Is it okay to not do anything after rebirth?

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Na Zhiming drove forward aimlessly along the road into the city. This road was opened along the seaside and it would go half way around the city.

After passing the Qinhuang Xunxian estuary and driving not far from east to west, the roadside gradually became prosperous, and various specialty food stalls began to appear in Na Zhiming's eyes.

Na Zhiming chose a small shop that specializes in fish stew in a firewood iron pot and parked the car in front of his house.

The exterior design of the Mercedes-Benz W126 was very distinctive in this period, and such a car parked at the entrance of this snack bar naturally attracted the attention of many people.

Just as Zhiming was ordering, a lot of curious people gathered outside.

In fact, Qinhuangdao City is a famous resort in China. The country's highest-level leaders come here every year to hold a high-level meeting, so ordinary people don't care about ordinary cars at all.

But Zhiming's Mercedes-Benz W126 is different, because it has just been launched, and it is an epoch-making classic car. Its tall, big and elegant appearance makes people reluctant to look away at it.

Na Zhiming was familiar with the psychology of the Chinese people, so he didn't care at all. He just watched and discussed. Anyway, even if everyone was pointing at the car, he wouldn't lose a single cent.

But just as the chef brought the dishes, before he even moved his chopsticks, a voice came from outside:

"Brother Jun, look at the nice car parked here!"

The voice was young, probably under twenty years old.

Na Zhiming looked up through the window and saw four or five people standing next to his car outside.

The person closest to the car was a young man who was no more than twenty years old. He was dressed neatly and looked very handsome, but he had a faint arrogance about him. At this time, he was patting his car with his hands. There was even a crackling sound, and the sound of admiration just now should have come from him.

On his left side, there were three people standing. The nearest one was a girl who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. She was staring at the young man with a pair of round almond-shaped eyes and scolded:

"Zhao Aimin, can you please stop taking pictures of other people's cars? If the picture breaks, wait until they come out and scold you a few times and you will feel better."

That Zhao Aimin curled his lips and said:

"Zhao Aihua, don't talk nonsense. This is a car. It's made of metal. What can happen if you slap it a few times? Even if the car owner comes out, he won't scold me just because he slaps it a few times."

Although he said this, he still took back the hand that was patting the car.

There was another girl standing next to the little girl, looking at the two of them talking and smiling, as if such things were commonplace.

Finally, there was another person. As soon as this person's figure fell into Zhiming's eyes, he immediately cheered. He really looked like a good person.

I saw that this person was about [-] or [-] years old, almost [-] meters tall, with a very standard figure, a face like a crown jewel, eyes like bright stars, regular facial features, and no flaws on his body.

In the past, Na Zhiming had always snorted at these complimentary words in the storytelling, but today his eyes were opened, and it turned out that such people really do exist in reality.

However, what Na Zhiming admired most about this man was not his appearance, but his upright temperament.

As the saying goes, appearance comes from the heart. If a person is loyal in his heart, there will basically be no evil spirits revealed in his face.

And this person, not to mention his face, even his figure makes people feel righteous and awe-inspiring.

In addition, he was wearing green clothes, which was the standard military attire. However, there were no badges on his clothes at this time, so Zhiming wondered whether he had taken off the badge because he was on vacation.

This man named Junjun looked very plain, and he looked around with his eyes.

His eyes did not stop during this period, but when his eyes passed over Zhiming's body, his eyes suddenly froze.

Then the man walked directly into the stall and headed straight for Zhiming.

Na Zhiming sighed inwardly, he couldn't stop eating this meal again.

The man walked straight to Zhiming's seat. When he saw that Zhiming didn't move and just looked at him, he was not polite and gently opened the chair opposite Zhiming. He didn't ask whether Zhiming agreed, but just gently He nodded and then sat down straight away.

Na Zhiming didn't say anything. Judging from his behavior, he should be the kind of person who has sole control of power. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to face strangers and be so decisive and decisive, without hesitation, to reach his goal.

However, Zhiming felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Although people like you are considered a figure in the public eye, if you want to fry wings, you have to see who you are facing. You can't act wild in front of everyone. .

When the man saw that Zhiming was so calm and unhurried, and faced with a tough-looking man like himself, who was not easy to mess with at first glance, the man's face did not change, and his heart stopped beating, and he paid more attention to the impression of Na Zhiming in his heart. a bit.

"Hello, little comrade, my name is Yang Songping, from Yanjing. The car outside the door should be yours, right?"

At this point, he paused for a moment, thinking that Na Zhiming would respond to him, but he didn't expect that Na Zhiming didn't answer his words at all.

He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but he was the kind of person with great ambitions. Although he was a little uncomfortable with the feeling that Zhiming made him, he didn't care too much, and continued:

"This brother of mine is very interested in your car. He just started it without asking for your permission. Do you mind?"

Zhiming looked at him calmly for another three or four seconds, then smiled and said word by word:

"Let me go, man, I thought you were going to tell me that you were going to take away my car, but you came over to apologize. It shocked me."

Yang Songping's face turned red, but he still continued in a very calm tone:

"You said you wanted to apologize, so I'll apologize. It's my brother's fault, and I should apologize."

After hearing this, Zhiming's resentment towards him disappeared without a trace. Although this man was domineering, he was not unreasonable, and his way of dealing with things was straightforward, without hiding anything.

Such people are extremely confident and naturally have outstanding abilities, and the most rare thing is that they are willing to bow their heads for their brothers.

This bowing seems very simple and easy to achieve, but Na Zhiming knows that in a group like theirs, who is not proud and guilty? Under such circumstances, he will not deliberately come to trouble you. I showed you mercy and apologized to you?

Beautiful!