[Knowing whether or not] the county chief has quit.

"Donate these clothes to those in need, don't wear them."

"Shoes... throw them away, even those who are beggars won't wear them."

"Let's go out and find TONY, whom I know well, to trim your hair later."

"Your skin is too white, but it's okay, handsome men are popular now, so it's better to be whiter."

"Also, the shirt is off, let me see."

"This, this is not good." Feng Douzi hugged his chest, and while smiling, he tugged on his coat, trying to perform a tear-off.

It's a pity, I don't know whether the quality of the clothes is too good or he is too weak to succeed.

"I want to see your figure. Now is the age of Yangou. If you are good-looking and muscular, you will succeed 90% of the time!" Jiacheng rolled her eyes, she did not covet his body* .

"Then what is the remaining 10%?" Feng Douzi was very curious, can it be so easy for Internet celebrities to do it.

"Don't talk." Jiacheng smiled, tore off a piece of tape and stuck it on his mouth.

Sure enough, Feng Douzi was much more efficient after being silenced.Together, the two packed up all of his messy hot-eye outfits and threw them away.

Then Jiacheng took him to several fast-selling brands and picked out a few sets of clothes. These were all for photogenic use, as long as they looked good.

"I've gone shopping with women countless times, but I've never had a woman go shopping with me and buy me clothes." Feng Douzi touched his pocket. He really didn't bring a wallet.

"Go back and write the IOU." Jiacheng glanced at him, and could only take out his mobile phone to pay.Feng Douzi is still Feng Douzi after all, it won't turn into any other food.

Asking him to carry the bag, Jiacheng walked ahead quickly.She checked the time and found that she still had time to pick up the car.If I really want to help him, then there will be a lot of errands in the future, and I can't do without a car.

Feng Douzi volunteered to follow. He said that he also knew cars very well, having worked as a salesman in a 4S shop before.

Jiacheng suddenly remembered that he forgot to bring his driver's license, and he happened to have another, so he took him there.

Feng Douzi really didn't lie about knowing about cars.When he arrived at the car repair shop, he carefully checked Jiacheng's car and bargained for the price.

"Not bad, Douzi, I think you've become a little bit more handsome." Jiacheng suddenly felt that he was still useful, as long as he didn't mess around, he was a good Douzi.

"I'm already handsome. I was chased by many people in college. Hey, by the way, shall I call you Jiachengxing? You can call me Douzi, how about that?" Feng Douzi laughed triumphantly, and he started The car, drove out of the repair shop.

"No." Jiacheng refused, his voice was exactly the same as Qi Heng's, but the tone was different.She doesn't want to recall those good old days, it hurts too much.

"Then... then I'll call you Xiao Chengcheng." Feng Douzi didn't care, he had been rejected countless times anyway.

"Xiaojia, Xiaojia is fine." Jiacheng knew that if he didn't give him a definite answer, he could still make up a hundred nicknames.

"Okay, Xiaojia, let's go home!" Feng Douzi stepped on the gas pedal, very happy.

Jiacheng could only close his eyes and pretend to be asleep, and it was considered a profit for him to take advantage of him verbally.

The car didn't go far, and stopped.Jiacheng opened his eyes and saw the traffic police in front of him.

"Your driver's license hasn't expired, right?" Jiacheng suddenly became nervous. Anything could happen to Feng Douzi, so she had to be vigilant.

"No, I've only changed for more than a year." Feng Douzi took out his driver's license and showed Jiacheng a look.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Jiacheng was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Driver's license, please show me your driving license." A familiar voice sounded, and Jiacheng's sweat immediately began to break out again, but this time it was not cold sweat, but excited sweat.

This voice is more like Qi Heng!

She pressed Douzi's chest with one hand, supported the steering wheel with the other, and stretched her head to the window of the driver's seat.

Oh my god, a character more like Qi Heng appeared!

"This... Miss, you..., you..." The traffic policeman obviously didn't expect Jiacheng to make such a move, he was startled, thinking she was going to attack the policeman.After all, the traffic policeman was bitten and beaten a lot.Looks like a gentle, beautiful little girl, the sharper her nails and teeth are.

"Oh my god, Xiao Jia, why are you insane?" Feng Douzi was pressed on his chest by her, and he almost couldn't catch his breath.

"Douzi, do you know her?" The traffic policeman outside the window looked down and called out Feng Douzi's name.

"He knows you?" Jiacheng was a little confused, she was still remembering whether this traffic police comrade was Yang Zhi or Pang Jia.

"This is my cousin! Ouch, auntie, don't use too much force, I'm about to break a bone." Feng Douzi grabbed Jiacheng's wrist, wanting her to leave his chest quickly.

"Don't touch me!" Jiacheng exploded in an instant. She pushed Feng Douzi away, opened the car door and jumped down.

Although Douzi is Douzi, the body is exactly the same as Qi Heng.

Her heart still hurts a lot.

During the Northern Song Dynasty, she accompanied Qi Heng to participate in Wang Anshi's reform.Then offended all the queen mother's party, and even Princess Pingning didn't understand them.

But Qi Heng and she still persisted, no, it should be said that Qi Heng persisted.

In the fourth year of Yuanfeng, three years before Shenzong's death, she was taken away by a dog.

That year, the Xixia royal family was in turmoil, and Zhao Xu wanted to take the opportunity to go north to attack Xia.Jiacheng knew that Zhao Xu would not succeed, and it would lead to his early death, so she wanted to stop it.

It snowed heavily on the way into the palace, she was too anxious to pay attention to her feet, slipped and fell on the stone steps.

The back of his head landed on the ground, probably with serious intracranial hemorrhage, and he swallowed his breath without even groaning.

Although he failed to grow old together with Qi Heng, at least he gave birth to a daughter and a son by himself, which can be regarded as consummation.

Just remembering that her elder brother Zhongzhen died of depression, and Qi Heng offended so many nobles, so the fate should not be much better.

As a result, even if she only saw the documents of the Northern Song Dynasty, her heart would be so painful that she would faint.

"Cousin, cousin, she is my friend, just recently..., I recently fell out of love, so I am a little irritable, cousin, please forgive me." Feng Douzi also got out of the car quickly, he didn't know why Jiacheng was so emotional suddenly Excited, afraid that she would be caught in prison for obstructing law enforcement.

"Is he your cousin? How do you express yourself?" Jiacheng pressed his chest and looked up at the traffic policeman in front of him.

"It's because his mother and mine are cousins, and we have one thing in common..." Feng Douzi raised his eyes and answered seriously.

"What's your name?" Jiacheng asked directly, regardless of Douzi.

"Pang Jia, this beauty, you stand aside a little bit, this car is passing by, it won't look good if you hit it." Pang Jia couldn't laugh or cry, he was lucky to have experience, so he wouldn't panic.

Because he is handsome and a traffic policeman, he often shows up in public, and is often chased by girls.

"Oh, it's you." Jiacheng collapsed in an instant, as it turned out to be just another character.

"You guys know each other?" Feng Douzi became curious when he heard Jiacheng say that.

"I don't know, I definitely don't know. I will remember such a beauty at a glance." Pang Jia shook his head quickly, he didn't want to be involved in scandals, "Okay, okay, you guys go quickly, don't delay my work."

"Thank you, cousin. Goodbye, cousin." Feng Douzi hurriedly let Jiacheng get back into the car and drove home.

Jiacheng was silent all the way, and Feng Douzi could tell that she was in a bad mood, and she was no longer talkative.

It wasn't until the garage of the community that Jiacheng asked quietly, "Are there many relatives in your family who look alike?"

"Yeah, how did you know?" Feng Douzi was amused. They really look the same. "That Pang Jia you saw today, he also has an older brother named Yang Zhi. When he was in law enforcement. , was hit by a car and died, so he inherited his brother's career and became a traffic policeman."

"One's surname is Pang, the other's surname is Yang, and they are also cousins?" Jiacheng laughed. She probably understood what kind of world she was in.

"It's not cousin, dear, it's just one with my father's surname and the other with my mother's surname."