Although he is not addicted to smoking, when he went to the front line, Zheng Ren almost forgot about smoking, and he couldn't smoke a cigarette for a few days. But now that there is nothing to do, it's good to smoke a cigarette to pass the time.

He found a small supermarket, bought a pack of Ziyun for ten yuan, and bought a disposable lighter.

The proprietress of the small supermarket was a little curious when she saw what Zheng Ren was wearing and the cigarettes she bought. Waiting for Zheng Ren to go out, she kept staring at Zheng Ren's back.

"What do you want?" the boss asked.

"How much do you guess the person who bought the cigarette just now?" asked the proprietress .

"Buy Ziyun, how much clothes can you wear. 1,800 is amazing, and he went to Baili Supermarket to buy vegetables, what kind of rich and expensive person can he be. The boss said casually.

I have opened a supermarket and seen all kinds of people, and I have read countless people.

"Cut, you know what. His body, although not custom-made, is not cheap either. At least...... A suit of clothes costs 350,000 yuan. The proprietress looked through the transparent glass door and saw Zheng Ren walking into a corner, leisurely lit a cigarette, and said.

"Bet, I'm going to add a meat dish to dinner tonight, I've been a vegetarian every day for the past few days, and I'm hungry. The boss smiled and said, "I'll ask later, if you're wrong, remember to add meat and vegetables to me." ”

"It's strange that people can tell you, you ask. The proprietress said disdainfully: "This is not revealing wealth, do you think that you are the same, a little money? Besides, you still want to eat meat, how many times have you committed a heart attack?"

Zheng Ren didn't know that someone was looking at him, and he had become a landscape in the eyes of others.

He carried the vegetables, came to a corner with few people, approached the garbage bin, and lit a purple cloud.

After smoking, it is also good to go to the system library to read periodicals and magazines and pass the time.

He put the plastic bag on the ground and began to send location messages to the Shay, and told the little Yiren not to be in a hurry, to drive slowly.

After smoking, Zheng Ren entered the system library and began to read magazines.

Various medical journals and magazines bring together the study of countless cases. There is not much value, or rather value to Zheng Ren.

But this is a step that must be taken, and Jung Ren is not bored, but happy.

More than an hour passed unconsciously.

Just as I was looking at it, a voice came.

"Mr. Zheng, what a coincidence. The voice was a little familiar, and Zheng Ren immediately came out of the system space.

At first glance, it turned out to be Song Ying.

I met it last night, and I met it again today, of course, it's a really good coincidence.

"Manager Song, who are you?" Zheng Ren smiled and asked.

"It's not like a guest ordered something weird, it's a bit sudden, I'm coming here to pick it up. Song Yingdao.

Zheng Ren didn't care too much about what ingredients Song Ying went to get, and he wasn't very interested in eating in the first place.

As for which restaurant will have rare and rare ingredients on this side, Zheng Ren didn't think about it at all.

"Oh, I'm coming from work to buy groceries and waiting for my girlfriend to pick me up. Zheng Ren said with a smile.

Now when it comes to the word girlfriend, I am becoming more and more proficient, and I don't have the jerkiness and shyness at the beginning.

Song Ying intended to make friends, and happened to meet Zheng Ren, which was also fate, so he asked people to send the ingredients away, made another call, and then came back.

"Is Mr. Zheng still used to it in 912?" Song Ying asked.

"It's okay, it's much more comfortable than before. I used to be an emergency department inpatient and couldn't go home. Jung Ren replied.

Although Song Ying disturbed his reading, this person was not annoying, and Zheng Ren felt that it was not bad to chat with him.

"This is my business card, if you are short of ingredients in the future, you can call directly and it will be delivered soon. The price is according to the market price, and Mr. Zheng is assured. Song Ying took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren took the business card and saw that the name was printed on the business card, and the phone number was underneath. The overall style is quite simple, without a company name and a large number of titles.

This should be a very personal kind of business card, Zheng Ren guessed.

"The ingredients are all freshest and definitely better than what you buy here. Song Yingdao.

"Then I'm sorry for you. "Although Zheng Ren is indispensable, after all, he has good intentions, and it seems to save a lot of trouble.

As he spoke, he put his business card away.

"It's not close from the Palme d'Or, so I'll send you back, just on the way." Song Yingdao.

"No, I guess my girlfriend is coming. Zheng Ren glanced into the distance, the flow of people and vehicles was surging, and he couldn't see where Shay was at all.

Song Ying didn't care, he chatted with Zheng Ren for a few minutes.

From 912 to Haicheng, this Manager Song is indeed a person who has crawled over the rivers and lakes, talking about people when he sees people, talking about ghosts, and talking about ghosts, and he can always get to the point.

The simple chat was neither too warm nor cold, as if two long-time friends were chatting.

Unconsciously, it gives a sense of intimacy.

As he spoke, Zheng Ren's mobile phone rang.

Seeing that it was Shay, Zheng Ren hurriedly waved his hand and made an apologetic expression.

"Hey, Iren. ”

"Oh, okay, then I'll go find you. ”

After speaking, Zheng Ren hung up the phone.

"Manager Song, don't let park here, my girlfriend is waiting for me nearby, I'll go first." Zheng Ren said apologetically.

"Okay, when Director Kong comes back, he will definitely go to sit with me. Song Ying said with a smile.

"Hmm. Zheng Ren nodded.

"If you need to call, you won't ask for money, but you will be given the purchase price, and Mr. Zheng will add the cost of delivery. Song Ying pointed to the pocket where Zheng Ren put his business card and said with a smile.

The second time I mentioned it, it was a very sincere move. And there are rules and know how to measure.

Zheng Ren smiled and turned to leave.

Song Ying watched Zheng Ren go farther and farther, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it.

In the smoke, although Zheng Ren's figure blended into the flow of people, he was looked at by Song Ying's eagle falcon. Ever since he went for surgery, he has had a strong interest in the little doctor in Haicheng.

It's quite a coincidence, I met it for two days in a row. Song Ying thought about it, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know if this little doctor could stand firm in the emperor. Living in the capital is not easy, but it is not a joke.

A few hundred meters away, Zheng Ren got into a black sports car, and the sports car then slowly drove away.

Song Ying was stunned for a moment, his eyes narrowed, and he stared at the sports car until he couldn't see it.

The delicate body, the flowing curve, a few hundred meters away, Song Ying seemed to be able to hear the pleasant low roar of the vehicle's engine.

Is it the Aston Martin One-77?

There is no doubt that Song Ying believes in his eyesight. But this expensive sports car has never been able to be with that gentle, honest face.

It's like the existence of two worlds, together, it's so ridiculous.

The global edition is limited to 77 units, and it seems that only 5 units have been sold in China.

It's easy to know whose car it is, but Song Ying doesn't have this idea.

This Mr. Zheng seems to be deeper than he imagined.

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