Rebirth: 1990's Little Businesswoman

"As before?"

Liu Ping looked at it in surprise. As the center of the discussion, Xia Ruchu was eating slowly.

They say they are, she eats her, and the excitement is also theirs. It has nothing to do with her.

"Yes, she got a small company."

"What company? Now I don't want to go to this class. If I can't, I'll work as before. "

Liu Ping didn't pay attention to the small company that Chen Fang talked about. He thought it was really a small company that wasn't worth mentioning. Then he made a joke.

"Chaoyang company, I don't know what it is." Chen Fang only remembers this name. As for what the inside of Chaoyang company does, she really doesn't know and hasn't been there.

"Chaoyang company?"

Liu Ping and his daughter-in-law were surprised. They were mixed in big cities outside. Naturally, they knew what Chaoyang company meant. Was such a big company opened by their 19-year-old cousin?

How is that possible? Chaoyang company has been established for at least two years. At that time, it was only 17 years old!

On reflection, Liu Ping felt that his sister-in-law was fooling him.

"Aunt, don't be kidding. Chaoyang company has been established for more than two years. How old was it then? Not yet an adult. "

"Why did I lie to you, Xiao Xie? I've seen that Xie song."

When Liu Ping heard this, he just smiled and didn't take it to heart. If he talked about other small companies, he might still believe it, but this Chaoyang, which is a world-famous big company, has surpassed countless companies in scale only two years after its establishment.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Chen Fang didn't want to explain. The atmosphere at dinner was much quieter.

After dinner, nothing happened. The men and the neighbors next door gathered in the yard to play cards, and the women and children gathered around to bake.

Xia Ruchu took a stool and sat by the yard. His eyes looked around. There was a face behind the aunt's house. A few hundred meters in front of it was a river. In addition to the scattered mud houses nearby, it was a large area of good farmland, with patches of green wheat in the field, and small mountains stacked not far away.

I don't know how long she sat, she saw several familiar figures from far to near.

One of them is Chen Zhi and his father Chen Quan, and the other is Xia Kun.

Xia Ruchu remembered that in the days before the new year, Xia Kun called every day, but she didn't answer.

"Sister, did you come back this morning?" When Chen Zhi saw her, he immediately came over.

"Well, I came back in the morning."

"Go back and see Sam? Everyone in the room is talking about you. " Uncle Chen Quan is very thin. He looks like a hemp pole when he goes to that station. Except for the inside, he is a thin leather coat. He seems very cold. He puts his hands in his jeans pocket and looks a little counselled.

Xia Ruchu smiled and didn't respond. Then he saw Chen Quan take out a red envelope from his jeans pocket. When he saw that others didn't pay attention, he quietly stuffed it into Xia Ruchu's hand.

"Lucky money for you."

"Thank you, uncle."

After that, she put it into the pocket of her cotton padded clothes.

The aunt found their arrival and warmly invited them to the house to have a fire. Xia Kun stood in front of Xia Ruchu and didn't move. His face was blue, as if he hadn't heard Chen Lan's words.

Xia Kun is wearing a mesh single shoe in front and a thin dark blue single pants. Inside his coat is a pink striped shirt and outside is a small suit coat. He has a little long hair, which is neat, but his hair is thin. He combed it with a comb after mousse, leaving traces.

His clothes were very thin. Xia Ruchu saw his hands hanging naturally on both sides of his pants. His face was a little purple with cold. There were a lot of blood in his eyes. Needless to think, he must have played cards all night last night.

"I called you the other day, didn't you see?"

While Xia Ruchu looked at him, Xia Kun also looked at her. After finding her indifferent eyes, he couldn't help asking first.

"I see." She said.

"Then why don't you answer my phone? Are you rich now, so you don't pay attention to me? "

The anger in Xia Kun's eyes was burning, and the look in her eyes was full of anger.

Xia Ruchu didn't speak. She could recite his temperament and his lines all her life. Although she said so much, she just ran the train with her mouth full.

"Do you know what day it was yesterday?"

Seeing that she didn't speak, he asked again.

Xia Ruchu still didn't answer. On the first day of the new year, her birthday died on this day in her previous life. Can she forget it?

"I haven't answered your call for a week. You turned off your phone yesterday. Now your wings are really hard. Pretend you don't know me."

Hearing his words, Xia Ruchu only felt very tired, but he still didn't want to say anything. He thought as much as he liked.

If she really didn't recognize him, how could she take the supplements he sent a few months ago?

Xia Kun is like this. Good times are good. It's annoying to hear him talk in bad times.

Just as Xia Kun was about to say something, my uncle came out of the house and grabbed Xia Kun's arm.

"Come on, mahjong three lack one."

Hearing that three were missing one, Xia Kun didn't see it. Xia Ruchu raised his feet and followed.

There are already two tables for playing cards in the yard. One is fried golden flowers suitable for all ages, and the other is mahjong, which is now three short of one.

Xia Ruchu sat aside and watched Xia Kun sit in his position. Then she skillfully rubbed mahjong. She looked at his inner pocket with perspective at will. He had a lot of money, three grandpa Mao and some change in his pocket.

From beginning to end, Chen Fang and her grandmother never left the house. Soon, Chen Zhi came out of the house.

"Sister, we'll blow up gold flowers when we play together. I haven't won your money for a long time. I have to win some pocket money." Chen Zhi joked.

Xia Ruchu pulled the corners of her mouth. This is really true. Different from Xia Kun's gambling, she doesn't like playing cards. She can't even play the simplest mahjong. Playing poker is only the simplest, but her technology is very poor. She loses her lucky money every year when playing cards for the new year.

There are seven people in their fried golden flowers. In addition to Chen Zhi, Liu Ping and their sister-in-law, there are also three young people from their neighbors.

They have nothing else to ask for except 50 cents for each handle of fried gold flower and the highest price of 10 yuan.

Xia Ruchu didn't intend to win money. When he dealt the cards, he always followed him. He didn't look at the cards until he died. Seeing her move, most people couldn't resist. Finally, they couldn't help looking at the cards.

The card is good. It's a big deal. If you're not sure, throw the card away directly.

Two down, Xia Ruchu lost a hundred dollars.