20 years of restarting life

Chapter 33 Business Hero Xia Wenyang

That night, Zhao Changan, Zhang Shun, and Zhong Lianwei drank beer and cowhide until one o'clock in the morning.

The drunk Zhong Lianwei didn't have the guts to go home at all, otherwise it might be another drama of 'drunk father training drunk son' that can disturb several buildings.

Licking his face, he shared a bed with Zhao Changan.

This made Zhao Changan feel overwhelmed and helpless.

Early the next morning, Zhao Changan pulled Zhong Lianwei, who was drowsy, up.

Just wash your face and go straight to the construction site.

Since it was a weekend, in the morning breeze, except for some people who got up early to exercise, there was a steaming breakfast shop.

The rest of the road was silent.

"How long do you have in the accounting school?"

"It was added at the end of last year, and there are still two or three months left."

"Can't you refund the money?"

"No, huh, actually, I can't get my money back. My dad deliberately touched the principal's car, and he got bloody and corrupted a quota."

Zhong Lianwei had a smile on his face.

He got his butt off the seat, his legs went up and down, and he tried hard to pedal his [-]-year-old car.

All the way parts 'bang bang bang dang' speeding.

"I said where did you get the money, the tuition for this crash course is not low."

"two thousand."

"~, grab money!"

Zhao Changan cursed.

"Learning is Wubi. If you can't use Wubi, you can use pinyin and simple dos commands. They are all low-level stuff. I've learned it in less than a month. There is an additional hourly fee for surfing the Internet. Expensive!"

When Zhao Changan and Zhong Lianwei arrived at the construction site, his mother Zhang Lishan gave him a dissatisfied look, apparently complaining that he had been drinking late last night.

He didn't notice Zhao Changan's cheeks that had been beaten blue.

The two eat.

Xiaolongbao, eight-treasure porridge, delicious.

Another little help in the kitchen for a while.

It wasn't until the foreman Huang came over that Zhao Changan knew that Niu Mengen had returned to Zheng City.

As the foreman of Building No. [-], Lao Huang has the power to change a small worker, but he does not have the right to increase a small worker.

Besides, he didn't know Zhao Changan well, and Zhao Changan didn't let Lao Huang replace him with such a big face.

Zhao Changan used the phone of the construction site office to call Niu Mengen. The guy was making breakfast for the woman's daughter. He was afraid that he would burn the pot, so he could do it in one sentence.

According to the old rules, three meals a day, the daily wage is 20 yuan.

"Brother, I won't talk too much, one day I really feel that I can't continue, don't tell me, just go to Lao Huang's place to resign and get paid.

As for what will happen in the future, no one can tell. "

There are many things that Zhao Changan can't say now.

Moreover, he also wanted to sharpen Zhong Lianwei's condescending temperament, stay away from those bad friends, and know how difficult it is to make money.

I also want to know how many 'decibels' Zhong Lianwei is attached to him.

Just watch it slowly.

You must know that although the two had a good relationship before, at that time and space, after Zhong Lianwei went to the south, the two almost cut off contact.

When Zhao Changan got married and held a banquet, Zhong Lianwei's father gave [-] m on behalf of Zhong Lianwei, which was the biggest gift he received that day.

After that, Zhong Yuanqiang went to Xingcheng for the elderly, and there was no contact.

"Brother Ang, it's tiring work, but I like it very much, unlike the smog at the school, where you bully others if you don't bully others.

Directly, simply, it is just a physical effort, not so many broken things.

Did you find that, Xiaofang is also beautiful, and she is no worse than the end of summer. "

However, what made Zhao Changan speechless was that Zhong Lianwei was very excited: "I cleaned the kitchen with her just now, and she laughed at me for being stupid!"

"What eyes do you have? At the end of summer, it's all about dressing up. Magic wins. Fang Yinglan relies on her own hard power."

Zhao Changan sneered: "This girl puts down her big thick braids, her hair is straight, her eyebrows are trimmed, and her skin is rubbed with a little whitening powder.

Her parents didn't let her go out to work unless she saw her. It was her own girl, Pan'erjing, who was easily entangled and wanted to catch a golden tortoise-in-law. "

Seeing Zhong Lianwei's eyes,

Instantly lost his composure.

"It's enough to beat you, brother. I'll give you two bowls of inspirational chicken soup."

Zhao Changan patted him on the shoulder and handed him a cigarette: "I don't even know why you have such low self-esteem? You're all human, and you're only 17 years old this year,"

"Brother, I'm eighteen!"

"It does not matter,"

Zhao Changan lit a cigarette for Zhong Lianwei: "Zong Qinghou graduated from junior high school and is still riding three rounds at the age of 43. As long as you work hard and go in the right direction, who would dare to say that you are doomed for a lifetime?"

If I really want to taste the taste of love, Xiaofang is a nice girl, smart, simple-minded, clean, beautiful, and brave to go after her. "

Then, Zhao Changan said something Zhong Lianwei had memorized for a lifetime: "Isn't she a chicken? When one day I really want to marry her, I will make a [-] kilogram golden chicken and struttingly carry it over as a betrothal gift, it will blind you. The dog's eyes of the old man! Let his barren head know what a real golden tortoise-in-law is!"

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Zhao Changan stood on the Fuhe Bridge, watching the quiet flowing water below.

The more than [-] acres of land along the river on the right bank are full of villagers, tractors, and tricycles.

The villagers at this time were not as 'smart' as they would be a few years later.

After the village issued the 'relocation announcement', they took the initiative to relocate the tombs, fruit trees, and houses in the plot,——

After the demolition is completed, go to the village committee to get the compensation.

At this time, four cars, one off-road and one jeep, drove over from the dirt road in the north.

The white BMW 528 at the front is particularly striking.

"Xia Wenyang!"

Zhao Changan couldn't help but stare.

Six cars parked at the west end of the Fuhe Bridge, and the bosses in suits and ties got out of the car, talking and laughing.

From the back row of that BMW 528, a middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses stepped down, looking like a refined and successful businessman.

He couldn't recognize other Zhao Changan, but Xia Wenyang, he recognized clearly.

And Xia Wenyang also saw Zhao Changan who was isolated on the Fuhe Bridge, his eyes were slightly stunned, and then as if he didn't see it, he turned his eyes and talked to Lao Li, the construction committee who got off the bus together.

A group of people talked for a while at Xiqiaotou, but with just a few short words, Zhao Changan understood that Xia Wenyang was following the 'Peach Blossom Villa' model.

Invite a group of bosses who got rich first in Shancheng to participate in the bidding project for the construction of the Hebei land plot.

Zhao Changan looked at the direction of the Juanjuanfu River, and his heart could not help but become heavier.

There is no doubt that Xia Wenyang is a natural business hero who knows how to advance, retreat, make profits and cooperate for a win-win situation.

only this,
It is much smarter than Niu Mengen.

And that kind of bidding method is obviously tailor-made for Wenyang Architecture.

I want to accumulate a group of wealthy mountain city entrepreneurs and accelerate the economic development of the mountain city.

In fact, from Beiyujiao Road to Fuhe Bridge.

Just take a simple road of more than two miles, and then cross the construction site of Zhuangyuan Mansion.

But Xia Wenyang and the others would rather go around seven or eight miles and cross the river from the Beihuan Bridge.

The emotions expressed here are opposed to the construction industry in other places, and the attempt to tie up the mountain city businessmen with a moral stick.

It goes without saying.

Xia Wenyang and his party only stood for a few minutes at the west bridge of Fuhe River, and then walked towards the demolition site in the south.

In the corner of Zhao Changan's eyes, he saw Qiao San approaching

(End of this chapter)