Chapter 117 The Voice of the Forest
Eleven o'clock in the morning in City W.

Liu Qing walked past a row of second-hand computer shops at the east exit of W City Station, and couldn't help laughing when she saw a truck parked on the side of the road ahead.

"What are you laughing at?" Lin Sen, who was walking on Liu Qing's right, asked.

Lin Sen used to be afraid of the cold when he was in school, and now he wrapped up a blue down jacket early on, with his hands tucked into the sleeves. The thin down jacket stood out among a group of people wearing jackets.

The cold wind blowing in November is indeed chilly, but he is wearing a down jacket now. Liu Qing is curious about what else he can wear in December this year.I was afraid that Lin Sen would come out wrapped in a quilt.

"Look at the uncle over there who is moving the goods, he is an acquaintance I used to do when I was doing express delivery." Liu Qing looked forward and pointed at the uncle in front of him.

The man who was carrying boxes to the car raised his head and said hello, "Hi, Liu Qing".

"Mr. Wang Lei, you are still the same. You come here every time." Liu Qing glanced at the watch on her wrist and walked forward and said, "It really hasn't changed at all."

"Isn't that because the delivery volume of the area I'm in charge of hasn't changed?"

Wang Lei has deep wrinkles around his eyes. In Liu Qing's memory, he should be 55 years old this year.

However, perhaps because Wang Lei has a strong body and a good mentality, he looks ten years younger than his actual age.

At this moment, he was still wearing the dark blue overalls with only the logo of the courier company.There are some gray marks on the overalls.

"It's still the work of those few families, no more and no less."

"It's a good thing."

"At that time, after you became a celebrity on TV, I was worried that you would take all my jobs away."

Wang Lei stroked his short hair that was already mixed with gray.

His facial features are well-defined, his eyes are like vicissitudes of lake water, and his wrinkled face seems to be old bark.

The truck loading platform behind him was covered with thick canvas, and there were neatly arranged cardboard boxes with plastic tapes and express tracking numbers inside.

"There is a shipment today, and the consignee asked to deliver it in the evening."

He sighed softly, "There is a TV variety show that I must watch starting at nine o'clock in the evening."

"Do you still watch TV on time every day?"

"Of course." Wang Lei said, "Hey, the goods are delivered to the apartment in the northern suburbs. I will deliver them a little earlier at 08:30, and I will have time to watch TV when I go back immediately. That Miss Xiangxiang is that woman. The singer, who was rescued by you, is going to participate in a variety show."

"You're more interested in watching TV than in your work." Liu Qing smiled helplessly, "That's how I saved her by accident."

"You are really powerful, and now you are the idol of the people of the whole country."

Liu Qing blushed a little, "It's just a brave act, not a great hero."

"Then why don't you accept the program invitation from the media?"

"I never thought about being famous, I still want to live an ordinary life."

He found that Lin Sen beside him obviously couldn't wait any longer, so he greeted Wang Lei and said, "Then I'll go first", then turned around and left with Lin Sen.

"It's better not to attract too much attention." Lin Sen said after the two walked away.

"why?"

"For you now, the limelight is too much, and it is easy for you to attract the attention of too many people, and you will be envied by others."

"Did the voice of the forest tell you so?" Liu Qing smiled.

"Yes. It's the sound of the forest beside the silent Lake Baikal." Lin Sen nodded.

(End of this chapter)

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