Chapter 590: Sixty Things, Fine Factory Flowers (14)

He lazily turned his head and glanced at Xu Yin. His eyes paused for a moment on her beautiful face: "Hitchhiker?"

 Lazy tone, accompanied by a bit of nonchalance.

"Ah." Xu Yin saw the driver's face clearly and was slightly startled. She didn't expect that any truck driver she met would be so handsome.

“Brother Sheng, are you in a hurry? The breeding farm is so big that it took me a long time to find a toilet..."

At this time, Jin Zhiming ran back panting, still wearing his belt while running. He raised his head while talking, and was startled, "Hey? Why is my seat occupied?"

 Xu Yin: “…”

　　Question about the most embarrassing dove occupying the magpie's nest in history?

—Thank you for the invitation. In the small world of missions, right now, there is nothing more embarrassing than this.

Xu Yin and the other party stared at each other for a few seconds. They were so embarrassed that they could dig out two rooms and one hall with their toes, and their ears turned red.

 She grabbed the small bag and prepared to get out of the car: "I'm sorry, I got on the wrong car."

Just say when the ride of the farm is so tall? Daqing is a passing car.

"Wait, I remembered." Jin Zhiming stared at Xu Yin several times and patted his head, "Are you the little Comrade Xu that Lao Cao talked about? Just half a month ago, you took a taxi at the freight dispatching station. Pass Master Sun’s car?”

“Yes, comrade, do you know me?”

"I've known you since you were Xu Yin, hehe! I just said that it's impossible for two such beautiful lesbians to exist in our factory at the same time. You are Xu Yin! Lao Cao mentioned you several times and said that you were cheating on Master Sun. I haven't seen you back since my car came to the breeding farm. Is this your first time going home on vacation?"

"Um."

 Xu Yin nodded with a smile.

 So, the other party is also the driver of the freight dispatching station?

This made her less embarrassed than before. They were all from the same work unit, so it was not a matter of taking someone's car.

But forget about the driver's seat. The other person looked like the co-pilot, so she might as well go to the back compartment.

"You sit down, don't get down." Jin Zhiming stopped her, "The carriage is so hard, how can I let you, a lesbian, sit there? I'll go to the back."

I originally wanted to set up a matchmaking relationship with Brother Sheng, but I couldn't miss such a good opportunity.

Jin Zhiming took advantage of the matchmaker's thoughts and generously offered his passenger seat, consciously bypassing the car behind him.

Sheng Yujin raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, but without saying anything, she started the car.

It was evening and they had to rush back to deliver the car, so they drove very fast along the way.

 Xu Yin quietly took out the Xiaoyao cushion from the bag and stuffed it under her butt.

 Exhale gently: I feel much better!

Sheng Yujin caught a glimpse of her move from the corner of her eye: "..."

 Do you need to bring a cushion with you when you go out? She seems to be a delicate girl.

Jin Zhiming glanced at the cab through the gap in the car hood and thought to himself: What a perfect match, why don't they interact with each other? It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry, but the **** is!

 Ah bah bah! Who the **** eunuch!

Sheng Yujin ran all the way and finally returned to the freight dispatching station before dark.

Xu Yin put the seat cushion back into her baggage, thanked him, and was about to get off the car.

I saw him stretching and said slowly: "I'm not afraid of being reported. I will continue to hold the cushion when I go out."

Xu Yin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the era she lived in—hedonism was a no-no!

 Thank him seriously: "Thank you for reminding me."

Sheng Yujin shrugged, cleaned up the driver's seat, and got out of the car behind her with a page of records.

"Hey! Xiao Sheng!" The person on duty in the dispatching room chased him out, "Xiao Sheng! Sheng Yujin! Come here early tomorrow. The third factory has a batch of raw materials for you to deliver."

"No. 3 Factory?" Jin Zhiming walked over and sneered, "Brother Sheng, you have to be careful. The old woman in charge of the warehouse in No. 3 Factory is not interested in drinking! She has wanted to introduce her daughter to you several times... Hey, Brother Sheng, where are you going?"

"hungry."

　　　…”

Xu Yin came back to her senses and saw that they were walking away. She turned around and followed the attendant to the dispatch room: "Master, what is the full name of Xiao Sheng just now?" "Sheng Yujin!"

 “Which jin?”

“Here, the list of outgoing drivers is hanging on the wall!”

Xu Yin looked up following the direction of his finger and found the answer she wanted at a glance.

 “Sheng Yujin…”

 Seeing one of the very familiar words, she silently repeated his name.

 Then he laughed.

Has this small world met "him" so early? very nice!

On the way out of the freight dispatching station, she was still thinking whether this was one of the good luck brought by the [Prosperous Luck and Disaster Disaster] skill. The next second, at the empty tram station, she saw the sign on the station sign. Last bus time—18:00…

I secretly took out my watch and looked at it. It was 18:05, which meant that the last train had left five minutes ago.

　　　…”

 Where's the good luck?

 System, this skill sometimes doesn’t work. I want to return it!

"Jingle Bell-"

Jin Zhiming came over pushing a bicycle.

"Eh? Comrade Xu Yin, why are you still here? You didn't get on the tram? Brother Sheng drove back in a hurry. I've never seen him drive so fast. I also said that you can definitely catch the last train..."

 Xu Yin: “…”

　　uh…right! If I hadn't wasted those few minutes in the dispatch room, I would have caught up.

 So it’s not her skill that’s not working well, it’s her own problem?

Alright, no returns for the time being!

 System: Who agreed to your withdrawal?

Sheng Yujin just went to wash her face and came over with a moist face. When she saw Xu Yin, she hesitated obviously: "Didn't catch the tram?"

“…” Xu Yin wanted to cover her face, “I’m sorry…”

Sheng Yujin raised her eyebrows and said, "Why do you apologize to me?"

 Because your good intentions are wasted. Xu Yinxin said.

Now I know why he drove so hard and fast.

Jin Zhiming said with a smile: "Where do you live? If it's close, I can just ask Brother Sheng to take you home."

 He returned the bicycle to Sheng Yujin.

 In these days, not many people own bicycles, which are almost as big as the Mercedes-Benz bicycles of later generations.

Jin Zhiming took the opportunity to ride a couple of them while commuting to and from get off work. He hasn’t learned how to ride them yet, but it’s also great to push them around for a while.

Xu Yin shook her head: "My home is quite far away, and the tram has to change into two routes. However, the last train of the tram in the city is relatively late, and there must still be one now."

“Can I change to Route 9?” Sheng Yujin stepped on the bicycle gracefully and turned to look at her.

Xu Yin thought about it carefully, nodded and said: "Yes!"

"Come up." Sheng Yujin turned around and said, "There is Route 9 near the steel plant, and it's not the last shift yet."

 Xu Yin got into his back seat without hesitation.

 Jin Zhiming: “…”

 Suddenly felt a little lost—from now on, this throne probably no longer belongs to him.

Sheng Yujin drove Xu Yin to the No. 9 tram station and watched her get on the last train before turning around and leaving.

Xu Yin looked at his back through the car window, gradually stretched by the dim street lights, and a place in her heart became very soft...

 (End of this chapter)