Siheyuan: Promoted to engineer, torturing and weeping animals

Zhang Yi drove the car to the parking lot, and then gave a dime to the uncle who watched the scene, "Master, show me the car!"

When the old man who watched the scene saw this car, he couldn't help but adjusted his reading glasses, "Hey, what kind of car is this? It's the first time I've seen it. It's really a novelty!"

Zhang Yi raised his neck triumphantly, "Imported, a rare item! It's expensive, you have to look at it!"

The old man watching the scene raised his hand; "Don't worry, you! Just put your things in my place, you can put your mind at ease, and you won't lose them!"

Only then did Zhang Yi get up and walk towards the ice rink.

He was wearing a black suede jacket and black suede shoes on his feet, not to mention the wind, and the insulation was also fully pulled.

As a southerner, when traveling back to the capital in early spring, we still have to pay attention to cold protection.

However, in Shichahai, there are many respected young masters and young ladies in the compound, as well as those stubborn masters in the alleys.

They are all at the age of flaunting their personalities, coupled with the passion of the times, they are all showing their own personalities.

So Zhang Yi didn't seem particularly different, except that he was a little taller, handsomer, and more mature, but other things seemed ordinary.

Zhang Yi came to the middle of Shichahai, stood in front of the white jade railing, leaned on the railing to see the men and women skating below, and also observed passers-by by the way.

When we separated from the little bastard Zhou Changli, he said that this place is his favorite place to play, as long as he is looking for him to go to this place, he will be right.

At this time, the little bastard's reputation can be described as a megalomaniac in the four or nine cities of the capital.

Although adults didn't pay much attention to him as a teenager, in the eyes of young people, he was either a devil or a hero.

To the children of the compound, he is a dangerous demon.

In the eyes of Hutong Chuanzi, he is a brave and resourceful hero.

Zhang Yi waited for a while, and then called out to several young men who came over with their shoulders crossed.

"Young man, come here, come here!"

He pointed to a skinny boy with a crew cut and said.

The boy was with a few buddies, and with two pretty girls in ponytails.

Seeing Zhang Yi calling himself, I couldn't help but look Zhang Yi up and down.

With Zhang Yi's appearance, he is not an ordinary person at first glance.

He was also curious, and after talking to a few buddies, he walked towards Zhang Yi.

"You called me? Do I know you?"

He stared at Zhang Yi with an aggressive tone.

Zhang Yi smiled, and didn't take it seriously, but reached out and took out a pack of King Furong from his pocket, and handed him one.

"Do you smoke?"

"smoke!"

That kid was also polite, he couldn't smoke such a good cigarette, so he took it right away.

Zhang Yi smiled and took out a lighter and lit it for him. He didn't see anything, and soon he started to puff in front of Zhang Yi.

After taking two puffs of cigarettes, he smiled and said to Zhang Yi: "You are very interesting, tell me, what do you want from me?"

Zhang Yi said: "I want to see the little bastard. Do you know where he is?"

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, Xiao Pingtou's face suddenly changed.

"You're looking for the little bastard? Why are you looking for him?"

"I'm a friend of his. He told me before that if you want to find him, you can come to this place. Do you know him?"

Xiaopingtou looked at Zhang Yi seriously, "Wait a while!"

After finishing speaking, he ran over to chat with a few companions.

A few of them muttered together for a long time, not knowing what they wanted to do.

Afterwards, Xiao Pingtou came back to Zhang Yi, "It's not impossible to take you there to meet him! But you have to tell us first, what do you do?"

Zhang Yi smiled faintly: "I'm here to ask him for help."

After finishing speaking, he stuffed his bag of Furong Wangdu into Xiaopingtou's hand.

Xiaopingtou laughed immediately, and nodded again and again: "Okay, seeing you are so happy, I will tell you where he is!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed towards an ice rink to the west.

"There is a circle of people over there, and he is watching people play the piano there!"

Zhang Yi glanced over there, and said to Xiaopingtou, "Thank you!"

After speaking, Zhang Yi stood up from the railing and walked over there.

Xiaoping glanced at the Furong King in his hand, and happily took it back to share with his buddies.

"Xiaowen, who is that person? How dare you go to the little bastard?"

"Anyone who dares to look for a lunatic is definitely not normal. Let's stay away from him."

"Brother Jing, why do we care about him? Anyway, as long as there are cigarettes."

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Zhang Yi followed Xiaopingtou's instructions and came to the crowded square.

Sure enough, there were several rock bands inside, playing with their guitars in their arms.

Playing the piano is a very trendy thing among young people in Beijing at this time.

Similar to later fighting songs, but they all have to be played and sung.

Although the few in the crowd were all wearing gray or blue cloth padded jackets, and they didn't have any special shampoo to wash their hair, and their heads were all oily, but it didn't affect them at all when they sang loudly, and the girls around them applauded .

Chapter 422 The money can make a ghost run the mill

Lu Xuan took a look, and among the original versions of rock boys in the arena, there was no little bastard.

But that's right, his family conditions are very average, it's just an employee's family.

But guitars are now a luxury item, and those who can afford them are mostly not the children of the compound, but also experts, professors or the daughters of wealthy businessmen.

So Lu Xuan began to look around, and as expected, he saw the little bastard surrounded by a group of people not far away.

He was still the same as usual, accustomed to looking at people with his chin, and there was always a rebellious look in his eyes.

Such a person, one can tell at a glance that they are not easy to provoke.

But for Zhang Yi, he is just a young man in his teens.

Zhang Yi smiled and walked over there.

"Brothers, long time no see! Little bastard, don't come here without any problems!"

Zhang Yi smiled politely.

When those people heard the words, they turned their heads and stared at Zhang Yi for a long time.

"Hey, who are you? Do we know you well?"

It had been a month or so since the last time we met, and it was dark at that time, and they couldn't remember who Zhang Yi was.

Zhang Yi smiled faintly: "More than a month ago, at the entrance of the West Cinema. You don't have any memory?"

When Zhang Yi said this, the boys in front of him suddenly widened their eyes and remembered who the person in front of them was!

Can you not be impressed?

At that time, seven or eight of them surrounded Zhang Yi alone, but they were beaten to the ground with one blow.

But later Zhang Yi was kind to them, not only didn't continue to pursue the matter, but also gave them a sum of money for them to eat and drink.

"You are that... Zhang Yi!"

The little bastard pointed at Zhang Yi and said.

Zhang Yi nodded, "Hehe, you just remembered me!"

The little bastard's eyes softened a lot when he looked at Zhang Yi. After all, a person like him would not pay attention to any dignitaries.

But for Zhang Yi, a man who can fight, he still respects him very much.

Young people will have heroism in their hearts and worship those masters.

"Long time no see. I didn't recognize you when I first saw you. What are you doing here?"

Zhang Yi said: "Looking for you! Didn't you say before that if you want to find you, you can come to Shichahai."

The little bastard said in his heart: I was just being polite back then, have you really come here?

But after all, Zhang Yi was very polite to him last time, and gave him a lot of money, so the little bastard has to be polite.

"What's the matter, is there anything you need brother to help with? If you have something to say, just say it. In Sijiu City, the capital, there is no such thing as my little bastard who can't speak well!"

The younger brothers next to me also followed suit.

"Yes, let me tell you, in the capital, no matter who sees our elder brother, they have to get out of the way!"

"So what if they are the children of high-ranking officials in the compound? Ask them if they dare to offend our boss?"

Zhang Yi said with a smile: "That's great! I'm here for your reputation. Brothers, this is not a place to talk. How about we find a place to chat while eating?"

Zhang Yi stretched his thumb back: "Lao Mo is still the Capital Hotel?"

Hearing these words, several Hutong people had a look of anticipation in their eyes, and they all looked at the little bastard in unison, hoping that he would come up with an idea.

They don't go to that kind of place often, and the consumption there is expensive!

Last time, there were still two large-scale factories in the surrounding area, and they had the opportunity to have a meal by following the posture.

The food in this serious restaurant is many times more delicious than the food at their home!

The little bastard is also a smart person. He stared at Zhang Yi and asked, "You are so polite? It seems that there is something we need to help with. Let's talk about it first!"

Zhang Yi said with a smile: "You guys are overthinking. Today's meal is different from what I invite you to do."

"Even if I have nothing to do, I have long wanted to find a chance to have a meal with the famous little bastard in the capital. Didn't I bring my girlfriend with me last time? It's inconvenient. I have to make it up this time, right?"

"Don't worry, we're talking about friendship when we eat. The matter is the matter. They are not people who can be bought with a meal, right?"