Rebirth of the Industrial Internet

In a high-end hair salon in Haikou, Sun Buqi was sitting in the "husband's" locker room. He had already started to count the hairs on the ground out of boredom. After smiling at each other with the man next to him with the same bitter face, he continued to wait quietly.

The strange man handed over a cigarette and took the initiative to strike up a conversation, "Handsome man, would you like one? Outsiders only know that we married a beautiful wife and only see the glamour. How can they know the hard work behind the scenes?"

Sun Buqi waved his hand, pointed to the no-smoking sign hanging on the wall next to him, and refused with a slight smile.

He was dressed up by Li Ruoli today, forced to put on a shirt, a suit, and his hair was specially arranged. If he hadn't been too tall, his skin too dark, and inconsistent with his gentle temperament, he might have been forced to wear gold silk

Glasses.

Rebirth has come, and Sun Buqi has become accustomed to the refreshing look of T-shirts, jeans, and sneakers. He has forgotten the taste of shirts, trousers, and leather shoes every day in his previous life.

"I have a guest to meet in the afternoon, you can't embarrass me!" Li Ruoli used this reason to force Sun Buqi to make a big purchase in the mall, and then returned to the way he used to work in the city government office.

Seeing the kindness on Sun Buqi's face, the strange man complained loudly, "The guy in my family has to do his hair once a week, and it costs more than 100 yuan a time, which is more than my cigarette money. I really don't know how women do it."

I thought, it’s a waste of money to spend money on your hair. I really didn’t see any difference before and after pruning!”

When he met a man who could talk, Sun Buqi shrugged his shoulders and replied absentmindedly, "A woman should be flattered by her appearance!"

The strange man seemed to have found a close friend and continued to talk, from small and medium-sized enterprises to Pengcheng, and then to the central bank's interest rate hikes. He saw that Sun Buqi was not interested in financial news, so he moved to political news, from the A Bian shooting case

The conspiracy behind it, talking about Putin the Great’s first visit to China.

The strange man must be a taxi driver in the imperial capital. He knows a lot about astronomy and geography. He can talk nonsense about anything and everything he says is specious.

Li Ruoli walked all the way and was saved from Sun Buqi and the sea of ​​suffering, avoiding the noise in his ears.

When the strange man saw that Sun Buqi was about to leave, he quickly handed over a business card and introduced in a low voice.

"I, Wang Maojiang, are doing some small projects. My little brother is very tender-faced. Which government department does he work for? Leave your phone number. When he is free, my brother will visit you. Maybe he can help you get to know your leader.

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Sun Buqi looked embarrassed and said perfunctorily: "It turns out to be Mr. Wang. How disrespectful! It's a pity that I'm only a temporary worker and I'm not qualified to make business cards..."

Wang Maojiang's expression immediately changed. He took back his business card and smiled. He turned to look at his wife in the distance, turning a blind eye to Sun Buqi.

Li Ruoli kept smiling next to him, letting the two men brag, and watched helplessly as Sun Buqi was treated coldly and refused to help seek justice.

She saw the clock on the wall, took Sun Buqi's arm, and hurried out of "Junya Personal Image Design Store".

The female teacher walked out of the door, circled around the older boy twice, pulled his sleeves, patted away the wrinkles on his clothes, and wrinkled her little nose.

"Although that man is a bit powerful, his vision is quite accurate. You look much more mature in these clothes. You really look like someone from a government agency!"

Sun Buqi smiled and did not argue with the girl; after changing his clothes and styling his hair, his every move was full of shadows of his previous life, with traces of having worked in a government agency in his previous life. Perhaps this was some kind of occupational disease.

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Li Ruoli tugged his lips and said disdainfully:

"What's so great about that man? He's just a second-rate businessman doing government projects. He should be a professional broker. He makes a lot of money by pulling off tiger skins. We don't need to pay attention to him. By the way, our appointment time is coming soon. Don't stay behind.

Dilly dally!”

Sun Buqi smiled bitterly. He kept grinding and grinding, as if he were a certain lady, but now he was beaten. Is there any justice?

When he learned that Zheng Na was going to meet in the afternoon and asked her to do things, Li Ruoli took action and went to the mall to buy an outfit for Sun Buqi. He also spent three hours doing his hair.

After everything was ready, and realizing that he would not be embarrassed, Li Ruoli took Sun Buqi on his arm and went to the meeting arrogantly.

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When Sun Buqi and Li Ruoli rushed to the Hong Kong-style coffee shop, Gao Yan and Zheng Na had not arrived yet.

The female teacher curled her lips, gritted her teeth, and said viciously: "What's wrong with the people who work in the bank? They're not punctual. It's really unreasonable!"

Ever since he heard that Sun Buqi was going to ask for help, or a young woman, Li Ruoli raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes as if he had taken a shot of gunpowder.

She doesn't like anyone she looks at now, and her tone of voice is either gloating or sarcastic.

Sun Buqi glanced at his watch with his peripheral vision. It was still ten minutes away from the agreed time. Is it too early to draw such a conclusion now?

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Gao Yan and his sister-in-law Zheng Na came slowly at the agreed time.

Li Ruoli didn't lift his butt off the stool and just nodded slightly, treating it as hello.

Sun Buqi stood up and faced him, helping to pull the stool and arrange the tableware.

Gao Yan has wavy hair, wears a goose-yellow dress and a pink belt around her waist, making her look slender and elegant;

Li Ruoli's long hair is very straight, and the ends are slightly curled playfully. She is wearing a large purple polka dot dress, which makes her whole person full of fairy spirit.

Zheng Na's dress is much more formal, with her long black hair pulled back, a small black suit, and a tube skirt of the same color, all looking like a bank counter.

But the way the three women sat down betrayed their individual personalities; the two teachers next to them had their legs together, but Zheng Na did something unique, gently raising her legs and curling her calves together.

Li Ruoli and Gao Yan are both young teachers at Qiong University, and both have experience of studying abroad. However, one studied in the United States and the other studied in England, but the treatment they received was very different. The latter could teach main subjects, while the former could only teach elective courses.

Of course, the reason why she couldn't teach was because Li Ruoli was too young, even younger than many students. The Academic Affairs Office was afraid that she wouldn't be able to convince the public, so they carefully considered it and decided to settle down for a year and learn from experience.

The two teachers were chattering beside them, and the two protagonists, Sun Buqi and Zheng Na, were temporarily embarrassed.

The former is thinking about how to open the topic, and then makes a request politely; the latter is looking at the sky, keeping his nostrils at least 45 degrees from the ground, as if silently saying, "You also have today?", "Fall into my hands."

Come on!"

As the only male present, Sun Buqi took the initiative to take the responsibility of ordering the meal. "What kind of coffee should these three beauties drink? Latte or cappuccino?"

Gao Yan and Li Ruoli both shook their heads. When they were studying abroad, they got hurt from drinking coffee. Besides, they were used to drinking handmade coffee, and when they drank bagged coffee, they always felt that it had lost some flavor. (To be continued)