Rebirth Turn of the Century

Zhao Song is always thinking, is it possible that honest people will become scumbags after experiencing too much?

When Wen Jing received the text message, she showed a dejected expression. Zhao Song knew that what he had been looking forward to for more than a month had happened. However, why was there no joy in his heart?

Could it be that I don't have enough experience to bear the title of 'scumbag' that everyone yearns for?

Zhao Song couldn't help feeling sad. It turned out that he, like Wei Jiawei, had an honest soul engraved in his bones.

Thinking of Wei Jiawei again, that kid is in a bad shape now, Zhao Song quickly shook his head to get him out of his mind.

Today is Tuesday, and the Accounting Department rarely has classes all day long. Zhao Song got up early and went to get approvals—today was the day he made an appointment with Boss Sun to pick up the goods.

Zhao Song didn't rush to find Boss Sun, but stopped in front of a counter and looked inside greedily.

In his previous life, Zhao Song, who was in his 30s, used to look round and fat in his house, plus his thick limbs. From a distance, the whole group looked like a walking bastard. My old Zhao said it well, he has a big head and a thick neck, he is either a rich man or a cook; Zhao Song doesn't want to be a cook, so he wants to wear a gold chain to show that he is a rich man, but unfortunately there will be no money...

"Boss, how many grams is the middle one?"

"323 grams."

Zhao Song nodded in satisfaction. It is big enough and heavy enough. It looks rich at first glance!

"Boss, you see me as a student, can you give me a real price?"

The boss didn't wear a gold chain, but he had a big brain and a thick neck, so he seemed to be a gangster.

"188."

Zhao Song frowned, very dissatisfied, and said, "68."

The owner of the cook frowned and said, "Take the one next to 68! This one is alluvial gold!"

"I know it's alluvial gold, but I don't dare to take the one next to it. A bath can turn the whole pool of people into eighteen coppers!"

"Expert!"

Zhao Song looked at him warily, I don't have Yida!

"Add more."

"88!"

"make a deal!"

Putting on the gold chain, Zhao Song was almost bent over. After taking a few breaths, he gradually got used to the weight on his neck.

 ….

Boss Sun looked at Zhao Song, at the gold chain, then at the cloth bag in his hand, sighed in despair, and said, "I said Zhao Song, how picky you are~"

Zhao Song opened the cloth bag and checked it carefully before he felt relieved.

"Uncle, how much is it?"

Boss Sun thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't decide to pay attention, and said with a headache: "Everyone wants Rolex or Longines A, you are good, Tissot!

And there are really people who have nothing to do to make a super A product.

This genuine watch is only over 1,000 yuan, how can I ask for the price? "

Zhao Song chuckled and didn't answer.

Boss Sun sighed, and said, "Leave the payment and I'll give you the watch, so don't let me look for things in corners in the future."

Zhao Song was overjoyed, handed over the money prepared in advance to Boss Sun, took two sacks of Tesla T-shirts and left.

After putting the things away in the Jinbei car, Zhao Song called Wen Jing...

……….

Wen Jing's home is in a magical place in Kyoto. What tens of millions of people in Kyoto eat every day is determined by it.

There is - Nanxinfadi.

Zhao Song doesn't know how big it is, but just thinking about it, even Fuji apples have a trading place as big as the Zhonghai Market, so you can imagine how big the entire Nanxinfadi is.

Anyone can start a small business here. Be a big boss here... This is a place where tens of millions of ordinary people have food safety.

Zhao Song doesn't know how awesome the cultural boss (fictional) is, and he doesn't want to know. He only knows that Wen Jing is a top-notch white rich little beauty who is not weaker than anyone else. He waited on him carefully, because he accidentally accomplished what all nerds wanted to do 18 years later-have a rich, beautiful friend and touch them casually.

Wen Jing's home is in a secluded and remote place, a single-story building. Ordinary people pass by and only think it is an office space, who would have thought that the entire yard is a family residence?

Zhao Song also didn't expect that under the eyes of eight cousins ​​of Wenhua and Wenjing, he tremblingly welcomed Wenjing into the Jinbei car, and quickly fled under the contemptuous eyes of a group of people.

Wen Jing put on her seat belt funny and asked, "Where are you going today?"

"Where have you been?"

Wen Jing thought about it carefully, then shook her head.

"That's why dating a rich girl like you is the most troublesome thing. I don't know about high-end places, and I can't get in.

You have played all the fun places.

After thinking for a long time, let me take you to the place where I grew up. There, the car my dad takes to commute every day is 30 times more expensive than your dad's Lincoln! "

……….

Zhao Song was talking about oil fields. It was a two-hour journey from Kyoto to there, and the two of them chatting and laughing along the way didn't look boring.

Two hours later.

A special vehicle for the oil industry that money can't buy, on a high support platform, looking around quietly and excitedly.

"Zhao Song, what does your father do? You actually let us come here."

"...scheduling."

"What?" Before Wen Jing finished speaking, a voice came from the walkie-talkie on the platform.

"Zhao Song, you two hide well, the leader is checking ahead..."

Zhao Song hurriedly pulled Wen Jing down, and lay quietly on the platform.

Zhao Song sneered, and whispered: "My dad's apprentice is driving the car. So the two of us can come up. It's very different from where your dad goes, I have to hide it."

Wen Jing was still excited, and asked in a low voice: "Zhao Song, what is that swaying over there?"

"Oil extraction machine, everyone calls it a kowtow machine, it is used for oil extraction."

"What is burning on the tall iron pillar over there?"

"The consumption rate of natural gas is equivalent to taking it as the center, with a diameter of ten meters, and people throwing 10 yuan bills outside in a circle."

"Such a waste?" Wen Jing asked in surprise, "It would be nice to keep it for filling."

"...there is oil below, and it is dangerous to extract oil without draining the natural gas...We can't wait to slowly develop such a small amount of natural gas."

"Zhao Song. What is that big piece over there?"

"The oil field family area, where I grew up, schools, hospitals, police stations, everything, it's like a besieged city.

As long as you are a child of the oil field, no matter how bad the school you go to, it will solve the work for you. "

Wen Jing was silent for a long time before saying, "Zhao Song, you don't want to take me to meet my parents, do you?"

Zhao Song was also silent for a long time before he said, "My parents are retired and are in Shantang City, we are in Haitang County."

Wen Jing was silent for a long time, and said expectantly: "Is there no other purpose for bringing me here?"

Zhao Song didn't speak, and pressed the walkie-talkie, "Uncle Wen, we're going down."

………..

Sitting on the golden cup, Zhao Song took Wen Jing to see the school he graduated from, saw the residential building where he once lived, and ate everything from snacks to adulthood.

It wasn't until the sun was about to set that the two embarked on the journey back to Kyoto.

"You see, I went to college honestly, and then graduated and returned home. I can live a life of the same but very rich, because I am a child of the oil field; if I go to college honestly and want to escape this siege, I will stay in Kyoto after graduation. Live a three-to-five life conscientiously.

In both cases, I can't touch you. But, I bumped into you! "

Wen Jing tilted her head and said, "So?"

Zhao Song said boldly: "So I want to take you as a way out. If you are down and out of money in the future, you have to take me in!"

"..."

After a long time, the Jinbei car passed the Bailu toll booth.

Wen Jingcai said with a smile in her eyes: "Zhao Song, I really like your shameless look!"

"Thank you, I also like your cute and stupid look." Zhao Song put his right hand on her thigh.

As night fell, the Jinbei car also slowly entered the Nanxinfadi...

Seeing the door getting closer and closer, Wen Jing asked quietly: "Zhao Song, which of us is a fool? We have done what we should do, what's the difference between keeping that film?"

"Ahem~" Zhao Song choked. I think what you said makes sense.

But there is still a difference, that is, will your father hack me to death?

"Tomorrow stay with parents at home, and I will see you off the day after tomorrow, so go in quickly." After finishing speaking, Zhao Song fled in a hurry.

……..

Cultural mansion.

Wenhua and his wife sat on the sofa, watching Wen Jing walk in.

Wenhua asked meaningfully, "Did you play well?"

Wen Jing's face was calm, and she no longer looked silly and sweet when staying with Zhao Song.

"Very happy."

Culture also nodded happily, and asked expectantly: "Just be happy, have you communicated with that kid?"

Wen Jing was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled: "He never asked about you, and he changed the subject when I mentioned it.

His attitude is very clear, Dad, he will not participate in things that make him unhappy. "

Culture's face darkened.

Wen Jing nodded to the woman sitting beside him, and the woman nodded in surprise.

"Zhao Song is always happy, and I am also very happy for more than a month, Dad, thank you, I have learned a lot through him." After finishing speaking, Wen Jing walked to her room.

"Father, I can't get along with a female ginseng for such a big family business. While you are young, hurry up and have a younger brother with your aunt."

Culture raised his head abruptly, looking at Wen Jing's back in disbelief. The woman next to him stretched out her hand and held him tightly.

"Why!"

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