My rebirth is different

Chapter 153
After the truck was sent away and the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, the mother and daughter closed the courtyard door and returned to the room.

Looking at her eldest daughter, Zhou's mother sighed in her heart.

Perhaps, her daughter's choice is not wrong.

Looking at her current complexion, and what kind of temperament, I can clearly feel that my daughter is really different from before.

"He... did my dad say when he will come back?"

Sitting in the living room, Zhou Mengyi asked her mother.

"Hurry up, I just called yesterday and said I'll be right back. Darling, let's spend the Chinese New Year at home this year."

Mother Zhou's face showed a begging expression.

Her husband and daughter were at odds, and as a wife and mother, she was caught in a dilemma.

She also knew that her husband was doing something wrong.

But what can I do? I've been married for decades, so I can't just get a divorce because my husband is incompetent, hopeless, and has a bad temper.

What's more, the husband's nature is not bad.

Among other things, since he went out to work in May, he would remit money back every two months.

It is conceivable that he still works hard outside, otherwise he would not have earned so much money.

As for what her husband does outside, Zhou's mother also asked, but she didn't understand.

Anyway, what it means is that when you drive a car, your income is not bad.

Seeing the look on her mother's face, Zhou Mengyi's heart softened.

Forget it, let's stay for the New Year by myself, not for anything else, just for my mother and two younger sisters.

As for the father, just don't talk to him.

Speaking of Father Zhou, what is he doing now...

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"Quit! I won't do this anymore. Earning this money is unconscionable! It will be short-lived, Xiao Liu, you son of a bitch, don't do it, go home with uncle. If your mother knows that you are such a deceit, See if she doesn't break your leg!"

Father Zhou took off his white gloves cursingly and threw them into an old Fukang car.

Xiao Liu is his nephew, also from the same town.

This time he came to Shanghai to work, and it was Xiao Liu who brought him here.

In the past six months, the two of them worked together and drove the same car.

One drives, the other solicits, taking turns.

It was only when Father Zhou came to Shanghai that he knew that not everyone could be a taxi driver.

Not to mention the many requirements, there is also an exam, and local household registration is required.

Where can I get this thing?
Besides, he has inquired about it. In Shanghai, a taxi license plate can be sold for 30 yuan!
That's not even counting the money you paid for the car.

If you count the money to buy the car, it will be in the early 50!

It almost scared Father Zhou to pee.

These days, people who can afford 50 will still come to drive a taxi?

He was skeptical.

But the reality is that even if you are willing to pay 50 yuan, you can't get that license!

Taxi is still a profiteering industry.

Fortunately, there is a nephew Xiao Liu, otherwise Father Zhou really doesn't know what he should do.

Xiao Liu brought him into a circle, and in this circle, everyone drives cars, they can be considered as taxis, but they are not formal.

Also known as the "black car"...

There is a clear division of labor in the circle. Some people pay for a car, some are responsible for driving, some are responsible for soliciting customers, and some are responsible for keeping watch.

Of course, there are also people in charge of "security" work...

Their activities are mainly concentrated in railway stations and long-distance bus stations, and they also go to the airport, but relatively few.

Zhou's father participated in the activity for the first time, as a role of watching and learning.

At a long-distance station in Modu, they were a group of five or six people, driving a dilapidated van and a second-hand Fukang.

The van is for soliciting customers, and Fukang is for his own people.

"Where are you going, big sister? Is it the train station? Come on, come on, the bus leaves just one person away, and the price is cheap! It's almost like a bus."

"Brother, are you going to Lujiazui? The train will start right away, and you will leave as soon as you get on the bus. It's full!"

"How much? Just give it as you see, it's cheap."

"It costs more than 80 yuan to take a taxi. I'm as fast as a taxi, and I only charge you ten yuan! Do you want to take a ride?"

Xiao Liu was in charge of soliciting customers today. He stood at the gate of the station, eyeballing every person leaving the station.

From time to time, he stepped forward to strike up a conversation, with enthusiasm.

Don't mention it, the efficiency is quite high. After more than ten minutes, the van was full of people.

It can only be described as "stuffed".

There were eighteen people in the van carrying nine people, including men, women and children.

The luggage is piled up and placed in the back, and there are at least two people sitting on each seat.

What if I can't sit down?
It's easy to say, the thin man sits on the fat man's lap!

Children let adults hold them!

The van staggered away from the station and headed towards Lujiazui.

The second-hand Beverly followed closely behind. There were several burly men in the car, and Zhou's father was in charge of driving.

The van was driving, and it deviated from the main road, and the more it went, the more it went.

However, none of the passengers on the bus found out about this. Few of them knew the way, and they were all working in Shanghai from other places.

Father Zhou didn't think much about it, he was not familiar with the road yet, so he just followed the van closely.

In fact, he was also puzzled in his heart, soliciting customers is just soliciting customers, why should several people follow behind.

Isn't this a waste of manpower and gas money?
The van drove to a remote and desolate place, with no village or shop behind, and stopped by the side of the road.

"parking!"

The person in the passenger seat of Fukang car said in a deep voice.

Father Zhou had only met this person once, but according to Xiao Liu, he was considered the leader of the circle.

Don't offend him easily.

Father Zhou hurriedly pulled the car to the side of the road and stopped.

"Ready to work!"

The person in the passenger seat turned his head and said to the boys in the back seat, and then pressed the unlock button of the trunk from the center console.

Several people got out of the car door silently, went to the trunk, and took out a few things.

Father Zhou glanced in the rearview mirror inadvertently, and was startled.

It turned out that those young men were holding things like knives, guns and sticks, and it was scary to look at them brightly.

"This... what is this for..."

Father Zhou asked tremblingly.

"Just look at it, it's okay, don't be afraid."

The person in the passenger seat grinned, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out two cigarettes, stuffed one into his mouth and lit it, and handed the other to Father Zhou.

After the van in front stopped, the passengers in the car also felt wrong.

They all asked what was going on, why was the car parked here?
The driver said with a smile: "Don't worry, everyone, pay the fare first, otherwise when we arrive at the place, everyone will disperse in a rush. Whom should I ask for money?"

Everyone has closed for this reason, so they took out their pockets and prepared to pay.

"Three hundred per person, don't give it wrong."

The driver said unhurriedly, with the same smile on his face.

The faces of the passengers changed immediately.

three hundred?

Is this an obvious robbery?

(End of this chapter)