The wonderful world of fast time travel

Jin Fenghuang, who knew in advance what Zheng Ling would do, was still dumbfounded.It never thought that Zheng Ling could be so domineering.

But Jin Fenghuang was not disgusted, and even looked at it with admiration.It thought that maybe it had had enough of Zheng Ling's resignation before.

Regarding Zheng Ling's next performance, Golden Phoenix, as a melon eater, became more and more interested.

Take a taxi back to the gate of the community.When Zheng Lingfu got out of the car, the housewives who had gathered together to bask in the sun and chatted looked at each other, and then each picked up their toddler children in unison and surrounded them.

Several people looked at Zheng Ling evasively, but none of them was willing to take the lead in speaking.

It was Zheng Ling who greeted them with a smile first.

Only then did they confirm that the handsome man in front of them was Tang Qi whom they had never looked down upon in the past.

The tangible appearance is easy to change, but a person's invisible aura cannot be easily changed overnight.But they saw elegance from Tang Qi at this moment.

In the past, they would have laughed out loud when they heard this.From their point of view, Tang Qi is not worthy of the word elegant, and they feel that even being confused with Tang Qi is a derogatory term.

But for many things, even if they don't want to believe it, it can't change the fact.

He, Tang Qi, seemed to be over the top.

One of them tentatively asked: "Tang Qi, your changes before and after are really different. I really can't tell. Seeing that you are usually silent, I didn't expect you to respond to those words with a silent voice." Money!"

Someone next to him quickly echoed: "Yes, yes, Tang Qi, tell us the truth, did you pick up the treasure while picking up the trash?"

After hearing this, someone reached out and poked the man's arm.

The man glanced at him and said, "There's nothing we can't say about it. He's at the door. Don't we know how much Tang Qi weighs? He must have picked up a treasure." Then he said to Zheng Ling: " Don Qi, do you mean what I said?"

Zheng Ling was still smiling and didn't answer, neither denying nor admitting.

But in the eyes of these people, it was as if he told them wordlessly that he had indeed found a treasure.

The person who said he picked up the treasure stepped forward and asked mysteriously, "Tell us quickly, what kind of treasure did you pick up?"

Several other people also looked curious and envious.

Zheng Ling pretended to be profound and said: "I picked up a golden finger."

Several people asked in unison, "Goldfinger? How big is it?"

"It's huge."

"My dear, I actually let you pick up the treasure. Where did you pick it up? How much did you sell for?"

"Yes, tell me quickly, don't worry we won't tell others."

"Yep."

Zheng Ling said, "I returned the golden finger to the owner."

Golden Phoenix despised him.

A few people were surprised: "Ah? Have you gone back?"

Zheng Ling nodded: "Yes."

They gritted their teeth and said, "Why did you return that golden finger?"

Zheng Ling said again: "Isn't it normal to return things you pick up to others?"

Several people looked at Zheng Ling like a fool, but they said in their mouths: "Yes, it's better to give it back to others. It's okay to give up money."

Another person asked again: "Then after you returned the gold coin to the owner, did the owner show any sign of it?"

Several other people opened their eyes wide and tightened their hands holding the baby.

Zheng Ling lowered his head slightly, stroked the back of his head foolishly, and said, "I didn't expect the owner to be a rich man. He actually gave me a sum of money to express his gratitude."

Seeing the sudden reversal of the plot, several people hurriedly asked: "How much did the local tyrant give you?"

Zheng Ling replied: "This cannot be said."

Someone quickly refuted: "We are not outsiders, so there is nothing we can't say."

Zheng Ling avoided them and said, "But that man told me not to tell others."

"Why are you still so rigid?"

Zheng Ling said sullenly, "I promised that person."

"Okay, let me ask you another way, is there more than ten thousand?"

Zheng Ling shook his head.

"Are you less than ten thousand, or more than ten thousand?"

Zheng Ling shook his head again.

These few people stomped their feet anxiously, but they also knew Tang Qi's stubborn character, so they could only guess to themselves: "Since the owner is rich, how could it be possible to only give this, at least a hundred thousand."

"One hundred thousand! So much!"

"What's the fuss about, do you know what a rich person is? One hundred million is nothing to them."

"Oh yes."

As they spoke, several people looked at Zheng Ling, as if you were lucky, and you can catch up with such a cheap price.

Someone immediately asked, "Tang Qi, have you found someone?"

Zheng Ling shook his head: "Not yet"

"Then how about I introduce one for you? That little girl is pretty, and she's from the local area, and the family conditions are very good."

Another person pushed her away and said, "I have one here too. That little girl is also pretty, and she's from the local area, and she doesn't ask for a lot of bride price."

Several people talked in a hurry.

Finally, Zheng Ling said, "I don't want to talk about it yet."

After a short period of silence, there was another burst of questions like cannonballs: "Why don't you talk about it? What a great deal, you can't find it even with a lantern."

"Tsk tsk tsk, as soon as I have some money, I start to pick and choose."

"Yeah, who are we being so kind to? Tell you Tang Qi, there will be no such shop after passing this village."

Zheng Ling had no choice but to change his words and said, "The man said he would help me find it."

"The rich man said he would help you find it?"

"Um"

"Hey, it's really a fool's blessing."

When they were full of emotions, Zheng Ling took the opportunity to slip away.

After a long time, several people came to their senses, and one of them was still muttering: "How much did the local tyrant give Tang Qi?"

"It must have given a lot of money, otherwise that person would not have told Tang Qi not to tell others."

"It doesn't matter how much you give, the important thing is that Tang Qi met a rich man, and the connections he made are different."

"No wonder it looks different. It turns out that it is rich and powerful."

"It seems that I have to go home and tell my guy to stop messing with Tang Qi in the future."

"Me too"

"Me too"

"Me too"

Zheng Ling only regarded this as a small episode, and the tough battle in the next few days was the most important thing.

Golden Phoenix, who was watching the whole process, admired Zheng Ling a little, and he told this lie without blinking.

……

Contrary to Zheng Ling's expectations, everything will be as usual in the next few days, and he will meet Lu Ming at the Mingcheng parking lot at [-] o'clock in the evening.But he knew that this was just the calm on the eve of the rainstorm, and the longer the time dragged on, the crazier the rainstorm would become.

Zheng Ling is looking forward to it every day, looking forward to completing the task sooner.

On this day, Sunday, November 23, the weather was gloomy, with cold winds sweeping through from time to time, and it was depressed and desolate.

Standing under the window and looking up at the sky, Zheng Ling read suddenly: "Looking and looking, it's deserted and desolate, miserable and miserable." At the end, he pinched his fingers in a mysterious way: "I'll pinch my fingers, Xiaosheng. The time and place are right, it is the most suitable time for disharmony between people."

Jin Fenghuang was so engrossed in staring at the TV that he didn't even look at him.It should be said that he was too lazy to look at him.In the past few days, he hadn't said this sentence any day, but Zheng Ling was slapped in the face every day.

Zheng Ling, who was still ignored by Golden Phoenix for a long time today, finally shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "The whole world is turbid and I am alone, and everyone is drunk and I am alone. Life is really lonely like snow!"

Jin Fenghuang finally couldn't help but replied: "How can countless snowflakes be lonely?"

At this time, Zheng Ling lowered his head halfway again, and secretly said sadly: "You don't understand, you don't understand."

Jin Fenghuang hurriedly turned his gaze, regretting the conversation just now.

This drama is also addictive.