Marry into a wealthy family if you don't pay well

Talk about less money, the legend of the Shagull toll booth.

In the three months since he started working, the phenomenon of "running poles and evading tolls" at toll booths for several years has been effectively curbed, and the faces of passing drivers have changed when they heard the "words".

This is the highest praise for a toll collector.

—— Today’s Yan Shaoqian is also working hard.

It was an unremarkable working day. Everything at the Sha’ou toll booth remained the same. Due to years of disrepair, half of the “Gull” of the “Sand Ou” was missing and became a “Sand Bird”.

Affectionately known as - "stupid bird".

Yan Shaoqian is on duty today, and the toll booth he is in is on the far right, which is the lane for trucks.

It was not a special day, nor did it catch up with the large convoy visiting, only a few sparse trucks were waiting to pass.

Yan Shaoqian casually accepted the card to collect money, when suddenly his phone on the table turned on, and a message popped up: [Baby, I'll be there soon^_^]

Baby... Belle...

And this disgusting emoji...

Yan Shaoqian felt a chill, and subconsciously touched the corner of his mouth.

...Sink into this grandson.

It was just to avoid meeting him that he came to the truck aisle on purpose.

Yan Shaoqian sneered inwardly, and said to himself, let's see how you can create a "coincidence" opportunity this time, and at the moment when he was distracted, it was a little strange to see the next truck waiting to pay the toll from the corner of his eye.

Instead of slowing down on the scale, the car accelerated and drove forward.

Yan Shaoqian instantly raised his professional vigilance - is this car going to be charged?

Sure enough, the truck drove straight through the barrier that hadn't been lifted, and rushed forward dully.

This pole has been broken for so many years, and it has already been scarred. It drove away as soon as it was hit. Drivers who often run this line know that the "stupid bird" toll booth is easy to charge. Became a feature here.

However, today is different from the past.

The moment he judged that the truck had the intention of punching the card, he had already picked up the guy, got out of the window, stretched out his arm to grab it, hung the whole person on the rear of the truck, and shouted behind him: "Squad leader, please watch for me for 5 minutes." !"

"coming!"

Just after driving out of the toll booth, before the speed of the truck increased, Yan Shaoqian dexterously climbed onto the roof, swam from the rear of the car to the front, lowered his arms calmly, and gestured to the driver through the glass for the guy in his hand: " parking!"

The driver didn't expect that there was someone on the roof of the car, and when he saw what he was carrying, he had no choice but to step on the brakes.

It was a window-breaking hammer.

If the driver refused to stop, he would break open the passenger window and go in to talk about life with the other person.

The inertia brought by the brakes made Yan Shaoqian's hands slip, and he almost fell off the roof of the car, so he couldn't help but "tsk" and frowned.

this body...

Sure enough, I still don't adapt.

The driver poked his head and yelled at him: "Are you sick?! You want to die!"

Yan Shaoqian jumped up and landed firmly on the ground. He immediately opened the car door, pulled the driver's collar to pin him down, and yelled back louder: "Who are you calling sick? Are you justified in escaping the fee? Money, did you hear me, pay me!"

The driver struggled and continued to yell: "Where is the madness, you stupid--"

"You try to curse again?" Yan Shaoqian gave him a hard elbow, and forced the silenced words back, "If you pass the toll booth, you have to pay, otherwise you don't want to leave today!"

The driver's face was flushed by him, and he pressed his stomach in pain: "A toll collector dares to hit someone, I want to report you!"

"Go!" Yan Shaoqian grabbed the badge pinned to his shirt, "Will I change my name and surname? The job number is written here. Do you see clearly? Don't you want to report it? Hurry up, don't you? My grandson!"

The driver saw the name on the badge, and suddenly his expression changed: "...Yan Shaoqian? Are you that... that mad dog?"

He took a step back like a ghost, and tried his best to break away from the other party's restraint: "I'm unlucky to meet you, isn't it just money, I'll pay it."

"Wouldn't it have been resolved earlier?" Yan Shaoqian's expression softened, "Go back and weigh the scale again."

The driver was forced to compromise: "Got it."

There was no car in the driveway for the time being, the truck was weighed again to pay the toll, Yan Shaoqian stared at it, put the broken window hammer back to the toll booth, and took back the mobile phone he had just dropped by the way.

I saw another new message above: [Qianqian, why didn't you reply to my message? 】

Yan Shaoqian had goosebumps all over his body, and hurriedly put the phone back into his pocket out of sight, and stretched out his hand to smooth out the wrinkles on the uniform shirt left by the "fight" just now.

It was obviously a very ordinary shirt, but it unexpectedly looked very stylish when he put it on, exuding a vague abstinence style.

Since he came, the male appearance level of the entire toll booth has improved a lot.

Yan Shaoqian hid behind the toll booth, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette, and was about to light it when he heard someone calling him.

He could only smoke secretly during working hours. He was a little impatient, so he stuffed the cigarettes into his breast pocket and walked towards the source of the voice: "Why?"

The toll collector at the toll booth next door looked anxious: "Brother Shaoqian, please help me."

"What did you call me?"

"...Brother Shaoqian, what's the matter?"

Yan Shaoqian approached quickly, squinted his eyes and said, "You can call me 'Brother Yan', 'Brother Shao', and 'Brother Qian', but you can't call me 'Brother Shaoqian', do you hear me!"

The other party was so frightened that he shrank his neck: "I know, I know, less... Oh no, Brother Yan."

Master Yan Shaoqian ignored the villains: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"I...suddenly have a stomachache. Brother Yan, please watch me for a while. I'll be back after I'm done."

"It's really a lazy donkey who grinds a lot of excrement and urine," Yan Shaoqian pulled the corner of his mouth, opened the door and entered the toll booth, "Hurry up."

"Thank you brother Yan!"

"Oh, that's right," Yan Shaoqian stopped him again, "Are you a new temporary worker? What's your name?"

"Wu Yu."

Yan Shaoqian was also speechless: "What's your name?"

"Wu Yu," Wu Yu tried his best to cover his stomach, and he probably couldn't hold back the pain, "Wu, surnamed Wu, Yu of the universe."

"..."

Homophones are no fun.

He waved his hand: "Okay, okay, you go quickly."

Wu Yu ran away in a hurry.

The weather is fine today, and there are not too many cars. It doesn't matter if you take a lazy walk occasionally.Yan Shaoqian glanced at his phone and found that Shen Zhuo hadn't sent him any more messages, so he felt relieved.

A low-key black car slowly drove into the toll booth. Without looking up, he stretched out his hand from the window, signaling the driver to hand over his card.

Unexpectedly, the driver probably had a brain problem, so he held his hand while handing over the card.

Yan Shaoqian: "???"

He turned his head in astonishment, wanting to see who was so bold, but he met a face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

ponder...

Appeared, the culprit who caused him to time travel!

Yan Shaoqian's hairs stood on end: "Why are you?!"

He dodged thousands of times, but he still didn't dodge?

"Didn't I say I'll be there soon?" Shen Zhuo raised his eyebrows, his eyes fell on the other's lips, "What's the matter, baby, are you so afraid of me? You don't have such an expression? Could it be because... last night was too Intense?"

Yan Shaoqian: "..."

fierce?

what intense?

He sneered, put more force on his fingers, and forcibly snatched the card from the opponent's hand: "Yeah, fierce, I beat you too hard!"

He swiped the card, and threw it back to the other party: "I warn you, if you have ETC, you can honestly take ETC for me, and next time you deliberately use artificial labor, don't even think about it, get out!"

"Qianqian is still so fierce." Shen Zhuo's smile deepened, and he put the card with body temperature on his lips and kissed it, "You were not like this when you were in bed last night."

Yan Shaoqian: "??"

The more you talk, the more excited you are?

He gritted his teeth: "How many times have I said, call me Brother Qian! Call me Brother!"

Shen Zhuo: "Then...Brother Qianqian?"

Yan Shaoqian was about to continue his attack when the cars behind him became impatient. The driver honked his horn and yelled, "I can't go! What are we talking about!"

Shen Zhuo raised the car window without changing his expression, and finally blinked at someone: "I'll wait for you to eat at noon, Brother Qianqian~"

Yan Shaoqian felt nauseous for a while.

Shen Zhuo's car drove away from the toll booth, but it didn't go far. Instead, it plunged into a small yard next to it - this is the monitoring room of the toll booth, as well as the staff dormitory and canteen.

The assistant reminded kindly in the co-pilot: "Mr. Shen, you still have a meal at noon..."

"Push," Shen Zhuo lowered his voice, raised his brows impatiently, "Just say I haven't got off the highway yet."

"……Yes."

As soon as he stopped the car and turned off the engine, he saw someone passing by in front of him—it was Wu Yu.

Wu Yu obviously noticed him too, the two looked at each other through the windshield, and Shen Zhuo nodded to him.

And Wu Yu replied with an "ok" gesture.

"Are you really okay with this?" the assistant said, "If Mr. Yan finds out, he will ignore you for another week."

Shen Jue tilted his head back: "Then what can I do? Compared with his personal safety, ignoring me for a week is nothing?"

The assistant hesitated to speak: "But..."

It seems that Mr. Yan's current skills don't need the protection of others.

Shen Zhuo glanced at him coldly: "Huh?"

"……nothing."

Yan Shaoqian didn't know what bad things Shen did secretly behind his back. He was still upset in the toll booth, thinking that this temporary worker was too slow to go to the toilet, fell into the pit?

Four or 10 minutes later, Wu Yu finally went back and said with apologetic face: "I'm sorry, brother Yan, I had a meal by the way, and I came back late."

Yan Shaoqian: "..."

By the way... have a meal?

in the toilet?

Wu Yu noticed his weird expression, and instantly realized that he had misunderstood, and quickly waved his hands: "No, no! I mean, the cafeteria just opened for dinner, so I went over to have a meal."

Yan Shaoqian: "...Oh."

Wu Yu: "Brother Yan, should you go to eat too? I'm really sorry for asking you to help me watch for so long."

Yan Shaoqian didn't say anything else, he got up and was about to leave, but when he passed by the other party, Wu Yu cast his eyes on his lips, and asked strangely: "Brother Yan, why is the corner of your mouth so broken?"

Yan Shaoqian's eyes twitched: "...bitten by a dog."

"Bite by a dog?" Wu Yu looked surprised, "Then you have to get a rabies vaccine!"

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Shen Zhuo: Wang.

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We meet again, this time it is a sand sculpture sweet article, I hope you like it~