The infatuated president lives up to his addiction to spoiling his wife

"Little girl, is this here?"

The driver asked in puzzlement, seeing that the passengers were still waiting to get off the bus, he thought they were sent to the wrong place.

"Oh, sorry, I was distracted."

Yin Susu looked around through the window of the car.

The exterior walls of the community have long lost the bright and vibrant colors of the past, and have become old and dilapidated, even dilapidated.

But these are the best memories of her childhood.

"Yes, yes, it is here."

Yin Susu nodded in confirmation, feeling slightly embarrassed for wasting the driver's precious time.

"How much is it, Master?"

"Here, look at the meter, the total is 240 yuan."

The master driver reported the number to Yin Susu every penny.

"Ok."

Yin Susu gave the driver two hundred-yuan bills and one fifty-yuan bill, without asking for change.

This is a habit she developed abroad. Although the tip is not much, it is somewhat of her heart.

After paying the money, Yin Susu took out her luggage from the trunk with a little difficulty.

After that, the driver drove away in a taxi, and he had to pick up the next order of business.

And Yin Susu stood at the gate of Xingfu Community, not moving for a long time.

Ma Qianjin, who was on duty in the security room, felt strange, why didn't the little girl come in while she was looking around?

Could it be that she is not a resident of their community?

Or is it that she is watching here, ready to step on it, and do something bad?

As the security guard of the happy community, he has the responsibility and obligation to protect the safety of the owners of the community, so he should not be underestimated.

Yin Susu is still in a trance.

When getting out of the car, she put on a mask by the way, no wonder Ma Qianjin felt that she was not a good person.

Ma Qian walked in and out of the security room, carrying a baton in his hand in a decent manner.

Of course, it is impossible to really use it, but it is used to support the scene and momentum.

"Little girl, what are you looking at? Are you a resident here?"

Because of his age, Ma Qianjin's back was a little hunched, and with his very local accent, to Yin Susu's ears, he was both funny and kind.

It's Uncle Ma.

Uncle Ma, it's still the same.

"Don't keep talking, if you are not a resident here, leave quickly."

Seeing that Yin Susu didn't answer, Ma Qianjin felt strange and hurriedly drove her away.

In his view, any suspect may have an impact on the safety of residents in the community, so he has to act first to avoid future troubles.

"Hurry up, hurry up, what are you doing with a big box?"

Ma Qianjin is also impatient.

Before Yin Susu could answer this time, he was sent away by his words again.

If she doesn't speak again, I'm afraid she really won't be able to enter the community.

"Uncle Ma, it's me."

Yin Susu called Ma Qianjin "Uncle Ma", the title she had always called him before.

"Little girl, you have some skills! You also know my surname is Ma."

"Don't get close to me, I don't accept this kind of trick. Hurry up and go."

There are not many people who call Ma Qianjin "Uncle Ma".

The children of the owners of the community have basically called him this way for more than ten or twenty years.

So Ma Qianjin felt that it was not surprising that the "suspect" in front of him called him "Uncle Ma", but it felt a little familiar.

It's like I've heard it somewhere, but I just can't remember it.

Do what you do and love what you do.

Although Ma Qianjin is not well-educated, he always maintains a high degree of enthusiasm for his work, and Yin Susu can understand some of his actions towards her at the moment.

It's all because she didn't reveal her identity immediately.