The mayor is a little bit thick

Chapter 47 A Bride Fell from the Sky
The D74 bullet train heading to BJ in the Spring Festival, facing the setting sun, drove slowly towards BJ Station.

Looking at the familiar buildings outside the window, Wang Biao's nose was sore and his eyes were moist. It has been almost five years, and he left this third hometown where his dreams were broken at the beginning and his hopes were broken. In the blink of an eye, more than four years have passed.

The people here, the things here, the scenery here, and the streets here are all the places he has been dreaming of the most in recent years.

BJ, BJ!

You are still so irresistible.

After Wang Biao uploaded the content of the chapter he just finished writing on the writer's assistant, he put his mobile phone in his pocket, looked out of the window again, and his thoughts flew out of the window again.

Now the monthly subscription share of the novel has stabilized at more than 60. When the home is completely renovated, it is estimated that there will be more than [-] left. Are you going back to BJ?Pay a down payment to buy a small house in Tongzhou or Langfang?
He suddenly sighed and laughed self-deprecatingly. He really swelled up with a little money. Even if he bought a house, he would not have much money left after paying off the mortgage with such a small amount of manuscript fees. There is no market for the next novel, so why not be dumbfounded?

Maybe this is fate, I didn't have the fate to become a resident of Huangchenggen.

At about six o'clock in the afternoon, the train finally entered the platform of BJ station.

He only brought a newly bought Huawei P30pro, more than 300 yuan, an ID card and a blue card that had been dusty for more than four years. With the flow of people, he got off the platform and exited the underground passage. BJ station, out of the train station.

As soon as he got out of the station, Wang Biao closed his eyes slightly, raised his head and took a deep breath towards the sky. It was a strange but familiar smell, no, something seemed to be lacking in this smell?

Oh, the wind is clear and the sky is high today, there is no smog, what is lacking is the fragrance of smog.

Hehe, it seems that BJ knew that I was back, and deliberately turned into a fine weather to welcome me.

Wang Biao opened his eyes happily, and the inexplicable depressive feeling that the former wanderer returned to his hometown and lacked the feeling of nostalgia disappeared in an instant.

Looking up at Da Zhong on the train station, it was exactly six o'clock, he picked up his mobile phone and called Dong Hai.

Dong Hai, who was eating chicken with his laptop at work, heard the phone ring, put down the mouse, picked up the phone, and answered, "Brother Biao, are you here?"

"Well, Dong Haier, are you at work now, or outside?" Wang Biao asked.

"In the unit."

"Okay, your name is Shang Guangfu, let's have dinner together tonight."

"Okay Brother Biao." Dong Hai put down the phone, and said to Wang Guangfu, who was wearing white short-sleeves and short hair, who was watching the video diagonally: "PV, Brother Biao came to BJ, he asked me to call you tonight Have a meal."

"Brother Biao is here, okay, I haven't seen him for several years."

Wang Biao hung up the phone, trotted towards the entrance of BJ Station on the west side of the subway line [-], took out his card and swiped his card excitedly to enter the station, the familiar No. It's a good time for BJ's to run, but there are still so many people taking the subway.

After squeezing into the subway from Jianguomen via Dongzhimen to Lama Temple, Wang Biao couldn't help but feel very emotional. He couldn't help thinking that when he graduated in 12, he went directly from Xi'an alone, carrying more than 300 yuan, carrying a computer, carrying a The scene where the suitcase came to BJ. At that time, I got off the bus from BJ West Station and took the bus to take the experience of Line [-]. At that time, there were more people. He was pushed into the compartment by the staff in the subway. He still clearly remembered that the suitcase was kicked into the compartment by the aunt wearing a yellow hat with a small loudspeaker pinned to her waist.

In BJ, the fastest way to travel is not to drive by yourself, but to take the subway, which is fast and stable, will not be stuck in traffic, and extends in all directions.

In less than 10 minutes, I arrived at Lama Temple Station. I walked out of the station along the small stairs, stepped on the bridge over the moat, and walked to the small gate on the west side of the Navigation Technology Park, which is located on the north side of the moat and east of Yonghe Space.

Looking at the oncoming crowd, although most of them are unfamiliar, Wang Biao feels very kind. At least [-]% of these people are Netqin, Guangguang Media, Nokia, etc. and their units in their campus. people.

A few minutes later, Wang Biao arrived at the No. [-] downstairs from Xiaoximen. The lobby on the first floor has not changed, and the reception desk is still the same as it was a few years ago. The roll-up banner of the broadband package is the green plants in the large glass windows on both sides of the door, and also the four tropical green plants when he left the unit.

But things have not changed, but people are not what they used to be.

Without getting into the elevator, he habitually went up to the second floor from the fire exit on the west side of the elevator, stepped on the blue-gray carpet again, and walked to the glass door of the unit. Wang Biao took a deep breath and walked to the entrance guard on the right. Before fingerprinting, although the glass door was open, he still pressed his thumb on it.

"I am back."

Stepping into the glass door, he didn't go to the entrance of another glass door directly opposite, but walked to the glass door on the left. When he was about to reach the glass door, Wang Biao pushed the door of the men's toilet on the left, After entering the toilet, I urinated happily, like a lion in the prairie, a tiger in the mountains rushing to mark its territory.

After washing his hands, he went out of the toilet and walked directly to the office area next to the west window. As soon as he entered the glass door, he saw Dong Hai who was sitting in front of the computer playing games ten meters away.

Wang Biao smiled, leaned against the door of the financial room on the right and walked towards Dong Hai silently. When he came behind Dong Hai, the boy hadn't noticed him yet. Good boy, eat chicken! He was very devoted. Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand and patted Dong Hai on the shoulder.

"Hey."

Dong Hai only felt his heart shrink suddenly, and with a sound of ah, Yi Juling stood up from his seat and turned his head to look.

"Fuck you, uncle, you scared me to death." As he spoke, he punched Wang Biao with his fist.

Wang Biao laughed triumphantly, and punched Dong Hai's shoulder with his fist, "Why didn't you frighten you to death, good guy, you are fat."

Dong Hai turned his fist into a palm and reached out to Wang Biao's right hand, "I can't help it, my wife is doing well."

Wang Biao stretched out his hand to hold Dong Hai vigorously, pulled back, and leaned forward at the same time as Dong Hai, with a muffled bang, shoulders bumped into each other.

"Long time no see, brother."

"Brother Biao, long time no see."

At this time, Wang Guangfu, who heard the movement and came to the two of them, smiled and said, "Brother Biao."

"Guangfu." Wang Biao and Wang Guangfu, who has a smiling face and slightly dark skin, brought the same set meal as Dong Hai.

"You're not losing weight either. It seems that as soon as this man married his wife and had a baby, his body began to gain weight."

Wang Guangfu smiled and said, "Brother Biao, are you not married?"

"Me, my wife doesn't know whether to go to college or date someone else." Wang Biao said with a wry smile, "Pack up your things, let's go."

"When did you come here?"

At this time, a particularly impressive moan sounded from a 45-degree direction to his left.

Wang Biao shunsheng looked at it, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his face became unnatural in an instant. Why is he there? After more than four years, he has not changed much. He is already thirty, and he is still so young. It's different when you get rich, and you're still so rich and young, but you don't have the vigor and vigor of the past, and you have become a vicissitudes uncle in the countryside.

Wang Biao's mind suddenly turned a thousand kalpas, and his thoughts were surging.

But it was only for a moment, then he suppressed it, he smiled and said: "Dana, it's all over, why haven't you left yet?"

"When Doudou got off work, you didn't tell her when you came back?" Wang Daqin said.

"No, I'll contact her, I'll contact her, don't worry about it." Wang Biao said with a smile.

"Are you here to attend the wedding of Xu Xiaoman and Lao Gao?"

"Well." Wang Biao said.

Seeing Wang Biao who had turned darker a lot, Wang Daqin smiled, "Let's have dinner together, Doudou tonight?"

"Another day, another day I invite you, there are other things today."

"How long do you plan to stay this time?" Wang Daqin asked.

Wang Biao said, "I don't know, maybe I'll go back tomorrow night."

Seeing Dong Hai and the two turned off the computer and carried the bag, he said: "Then you are busy, let's go."

"Brother Biao, what do you want to eat? I'll show you." After getting out of the office building, Dong Hai said.

Wang Biao said with a smile, "Let's go to Guijie Broad Bench Old Stove Hotpot. I haven't eaten hotpot there for several years."

Wang Guangfu said: "Okay, just have a good drink."

"How is Brother Biao's novel? Has that one been finished?" Dong Hai asked.

"I stopped writing that book a long time ago, and now I'm writing a new one. It's not bad. It was released at the starting point, and it has more than 80 words." Wang Biao said while looking around.

Wang Guangfu asked: "How much can you pay for a month now?"

"It's less than 6000 yuan."

Dong Hai's eyes lit up, and he patted Wang Biao's shoulder, "Okay, Brother Biao, I've earned so much manuscript fees in a month. I didn't expect you to write it. I have to treat you today. It's really worth celebrating."

"Yeah, brother Biao has to treat you today, and we have to give him a good meal. It's unreasonable not to eat the food of a great writer, hahaha." Wang Guangfu teased.

Wang Biao laughed, "No problem. I just wanted to invite you to dinner. Let's go. If you don't get drunk, you won't return."

Saying that, the three of them quickened their pace and walked towards the subway station. They got on Line 10 from Tiantongyuan to Songjiazhuang. In less than [-] minutes, they arrived at Dongsi Subway Station. When they got out of the station, they walked directly to the old stove with a wide bench on the side of the road. Walking to the hot pot restaurant, this hot pot is the best hot pot restaurant in Chongqing that Wang Biao has eaten, especially the Chongqing Jiugongge that he remembers the most, even if it is so spicy that it hurts his stomach, he still likes it very much .

What makes him want to stop most is to eat that 138 servings of Snowflake Fat Beef. It's so satisfying to eat it in one bite.

The green vegetables and meat dishes covered with hot red oil were poured down with chopsticks, and the cold draft beer was poured into the stomachs of the three of them one by one.

"Brother Biao, I really didn't expect you to talk to him calmly." Dong Hai, who had already drunk and blushed like a crab, said with his tongue out.

"It's been almost five years, alas, let's not talk about drinking." Wang Biao picked up half a glass of draft beer and poured it down his throat.

The wine made me sad, and my sorrow became more sorrowful, and the cold draft beer did not extinguish the fire in his heart.

If he hadn't conspired with others to cheat him out of the project of Yizhuang Tianji Zhigu, he would have already married and had children in BJ, enjoying a good life with a wife and children.

Thinking of this, he picked up a few black and green louvers, and rinsed them vigorously into the boiling pot.

Wang Guangfu said: "Now he is so awesome, he bought another house in Wangjing with more than 1000 million yuan. Hey, I can't even afford a house in Tongzhou and Yanjiao."

Dong Hai was also silent. Although he now earns 14 to 3 a month, he hasn't bought a house yet. He still rents a house with his wife and daughter. Hey, the current house price has risen too much. The houses near the unit In 7, it was still more than [-], and now it is more than [-].

"Don't talk about that, today we just eat and drink, and don't want those fucking things." Wang Biao poured another glass of refreshing draft beer.

Dong Hai laughed: "Yes, tonight we will only talk about the ups and downs, regardless of the rights and wrongs in the world."

The three kept yelling until it was almost nine o'clock before they left.

inside the subway

Dong Hai said again: "You come to live with me at my house, let my daughter-in-law share a room with my daughter, and let us have a good chat, and we will go to the wedding together tomorrow."

Wang Biao laughed, "My tongue is so straight, are you snoring and chatting? You two should leave quickly. I'll go to the guest house of Human Resources. I haven't been to the Temple of Earth for many years.

The next day.

CP area, BJ Jinyu Fengshan Hot Spring Resort.

The wedding ceremony of a pair of newlyweds who are also plump and rich is going on cheerfully and orderly under the guidance of the master of ceremonies under the witness of hundreds of people sitting or standing on the green shade.

Wang Biao looked around enviously from time to time, he never imagined that the two couples would choose such a wedding scene that he had only seen on TV, with the brackets made of flowers and the fragrant green grass.
"How much does it cost for a table, to have this place." He whispered to Dong Hai who was standing beside him.

Dong Hai lowered his voice and said, "At least one table every two or three years."

Wang Biao's eyes widened in an instant, "I'm so stupid, I deserve to be the demolition household of BJ, and I am his mother's arrogance."

A dozen or so people around looked at Wang Biao for an instant, with contempt and sarcasm in their eyes. Dong Hai and Wang Guangfu hurriedly took a step aside, looking at Wang Biao with disgust, as if I don't know you.

Wang Biao was extremely embarrassed for a moment, and whispered: "The bride has spoken, listen quickly."

At around [-] o'clock in the evening, Wang Biao left Exit B of the Lama Temple subway, crossed the road and walked towards the southeast gate of the Temple of Earth on the side of Jindingxuan.

Although half a day has passed since the wedding, his mind still plays back the wedding scene and the couple's affectionate words from time to time: Dear Mr. Gao, thank you for coming, let me always bathe in the happy air, and the rest of my life will be long , please give me more advice
If he hadn't resigned at the beginning, if it wasn't because Zhang Ranran felt inferior to his family background because of Zhang Ranran's attack, he would be standing opposite Xiao Man today.

Fortunately, it wasn't him. If it was him, he would definitely not hold the wedding in such a romantic place, but hold a banquet in his hometown in the countryside.

Suddenly, there was a violent brake sound from the Lama Temple Bridge on the left. He looked up and saw a white figure standing on the protective wall, about to jump down.

His scalp blew up in an instant, it's not good that he was going to commit suicide, so before he had time to think about it, he instinctively ran over.

Seeing that the woman was about to jump, but he was still seven or eight meters away. At this moment, there was a violent brake sound and collision sound, and then only a man's voice sounded.

"Honey, I was wrong, you must not dance, for the sake of the child in your belly, please do not dance."

"Tong Le, I hate you, I want to make you regret it for the rest of your life, ah!!!" The woman yelled heart-piercingly, and fell forward directly.

(End of this chapter)