2.58         You have to be ruled

Not long after, Zhang Yi Ge thought to himself, "Does it know how to come here to see the spring flowers and autumn moon?" Thinking of it, he couldn't help but hum and sent it, "Is it beastly?" As he said that, he withdrew his smile and continued to think to himself, "If it is beastly, if it is beastly, maybe it becomes a human, then it is a big flower-hearted carrot."

I looked suspicious and sent it over: "Big Pervert!" However, when Brother Zhang shook his head, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, patted the black steering wheel hard, and sent it with his cell phone: "Irritable! Irritable! Irritable!" I sent it over: "I wasted my energy."

Seeing that all this could not be changed, and he had consumed it, Zhang Yi Ge thought to himself: "I am really powerless. Why doesn't it speak?" As he asked, he couldn't help but put down his hand, carefully looked around it, and then thought to himself, "I want to see what it looks like!"

But when I saw him sending a nod, I didn't think about it for a while, I sent it: "You have to follow the rules." After sending it, I also equipped it with a lion icon, combed it with my hands slightly, and thought to myself, "I hope he can be more wolfish and more kingly."

Brother Zhang looked at the icon I posted and thought to himself: "Is it really spiritual and animalistic?" Thinking of it, he conducted stress tests on the black steering wheel from time to time.

However, he kept slapping at the center of the black steering wheel, and said to himself: "Strike the center is the beheading action!" The black steering wheel actually slapped him. Now, that's fine! Brother Zhang sneered and thought to himself: "It's still temper!" As he said that, humming his nose, he continued to slap its heart.

Nowadays, a normal social person has a common sense: wherever there is oppression, there is resistance; wherever there is blow, there is complaint. Therefore, it began to complain loudly, and when he saw that he had not stopped, he complained to the human world, the traffic police, and the urban management, etc. It does not believe that there is no justice in the human world! It will never believe that Zhang Yi Ge is the emperor.

Everyone knows that there is no emperor in this society, at least in our country. Those who have emperors have no relationship with us. Those things and things are only 108,000 miles away from our great motherland. Perhaps, only when they meet Sun Wukong, his somersault or a few somersaults come to Fenglin City and cheer him on Zhang Yi Ge. Obviously, this is never possible. So, he can't think about it.

As a result, the passing urban management personnel failed to find a partner, so they couldn't help but smile happily, as if saying, "This rice pig is really slaughtered!" As they said that, they walked over with great enthusiasm. Soon, they arrived at his car window. Some were slapping his car window glass, some were lowering their heads to bloom tickets, and some were warning him to be subject to the rules of the urban management. Soon after, the traffic assistant also came over and shouted: "You have to be subject to the rules!" Other traffic assistants also bowed their heads to publish tickets, and some knocked on his glass car window.

Seeing this, Brother Zhang thought to himself: "These people are mostly civil servants with offices. They are invited to be evil people. They are boys! They are very ghosts. This day they are very ghosts."

Who knows! However, these talents, no matter whether they are the Jade Emperor of the previous dynasty or the current emperor, must issue fines and deduct points. They must stuff those things in order to implement the system, regardless of whether they are willing or not. This seems to be fined to death! Otherwise, the law will be empty talk.

Brother Zhang Yi is an ordinary person and a commoner. How strong can he have? He had to open the car window, take the documents he handed over, look down at the amounts, and think to himself: "A hero will not suffer any loss in front of him. It is really hard to explain when a scholar meets a soldier." Thinking of it, he shrugged his shoulders, took out his wallet reluctantly, and had to hand over a few bright red bills.

The paper was covered with the avatar of the great leader, Grandpa Mao! He seemed to think Grandpa Mao was saying, "You are just not a mistake! I don't know how to excuse you. You should hand it over."

Afterwards, he looked at the tickets written similar to those written on the note paper, and saw that it was written with a crooked slant: Noise pollution, fined several yuan. He couldn't help but shake his head. Brother Zhang was very sensitive to such keywords, shook his head depressedly, hummed his nose, and thought to himself: "Previously, no one asked about that noise pollution! Damn, my noise pollution is so much money!" Thinking of it, he laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "Forget it!"

However, he shrugged and thought to himself, "A good man won't fight with officials! I won't be able to see them." Thinking of it, he said to himself, "Spend money to eliminate disasters!" He said, sighing, looking quietly in the distance, thinking to himself, "Spend money to eliminate disasters. I am very casual in this express delivery. Don't say I am Ah Q!" Thinking of it, he smiled self-deprecatingly, patted the steering wheel, and then thought to himself, "If this is done according to the regular procedures."

Not long after, he shook his head and thought to himself, "Then I will lose a lot." Then he thought to himself, "Don't talk about this anymore. I want these traffic managers to chat for a long time, but I have to watch the video. In fact, these are not of quality. It's just that their parents were born well, found relationships, and spent a lot of money to do this." Thinking of it, he laughed self-deprecatingly, "Relationships to society, depend on relationships."

He hummed and thought to himself, "But! That money is also inevitable! People are the ones who are the slaughter and I am the fish." Thinking of it, looking at the vegetable market ahead, he closed his eyes gently, and then thought to himself, "Zhou Yu beat Huang Gai, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten!" Thinking of it, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and continued to think to himself, "It's been delayed for more than half a day. Time, for me, is the bright red RMB."

After waiting for a while, he slowly opened his eyes and thought to himself: "I have to be glad that my car is parked in a parking space! I have to be glad that I accept their traffic assessment in a regular manner!" Thinking of it, he couldn't help but yawn, and then thought to himself, "Abide by the rules can often avoid risks!" Thinking of it, he nodded slightly.

He thought to himself, "Otherwise, there would be another ticket, which would only cost me more." Thinking of it, he said to himself, "It's not too late to make up for the dead!" Thinking of it, he watched all this quietly.

At this time, he seemed to think that the parking space was familiar and friendly.

After this, Brother Zhang nodded with satisfaction and thought to himself: "This gives me a familiar and mysterious feeling. I have to throw all the unhappy feeling of paying the fine behind me, and throw it out of the sky. These will be wiped out in one go." Thinking of it, he slowly opened the car door, got off the car slowly, shrugged his shoulders, and closed the car door.

Brother Zhang slowly turned around and faced the spring flowers and autumn moon.

Of course, he would not think about his past and face the wall and think about his past and his past. After all, he felt that he had not committed any sin! Then there was no question. He hesitated about whether to go there. He thought about it and couldn't help but bring the car door. Seeing that the car door was indeed closed, he walked directly towards the direction he faced with a smile.

Soon, Brother Zhang walked over the marble and tiled steps, walked into the spring flowers and autumn moon, came to the wide hall, nodded slightly, and thought to himself: "A professional should be spared after work." Thinking of it, he saw a tall man with a beard speaking Mandarin with a Fujian accent.

By the way, it might be Mandarin with a Taiwanese accent. The man kept saying to his own phone. Brother Zhang walked and looked at these, thinking in his heart: "Why am I a little familiar with that Japanese man?" Thinking, he slightly tilted his head and saw the birds and birds of the blessed Buddhists, he didn't think of the bird man. Then he thought to himself, "The Buddhists once said that emptiness is color, color is emptiness. Empty color!" Thinking of it, he couldn't help but sneeze and cursed, "It's very ghost."

Obviously, his memory is that he does not abide by the rules. How can he let go of a phenomenon that does not abide by the rules?

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!