I have ten trillion licking dog gold

"Sister Luck's figure is getting better and better."

After finishing this aerobics class, the muscular personal trainer was full of praise for his one-on-one coaching clients.

But in response to the coach's obvious respect, Sister Luck just smiled, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and didn't say a word.

A hint of regret flashed across the eyes of the handsome and muscular personal trainer, but he did not show it.

"Sister Luck, please let me know when you are free next time."

Sister Luck, who was not wearing any heavy makeup, made an OK gesture. Perhaps she was tired from the aerobics class and was not as active and lively as she was in the nightclub.

"Then Sister Luck, take a rest first."

The personal trainer did not pester the client but left tactfully and rationally. When dealing with such a client, you must not be impatient and must wait for the other party to take the initiative, otherwise it will only result in more harm than good.

Even if you can't go further, the fee for each private lesson is not a small amount of money.

Some people cannot be promiscuous even though they are rich and powerful.

But some people still want to take shortcuts.

It’s a pity that although Sister Luck is rich and willful, not every man can catch her eye. She is standard.

Sitting on the floor and taking a short rest, she stood up and walked to the electronic scale. Unlike other girls, she did not take off her shoes and stepped directly on it.

156.6

It seems I have gained half a pound since the last time I weighed myself.

Obvious.

The coach lied, but Sister Luck is not unreasonable. It was a job requirement and it was a white lie.

"Ah~"

Looking down at the number at her feet, Sister Luck sighed slightly and seemed a little annoyed about her weight.

But she didn't think about it: if she swapped the time she spent in nightclubs with the time she spent in the gym, would the result be the same?

Fortunately, Luck is not a self-defeating person. People who like to waste their time on themselves generally cannot gain weight, because the emotions caused by the fluctuations in weight have subsided the moment she stepped off the electronic scale.

"Boom!"

Power zone.

The sandbag hanging in the air shook violently under the heavy punch, and after it fell back, it was hit by a powerful spinning kick.

"Oh!"

Sister Luck's heart skipped a beat as she approached, fearing that the sandbag would explode from the crushing pressure.

"I'm in such high spirits today."

Her voice saved the unfortunate sandbag. The person with the terrifying explosive power was actually a woman, a long-haired woman who looked gentle and graceful.

The sandbag sways left and right under the influence of gravity, and the amplitude gradually decreases.

The long-haired woman paused.

"Let's go and take a rest."

Hello, Sister Luck.

Rest area.

Two glasses of soda were placed in front of me.

"Are you worried?"

Sister Luck asked tentatively.

"No."

The long-haired woman drank water, and it was obvious that she was not sincere.

We have only known each other for a day or two, and his temper is enough to prove that he is abnormal.

"You like to keep everything in your heart. Humans are social animals, and we need to know how to share. If you talk about your happiness, it will be doubled, and if it's trouble, the trouble will be halved."

The long-haired woman remained silent, no different from the time they met.

To tell you a fact that sounds absurd, they have known each other for such a long time, at least three or four years, but until now, she doesn’t even know the other person’s name.

That's right.

Although they are friends, she doesn't know the other person's name, or even knows anything about him.

But Sister Luck didn't care and didn't think about investigating. He had so many friends of all kinds, and it was good to have only one such unique one.

"You rarely ask me out, are you just asking me to watch you punch a sandbag?"

Sister Luck smiled. The two had very different body shapes. She was slightly plump while the other was slim. Their personalities were also completely different.

"You're not heartbroken, are you? Tell me, which man is so blind? I'll help you vent your anger."

Sister Luck joked that she didn't even know the other person's name, and naturally knew nothing about the other person's love life. How should I put it, there was a feeling between the two women that was as calm as water.

"Do you think someone like me can fall in love?"

"Why not?"

Sister Luck immediately said, "You are beautiful, have a good figure, and are also a good fighter. If I were a man, I would definitely want to find a woman like you. It would make me feel safer when I go out."

Sister Luck tried hard enough, but the other party was too self-controllable and didn't smile.

"Don't think about anything."

Sister Luck said without hesitation: "I will take you to have fun later. There are all kinds of men. You can pick any one you like!"

I have to admit that being friends with someone like Sister Luck is definitely a blessing.

rich.

Bold.

Righteous.

"Are you really planning to form a harem of 3,000?"

Just because Sister Luck doesn't understand the other person doesn't mean the other person doesn't understand her either. Just like in business, in life, she also adheres to the principle of being honest to others, just like that night when she told a stranger she just met that she was rich enough to rival a country and she never hid anything.

"It's not like you don't know me. I'm just playing around, having some fun, killing some boring time. Those pets thought they could climb onto my bed. Haha, they're not even worthy of licking my toes."

Sister Luck was drinking soda water, her face with a slightly double chin was full of pride.

"But don't mention it. Recently, I really met a more interesting man. If he is willing... maybe..."

Sister Luck's words were ambiguous and unclear, and she sighed for no apparent reason as she spoke.

"Oh, what a pity."

"There are still men who can escape your clutches."

"Don't mention it. She's already got a boyfriend, and the rich woman behind her is much more powerful than me."

As usual, although the two have known each other for quite some time, they have not actually met very often, and when they sit together, they just talk about all sorts of meaningless things.

But that's life.

You always need friends to chat with you.

"How is your Qicai Technology doing lately?"

The long-haired woman said in vain.

Sister Luck frowned slightly, feeling more and more abnormal.

Why can this relationship last until now when she knows nothing about the other party?

Because there is no interest exchange and no other intersection, there is no burden in getting along with each other. You can talk nonsense and speak freely.

Basically, she talked more, while the other party spoke less and rarely mentioned her company on his own initiative.

"It's pretty good. It's getting better and better."

Due to my personality, I really don't know how to be humble.

"Tell me if you have any trouble."

The woman said simply.

"..."

Sister Luck paused for a moment, her expression turned serious, "What happened?"

She stared at him intently, her eyes like X-rays, "You don't have a terminal illness, do you?"

Ok.

It’s too early to talk.

There are still some thresholds to be friends with her.

"I might be gone for a while."

The woman drank water, her elegant face calm.

"Where?"

The woman is silent.

This is why we know nothing about it until now.

Sister Luck is certainly an expert in the ways of the world, but sometimes she can’t resist her curiosity. But it doesn’t matter if she can’t resist, because the other party will never answer questions she doesn’t want to answer.

"When are you coming back?"

"do not know."

This time she didn't pretend to be deaf and dumb, but the answer she heard made Sister Luck's heart sink. "Maybe he won't come back."

She has many male lovers, but they are all games. At this moment, Sister Luck feels like she has been heartbroken, like she has been shot.

Losing an old and close friend is definitely a major blow in life.

"Hey, I didn't come out today to make myself unhappy. You can leave if you want, but tell me clearly why you want to leave."

The long-haired woman glanced at her.

Obvious.

Not just Sister Luck.

Friendship is mutual.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have made the special trip to say goodbye in person.

"Because I don't belong here."

"Then where do you belong? Mars? You are not from Earth? Human technology has not yet reached the level of interstellar travel. You can't go anywhere."

The woman turned a deaf ear and said, "If Qicai Technology has any trouble, I can try sex..."

Sister Luck interrupted directly.

"Is this the final gift? You have helped me so many times. Even if you don't admit it, it is a fact. You have definitely contributed to the smooth development of Qicai Technology. I have always known it in my heart, but I am too lazy to say it because we are friends and friends don't need to thank each other. But what about you? At this time, you are going to say goodbye to me forever, and you don't even tell me the reason. Do you regard me as a friend?"

The woman said nothing, remaining quiet until she had finished speaking.

"Then you should also know that you can't help me."

"Maybe?!"

Sister Luck's eyes were no longer frivolous and casual, but firm and tenacious. "Even if I can't help you, I will do my best."

The long-haired woman looked at her, and finally a trace of fluctuation appeared on her face, with a slight arc appearing.

"Thank you."

Sister Luck didn’t say thank you, instead she took the initiative to say thank you.

"Don't tell me this!"

Sister Luck was arrogant and said forcefully, "What happened?"

The woman stopped talking and drank water quietly.

Sister Luck was furious, but helpless. Suddenly, an idea came to her mind.

"I can't, but I know someone who might be able to do it. She's very good."

Then, Sister Luck took out her cell phone and said, "I have her contact information. Tell me what's going on and I'll contact her."

……

If the guess is correct.

The "she" that Sister Luck was talking about should, if nothing unexpected happens, be Princess Cao, whom she only met once.

Who says there is no true friendship between women?

In order to help the other person, Sister Luck really did everything she could without caring about anything, even at the cost of her reputation.

Sister Luck still doesn’t know who that young “rich woman” is, and it’s even less likely that the woman with long hair knows.

She didn't comment, but just put down the empty glass.

Every time the two of them spend time together, it is so short, and their meeting is a matter of fate.

But after this separation, I'm afraid...

Sister Luck suddenly stood up and turned her head.

"What's your name?"

The slender and thin figure paused slightly.

"Butterfly."

…………

The lanterns are on.

Hu Die opened the car door and got in.

Unlike Sister Luck, there is no trace of sadness on her face.

After tearing off the waist belt, the new energy vehicle drove out of the ground parking lot without any reluctance.

The neon lights of the city reflect the vast sea of ​​people.

New energy vehicles shuttle freely on the busy roads like rootless duckweed.

If you raise your perspective and move it above the city, from a bird's eye view, you can see two traditional oil trucks. I don't know if it's a coincidence or not, but they have been following the unhurried red new energy vehicle since some time ago.

Turn left.

Turn left.

Turn right.

Turn left.

The three cars still maintained their formation and no one fell behind.

It's unlikely to be a coincidence.

There aren't that many people who are just like you in this world.

Hu Die, who was in the leading position, looked straight ahead without looking at the rearview mirror, and seemed not to notice that someone was competing with him.

When it comes to driving on city roads, traditional fuel vehicles are really no match for new energy vehicles. After all, new energy vehicles are sprinters, while traditional fuel vehicles are good at marathons.

Perhaps it was for this reason that the two oil trucks followed behind all the time. After following for nearly half an hour, they finally couldn't bear it anymore.

A gasoline car started to change lanes and accelerate. After overtaking two cars in succession, it turned the steering wheel to the right and tried to return to its original parking space regardless of the solid line.

And ahead.

It just happened to be the red new energy vehicle that had been leading the way.

"Bang."

Changing lanes across the solid line is enough to prove that the driver of this car does not follow the driving rules. Such people are most likely to get into car accidents. Sure enough, not only did he change lanes without looking at the line, but he also failed to keep a good distance between cars. The right front of his car hit the taillight of the car in front, and there was a clear collision between the two cars.

Rear-end collision and change lanes on a solid line.

Full responsibility.

The red new energy vehicle was not expensive, costing about 100,000 or 200,000 yuan. If it was insured, the premium would not increase much. But the driver of the gasoline vehicle did not buy car insurance in order to save money. After the accident, he did not stop the car, but stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward.

This is……

Planning to run away?

Please.

Don’t you know that there are surveillance cameras everywhere on the road?

Or are you betting that the other person doesn't have a dash cam?

Or maybe.

Is it drunk driving?

Whatever the reason, the gasoline truck that caused the accident had no intention of stopping. In the blink of an eye, it overtook the new energy vehicle that was hit, and soon only the hazy taillights of the vehicle could be seen.

Hu Die must have felt that she was hit, but she did not stop the car, nor did she use the acceleration advantage of the new energy vehicle to chase after the car. She just watched the vehicle go away as if nothing had happened.

The camera zooms in on her car.

ho.

There is no dash cam installed either.

"Boom."

But misfortunes never come alone.

Not long after being hit.

The car trembled again.

Another oil truck came out from the side and ran in front of him.

However, compared with the previous car, the speed of this second car was obviously slower.

Are you worried that she won't be able to catch up?

It is definitely not easy to be hit twice in a short period of time, and what is even more coincidental is that neither car had any intention of stopping.

Hu Die stared at the vehicle that caused the accident, which was "driving leisurely and unrestrainedly not too far away" in front of her, with a twitchy mouth and a silent look in her eyes. Perhaps she finally realized that she did not install a dash cam, and she stepped on the accelerator deeply.

"Buzz!"

The train's acceleration performance suddenly exploded.

In front.

In the vehicle involved in the accident, the driver was not the only one involved. The passengers all smiled bloody and sinister smiles as they looked at the red new energy vehicle catching up in the rearview mirror.

"It's hooked, reel it in."

"Buzz!"

The internal combustion engine roared violently.

The traditional gasoline car seemed to be trying to defend its dignity as the king, the speed needle was spinning wildly, and it was determined to compete with the new energy behind it! (End of this chapter)