Ji Shao's sweetheart's vest fell off

Chapter 801 Motorcycle
"I have already explained to you that the document involves company secrets, and it cannot be uploaded and stored through electronic devices, and it will be easily leaked! Oh, it's useless to talk so much, hurry up and find the document, I don't want to Be a veritable backer!"

His reason is still there, and after the impulse, he also knew that the most important thing now is to retrieve the unique document, opened the door, and went directly into Ruan Jiu's room to start searching.

"Hmph, you have time to criticize Sang Huai here, why don't you contact the company quickly and see if you can mail another backup!" Master Ruan said so, but he still kept searching for the important copy in his luggage. document.

Tian Li was still angry, Ruan Jiu's things were too many and complicated, he couldn't help but lose his temper: "Master, are you here to discuss business or to play, I told you not to bring so many things Now, look, the helmet, the leather jacket, what are these for!"

Ruan Jiu is a young master whose temper was spoiled by his parents. When he heard this, he stopped doing it instantly, and stopped looking for things in his hands. He dropped the things in his hands and snatched his beloved helmet from the field. Seeing that the paint on it was not damaged, he pursed his mouth and blew on the non-existent dust, grabbed a leather jacket that he looked down upon, swung his tight and powerful legs twice, and put on his black suit again. The sparco walks away.

The embossed door was pulled open by him forcefully and then did not close again. Tian Li could only look at the shaking door, with his shoulders bent and his body bent to keep picking up things.

It's over, it's over, what kind of nonsense is he talking about.This is the only thought left in Tian Li's mind at the moment, which provoked the young master, and he felt that his "death" was imminent.

Ruan Jiu, who left the hotel room, only felt that her heart was blocked, and she desperately needed to vent.

He stopped a taxi casually on the main road in front of the door, and after reporting a series of place names, he nestled in the back seat of the car and didn't make a sound.

The driver saw that this young man was not dressed like ordinary people, and he was wearing a helmet and a fancy leather jacket. He smiled and complimented: "This gentleman plays Harley?"

Ruan Jiu didn't talk, he didn't want to say anything now.

The driver didn't feel bored, but just said to himself: "When I was young, I also liked motorcycles for a while. The excitement brought by the speed is really fascinating and addictive, not to mention driving a motorcycle to attract girls. It's a pity. "

"What a pity." The boy's muffled voice came from the back seat of the car. After the driver turned right, he laughed at himself: "After all, I am a child of an ordinary family. It costs a lot of money to ride a motorcycle. Where is so much money for me to squander and enjoy myself like this, not as rich as this gentleman."

Ruan Jiu snorted coldly: "It's hard to say about racing motorcycles, but professional racing is not about squandering and having fun." These words sounded very much like what they would say when they were rebellious teenagers.

These words reminded the driver of his son. He smiled and said kindly: "Hehe, my son has the same idea as you. He also likes to play games, so what kind of king or pesticide? I can't even remember the name, but he is Saying that's not a game, that's a competitive sport."

Ruan Jiu looked out of the glass window as if a stone had been thrown into the surface of a lake, causing ripples. He narrowed his eyes and said, "He's right, you just don't understand."

(End of this chapter)