Just under the river embankment outside the rocky beach, Zhang Ke made a rough report on the contact with Deyi and Sgaobo this time with Wang Weijun, and also discussed the development of the digital mobile phone industry in Jianye City. The outdoor temperature must be minus 67 degrees below zero and the wind is very strong. Even if you stand on the river embankment that is leeing, you will still blow the cold wind that swirled from the river surface to make your hands and feet cold.

I rushed to the construction site of Zhongjing Microchip for a walk, and stayed at the construction site for lunch. After the meal, Wang Weijun and Yao Wensheng returned to the district, and Zhang Ke and Chen Jing took the Xiaojiang Bridge to return to Dongda. I thought the traffic situation would be better at noon, but I didn't expect that the car was blocked as soon as it got on the approach bridge and could not move forward or retreat.

He pressed the car window and looked outside. There was a sound of horns on the bridge deck. He didn't know that the situation had happened before the traffic jam. Zhang Ke held the back of his head and said to Chen Jing: "Why don't we go to the opposite side of the bridge and take a bus back to Xuefu Lane?"

Chen Jing smiled and said, "I haven't had the chance to walk on the Xiaojiang Bridge yet..." Of course, she didn't mind getting along with Zhang Ke alone. She got out of the car with Zhang Ke, threw Ma Hailong alone in the car, walked to the sidewalk, and walked over to the south bank of the Yangtze River.

There was no cover on the bridge deck, and the west wind was raging. Most of the pedestrians walking across the bridge turned sideways and walked with the wind on their backs. Chen Jing leaned on her body, and her hair was wobbled around her face, her delicate and rosy lips were wrapped around her black and shiny hair, which was bright and tempting. Zhang Ke looked distracted and tripped the bolt heads that were spent on the bridge deck. Chen Jing reacted quickly and reached out to hold Zhang Ke without making him look ugly, but couldn't help laughing, her hands covered her lips, and her eyes were charming and charming.

Zhang Ke smiled embarrassedly and made an excuse for himself and said, "This bridge deck has not been repaired for a long time. Who knows that bolts will suddenly be spread out on the sidewalk?" Seeing that Chen Jing was still laughing, he said, "You evil spirits who harm people should wear masks when you go out..."

"Why don't you say that you should dig out your eyeballs, but you have to take us to the street with a mask," Chen Jing said with a smile. "It's more appropriate to be disfigured if we all want to disfigure it." He reached out and lifted the hair that was blown across his eyes, but when he put his hand on, the hair was wrapped around his face by the wind, and he reached behind his head and grabbed his hair and walked side by side with Zhang Ke.

"Are you cold hands?" Zhang Ke asked Chen Jing.

"Do you have a rope or something to let me tie my hair up?" Chen Jing asked. At minus 6 or 7 degrees Celsius, my hands hurt so much that they were exposed. I was worried that I would have frostbite. I really didn't know the cold outside when I was in the car, so I had to suffer at this time.

"I'll help you," Zhang Ke walked behind Chen Jing, tied her long hair into a bunch, stuffed it into the collar of her cashmere jacket so that it would not be chaotic to the wind, "Is this OK?"

Asking Zhang Ke to stuff his hair into the collar, Chen Jing sorted out the bangs on the forehead and said, "The back feels messy. I can't reach my hand. Please help me..." When Chen Jing said this, he didn't feel anything. When Zhang Ke's hand reached from the hem of the coat to help her clean her hair. Through the thin cashmere sweater, he felt that the warm hands occasionally touched her. Only then did he realize that this movement was too intimate, and his shoulders and back were stiff. At that moment, his heart was floating. Fortunately, his face was covered with Zhang Ke, so Chen Jing could only take a quiet breath to calm down his mind. Don't tell the little man behind him that it would be too close, otherwise his face would be overwhelmed.

"Okay..." Zhang Ke pulled out his hand and sorted out Chen Jing's back shoulders. His plump black and shiny hair was close to his head. Chen Jing's head was very beautiful. "Now you don't have to worry about blowing your hair up."

Chen Jing must be careful that he might suddenly trip the bolt head that might be postponed on the sidewalk. He was panicked and put his hand in his pocket and walked side by side with Zhang Ke to the opposite side of the river. Two trucks in the middle of the bridge were scrambling, occupying the entire bridge deck, and a group of people surrounded there. The traffic police had not arrived yet. The drivers of the two trucks seemed to have just taken action. At this time, they were crossing their waists and cursing hard. Zhang Ke and Chen Jing looked outside the crowd for a while, but they didn't see that they had the intention of taking action again, so they continued to move forward.

Standing in front of the bus stop on Daqiao South Road, waiting for a taxi, a bus No. 318 heading to Yanguishan drove over first. Chen Jing said to Zhang Ke: "Let's take the bus back?"

Zhang Ke and Chen Jing got on the bus and remembered that they turned south after leaving Donghuamen, from Yangui South Road to Yanguishan Park without passing through Xuefu Lane. The driver of the No. 318 bus convoy is the craziest among all bus drivers in Jianye. Those so-called cycling parties in Hong Kong are afraid of being overshadowed in front of the No. 318 bus drivers. Zhang Ke saw with his own eyes that a passenger sitting in the last row flew on the hood in front of the bus when the driver was braked suddenly.

Zhang Ke told Chen Jing about this and asked her to grab the handrail with both hands: "If you think it's too cold to grab the handrail, you can just hold my waist..."

"You think I'm such a lie to me." Chen Jing also wanted to stand with her arms around Zhang Ke's waist, but she couldn't give such a simple reason to tempt her. Seeing Zhang Ke's serious hands holding the handrail, she giggled and shook her head to express her disbelief. She didn't believe that Zhang Ke had many opportunities to take the bus in Jianye. She reached out and touched the iron handrail, which was frozen and cold, so she stretched out her two fingers to put it on, and she wouldn't really hug Zhang Ke's waist. The madness of bus No. 318 can't help but feel crazy.

She didn't believe it. Just as she shook her head, the driver suddenly turned to the direction and overtook the platform in order to snatch a bus No. 318 in front of her. Zhang Ke felt like he was about to fly. Chen Jing had only time to grab Zhang Ke's arm and did not shake off the other side of the bus. The carriage exclaimed in surprise. Before Chen Jing could stand firm, he surpassed the bus in front. The driver suddenly turned the steering wheel and cut it to the front. This made Chen Jing hit Zhang Ke's arms and hugged his waist tightly to stand.

Chen Jing was wearing high-heeled boots, only a little shorter than Zhang Ke. Her eyes looked at Zhang Ke's nose bridge as straight as marble carvings, but she didn't dare to raise her eyes any more. If she met her eyes, her mind would definitely be at a loss. She felt Zhang Ke's warm breath pounce on her nose and lips, and her heart became more and more confused, and she was reluctant to let go of her hand to grab the handrail.

Fortunately, the driver helped her make a choice. The bus driver behind saw that he actually overwhelmed, so he increased the accelerator and went over. The driver actually greeted him in front: "Everyone grabbed the handrail, and stopped for a long time. Let's go over here first." Ignoring someone in the car complaining, two buses No. 318 were chasing each other on Daqiao South Road.

This is the No. 318 bus in Jianye City in 1997. It is completely possible to make a movie called "Crazy Bus".

The strong and heavy passengers are better. The thin girl can fly when overtaking, and the screams in the carriage rise and fall.

Chen Jing did not hug Zhang Ke's waist, and let go of one hand to grab the handrail, and the other hand to grab Zhang Ke's arm. Zhang Ke also let go of one hand to hold Chen Jing's arm. Chen Jing said, "It's so crazy. It seems that you have to borrow your hand to use it...ah!" Without saying anything, the bus turned the steering wheel in the opposite direction, and her whole body rushed into Zhang Ke's arms again.

"You don't have to go to the amusement park. It's not so exciting to go to the amusement park..." Zhang Ke held Chen Jing's waist tightly and helped her stand firmly. He really needed two people to work together. He smelled the quiet fragrance from Chen Jing's hairline and looked at Chen Jing's charming face, which made her face fluttered and red due to the sudden situation.

The change of the bus produced a huge force, and it was necessary to pull Chen Jing to pull Zhang Ke into her arms, or let her pounce into Zhang Ke’s arms. Although each time was short, the two of them were tightly attached to such a short time. Chen Jing had no intention of complaining about the crazy bus driver.

I originally planned to get off at Donghuamen, but unfortunately the driver did not take the initiative to stop the station when passing Donghuamen for the sake of his own speed. Chen Jing thought that he could just take this trip forever. When the train arrived at the terminal station at the southern foot of Yangui Mountain, he had to get off, and there was no excuse to continue holding Zhang Ke's arm.

"How does it feel?" Zhang Ke looked at Chen Jing, who was panting and hot-faced. "The city launched a pilot project on No. 318 bus, and asked the bus to be contracted by the driver personally, so this situation happened. Now everything is contracted, thinking that contracting is a elixir of all spirits. They all forgot that the city's bus should belong to the field of public services. Citizens pay taxes and imperial grains, and they still have to enjoy this stimulation! Alas..."

Chen Jing smiled. She didn't want to discuss these people's livelihood issues with Zhang Ke at this time. If she could find an excuse, she would be willing to return with Zhang Ke on the same route. The feeling of being forced to hug each other was spreading between her thoughts. Even if she could no longer enjoy it, she would not want the feeling to disappear soon.

I returned to Xuefu Lane and took the bus, but the bus that drove from the southern foot of Yangui Mountain was a tourist bus in the city. The driver had a gentle temper, and there were not many people in the carriage, and there were all seats. When I got off at the station in front of Xuefu Lane, Chen Jing hesitated for a while before saying to Zhang Ke: "Are you free in the evening? You always want to give me the opportunity to treat you to a meal, right?"
Chapter completed!