee is still very knowledgeable if he is not found or lost.

Lao Diao commanded the street and drove the car into the downtown area.

"Follow the taxi in front." Old Diao pointed to the taxi in front of him, and ordered.

The skills of taxi drivers are often very good, and most of the domestic taxis are overtaking madmen. With this kind of car, it is very training.

"No, right? You got too close, so you'll be spotted at once."

"No, it's too far, you see the traffic lights ahead, you are so far from his car, he left with a green light, what should I do when you reach a red light?"

"No, when there is a truck, you can't follow the truck, which affects your vision and is easy to follow."

For two full hours, at least a dozen different cars were followed in the street, and the old crane had been in command very sternly.

"Push the street, what's the matter with you today? Is there anything to worry about? Being so absent, it's very important for the follower driver to follow the photo. If the follower is lost, what do you want the reporter to take? Use snacks." The car stopped. On the side of the road, the two sat by the side of the road to rest. Lao Hao obviously found that the mood was wrong today, and there was a trace of criticism in his words.

Pujie is the apprentice he brought out. He understands his abilities, and his performance today is indeed not very good.

He rushed to the street and took a sip of Sprite, gritted his teeth and wanted to say something, after all, he didn't say anything, just sighed quietly.

"Have you encountered something difficult? Tell your brother that he can't help, Gao Leng may be able to help." Seeing him like this, the old man couldn't help but soften his voice.

"Master, why do you trust Gao Leng so much?" Unexpectedly, he rushed to the street and asked this question.

Old Hanging glanced at him strangely: "What's the matter?"

"I heard your conversation last night. I think you were sold, Master, and you also helped with the money." Pujie turned his head aside in dissatisfaction and said angrily.

It seems that this is what he has been worrying about today.

"Gao Leng said you would believe in reusing you? You are not a driver or a reporter. What do you want to do? You are still transitioning. I think he just doesn't want to reuse you. You work so hard. Go and take pictures of Lin Zhi. I think you took the photos on the list very well. The photos they selected look the same as the photos you finally selected. "Pushing on the street is very dissatisfied, and the voice is getting louder and louder.

The old man looked in his eyes, but didn't stop it, just took a sip of the beer in his hand and smiled faintly.

"The job arranged for you, to put it bluntly, is to bring me out, and then go to the company to find a few low-level workers to establish contact, this is what he said is the transformation? I think he is just talking about the excitement, in fact, he is not given any real power. ." He threw the empty can on the ground in a violent manner: "Where can there be reporters who really can see us drivers!"

After rushing to the street, he stopped talking. Looking into the distance, the anger in his eyes slowly became sad and helpless.

It is normal for a low-level driver not to be reused.

After calming down for a few minutes, he finally vented the frustration in his heart, and his mood on the street calmed down. He was just protecting the master and was not malicious.

Seeing that he was emotionally stable, the old man smiled faintly and said: "Push the street, what level do you think a driver like us can achieve?"

"That depends on the opportunity, but to be honest, we really can't compare to Fatty and Jian Xiaodan. Today I saw Jian Xiaodan holding a pile of English materials. Hey, looking at the high-end." Pu Street sighed. With a sigh of relief, his eyes were full of admiration for Xiao Shan.

In his eyes, people who can read English materials are absolutely brilliant.

"Since you have heard our conversation yesterday, I don't know if you remember a sentence." The old hanging turned his head seriously, and he couldn't help but become serious, "In this world, there are heroes and heroes. People applauding on the side of the road as they pass by."

Shujie shrugged: "We are the ones who applaud."

"No, it's a hero." Lao Hao shook his head, not loud, but said with certainty: "I will be that hero."

When he said this, the setting sun happened to shine on Lao Hang's face, his eyes were very firm, and an unspeakable domineering hung around him, making the street awed in awe.

"Besides, you won’t be allowed to doubt the cold and rush on the street anymore. You have to understand the truth. We have no culture, but you have to speak up, listen to the boss, what do you mean by the boss? Ask, do what he has arranged. Then, one day, you will become the hero above the sky, trust me." The old crane stood up, pointed to the car not far away and said, "It's useless to talk about the bullshit. ."

As he said, his eyes fell on a car in the distance. The car stopped, and two people walked out of the car. The old man looked a little excited: "Why are they?"

After speaking, he thought for a while and immediately dialed Gao Leng's phone.