The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Chapter 112 Give it a go, turn a bicycle into a motorcycle (35)

  As a dignified gentleman, it is naturally impossible for Wu Yuan to be led by the nose by a young girl who has not experienced much in the world.

  So as he was walking, he took the initiative to ask: "Miss Jiang?"

   "Call me Jiang Jing, Boss Wu."

   "Uh, Jiang Jing, why don't we just eat something at the hotel restaurant?"

   "Boss Wu, no matter how casual you can eat in the hotel restaurant, it's not something a small front desk like me can afford."

  Wu Yuan glanced at the other party, where it was small, it was obviously big.

   "You helped me stare at the stocks for so many days, I should be asking you."

   "No, no, boss Wu, just give me a chance. I know it's hard to hire a big boss like you."

   Wu Yuan stopped talking.

   Immediately afterwards, he saw the other party pushing out a Phoenix brand Kun car from the shed.

   Okay, just sit here?

  Then no appointment is allowed, the back seat of my car will always be reserved for my daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan.

  Other women are not eligible.

   No matter how big it is.

  Jiang Jing pushed the car back to the shed and locked it in embarrassment, and when she turned her head, Wu Yuan raised his hand to summon a Santana.

  She knew that letting a big boss like the other party ride a bicycle was a bit naive.

   But at the moment when he got into Santana's back seat, he still couldn't help staring at the back of Wu Yuan's head, thinking about the fare for this taxi ride.

  Santana is RMB 16 per kilometer, which is 40 cents more expensive than Xiao Xiali. After ten kilometers, you can’t go for 20 yuan?

   So along the way, the two of them didn't say anything.

  Seeing the driver driving the car with a strange expression on his face, he thought to himself that this lonely man and widow is really strange, could it be the teachers and students of Tongji?

  Wu Yuan didn't know what the master was thinking.

   If you know, I really have to thank him.

   In such a disturbed state of mind, Santana arrived at Siping Road, and Jiang Jing didn't react until Wu Yuan paid the fare and got off the car.

   Hastily took money out of his pocket, and then hurriedly snatched the money from the master and returned it to Wu Yuan.

   I was in a hurry for a while.

   Fortunately, Master Santana has quick eyesight and quick hands, and he directly withdrew the money and his hands, saving a lot of trouble.

  Jiang Jing got out of the car with her head down, approached Wu Yuan and said, "Boss Wu, I should pay the bill."

  Wu Yuan said bluntly: "I called the car, how can I make you spend money?"

  This undoubted tone is just like the machismo that a mother keeps saying.

  But Jiang Jing couldn't feel the slightest ill feeling towards this kind of male chauvinism.

  Siping Road is near Tongji University.

  Wu Yuan felt a strong scholarly atmosphere as soon as he got off the car.

  It seems that everything has slowed down, and the years are hazy and quiet.

   From time to time, boys walked by talking loudly, mixed with the cheerful silver bell-like laughter of the girls, which really made people feel refreshed and forgetful.

   "This place is nice."

  Hearing Wu Yuan's affirmation, Jiang Jing suddenly cheered up: "Today I want to invite you to a Northwest noodle restaurant, the taste is very authentic."

   "Then I'm really looking forward to it."

   "Boss Wu doesn't dislike him?"

   "I am also from a small place, so there is nothing to dislike."

  The two of them walked along the tree-lined path, getting close to each other from time to time due to the passing of pedestrians.

   Until we stopped in front of a small shop called 'Northwest Noodle House'.

   This northwest noodle restaurant does not look big, but it occupies two facades.

  The attendance rate is at least 80%.

  The two chose a seat facing each other and sat down, and they still shared a table with others.

  Even so, Jiang Jing couldn't help but look forward to it.

   "Boss Wu, what kind of noodles do you eat?"

   "Whistle noodles."

   "Do you also like whistle noodles?"

   "Who else loves to eat?"

  Jiang Jing almost blurted out, but when the words reached her throat, she held back again.

   It's just that his face is flushed because of this.

   It attracted the attention of many male students around.

   Amazed by Jiang Jing, envious and jealous of Wu Yuan.

  Wu Yuan was wronged.

  In addition, Jiang Jing paid for the order and payment, and the boys directly escalated to contempt for Wu Yuan.

   After eating the noodles, the night became darker and more lonely.

  Jiang Jing let go a lot because of this, and led Wu Yuan into a faculty community.

  While walking, he introduced to Wu Yuan: "This is my aunt's house. She and my uncle left the country in a hurry and left many things unfinished. The condition of the house is very good, and you can live with your bags."

   "Your aunt and uncle are teachers of Tongji?"

"Um."

  Opening the door, a smell of scholarly family came to the face.

  The room is about a hundred square meters.

   To be able to obtain such conditions in Tongji, the reputation and status will not be low.

  In addition to the wooden floor and the bookcases all over the face, although it is empty, it can be seen that the former owner is knowledgeable.

  Turning around, Jiang Jing said with an obedient face: "How is it, Boss Wu?"

  In fact, she is sure that this house can satisfy Wu Yuan, after all, the conditions are here.

  Unexpectedly, Wu Yuan shook his head: "It's not suitable."

   "But the conditions here are so good. Although the location is a bit out of the way, life is very convenient..."

"It's because the conditions are so good that it's not suitable for me. Jiang Jing, I'm actually a carpenter. This time I'm looking for a house for a long-term stay, because I want to find some work in Shanghai. At that time, there will be so many tools such as axes, hammers, and saws. Accidentally bumped into each other. In addition, I and my people are all big bastards, and it is ruined to live in such a good place."

"ah?!"

  Accompanied by a disappointment, Jiang Jing found that her wishful thinking was in tatters.

   Seeing the anxious look of the other party at a loss, Wu Yuan simply spoke up.

   "As for the stock, if you believe me, you can hold it for a while. As for when to sell it, I will inform you. Don't worry about this, after all, you have helped me a lot."

   "But this favor is too great, I... I really can't repay it."

   "Then you will continue to pay attention to the stock price for me, and notify me as soon as possible. If you move to a new residence later, you will also leave an address for you."

"Um!"

  Like Jiang Jing's mentality of fearing to owe favors, Wu Yuan generously let the other party owe.

   Anyway, it's just a matter of piggybacking.

   Don't delay.

  Back to the hotel, Wu Yuan saw that it was still early, so he called home.

  Yang Luoyan on the other end of the phone hugged the receiver and asked for warmth, leaving him no chance to interrupt.

  It was only at the end that I had a chance to say: "Don't worry, daughter-in-law, I'm fine. It's not the first time I've come out. We've also traveled far and wide and seen the world."

  Hung up the phone, Wu Yuan opened the newspaper that he brought back just now.

  Turn to the securities section, the price of electric vacuum has risen to 320 yuan.

  For Jiang Jing whose purchase price was 240 yuan, it was equivalent to a one-third increase.

  But for him, whose purchase price was 96 yuan, it has already increased by two times and one third.

  The income has been considerable.

   But don’t worry, there are still three months before the stock market crash in October, so wait and try again.

  Bike to motorcycle!

  (end of this chapter)