With a creaking sound, a black car stopped near the stop sign at the west gate of Huanshan Park. The door opened. The female reporter Zhang Li got out of the car and walked towards the vendor next to the stop sign. After walking a few steps, she suddenly tripped and fell to the ground with a snap.

"Oh..." The female reporter hurriedly got up, "What's going on? I've fallen three times today, why do I trip me up with everything?"

"Sister Li, have you forgotten to wear high heels today? Why do I think you have become shorter today?" asked the young man holding the camera behind him in confusion.

"Can you do? I don't think so." Zhang Li actually felt something was wrong. She wore a skirt this morning, because for some reason, all her pants were growing. But she refused to admit it, how could this happen?

She said to the photographer: "Your camera will be lowered later, my heel today is not as high as yesterday."

In fact, it is three centimeters higher than yesterday's.

"Okay... But Sister Li, can we interview like this?"

"Don't worry, this is called a news point. Yesterday many people called to complain to this vendor. Let's take more shots before the people from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau come, and then bring some vegetables back to experiment..."

After interviewing for a long time, Zhao Min arrived in a hurry as soon as they left.

"You guys are here! The unscrupulous reporter just left yesterday!" Seeing Zhao Min, a few young people who often come to buy vegetables and are still broadcasting live nearby rushed forward, "I saw that she took away several potato and green peppers. It was too much, and she hadn't paid yet!"

"I really don't know what the quality of journalists are now, and they still report randomly, saying that they can cure all diseases. Is this kind of preset position true? "

"That's right, I'm so shameless about the vegetables in the manor!" They were filled with righteous indignation.

Although most of them are Africans, they can’t stand seeing several Europeans in the past two days, and several of them are their friends. They don’t believe what they saw with their own eyes, and do they still believe in those unscrupulous journalists who don’t know where they come from?

Young people today are not middle-aged and elderly people. They believe in the so-called authority on TV and have a strong ability to accept new things.

Of course, compared with the TV station's reporters, these small anchors or enthusiasts cannot have too much say.

As he was talking, Zhuang Buyuan also came out of the manor. He looked around and said, "Are those reporters leaving?"

Zhuang Buyuan was helpless and unhappy with these reporters. He ate, drank and took things, and even started to firecrackers. However, Zhuang Buyuan didn't think of any way to deal with her for a while, and he had a headache.

"Master, I'll take a look next time. I will definitely not let people take over the output of the manor!" Zhao Min patted his chest and said.

"No, a few vegetables are not worth it..." Zhuang Buyuan shook his head, letting Mr. Zhao face these sharp-tongued reporters? He couldn't bear it. He just felt unhappy when he was given to such people.

Zhao Min was about to speak when a figure flashed in front of him. A man grabbed the clothes not far away from the village from behind and said, "You are the owner of the village? I will kill you, a liar!"

Zhuang Buyuan was stunned, and Zhao Min screamed in surprise: "Zhao Jikun, let go of the owner of the manor!"

"Dad, I see you are obsessed with it! Such a person who looks like a liar at first sight..." Zhao Jikun was unhappy. He said many times that he asked his father to go to the botanical garden where he worked as a handyman. Zhao Min was a good at serving flowers and plants, and he also liked to study this thing. Now the botanical garden is short of people. Zhao Min went there, maybe he could learn a few tricks from those experts and professors.

But Zhao Min just didn't go, and now he actually came to work for others? Or did he sell some sky-high vegetables?

The last time they were the ones they gave themselves to be the ones who were given food.

I really don’t know what fertilizers are inside and what heavy metals are exceeding the standard!

There are so many scammers now, and most of them are targeted at the elderly. Zhao Jikun doesn’t want his father to buy all the hard-earned money he has saved up with hard work!

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the road: "Be careful!"

Everyone turned around and saw a big truck rushing straight towards me with a car. With a loud "boom", the car was hit on the side of the road. On the cornerstone not far from the village, half of the body was pressed under the big truck, and the body was flattened.

A car accident!

Everyone was chatting like panicked ants. Most of them immediately subconsciously turned on their phones, called the police or took photos, and some people surrounded them: "Save people quickly!"

"I am a doctor, don't move the injured, let me see!" A middle-aged man who was waiting for the car immediately stepped forward.

The damage to the big truck was not serious, but the driver fainted on the steering wheel. The doctor and two passers-by lifted him down. Someone tried to start the car and could start it. Then he moved the car to one side and then took a breath of air.

The car was so miserable. The car was almost crushed and the whole person was stuck inside. The doctor reached into the broken window and checked it, and immediately shouted: "Who has any tools? He must be brought out of the car!"

Get it out of the car? Everyone looked at the car body that was almost tightly clamped his body, stunned. What kind of tools do you need to use?

"The fire brigade needs to come..."

"What to do? What to do?"

Passers-by can’t help but have no choice. Who has a big tool with you?

At this moment, a luxury car drove over. Deng Yali poked his head out of the window, looked at the scene of the car accident in front of him, and asked the driver: "Do you have tools in the car? Forget it... Look at this, unless you have a large cutting machine, it will be useless."

Anyway, the road was blocked, so Deng Yali was not in a hurry to work in the manor, so he simply stopped beside him and watched the fun.

Zhuang Buyuan also saw Deng Yali, pretending that he didn't see it, so as not to be upset.

Deng Yali has been absent from work for several days, and the other two people, the chef and the servant, have only been here once. Both of them are in a dilemma, saying that the boss will not let them come, otherwise they will be deducted from their salary and they will have to come secretly. What can Zhuang Buyuan say, so he simply told them not to come for the time being.

I don’t know why Deng Yali came again today, it’s really rare.

In fact, Deng Yali had no place to stay. The settlement of the stadium was getting worse and worse. Although it was not visible on the outside, there were already slight cracks and structural damage at the bottom. Deng Yali walked on the street and saw the stadium. He thought it was slanted and thought about all kinds of methods, but the effect was not obvious. He had mobilized a lot of machinery from other places to prevent the settlement, but it took time for the machine to mobilize it. During this period, the settlement would become more and more serious, and maybe cracks would appear at any time.

He was upset and wanted to find a place to isolate the outside world and calm down. For some reason, he remembered that the manor had arrived.

If there is something good about the manor, it is that it is particularly quiet and deserted and has no trouble.

As soon as Deng Yali's eyes were in contact with Zhuang, he raised the car window.

Zhao Min did not pay attention to Deng Yali, and he looked at Zhuang Buyuan with an inquiring gaze.

"It's important to save people, go." Zhuang Buyuan nodded.

Zhao Min turned around and ran back to the manor, ran back to the car with a few things, and said to the doctor: "Please give it up, let me do it!"

"Dad?" Zhao Jikun was stunned. Seeing that Zhao Min had several flower pots with vines in his hand, he was amused and laughed. He grabbed Zhao Min and said, "Dad, let professionals do this. Do you want to smash the car with the flower pot?"

Zhao Min turned around and glared at Zhao Jikun. Zhao Jikun's heart skipped a beat and subconsciously let go of his hand.

Zhao Min's eyes were calm and confident, like an endless sea. He had never seen such eyes on Zhao Min.

Is this really my timid and unpromising father who will never have a chance in his life?
Chapter completed!