C12 (1/2)

Many people said that life from morning to night was not bad, but when it came to Liu Yunfeng, that was his life. The reason why Liu Yunfeng chose the job as a porter was because other than not needing his education, there was also another important reason: he did not need to get up so early.

But it was different now. He had what he called a nine to five white-collar life, which meant he had to get up at seven and take the bus to work at 7: 30.

In fact, he could easily match up to a small mount. Even if it wasn't a top grade little four-wheel drive, a normal BMW wouldn't be a problem.

Although he didn't go back during this period of time, he believed that his whereabouts were known to him like the back of his hand. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so assured that he would ignore him.

If he wasn't mistaken, someone must have been spying on him when he was a porter and passed the information on to his mother.

He had never struggled so hard in his entire life, much less be such a laborer. Everyone said that a piece of meat fell from the child's mother's heart. He had suffered so much, yet his mother never appeared, let alone wishing for him to return home early or anything like that.

Liu Yunfeng started to suspect if he was just a piece of meat that his mother had lost when she was losing weight, not a piece of flesh that she had lost.

He actually felt that he should have left home a long time ago. Forget it. If he doesn't appear, then he doesn't appear. There will be a day when she won't be able to find him.

In order to thoroughly integrate himself into this harmonious society, Liu Yunfeng didn't even think about the idea of hauling a car to work. Just randomly matching one would make him more famous than the boss, he shouldn't be so flamboyant, if only his second-hand paint spraying cart was still here, although the car wasn't powerful, it would be better to live a bus life.

Some people said that the scenery inside the window and outside the window were completely different. Regarding these words, Liu Yunfeng treated it as golden jade saying!

When Liu Yunfeng was a student, he would go out with his best friends every time. Only by doing this would he be able to avoid training his Qing Gong, avoiding Teng Na and other rare public transportation secret manuals.

Although he was taller, he could not stop himself from being pushed to the ground with his toes.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of a ridiculous question.

If the bus was overloaded by one person, then the bus that he was ”riding” on was already overloaded by dozens of people. However, why was it not overloaded?

This was a very magical question. In the Sky Dynasty, no one could really say it out loud. It was not legal and not legal.

Liu Yunfeng never thought that someone else would ask the same question as him.

”Fatty, how come I find that every time we ride on the bus, you look like you're enjoying yourself?” A middle-aged fatty stood on his left with a satisfied expression while a person next to him asked curiously.

”Haha, you don't even know this? Look at yourselves, which one of you isn't riding on a car with your feet hanging in the air, but me?” The fat guy laughed.

”What's so funny about that?” A person familiar with Fatty asked.

”You don't understand. Your feet are hanging in the air, pressed down until your bodies are thin, but I don't feel any pain. Look at my body …” The fatty even shook that fierce face of his, causing those ladies to turn pale.

”Be careful, with a lady here …” A handsome man with glasses couldn't stand watching on.

”Sigh!” Why is our lawyer still on the bus with this group of us? Three years ago, you said that you weren't a long term passenger in this car, and that you were destined to enter and leave the luxury car, and that you were a righteous existence! Why are you still trying to get on the bus with us? ” The fat guy didn't even get angry at the bespectacled person, but mocked him instead.