Chapter 736: Unlucky

The reason why he is still working overtime in the office is not because he is not tired, but because he finally took pictures of eating bananas today, so he should post what he said.

Although the editor-in-chief didn't like this news at all, at least he still gave him a humble little box, and at the same time there could be a humble link on the website.

I could go home and write a manuscript, but unfortunately I fell asleep while typing at home a few days ago. I knocked down the coffee cup and burned the computer motherboard. I haven't had time to fix it these days.

The most important problem is that he has no money. He has to pay rent, eat, buy tobacco and alcohol, and has no extra money to buy computer accessories. Now I hope that the click rate of this news can be higher, and the editor can give a bonus of tens of dollars.

After thinking about it, he hit the last button and handed the news to the backstage, waiting for the responsible colleague to take over.

He sighed, the dark office was quiet, and the night was deep, only the orange lights from other buildings outside the window reflected in, which looked distant and faint.

He tidyed up his tie, rubbed his sour eyes, and drank the cold coffee.

Turn off the computer, cut off the power, lock the office door, and walk out of the office building.

He is like thousands of identical wandering souls, floating numbly in this city, towards the place called home.

Fortunately, the season is not bad. Even if the night is deep and the temperature is not low in summer, he can drive back slowly.

Su Ming's perception of the editor-in-chief is very complicated. He hates the other party's snobbery and full of swear words, but is also grateful that he has not really fired himself, and at least he can earn a basic salary every month to support his family.

But if this goes on, is there really a day in the making? This city is too big, and ordinary people are just a number on the statistical table.

Su Ming drove on an empty street, accompanied by dim street lights. Looking at the feasting entertainment venue across the road not far away, the luxuriously dressed people laughed, and he only sighed with envy.

Continue to drive down and go home to sleep.

"Puff...Puff..."

"Fak!"

The more hurry to go home, the worse his luck. His car was an old Ford with an unknown number of hands. He made two weird farts just now and then broke down on the side of the road.

Su Ming was so angry that he slammed the steering wheel with both hands and yelled.

But this is not a vending machine, it can return to normal with two slams and a few kicks.

And I don’t know what happened. Thick smoke came out of the air-conditioning vent, which instantly filled the entire cab.

"Cough cough cough...cough cough..."

Su Ming struggled for a long time, finally unfastened his seat belt, pushed the car door, and coughed on the side of the road. His eyes, nose, and trachea were burning fiercely, and he felt dizzy and dying.

"Hahaha..."

The people on the other side of the road laughed loudly at the entrance of the luxurious nightclub. They immediately saw the classic car full of smoke, like a fish tank full of white mist.

Not long after, another person ran out, wrapped in smoke, and fell to the side of the road, coughing constantly.

It's so interesting, and it contributes to the boring nightlife.

No one intends to help him, everyone is just watching the lively bystanders. People who drive this kind of broken car look like a pauper, and people who see their life bleak unexpectedly are more comedic.

They not only want to watch, but also take pictures with their mobile phones, quickly tweet, and earn a wave of likes from friends is the most important thing.

At this moment, an open flame suddenly lit up under the hood of the car, instantly illuminating everyone's faces.

"Wow~~~!"

The crowd onlookers became more excited, more people took out their mobile phones, and more people who heard the news ran out of night entertainment venues.

Feeling the heat wave behind him, Su Ming quickly crawled forward, turned and stood up, and his heart ached to see his car getting more and more hot.

"Fak!........ Fak!" After several steps, he was forced back by the flames.

This was his only means of transportation, and it was because the economy did not allow it, and the disrepair caused such a fate.

But you have to **** the guy who eats out of the car. The SLR camera and the full set of lenses borrowed from the newspaper are not cheap at all.

But the fire was getting bigger and bigger, the hood had been scorched black, and the hot waves made him unable to approach at all. Even the onlookers consciously stepped back a large circle to avoid being affected by the explosion of the vehicle.

For some reason, Su Ming is very afraid of fire, and his girlfriend at home often laughs at him for not even using the oven.

In this situation, he couldn't do anything other than rushing around the roadside and calling for help.

There is no one to help at all. Metropolis is the largest city in the United States, and the people here are also exceptionally indifferent. No one will take care of other people's affairs.

It may be possible for older people. They have the excellent qualities of the old days, but this street is an entertainment street. What kind of people can still haunt here in the middle of the night?

Except for the rich second generation who is dizzy with drinking and drugging, they are the gangsters who watch the places and collect protection fees. They hope these people are enthusiastic to help. Why don't you kneel down and pray to see if God is willing to rain?

Just when Su Ming was desperate, two people suddenly rushed in from the crowd. A man with glasses started to put out the fire in Su Ming's car with a hand-held fire extinguisher.

The other woman began to take pictures constantly and took out a recording pen to interview passers-by, looking very excited.

After a few minutes, the fire went out, and there was no excitement to watch.

The man took off his glasses, touched the sweat on his face with his shirt sleeve, smiled and walked to Su Ming on the side of the road, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Slade? Why are you? Are you injured?"

Su Ming was just afraid of fire. After the flame went out, his mood became more stable: "I'm fine, thank you, Clark."

"No thanks, we are colleagues. Even if we are not colleagues, when someone needs help on the way, I should do something to help."

The strong man grasped Su Ming's arm, checked back and forth, and showed a relieved expression after confirming that there was no problem.

"They... don't think so." Su Ming looked at the people who left, and their backs were almost carved out of the same mold.

Clark's smile also stiffened. He rubbed his hands, pulled Su Ming into his car, and helped him find the camera and lens bag from the smoke-filled car.

Immediately afterwards, he found the trailer cable and hung Su Ming's vehicle wreckage behind his car. Fortunately, the tire only bursts on the two front wheels, and it should be able to be towed back.

After doing all this, he also sat in the co-pilot, opened the storage box and took out a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Su Ming: "They are not that right. Helping others is what a human being should know."

Su Ming in the back seat sighed and took the mineral water bottle without unscrewing, but first checked the camera and lens for damage.

It's a blessing in misfortune, maybe because of the appearance of Clark and Louise, it really brought some good luck, these expensive gadgets are intact.

The backpack was slightly dirty and covered with foam from the fire extinguisher.

He unscrewed the water bottle and took a few sips. He was about to talk to Clark when the door of the driver's seat opened and Louise entered with a smile on his face.

She suddenly saw Su Ming who had been blackened, and realized that it was wrong for her to smile so, she immediately held back, her face flushed red.

"Sorry, Slade, I just thought of a good news, and I was a little excited." Louise stretched out her hand sympathetically and pressed the back of Su Ming's hand: "I am also sorry for your loss."

Su Ming was not angry because of these trivial matters, after all, it was someone who helped rescue the camera.

"It's okay, I'm also a reporter, I can understand the feeling." Clark kept staring at Louise's hand, making Su Ming feel very awkward. He pulled his hand back in embarrassment and leaned against the back seat of the car: " Can you talk about the topic of the news? Isn't it a mockery of me?"

Louise's head shook, and her golden-red hair spread out: "No, I have already figured out the topic of the news, that is,'vehicles caught fire on the road and the citizens were indifferent to watch'. What do you think? I must condemn these indifferences. People who are numb, turn out the problems in society and put them in front of everyone."

Su Ming nodded, the title seemed to be okay: "I just don't know if the editor-in-chief will pass it."

"No problem, what I want to post, the editor-in-chief will pass." Louise turned around with a smile and started to start the car: "I am a reporter for the social and people's livelihood, and I am not an entertainment paparazzi... ."

Clark's face was stretched, he winked at her secretly, and shook his head slightly. The entertainment paparazzi that Louise said was Slade...

Louise shrank her neck and squeezed her mouth, and stopped talking.

There were more than a dozen news stories in a row today. The two of them have been busy until now. Maybe it was because they drank too much coffee. She was a little too excited. She just said something wrong and did something wrong.

I am really confused~www.NovelMTL.com~ Hey, she knocked on the top of her head with her fist and looked at Su Ming apologetically in the rear mirror.

Su Ming just smiled. There is nothing to be angry about. After all, what people say is the truth. He is indeed an entertaining paparazzi, or a street paparazzi who has not found big news for several years.

Discrimination has long been accustomed. Really successful paparazzi are photographed scandals of big stars, negotiate privately to blackmail a large amount of money, and immediately wash their hands and quit.

I have never heard of anyone who can win the Pulitzer Prize for reporting on celebrity scandals. Among the reporters, the entertainment paparazzi is the bottom.

However, although his reputation is not good, he has a vast wealth of money, and it is not a dream to get rich overnight. Su Ming also entered the business for this reason.

Not to mention the family members, but at least they have no savings and are orphans. What else can they do besides gambling on whether they can get lucky? Any other issues must be eaten before you think about it!

Clark touched his hair. In view of the low air pressure in the car, he changed the subject and asked Su Ming where he lived. Louise drove Su Ming home first.

Su Ming was no longer polite, and said the address of his rental house, the car turned in another direction, and the two men also chatted, talking about rugby or horse racing, and the atmosphere gradually relaxed.

But at this time, Louise, who was driving the car, seemed to have thought of something and suddenly asked: "Slade, is your car insured? If you don't buy insurance, wouldn't it be burned..."

Clark began to wink again. Slade's family colleagues knew a little bit, how could it be possible to have money for insurance?

Su Ming smiled without saying a word, like a Bodhisattva in the temple: "..."

Deep down, he has already given Clark and Louis a nickname called "Brother and Sister", yes, lovers will eventually become brothers and sisters. 8)