Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

Chapter 110 Give it a try and turn your bicycle into a motorcycle

Chapter 110 Give it a try and turn your bicycle into a motorcycle (35)

As a dignified man, Wu Yuan naturally could not let a little girl who had no experience in the world lead him by the nose.

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

"Call me Jiang Jing, Boss Wu."

"Uh, Jiang Jing, how about we just eat something casually in the hotel restaurant?"

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

Wu Yuan glanced at the other party. Wherever it was small, it was clearly huge.

"You have been keeping an eye on the stock market for me for so many days, so I should be the one asking you to do it."

"No, 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, I saw the other party rolling out a Phoenix brand Kun car from the carport.

Okay, just sit here?

That's not allowed. The back seat of my car will always be the exclusive seat for my wife Yang Luoyan.

Other women are not qualified.

No matter how big it is.

Jiang Jing pushed the car back to the carport and locked it with an embarrassed look on her face. When she turned around, she saw Wu Yuan raising his hand to hail a Santana.

She knew that it was a bit naive to let a big boss like him ride a bicycle.

But now that he was in the back seat of Santana, he still couldn't help but stare at the back of Wu Yuan's head, calculating the fare of the taxi ride.

Santana costs 1.6 yuan per kilometer, which is 40 cents more than Xiaoli. After 10 kilometers, you can't go for 20 yuan?

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

The driver saw a strange look on his face and thought to himself, this man and woman alone are really strange. Could it be that they are teachers and students of Tongji?

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

If I knew, I would really thank him.

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

He hurriedly took out the money from his bag, and then hurriedly grabbed the banknotes from the master's hand and gave them back to Wu Yuan.

I was in a hurry for a while.

Fortunately, Master Santana had quick eyesight and retracted the money and hand directly, saving a lot of trouble.

Jiang Jing lowered her head and got out of the car. She moved closer to Wu Yuan and said, "Boss Wu, you should let me pay the bill."

Wu Yuan said confidently: "I ordered the car, how can I let you spend money?"

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

But Jiang Jing didn't have the slightest dislike for this kind of male chauvinism.

Siping Road is near Tongji University.

As soon as Wu Yuan got out of the car, he felt a strong scholarly atmosphere.

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

From time to time, boys would pass by talking loudly, mixed with the cheerful silver bell-like laughter of the girls, which really made people feel relaxed and happy, and they would forget all the favors and insults.

“This place is nice.”

Hearing Wu Yuan's affirmation, Jiang Jing suddenly cheered up: "I want to treat you to a northwest noodle restaurant today. The taste is very authentic."

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

"Boss Wu, don't you dislike it?"

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

The two of them walked along the tree-lined path, getting a little closer from time to time due to the passing of pedestrians.

Until I stopped in front of a small shop called "Northwest Noodle House".

This northwest noodle restaurant doesn't look big, but it occupies two storefronts.

The occupancy rate inside is at least 80%.

The two of them chose a seat facing each other and sat down, sharing a table with others.

Even so, Jiang Jing could not help but look forward to it with excitement.

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

"Shaolin noodles."

"You also like to eat whistle noodles?"

"Who else likes to eat?"

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

But his face turned red because of it.

It attracted many male students around to look at him.

I am amazed by Jiang Jing, but envious and jealous of Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan was wronged.

In addition, the next order and payment were all paid for by Jiang Jing, and the boys immediately turned to contempt for Wu Yuan.

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

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

As he walked, he introduced to Wu Yuan: "This is my aunt's house. She and her uncle went abroad in a hurry, and many things were not taken care of. The conditions of the house are very good, and you can live in it with just a bag."

"Your aunt and uncle are teachers at Tongji?"

"Um."

When I opened the door, I was greeted by the smell of a scholarly family.

The room is about one hundred square meters.

If you can get such conditions in Tongji, your reputation and status will not be low.

Coupled with the wooden floor and the bookcases all over the place, although they are empty, you can still see the knowledge of the former owner.

After walking around in a circle, Jiang Jing said with a sweet look on her face: "How is it, Boss Wu?"

In fact, she was sure that Wu Yuan would be satisfied with this house, after all, the conditions were here.

Unexpectedly, Wu Yuan shook his head: "Inappropriate."

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

"It is precisely because the conditions are so good that it is not suitable for me. Jiang Jing, I am actually a carpenter. This time I am looking for a house to live long-term to find some work in Shanghai. By then, there will be so many axes, hammers, and saws.

We accidentally bumped into each other. In addition, my people and I are rough guys, and we have ruined living in such a good place."

"ah?!"

With a feeling of disappointment, Jiang Jing found that her wishful thinking was shattered.

Seeing the anxious look on the other side's back footing, Wu Yuan simply spoke out.

"As for the stocks, if you believe me, you can hold them for a while. As for when it's time to sell, I will let you know. Don't worry about this, after all, you have helped me a lot."

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

"Then you continue to keep an eye on the stock price for me, and notify me as soon as possible if anything happens. If I move to a new place later, I will also leave you an address."

"Um!"

Like Jiang Jing, who was afraid of owing favors, Wu Yuan instead let the other person owe him generously.

Anyway, it’s just a matter of helping others.

No delay.

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

On the other end of the phone, Yang Luoyan held the phone and started asking questions, leaving him no chance to interrupt.

Only at the end did I have the chance to say: "Don't worry, wife, I'm fine. It's not the first time I've come out. We've traveled all over the world and seen the world."

After hanging up the phone, Wu Yuan opened the newspaper he had just returned with.

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

For Jiang Jing, whose purchase price was 240 yuan, this was equivalent to an increase of one-third.

But for him, who paid 96 yuan, it has already increased by two and one-third.

The income has been considerable.

But don’t rush, there are still three months until the stock market crash in October, so wait and give it another try.

Turn your bike into a motorcycle!

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