"Dear sister, we are no longer a bus station, we are a ticket station and we do not carry passengers."
The driver was strangely polite. Now Huangquan Bus has completely changed, and the passengers are taken over by the company owned by the old driver.
They are only responsible for selling tickets, and only the staff at the Huangquan Ticket Station are eligible to ride.
But the wine fairy didn't listen at all and walked straight up.
"It's clearly a bus. Stop pretending to be noble when you're selling it."
“…”
The driver was puzzled for a moment and was speechless.
Why does this sound so strange?
Are you treating this as a brothel?
The big wine jar smiled awkwardly and nodded strangely at the driver.
"Hey, you are..."
"Hush, I'm just a wine jar!"
“…”
So that's it. Manager Xue said that this big wine jar might become a powerful tool for the Huangquan polling station in the future.
Since it is the customer it is bringing, let's reluctantly give it a ride.
"You said you don't take passengers, but there's one sitting here. What's going on? Even buses only serve regular customers?"
The wine fairy was carefree and just sat down in front of the strange man in black suit.
There was a clang at the waist, and wine spilled out of the jar.
He also sprinkled a few drops on the strange pants of the black dress.
It closed its eyes and rested, feeling slightly dissatisfied. It frowned and said, "Did you dirty my pants?"
The wine fairy uttered a sigh, glanced at its trousers, and nodded without paying any attention. He said:
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
"It's okay, I'm just asking."
The man in the black suit wanted to lose his temper, but when he saw the wine jar and then saw the profile.
I suppressed my temper again.
This wide area...
Can I stay here any longer?
How come even the wine fairy is here!
"Your voice sounds familiar..."
"Driver, get out of the car."
Before the car stopped, the man in the black suit got out strangely.
"Guangyu is really that rude to me."
The wine fairy curled her lips and put her feet directly on the backrest in front of her.
The soles of her feet, from having walked barefoot for so long, were rough and appeared several sizes larger than a man's.
Compared with her delicate face, she looks a bit like a Barbie doll.
"Big sister, you have to pay ghost money to take the bus, and be polite. Put your stinky feet down."
The driver, who had originally planned not to accept their ghost money, was very dissatisfied when he saw the attitude of the wine fairy.
I'm your former boss, so why would you give me any advice?
"Alas... How dare the driver chasing my life be so rude."
The wine fairy sighed softly and threw away 100 ghost money.
"It's still 380 short."
"480 for a bus ride?!"
"200, but the guy who just got off the bus only gave 20. Didn't you say you knew him well?"
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