Rebooting the Peak Years of 1985

Chapter 162
As Chen Huajiang and others approached, people at the entrance of the village naturally discovered them.

The young man in a suit shouted with tall, sharp and mellow words.

Chen Huajiang looked at him. He was vaguely familiar, but also felt a little strange.

"Oops, what's wrong? Don't you dare to recognize me?"

"Didn't it be fun to beat me a few years ago? Now that I'm doing well, you feel inferior, don't you?"

The other party said proudly, shaking his head, and deliberately stretched out his hand to pat the suit.

It's just that his appearance made Chen Huajiang hold back from laughing. This aesthetic is really - he doesn't look like a prince wearing a dragon robe.

Why? The entire suit was two sizes too big. The hem of the suit was down to the thighs and knees. The sleeves were also extremely long and were rolled up several times by him. They were wrinkled.

Coupled with his hair as messy as a chicken coop and his triumphant winking look, there is no "mixed up" image at all.

At least Chen Huajiang didn't think this dress was a sign of success, but he still nodded and said with a smile: "Chen Jianjun, you have a promising future."

Yes, this person was Chen Jianjun, and Chen Huajiang finally recognized him.

But when he said this, Chen Jianjun was stunned and looked at Chen Huajiang with a confused expression.

He and the other party are enemies, so enemies!
Isn't his purpose of showing off deliberately and proudly just to defeat the opponent and find a place where he could not beat the opponent in previous fights?
What he expected was Chen Huajiang's disappointed or even angry expression, rather than praising him for doing well.

He couldn't react for a moment and could only look at Chen Huajiang stupidly.

"That's not true. Brother Jianjun is now the best in our village besides his eldest brother Jianye. Did you see it? Zhonghua!"

"Brother Huajiang is not talking about you. You entered the city two years before Jianjun. How come you didn't even wear a suit?"

"Look at Brother Jianjun, he gave us Chinese greetings as soon as he came back. He is dressed in a neat suit. It looks like he has made a fortune."

The young people around were flattering Chen Jianjun and blowing wildly.

Especially a cross-eyed guy suddenly said the words "straight suit". Following his words, Chen Huajiang looked at Chen Jianjun's suit again. He never thought that this wrinkled appearance could be related to the straight suit.

"Hmph, you all don't say a few words, so as not to hurt Hua Jiang's self-esteem."

"He is one of the first batch of high school students in our village, and he even went to the city to become a worker."

"But now it seems that he is not doing well. Come on, let's smoke with Zhonghua. I guess you have never smoked before."

Chen Jianjun said proudly, thinking that Chen Huajiang's previous smile was a sign of inferiority, and he was trying to please him.

This gave him great satisfaction. In the past, he couldn't learn from the other party, and he was not the opponent's opponent in fights. When he was violently beaten by his father, he said that other people's children were also the other party.

This made Chen Jianjun suffocate in his heart, always wanting to have a showdown with Chen Huajiang and get back his place.No one would have thought that it would take 30 years for Hedong and 30 years for Hexi to find this one.

He handed a piece of Zhonghua to Chen Huajiang, with a very proud smile on his face.

"Zhonghua, good smoke, thank you very much. But let me correct you, it is a technical technical school, not a high school. There is still a difference between the two."

"Besides, I've already been fired from Hongqi Factory. I'm not the worker you're talking about."

Chen Huajiang took the cigarette, nodded with a smile, and corrected the other party's wrong words.

"Fired?"

Chen Jianjun was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to answer the call.

"No way, Hua Jiang, have you been fired from the factory?"

"How could this be?"

"This is a big deal. My dad still wants me to look for you to see if I can get some cinders."

Upon hearing that Chen Huajiang was fired from the factory, the peers around him were a little surprised.

Being a worker is a popular industry in everyone's eyes these days, and it belongs to the class of masters.

Iron rice bowl, urban household registration, children can go to school in the city, no need to pay public food, and there are various benefits during the New Year and holidays.

The reason why Chen Huajiang does well among his peers and has a bit of face is not because he is good at fighting, but because he was assigned to work as a worker in the Hongqi Factory after graduating from technical secondary school.

Now when they heard that he had been fired, everyone was a little shocked, and two guys even came up and patted him on the shoulder to express comfort.

"If you're fired, you're fired. What a big deal. Follow me from now on. Don't say more. Earning 35 yuan a month is just like playing."

"Chen Long, Chen Hu, Chen Zongguang, Chen Zongqiang, the four of them are going to go to the city with me to make money after the New Year. One more of you is not more, and one less of you is not less. You think about it."

Chen Jianjun then came over, patted Chen Huajiang on the shoulder and said.

Chen Huajiang laughed, not expecting that the other party had such a side.

He also knew that the hostility and hatred between each other in the previous life was all about face.Once there is face, the relationship between the same villagers and the same clan will be stable again.

Of course, he left in his previous life for the sake of face, as he felt that he had lost a huge amount of face in the village.

"Are you not afraid that I will steal your limelight?"

Chen Huajiang lit the cigarette and said with a smile.

"You? Stealing my limelight? Hahaha——"

"I'm dying of laughter, you, a fired worker, want to steal my face? Do you have my suit? Do you have my Chinese?"

"Stealing my face, haha, hahaha, you're laughing so hard! I see you also have a cigarette in your pocket, take it out and give everyone one."

Chen Jianjun laughed with great pride. He felt that Chen Huajiang was talking nonsense.

If the other party hadn't been fired, and he was still a worker at the Hongqi Factory, he might still be able to fight with him and argue over his merits.

But now, how can I compare to him.

Then he pointed at Chen Huajiang's pocket and decided to hit him.

"Yes, here's one. Although Jianjun gave you a Zhonghua stick, in fact, it only gave you one. If you want more, I won't give it to you."

"When we were in elementary school, we went to the factory in the city to climb over the wall to pick up slag. Huajiang, you won't give me a cigarette, right?"

"Let me see what kind of smoke Huajiang Pocket is. It's either Asma, Hongmei or Peony. I can guarantee it with these three!"

Following Chen Jianjun's words, everyone started shouting and asking for cigarettes from Chen Huajiang.

Chen Huajiang smiled. Seeing this, he could only take out the cigarettes from his pocket and prepare to give one to each of them.

As soon as the cigarette was taken out, everyone was dumbfounded and the cheers stopped abruptly.

The cigarette in Chen Jianjun's mouth also fell to the ground with a clatter, and he looked stupidly at the cigarette in Chen Huajiang's hand.

China is still soft!
"Take it yourself, you don't want me to hand it to you."

Chen Huajiang turned around the cigarette and said with a smile.

Only then did everyone come back to their senses.

"Hua Jiang, why are you acting so softly?"

"Aren't you expelled? Could it be that you were expelled because of corruption and breaking the law?"

"Is it corruption?"

Everyone took out a cigarette and looked at Chen Huajiang with strange expressions while making guesses.

(End of this chapter)