Rebirth of the Routine King

It was no surprise to Wang Yan that he would wake up to a surprised sound that resounded throughout the sky.

"Wang Yan! When the hell did you come back?"

Wang Yan opened his sleepy eyes and saw Wang Weihang's ugly face that had been run over by a wheel.

"I still feel good sleeping in the dormitory! It's much better than holding Song Zhiwen in my arms."

"Go, go, go! Give us lemons to eat as soon as we come back." Wang Weihang cursed, but his eyes were filled with joy.

Although there was no Wang Yan to destroy his backstage during this period, he always felt that something was missing. Now that Wang Yan came back, the feeling of laughing and scolding that could only be recalled came back all at once.

"Let me see how the injury is..."

As he spoke, Wang Weihang turned his head to Wang Yan's back, and then frowned: "Wang Yan, you won't leave any scars, will you?"

Wang Yan smiled and said: "If there is no injury on the back, can we still call him a man? Song Zhiwen and I have already tried it, and it does not affect other functions."

Wang Weihang grinned and cursed again: "Can you stop bragging! Gao Lu is protecting Song Zhiwen like an old hen, can she make you succeed?"

Dou Liang also felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart, and teased: "The more you think about something in your heart, the more you will show off with your mouth. Let me see, Wang Yan, you may not have even held Song Zhiwen's hand!"

After saying that, he smiled at Wang Weihang and said: "Boss, I think Wang Yan is quite pitiful. He is lying next to a beauty, but he can't steal food. This kind of scratching his head and heart, I'm afraid he won't feel it either!"

Wang Yan laughed: "The one who knows me is Dou Liang!"

Seeing Wang Yan personally admitting that he was bragging just now, Wang Weihang felt much better. He and Tian Qingqing fell in love much earlier than Wang Yan, and until now, the two of them have not broken through the final barrier!

If Wang Yan takes the lead, he will always feel that he is inferior to him in some aspects.

There is no way, he just likes to compare, and he will not let go of this kind of male-female matter.

Wang Yan came back when he saw Wang Weihang, Dou Liang and Lin Xiyan. They couldn't help but curiously asked: "Where are Xiao Shan and Ya Fei? They know that I have returned to the palace, but they don't know how to pick them up?"

Wang Weihang said helplessly: "In the past few days, Pan Yafei has been obsessed with Internet cafes for some reason. He took Wen Xiaoshan with him all day long, and even stayed up all night yesterday! He slept in class for noon, and they just finished school and didn't eat anything.

I went to the Internet cafe again."

Wang Yan frowned and thought to himself: Didn't Pan Yafei conceive the novel? Why did he become obsessed with playing games? Do you want to write a game article and go online to find materials?

"Boss, are you okay today? Come have a meal with me later."

Wang Weihang looked hesitant: "Tian Qingqing and I agreed to go out to eat."

Dou Liang also added: "Ma Rongrong and I also made an appointment to eat spicy hotpot."

Wang Yan looked at Dou Liang and said angrily: "Even if you didn't make an appointment, I won't call you... With your drinking capacity, how can you stay with someone?"

Dou Liang gritted his teeth in anger: "Wang Yan, you promised to hurt people so much, don't ever ask me for help again!"

Wang Yan hurriedly apologized and smiled: "I'm sorry, I accidentally told the truth. Dou Liang, don't be angry! I really need your help in a few days!"

Dou Liang snorted and turned around to go to the bathroom to pee.

Wang Yan turned his attention to Lin Xiyan: "Xiyan, if you are free, will you accompany me to dinner later?"

Lin Xiyan hesitated: "But I can't drink either!"

"No need to drink. I am mainly alone and just want to find someone to accompany me..."

Lin Xiyan nodded.

Wang Weihang seemed to have thought of something, and took out a bank card from his pocket, handed it to Wang Yan, and said: "This is the card you gave me in the hospital. I took out 25,800 yuan and gave it to Zhang Chao."

Wang Yan nodded and then stuffed the card into his pocket.

But see Wang Wei

Hang added: "Wang Yan, I didn't spend any money on your card when I ate!"

Wang Yan smiled and said: "You voluntarily didn't spend it. If you pass this village, there won't be this shop..."

Seeing that Wang Weihang was hesitant to speak, Wang Yan asked curiously: "How come you, a grown man, are so hesitant? Do you have any idea of ​​going to Thailand for surgery?"

Wang Weihang didn't understand the meaning of these words for a while, but he also knew that Wang Yan could never spit out ivory from his mouth, so he cursed: "You are the one who wants to change your fucking gender!"

Wang Yan stopped joking, "What is going on? If you don't tell me, I will leave!"

Wang Weihang tightened his lips and said in a weaker voice: "Tian Qingqing will have her birthday in half a month, and I promised to buy her a notebook."

Wang Yan knew this. The last quarrel in the hospital seemed to be because of this. He didn't hesitate at the moment and took out a wad of money from the inner pocket of his jacket and threw it to Wang Weihang.

He joked: "Boss, if you successfully push Tian Qingqing, don't forget that I helped you take off your pants."

Originally, he was deeply grateful to Wang Yan. After hearing his shameless joke, Wang Weihang gasped and said bitterly:

"If I hadn't seen that you were still injured, I would have taken off your fucking pants right now!"

"You pick it up, you pick it up! If you don't, you're a dog..."

Wang Yan was like a scoundrel, wiggling his buttocks and constantly stimulating Wang Weihang.

Lin Xiyan held back her laughter and hurriedly pulled Wang Yan out.

After the two left, Dou Liang kept slandering Wang Weihang: "Boss, this Wang Yan is simply a gangster! I don't know what Song Zhiwen likes about him!"

Wang Weihang brought the 10,000 yuan in front of Dou Liang and said coldly: "Have you ever seen a gangster who helps someone in times of need?"

...

Wang Yan did not go directly to the milk tea shop, but went directly to [Huijia Private Kitchen] and opened a private room before calling Lao Gao.

Lao Gao's real name is Gao Yinchuan, and he is fifty-four years old this year.

In fact, he is a local from Shangcheng. Eight generations of relatives in his family have nothing to do with the city of Yinchuan.

The reason why he was named Yinchuan was because of his father.

His dad...let's call him Lao Lao Gao for now.

Lao Lao Gao is an old revolutionary who participated in the Liberation War in his youth. He has a best friend from Yinchuan named Wang Erdan.

Yes, it was said in those days that a cheap name would make a living, so Wang Erdan’s parents gave their son such a common name.

In a battle where the Japanese army raided him, Wang Erdan saw that Lao Lao Gao was in a critical situation and was about to be exposed to the enemy's vitality. He risked his own life and pulled Lao Lao Gao back to his position regardless of his own risk.

The price he paid was that he was shot in the vital part, and Lao Gao was shot in the thigh.

The medical conditions at that time were extremely scarce, and the medical team had been dispersed by the Japanese army. So after struggling hard for half an hour, Wang Erdan finally breathed his last in the arms of Lao Lao Gao.

After the war, Lao Gao returned to his hometown. Although his legs were disabled, the bright military medals on his chest made it easy for him to find a wife.

The next year there was Gao Yinchuan.

Originally, the first name given to Gao Yinchuan was Gao Erdan, but his wife stopped him. The reason was that the era of nicknames to save lives has passed, and we should follow the footsteps of dang and move forward...

Old Gao then thought about it, if he named his son Erdan, wouldn't his dead comrade be a generation younger than him?

So I gave up the idea of ​​naming him Erdan and called him Yinchuan instead, as a way of remembering his friends.

The name was quite satisfactory, and Gao Yinchuan's mother had no objections.

Originally, with Lao Laogao's military exploits, it was easy to gain a foothold in the local area.

Things are unpredictable.

When Gao Yinchuan was five years old, Gao's old illness that he had accumulated on the battlefield relapsed, and he died before the end of the year.

In the last minute before his death, Lao Gao only glanced at his young son, and then stared blankly at the white roof, repeating a sentence vaguely in his mouth: Erdan, here I come... ...

Even though he didn't have a deep impression of his father, Gao Yinchuan's blood flowed in his bones.

When Wang Yan called, all the decoration work of the milk tea shop had been completed, but Gao Yinchuan still cleaned up the garbage for Wang Yan for free.

This living book was not within the scope of his work, but he was grateful for Wang Yan's usual generosity and humility and took the initiative to clean up the garbage for him.

Gao Yinchuan's decoration team has only five people, and their average age is over fifty, who are also his closest friends.

When a group of people arrived at Huijia Private Kitchen, Wang Yan stood up to greet them.

"Uncle Gao! You guys are here, I'm starving."

With that said, Wang Yan started to smoke away.

Gao Yinchuan chuckled: "Let's talk about it first, I have to pay for this meal! It's not easy to meet a boss who is as tolerant, generous and potential as you! We will rely on you to find jobs for us in the future!"

Wang Yan didn't care about this and said with a smile: "It's easy to talk about. You have worked hard for a few days. Let's drink tonight..."

As the food began to arrive, Wang Yan opened two bottles of gold-packed Luyi Daqu.

It's not that he can't afford Maotai, but that Wang Yan feels a bit unfit to pretend in front of these simple workers.

Two of the five workers cannot drink, one has a heart disease and the other is a driver.

Wang Yan did not insist on persuading them, and smiled and asked them to drink tea instead of wine.

The atmosphere of the meal was very harmonious.

Wang Yan did not show any arrogance because he was Party A, but instead frequently used respectful words in the tone of a junior.

This contrast made Lin Xiyan immediately stunned.

In his impression, apart from being so respectful to his mother Li Xinlan, he has never seen him be humble and elegant to anyone else!

Gao Yinchuan was in high spirits, frequently drinking with Wang Yan and praising him for his bright future...

Lin Xiyan was worried about the injury on Wang Yan's back and used her eyes to signal him to drink less. However, Wang Yan didn't seem to see it, or pretended not to see it.

In the end, the five people drank four kilograms of liquor, more than half of which was settled by Wang Yan and Gao Yinchuan.

When the dinner was coming to an end, Gao Yinchuan took out the balance sheet. Wang Yan just glanced at the amount, then took out the money from his pocket and started counting.

After rounding off, Wang Yan gave the last fraction of more than sixty yuan to one hundred yuan.

After Gao Yinchuan took the balance, he didn't pay too much attention to it. He took out five big bills and put them in front of Wang Yan. He drank a lot of wine and his eyes were red from the alcohol. He heard him say seriously:

"If you really call me Uncle Gao, just take this five hundred yuan. I just went to the counter on the first floor and they said you have already paid."

Seeing that Wang Yan was still about to refuse, another decoration master also said: "Little boss, please don't refuse. This is Brother Gao's principle of doing things. No matter whether the job is big or small, he will give some money to the employer."

It was Lin Xiyan's first contact with the business world, and it was also the first time he saw customers pulling each other's back because they wanted to pay or not.

This scene made him suddenly realize. Could it be that those plots on TV where people were so shameless about asking for debts were all fake?

Wang Yan thought for a moment, but did not refuse. He put the five hundred yuan back into his pocket and said with a smile, "Thank you, Uncle Gao, for the red envelope."

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