Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

Inside the soft sleeper compartment.

Zou Ning filled his stomach and suddenly felt sleepy.

But when people are traveling, they still need to brush their teeth.

After all, if a young girl accidentally damages her teeth, she will scare people away when she opens her mouth.

Then how do you find someone to marry?

As soon as Zou Ning left, the intellectual woman on the upper bunk became more and more tense.

It stretched out into an inexplicable curve, which made Wu Yuan, who was also on the upper bunk, couldn't help but take a few glances.

Later, after flipping through the newspaper, he simply turned around, turned off the headlight, turned his back to the other person, and fell asleep.

Not long after, Zou Ning left and returned.

The sounds of people walking outside the carriage gradually fell silent.

Ma Mingchao covered his face with a newspaper, not knowing whether he was really asleep or pretending to be asleep.

The intellectual woman also relaxed again.

Under the dim light, as she stared closely at Wu Yuan, she suddenly realized that this young man was dressed unusually.

The belts are from Goldlion, and although the shirts and trousers cannot be clearly seen, judging from the shape and style, they are probably also from Goldlion.

At such a young age, I can afford gold and silver clothing.

Presumably, he is not a suspected criminal, let alone a villain who abducts and traffics women.

Besides, this soft sleeper ticket is not cheap, and it will be even more expensive for three people together.

If you sell yourself, you may not be able to get your money back.

With this thought, the intellectual woman completely relaxed and gradually fell asleep.

Even so, when Wu Yuan woke up early the next morning, the intellectual woman had also woken up early and was lying on the upper bunk, flipping through a magazine.

Looking at the cover, it seems to be the Hong Kong version.

Full of traditional Chinese characters.

But compared to traditional Chinese characters, what Wu Yuan is more interested in are the beauties on the cover.

That is the goddess of temperament that fits the aesthetics of his time, Chen Farong, last year's Miss Hong Kong champion, a highly educated talent.

I don’t know how much better than those technological faces and beauty faces of later generations.

However, compared to Hong Kong's sister who is outstanding, last year's Asian sister was considered to be in full bloom.

Not only Weng Hong dominates the crowd, but also Wan Qiwen and Wu Yongwei compete for beauty.

Just as Wu Yuan was thinking about it, he saw the intellectual woman randomly changing a magazine, and the cover showed the charming Weng Hong.

Just as the other party looked over, the conductor came in to check the ticket and informed me to get off at the next stop.

Taking advantage of the last half hour, Wu Yuan got out of bed, washed his face, and then sat on a stool outside the carriage until he got off the car.

The early morning in the capital begins with the hustle and bustle of the train station.

As a young girl who had just arrived in Shanghai, Zou Ning felt a little disappointed as she followed her boss and Ma Mingchao.

How can the legendary capital of the motherland be worse than Shanghai?

Wu Yuan didn't know that the chain of contempt between Shanghai and the capital had already begun to take shape in Zou Ning's heart.

Of course, even if you knew it, you wouldn't find it strange.

So he turned around and asked, "Ning Ning, what do you want for breakfast? We can meet directly."

Zou Ning curled up his neck and said, "Whatever."

As a Shanghai girl, she has no expectations for the capital's bean juice, charred rings, braised steamed buns, etc.

However, even if she didn't expect it, she couldn't escape it.

After all, you have to have something for breakfast.

An hour later.

Watching his boss and Ming Chao brother happily eating braised pork, Zou Ning could only sip the bean juice in his bowl and take a bite of the steamed bun from time to time.

That's it, it still tastes terrible.

It wasn't until Wu Yuan finished eating the braised pork that he put down his bowl and said quickly: "Ning Ning, you have to eat if you can't get used to it. We don't know where our next meal will be. If you get hungry, your lean little body will probably

I can’t stand it.”

When Zou Ning heard her boss compliment her on how thin she was, Zou Ning's appetite doubled.

As for the newly acquired fat on my belly, the boss didn't even notice it.

That's equivalent to nothing.

After a delicious meal, it was almost nine o'clock.

Zou Ning wiped his mouth, picked up his luggage and said, "Boss, where should we go next?"

Wu Yuan raised his hand to hail a taxi and said: "Let's go to the client's villa first."

This time it’s finally not yellow.

It's a Mercedes!

Even Wu Yuan felt fresh now. He got into the back seat first and started chatting with the driver.

In addition, the master in the capital is always talkative.

Soon Wu Yuan learned from casual conversation that this was a Mercedes-Benz 230e.

When the road first started in 1986, it cost 1 yuan per kilometer, but now it costs 3 yuan per kilometer.

Zou Ning secretly clicked his tongue as he listened.

But Wu Yuan had some inexplicable surprises.

Even if we see Yan Ruqing and her sister when we look back, we can at least make ends meet.

It's a pity that man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation.

It's not that far from the breakfast place to the villa area on the edge of the Third Ring Road.

Considering the traffic jam in the capital, it only takes half an hour.

So when the three Wu Yuan people arrived, Yan Ruqing and her sister hadn't arrived yet.

Ma Mingchao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, and Zou Ning, who was in the back seat, were about to get out of the car when Wu Yuan grabbed the driver and said, "Brother, let's talk about it and we'll give you a car for the whole day."

"Okay, I won't ask you for more, 280 yuan."

Wu Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "OK, it's a deal."

In fact, this price still leaves room for negotiation.

But Wu Yuan thought to himself, when it comes to 250, it doesn't sound good either.

Just don't discuss it.

The driver seemed to feel a little guilty and added: "Boss, I have the invoice, so I'll take care of it."

Wu Yuan's side has just been settled.

I saw another Mercedes-Benz parked next to it.

The master looked back and said, "Hey guys, the Mercedes-Benz 260e is much better than us!"

"Wait a minute, this license plate number seems to be the courtesy car of BJ Hotel..."

Well, I was directly compared to him.

Fortunately, we are not peers, so there is no need to compete for superiority or anything like that.

But what a coincidence, the extended version of the Mercedes-Benz was parked next to it.

Neither dropping off guests nor dropping off food.

Just like Wu Yuan and the others, they were cowering motionless.

It seems that he is also waiting for someone.

Then just wait. Anyway, we are not in conflict with each other.

Wu Yuan gave the driver a piece of Huazi, and then threw one to Ma Mingchao in the front row.

The three gentlemen opened the car windows and began to smoke, letting the master talk about the United Nations from Zhongnanhai.

It wasn't until I finished smoking the second Huazi that I saw a Mercedes-Benz driving over.

What's up, is Mercedes having a meeting today?

Wu Yuan looked at the time and saw that Yan Ruqing and the others should be here too!

Could this be the car that came here?

As soon as I thought about this, I saw the Mercedes-Benz stopped.

Then a figure opened the door and got out of the car.

Wu Yuan recognized that cold attitude at a glance from a distance.

Who else could it be besides Yan Ruqing?

Yan Ruqing got off the bus at the same time as another woman of similar age to her.

The same nobility.

Either rich or noble.

And at the feet of the Emperor, Wu Yuan estimated that this woman was probably a young lady from a powerful family.

But Wu Yuan didn't care who she was.

He's just here to do some renovations.

As long as you pay enough for the renovation, it doesn't matter if you work like a cow or a horse.

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