The bright black Harley shuttled between the high-rise buildings like lightning for twenty minutes, quickly drove into the streets and alleys of the residential area, and after turning left and right, it stopped in front of a "Cao Guozhong Clinic".

The driver propped himself up with his feet on the ground, opened his helmet visor and said to a male doctor in a white coat who was probably in his early thirties, "Brother Cao, I rode the bike back."

The male doctor stood up and walked to the door, looking at her in surprise: "Lu...Xingchen?"

This man is called Cao Qihua, the son of Cao Guozhong.

The Cao family is a native of Yuecheng. Cao Guozhong is a well-known Chinese medicine doctor. His clinic has been open for more than 40 years. Cao Qihua studied medicine like his father, but he works in a hospital and only takes over his father's shift in the clinic when he has time.

Lu Xingchen also rented a house from the Cao family, so he was familiar with Cao Guozhong and his wife, but he rarely dealt with Cao Qihua.

Seeing him, Lu Xingchen said embarrassedly, "I left home a little late this morning. Since you were not in the clinic, I borrowed your car from Uncle Cao to go out."

"It's okay. I was just surprised that you can ride." He then looked at Lu Xingchen again, "From the sound of your voice, do you think you have a cold?"

"Yes." Lu Xingchen smiled and handed the thermos bag to him. "I passed by Li's Porridge Shop and thought that my uncle and aunt would like to eat it, so I bought some."

"Why are you so polite?" Cao Qihua took two steps forward and took the porridge. "I thank you on their behalf."

"I'm the one who should say thank you."

Cao Qihua smiled amiably and said, "Then let's not be polite."

Lu Xingchen also smiled politely, "Then I'll park the car in the backyard?"

"Okay, my cousin is here, ask her to open the door for you."

Lu Xingchen drove his motorcycle forward from the clinic, bypassed the door on the right side of Cao's pharmacy, and rang the doorbell. After a while, a voice came from the doorbell speaker: "Who is it?"

Lu Xingchen said: "Renter of Room 602, I'm here to return the car."

The other party didn't say anything else. Then there were a few buzzing sounds on the doorbell communication line, and then the door lock opened with a click.

Lu Xingchen drove the car into the backyard full of green bonsai and into the carport. Just as he took out the key, a female voice from the second floor said, "Do you know how expensive this car is? How can a tenant just lend it out like that?"

She rode a Harley Pan America today, and it was a high-end model that was hard to buy in China, with a price between 200,000 and 300,000. Lu Xingchen turned around and said to the people on the second floor, "I'm sorry."

The people on the second floor snorted, "You outsiders are just poor but you love to act pretentiously. You take advantage of opportunities and are always thinking about catching rich men."

She spoke in Cantonese, then turned and walked into the brightly lit room.

Lu Xingchen smiled helplessly and hung the helmet on the front of the car.

The car loan issue was really her fault. She had been working overtime since she accepted the APP competition. Originally, she could work during work hours, but someone asked her for a part-time job posted online a while ago. She took the job because it was worth the money.

So, her work and rest schedule recently has become to attend competitions at the company from 7am to 11pm, do part-time work at home from 12am to 3am, and work day and night on weekends.

As a result, the temperature dropped drastically after the rain the day before yesterday, and she caught a cold because her immune system was weak. She couldn't stand it anymore yesterday, so she went to the clinic downstairs to get some medicine after returning from Zhencheng Company.

I don’t know if it was because of the illness or the medicine I took, but I slept until after eight o’clock. No matter whether I took the subway or took a taxi, I would not be able to make it to the 9 o’clock office hours.

When she went downstairs, she saw Uncle Cao complaining to the neighbors about how expensive the motorcycles parked in front of their door were, so she shamelessly borrowed the two expensive motorcycles.

Now that she had borrowed the money, Lu Xingchen didn't care what her cousin from the Cao family said to her. She had to rush back to work overtime. After all, the deadline for the competition was approaching.

a few days later.

Li Zhen and Jiang Haicheng sat in the car driven by Chen Shu and returned to the company from the bidding site of the South Ring Project.

Jiang Haicheng was very excited along the way, and he almost jumped up after receiving a phone call halfway. After he hung up the phone, he grabbed Li Zhen's shoulders and said "fuck" three times in a row.

"An acquaintance told me that our offer is only 0.5 lower than Wenxing's!" After saying this, he got goosebumps on his back and couldn't help but look at Li Zhen with admiration and said, "Luckily you are ruthless enough to lower the offer again and again, otherwise you would have lost after all this hard work!"

Jiang Haicheng was terrified but also gloating. "Li Deming set the price so low, and he had the relationship with the second in command of the Planning Bureau. He probably never thought that he would lose in the end, and he only lost 0.5 points. Haha, he must be mad to death. Haha, I'm so happy..." Jiang Haicheng couldn't help but open his arms to hug someone. "Boss Li, it has to be you!"

"Stay away, don't disgust me." Li Zhen pushed away Jiang Haicheng's enthusiasm, looked ahead for a moment and then said, "Li Mingde will definitely try every means to seize Nanhuan's surrounding business next time."

"Yeah." Jiang Haicheng leaned back into his seat with his arms folded across his chest, "We have to find a way to stop it."

The car fell silent. After a while, Li Zhen asked him, "Has something happened to the National Development and Reform Commission recently?"

"Yes, a director who accepted bribes was arrested..." Jiang Haicheng suddenly had an idea after answering, and suddenly turned back to look at Li Zhen, "What do you mean?"

Li Zhen looked at him indifferently and said nothing.

Jiang Haicheng immediately understood and patted his seat, saying, "Okay, we will use the NDRC incident to promote anti-corruption efforts, and then expose the relationship between the deputy director of planning and Li Mingde. By then, Li Mingde will not be able to touch any of Nanhuan's projects..."

Li Zhen listened to him and turned his gaze to the window.

His eyes fell on a person on the side of the road who was wearing a gray knitted hat, a black coat and a gray turtleneck sweater. This person was Lu Xingchen, who had not been seen for a long time.

Lu Xingchen took out his cell phone from his pocket. He didn't know what message he saw, but he suddenly became excited and clenched his hands high. When he put them down, his face was full of happy smile.

happy……

She looked very happy indeed.

Li Zhen's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes became a little colder.

Jiang Haicheng talked for a long time without getting a response, so he pulled him back, "What's wrong with you..." He looked at Li Zhen's secretive eyes carefully, "Wenxing was trampled, and you don't look that happy, what happened?"

Li Zhen pushed away the person who was too close to him and said, "Nothing, I just suddenly don't understand why I should compete for the Nanhuan project."

"Ah?" Jiang Haicheng looked at him for a long time, "Are you afraid? But Wenxing is no match for us now."

Li Zhen didn't want to talk about this, but a WeChat message happened to come in, so he picked up the phone. It would have been better if he hadn't looked at it, but he saw that the message at the top of the WeChat with a red unread mark was from Lu Xingchen.

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