First Frost ( Requested )

As if feeling ridiculous, Sang Yan smiled angrily: "What?"

Qian Weihua was found in the newsletter, and Wen Yifan fought over. While waiting for the other party to answer, she asked again: "Can you tell me the name and specific address of the community?"

Sang Yan: "?"

Before Wen Yifan waited for the answer, the other end had already answered the phone.

Before Wen Yifan spoke, Qian Weihua said quickly: "Just right, I just wanted to call you. You just got out of the unit? I just received the hotline. A fire broke out in the nearby Zhongnan Century City. Run with me to the scene."

Wen Yifan hurriedly responded and hung up after telling him his specific location.

She met Sang Yan's gaze.

I always feel that the atmosphere is a bit quiet.

Wen Yifan took the initiative to say: "Do you live in Zhongnan Century City?"

Sang Yan: "..."

"I want to work overtime temporarily, will I invite you to this meal next time?" Wen Yifan paused for a few seconds before hesitatingly asked, "My teacher is driving over now, do you want to pick you up by the way?"

...

Three minutes later, the two got into the interview car in the stage.

It was Qian Weihua who drove, and Fu Zhuang followed, sitting in the back seat. Sang Yan's car was parked in the parking lot in the pass. He didn't bother to go back and drive. Wen Yifan asked him to sit in the back seat and take the passenger seat himself.

Fu Zhuang immediately asked, "Sister Yi Fan, who is this?"

Wen Yifan buckled his seat belt and said casually: "My high school classmate, who lives in Zhongnan Century City, should be the owner of the house where the fire broke out. He has to go back and see the situation."

Qian Weihua started the car and said in amazement: "What a coincidence? It's only been a start in the past 14 years, so it's a matter of this kind."

Fu Zhuang blurted out, "Is this an ominous sign?"

"..." Wen Yifan said, "Big Zhuang, don't talk nonsense."

"But brother, you must have a good meaning for this kind of thing," Fu Zhuang reacted quickly, looked at Sang Yan, and changed his mouth in time, "Huoshaocai is open! Brother, you will definitely get rich this year!"

Sang Yan swept at him with the end of his eyes, too lazy to respond.

"Eh, brother." Fu Zhuang leaned forward, always feeling that Sang Yan was a little familiar, "Why do I think you are so familiar, have we met somewhere?"

Wen Yifan sat in front and looked down to check the equipment. When he heard this, he subconsciously felt that Sang Yan would reply, "Your approach is too low-level", but after a while, he didn't say a word.

She didn't care too much.

I think this may be because he is really in no mood at this time.

Zhongnan Century City is very close to here, it only takes a few minutes by car.

When the group arrived at the scene, the fire truck and ambulance had already arrived. Many residents were evacuated underneath, apparently running out in a hurry. Many of them were wearing pajamas without even a jacket.

Maybe I haven't experienced this kind of thing before, and I'm all gathered together and chattering.

It was approaching nine o'clock in the evening.