Take a taxi to IKEA this afternoon,...

I took a taxi to IKEA at noon today. The driver's manoeuvre was such that he didn't turn where he was supposed to turn. The driver could not wait to break his chest for a while, so I had no choice but to give up.

Well, it's another big turn, "Are you going over the bridge or under the bridge," I'm dizzy, brother, won't you pick a good route, you have to ask me, hey. So helpless, the last time I took a taxi there, the ghost driver didn't know the way, and didn't know where to take me around. The shadow area in my heart was too big, and the toll cost was more than half of the money.

Later, I said that you can go under the bridge, but he took a road that I have never traveled before, a deserted road, sparsely populated. I just woke up with my scalp awake and looked at the meter, my heart skipping a beat until the two striking big characters "Hui Ju" appeared in front of my eyes, haha, it's finally here. It feels like I have traveled so far, and the cost of the meter is the same as what I saw in the taxi software before, and the big stone in my heart is finally put down.