Chapter Thirty-Five: Hurry up and come into this girl's bowl

  Whenever Miss Shumacher's name is mentioned, Ma Ling becomes embarrassed: "Officer, next time take care of it, don't give me a fine."

  Tan Jiaxing burst out laughing and said, "You guys are busy, I have something else to attend to, so I'll leave first."

  Time was pressing, Liu Handong and Ma Ling went back to the taxi company in Huaijiang again, handed over their new local driver's license and ID card, but were rejected by the staff: "Not a local ID card, need a temporary residence permit."

  Ma Ling said that it's still difficult to get a temporary residence permit, but we're familiar with the police station.

  He immediately took Liu Handong to the Huahuo Police Station, found his father's colleague to handle a temporary residence permit, and Ma Guoqing's face was indeed useful. The police officer only used five minutes to issue a temporary residence permit for Liu Handong.

  When they returned to the taxi company, it was already noon. The staff were resting and having lunch, so they didn't work. The two of them ate something at a nearby small restaurant, and waited until 2 pm when the door finally opened again. They went in and presented their temporary residence permit, but were rejected once more: "At least you need to have lived in this city for three years before you can sign up."

  Ma Ling was furious and argued with the staff: "Are you intentionally picking on me? Why didn't you say anything earlier?"

  Liu Handong pulled her back: "Forget it, they're doing it on purpose."

  Ma Lingdao said: "I'll go find their manager."

  Liu Handong said: "Is it that surnamed Bian?"

  Ma Lingdao said: "Right, Bian Xuangang, department manager."

  Liu Handong said: "I think he's just looking for trouble on purpose."

  "It's impossible, I've never offended him, and he's still the brother of our unit colleague."

  Liu Handong said: "Maybe it's your colleague who is playing tricks."

  Ma Ling suddenly realized: "Right, it's possible that Bian Xiangqiang deliberately made things difficult for his brother to bully you. This kid is really despicable, I was wrong to call him Master."

  It goes without saying that Liu Handong knew that this Bian Xiangqiang must be Ma Ling's pursuer, and it was normal for him to set obstacles for himself.

  "I'll go find him!" Ma Ling said indignantly.

  "Never mind, I don't want to drive a taxi anyway, it's too tiring and not free." Liu Handong comforted Ma Ling, he knew that Ma Ling was anxious for him to find a job in order to shut his parents' mouths, otherwise finding an unemployed boyfriend would definitely be strongly opposed.

  Ma Ling's phone rang, he answered it and said a couple of words, then said "Let's go, something's up!"

  Liu Handong drove his tricycle along the 520 route for a few stops and stopped next to a stalled bus, where a woman in her thirties was standing behind the rear-mounted engine with her hands tied behind her back. Seeing Ma Ling come over, she said: "Little Ma, take a look, the idling speed is unstable, the speed drops from 400 to 300, and then it dies."

  Ma Lingdao said: "Sister Li, why didn't anyone from the team come?"

  "Everyone is busy, the repairman can't come for the time being."

  Ma Ling held a wrench and tapped it here and there, but couldn't figure out what was going on.

  Liu Handong said: "Let me take a look." Then he checked the intake manifold and diesel pipeline very skillfully.

  "Little horse, who is this?" asked Sister Li.

  "Friend." Ma Ling said casually.

  "Boyfriend." Li Jie's gossiping fire was burning fiercely.

  "Fixing cars, fixing cars." Ma Ling said casually.

  Liu Handong pulled out the speed sensor and shouted: "Sister, you try it."

  Sister Li got on the bus and started it, the diesel engine was running, she came down with a smile, called the fleet: "Captain Wang, the fault has been found, just send someone to deliver a speed sensor."

  Ma Lingdao said: "Nothing, let's go first."

  "Hey, what's the hurry? Come chat with your sister for a bit. Young man, what's your name and where do you work?"

  Liu Handong said: "Sister Li, I'm Liu Handong, just retired from the army and haven't found a good job yet."

  Sister Li was very enthusiastic: "You must be a technical soldier, it's easy to find a job, if not, come to our car team as a technician specializing in repairing cars, that's also good."

  Ma Ling's eyes lit up: "This is a good idea, Sister Li, you go tell the captain."

  As they were talking, another 520 arrived, sent by the team leader to deliver a new speed sensor. However, after Liu Handong installed the new speed sensor, the vehicle's fault persisted, indicating that it was not a problem with the sensor but rather with the wiring harness. Liu Handong used a multimeter to check the circuit one by one and finally found that the A27 signal line and A12 ground line were reversed. After swapping them, he patted the car body: "Try again!"

  Sister Li started the car and the engine roared normally, the fault was completely eliminated. At this time, Liu Handong's hands were covered with oil stains, and his clothes were dirty beyond recognition.

  "Sister Li invites you to dinner." Sister Li said with a smile.

  Suddenly Ma Ling shouted: "No, I forgot something important! My dad is going through discharge procedures this afternoon!"

  "Then hurry up and go!"

  Liu Handong started the motorcycle, Ma Ling jumped onto the back seat, and they sped off to the Medical University Hospital. When they arrived at the entrance, Ma Ling got off and said, "You don't need to go in, I'll text you when I'm done."

  "Alright, I'll go first." Liu Handong drove away, and before he had gone 100 meters, his phone rang. He thought it was a message from Ma Ling, but when he picked it up, he saw that it was a WeChat message from Shuang'er, reporting on the recent expenses, including the detailed medical costs for Grandma Sun's hospitalization, examination fees, bed fees, nursing fees, as well as the vaccination fees and food fees for the cat and dog, totaling several thousand yuan.

  Liu Handong replied: Thank you, very good.

  Shuang'er replied quickly: Thank you for your trust in us. Grandma Sun can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, can you come to pick her up?

  Liu Handong replied: Okay, what time? Where?

  Song Shuang on the other side held his mobile phone and smiled triumphantly: "I've finally caught you."

  The classmate next to her, Qianqian, waved her small fist and shouted: "Let him pull again, he's made us so angry that we can't eat our meals, and we've become thin from hunger. This time, we must teach him a good lesson."

  The large LCD TV in the living room is playing an interview program, and the interviewed expert talks freely: "The culprit of traffic congestion in our city is the illegal operation of three-wheeled motorcycles. The traffic police should find one and deal with one, compulsory scrapping, compulsory destruction, and never tolerate it."

  Song Shuang inherited her father's unyielding personality, and Liu Handong's coldness only triggered a strong backlash from her. She secretly looked at the files on her father's desk and was shocked by the details of the 9.2 shooting case - Liu Handong was such a tough and powerful man! Through the intranet, she found that Liu Handong was actually an excellent student at Jiangda University, but he joined the army in his freshman year and served for eight years, earning third-class merit in the troops.

  Iron-blooded soldier, cool handsome guy, come quickly into this girl's bowl.

  ……

  Liu Handong has some experience in pulling customers, today he pulled in 50 yuan, and the harvest was rich. After finishing dinner, he returned to the street and threw two boxes of Red Plum cigarettes to Chen Bazhi's bike repair shop, which was used as compensation for borrowing tools last time. Then he went to Tuzi Dog Meat Restaurant to eat, he didn't need to be polite with Shan Pao, every meal had wine and meat.

  Shanpao said: "Dadong, Hua Bao is looking for you and wants you to help him."

  Liu Handong said: "Being a thug for the underworld, I haven't fallen to that level yet."

  "Right, we brothers have ambition, if we want to mix it up, we should be our own bosses. Ah, I've got an idea, let's rent a few storefronts on the street and open a barber shop, what do you think?"

  Liu Handong was uninterested: "Whatever, I've got to go make a living."

  After another busy night, he finally earned 10 yuan and returned home at 11 o'clock when the last bus had stopped running. He saw that Zhu Xiaoqiang's room on the second floor was still lit up. This time, he wasn't playing DOTA, but instead had WORD open and was writing something with his two fingers in a meditative state. Liu Handong couldn't help but feel curious and walked in: "Xiaoqiang, what are you writing?"

  Zhu Xiaoqiang was very embarrassed and quickly minimized WORD, saying: "Nothing, just messing around."

  "Isn't it writing a love letter to the goddess?" Liu Handong joked.

  Which pot doesn't open, which pot does. Zhu Xiaoqiang's face turned gloomy and said: "I saw the locked photos in her space, she has been in contact with many men, I'm just a spare tire."

  Liu Handong fell silent for a moment before saying, "Mourn with restraint."

  Zhu Xiaoqiang let out a long sigh and said, "Forget it, I've figured it out. A man without a career is not going to make it. Although playing games all day doesn't count as being idle, the returns are too slow. I'm planning to become an online writer, write books on 17k and earn money to buy a house and a car."

  Liu Handong said in surprise: "Making money by writing web novels? I'll give it a try too."

  Zhu Xiaoqiang said: "You are a working person and don't have a computer, how can you write? I can write 10,000 words in one day. This speed is the only way to make progress."

  Liu Handong said: "What are you writing? Let me see."

  Zhu Xiaoqiang twisted and turned, opening WORD, saying: "I'm writing about crossing through history, it's called 'Crossing into the Ming Dynasty to become Emperor'."

  Liu Handong took a glance and chuckled: "Brother, you're quite something! Your writing is really good-looking. Is 'Luobo Te' your pen name?"

  "Low-key, don't tell others for now."

  Liu Handong smiled and went upstairs to sleep.

  The next morning at 8:30, as agreed with Shuang'er, Liu Handong drove a three-wheeled motorcycle to the entrance of the Third Municipal Hospital and stopped on the sidewalk to wait for Grandma Sun to come out.

  After waiting for a while and seeing no one come out, Liu Handong took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Shuang Er, but didn't receive a response. He simply walked into the hospital to look for someone.

  The coffee shop on the second floor across the street, Song Shuang and Qiangqiang were holding binoculars to spy on Liu Handong.

  "Why haven't the police arrived yet?" Qianqian glanced at her watch.

  "It's almost here." Song stared intently at Liu Handong, but in fact, Grandma Sun had been discharged and returned home yesterday. Today was a setup, a trap set for Liu Handong.

  A white and blue painted traffic police tow truck came over, with a motorcycle police leading the way in front and an urban management administrative law enforcement vehicle following behind. Today, the city is carrying out special rectification, and various departments are jointly investigating and dealing with illegal operating three-wheeled motor vehicles.

  Liu Handong's three-wheeled motorcycle was parked on the sidewalk, very eye-catching. The traffic police tow truck immediately stopped at the side of the road, and several auxiliary police officers got out of the law enforcement vehicle, knocking on the carriage: "Whose car?" No one responded.

  "Move it." At the officer's command, the auxiliary police lifted the tricycle and put it on the truck. Just then, Liu Handong, who had not found his grandmother Sun, happened to come out of the hospital, shouting "Wait!" as he rushed over at a rapid pace.

  "He's here!" Qianqian poked Song Shuang's arm.

  Song Shuang didn't move, staring at Liu Handong in the rearview mirror.

  Liu Handong was very anxious, this car was not worth much money, but it was Wang Zhigang's car, and the traffic police had confiscated it. How could he face Brother Wang and Sister Zhang? He took out a pack of Red Plum cigarettes: "Officer, listen to me, I'm here to pick up a patient, let's go."

  The police officer pushed the cigarette back with a stern face: "This car of yours, not to mention no operating certificate, is still an out-of-town license plate, strictly prohibited from entering the city district. Do you know that? Take it away!"

  The auxiliary police loaded the tricycle onto the truck, one of them threw down a Coke bottle hanging from the handlebars, the traffic police handed Liu Handong a ticket and left.

  Song Shuang could clearly see Liu Handong's expression through the telescope, he was anxious and sweating profusely, but helplessly watching as the traffic police tow truck drove further and further away. After a while, he silently picked up the Coke bottle from the ground and walked away.

  This proud and unyielding man, in the face of a gunman, showed no fear and fought back. When faced with a large sum of money, he was unmoved. But when confronted by a joint law enforcement vehicle from the traffic police and urban management, he became so helpless and weak. The plastic bottle probably contained plain water, his drink to quench thirst. Having lost the three-wheeled motorcycle that relied on for survival, it's likely that his next meal had no guarantee. And all of this was brought upon by himself.

  "Are you satisfied now?" Qianqian asked excitedly.

  Song Shuang was already in tears when he looked again.