The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 18
At midnight, around two o'clock.

Wang Chen who was sleeping on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

Get dressed quickly, wash your face and brush your teeth and sit in front of the computer desktop.

Turning on the computer, Wang Chen entered a website.

Searching for some information and materials he needed on the Internet, Wang Chen leaned on the chair, closed his eyes and began to clear up all the thoughts in his mind.

I began to compare some of the materials and information I found with the materials passed on to me by the old man in my mind, and then found out some missing people and found out some people with problems.

After thinking for half an hour, he opened his eyes, took a pen and wrote names on a notebook.

Closing the notebook casually, Wang Chen stood up, stretched himself, and said mockingly, "This job is not suitable for me at all."

Wang Chen is not unintelligent, but he doesn't like to do this kind of investigation, but now he has to do it if he doesn't like it, because it is related to Luo Lengyue's safety, and it is also related to his own safety.

If one's identity is accidentally revealed, it will definitely lead to major changes, and even affect one's life.

I have had quite a few enemies over the years, although not as many as Luo Lengyue, none of them are easier to deal with than those of Luo Lengyue, on the contrary, they are more difficult, so this has to make him more vigilant.

Without the desire to sleep, Wang Chen walked out of the villa and began to practice boxing slowly.

This practice lasted nearly an hour. I walked into the villa, took a shower and changed clothes, and then drove a taxi out of the Crystal Palace for a drive.

When the taxi passed by the gas station, it refilled 100 yuan of gas, and by the way, it picked up a passenger...

After driving the passenger to the location, Wang Chen took out his mobile phone and glanced at it. Seeing that there was still more than an hour before dawn, he decided to go to fetch one or two more guests.

This time Wang Chen was unlucky, and he didn't pick up a single customer when the sky was about to dawn. This also made him understand that there are not always customers when driving a taxi.

He drove back to the Crystal Palace, had breakfast, and watched Luo Lengyue driving a BMW sports car past his villa.

After the BMW sports car drove past his villa, Wang Chen drove a taxi and secretly escorted Luo Lengyue to the Rock Group.

The taxi stopped outside the Rock Group, Wang Chen lowered the window, lit a cigarette and smoked.

He had just smoked half of a cigarette when a taxi stopped beside Wang Chen's car.

A woman stepped out of the car, then took out her wallet to pay the fare.

"Handsome, how much is it?"

The woman's soft and waxy voice made Wang Chen glance sideways, then turned around and continued to smoke.

"It's 67 yuan in total, and the change is fine. Just give 60 yuan. We don't need a small amount of money."

When the taxi driver's voice sounded, Wang Chen only felt a little familiar, but he didn't pay too much attention to it.

"Brother, borrow a fire."

After a while, that somewhat familiar voice sounded in Wang Chen's ear again. Wang Chen took out the lighter and threw it to the person casually.

"Thanks... Hey, it's you, why are you driving a taxi?"

The taxi lit a cigarette and took two puffs. When returning Wang Chen's lighter, he finally saw Wang Chen's face clearly, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Hearing the exclamation of that taxi, Wang Chen took a closer look and couldn't help but smile. Isn't this taxi driver the one who didn't charge his fare last time? It seems that there is really a fate.

He took the lighter that the taxi driver gave back to him, and said with a smile: "What my brother said last time was so attractive, so I couldn't resist the temptation, so I became an old driver."

When the taxi driver heard this, there was a trace of pride on his face, and then he blinked his eyes at Wang Chen twice with a funny face, and asked in a low voice, "How is it? Is it a big gain?"

"It's alright."

Wang Chen thought that the taxi driver was asking about his income for the past few days, so he answered subconsciously, but what the taxi driver said next made Wang Chen's face darken.

"Haha, brother, stop teasing me. It's not that I don't know this place. The white-collar workers here have cars. Basically, they don't take taxis. There's a fart for you. Come hang out with me on Honglong Avenue. , that place has a lot of harvest and a lot of beauties..."

The taxi driver first laughed at Wang Chen twice, and finally stretched out his hand to invite Wang Chen.

There seemed to be black lines popping up on Wang Chen's face, he shook his head, resisted the urge to hit someone in his heart, and said to him: "Forget it, I'll be fine here."

The taxi driver looked at Wang Chen as if he was looking at a fool. He shook his head, as if he was feeling sorry for Wang Chen.

After smoking a cigarette and looking at the time, the taxi driver started the car and said to Wang Chen: "Brother, if you can't get along here, you can come to Honglong Avenue to find me. My name is Bao Qing."

After the voice fell, the taxi driver stepped on the gas pedal suddenly, and the taxi rushed out, but it didn't take long for the taxi to back up.

Wang Chen looked at Bao Qing, rubbed his temples, and asked with a smile: "Is there anything else?"

Bao Qing nodded, his expression became more serious.

He stuck his head out of the car window, took a closer look at Wang Chen's taxi, and said, "Brother, your taxi doesn't have any company written on it, so it should be working alone, right?"

Wang Chen nodded and didn't speak, he was a little curious why Bao Qing asked.

Seeing Wang Chen nodding his head, Bao Qing had such an expression on his face, he sighed and said: "Brother, I led you into this business, I advise you to join a taxi company, although the money you earn It will be less, but it will be safer."

The taxi driver didn't speak clearly, and then started the taxi again and left quickly.

Wang Chen looked at the direction in which the taxi was leaving, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

It seems that there is competition in every industry, and there is danger in every industry, but I have no reason to spit out what I eat. After all, I am not an ordinary taxi driver, but a king. Chen, it's that simple.

In a place not far from Wang Chen's taxi, there were two gangster-like people who got together and smoked together.

One of the people with yellow hair glanced at Wang Chen's taxi, and said to the people around him: "This person is new here."

The person standing next to Huang Mao nodded, narrowed his eyes and said, "Well, I only started to move around this area yesterday."

The yellow-haired man nodded, rubbed his chin and thought for a while, and said, "Try him at night, if you have a backer, that's fine, if not... Let him pay for the hard work of the brothers."

"But what if he doesn't pay?"

"No? Follow the old rules."

Huang Mao sneered, threw most of the remaining cigarette on the ground and stomped it out, looking rather arrogant.

(End of this chapter)