Rebirth Turn of the Century

In the flower planters, the words and deeds of people with a certain status will always be over-interpreted by others, so Zhao Songai behaves like a gangster, and he is unwilling to use his identity to do anything. There is no other reason, and he is not afraid of it. Offending people, he is afraid of trouble.

This was something he could hardly imagine in his 'previous life'. Even when he took his wife and sister back to Shantang to visit relatives, there were rumors that a major investment was about to land. Returning to Beijing after staying for a day can be interpreted as dissatisfaction with the local business environment.

Then, there were constant temptations, inquiries and comfort calls.

So he won’t talk nonsense in public, if he says it, openly shoots at certain social phenomena, don’t ask, it’s absolutely approved by his ‘teacher’ and ‘leader’, and the upper-level has already had a solution to the problem .

He's just a 'reborn' person, and doing things with idealism doesn't mean he's an idealist, he's for the name!

It's like Zhao Mingyuan who thinks she can talk to Zhao Song is also out for fame. If she can solve the troubles from the richest man, then her reputation in the circle will reach a new high.

In the end, he got into trouble with the cannon.

Friends are being bullied, and offspring are being targeted by others. Zhao Song originally just wanted to express his attitude and resolve the matter within a certain range. Unexpectedly, someone sent a fire twister. Then he has no reason not to go along with the situation. ?

"I just can't figure out, what good does it do someone if I have a baby late?"

Zhao Song said to himself.

Ermao, who was driving, opened his mouth and muttered, "Children are easy to play with. Didn't the second uncle take advantage of his young age to take away a piece of foundation for my eldest cousin when he was young~"

"..." Zhao Song was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "You still understand that these seemingly high-ranking circles are not just about ordinary people's families."

Hearing the praise, Ermao smiled, and then reminded: "Brother, when it comes to the family, I have to say something. After you let those two friends enter the central control, the family may be dissatisfied."

"Hold me if you are dissatisfied!" Zhao Song didn't care, "Or just follow the route I said, and apply honestly if you want to enter SPC. If you really reach a certain level, I won't be stingy with the shares, otherwise, you can get a job. Let’s be honestly raised by the family trust.”

Ermao glanced at Zhao Song through the rearview mirror, and said seemingly unintentionally: "Someone in my family asked why the trust fund should be kept in China. It is always better to take US dollars than RMB."

"Then don't ask for anything, go abroad to earn by yourself~" Zhao Song stared at Er Mao's younger generation with a sneer, "I emphasize again, the family members can go abroad to study, and after going abroad to settle down, I will find the old diplomat to ration me to get a bastard out of it." , don't blame me for not recognizing people!"

Hearing this, Er Mao looked worriedly at the closed car window, and then smiled wryly: "Brother, if your words get out, it will be a big problem."

Zhao Song ignored him, closed his eyes and murmured: "The trust fund is a life guarantee for all my blood relatives, not a reason for them to commit crimes and commit crimes. Also, if the nationality is changed, the blood relationship will also be broken. Already!"

"I'll make it clear to everyone." Er Mao shrank his neck and agreed in a low voice.

Glancing at Ermao again, Zhao Song felt relieved and leaned on the back of his seat tiredly: "This day~ I'm exhausted!"

"Brother, you didn't do physical work either."

"Tired! I want to relax, I want to take care of myself!"

Er Mao understood: "I still have the club phone number Chen Ning gave me, do you want to make an appointment?"

Zhao Song stared and said, "Believe it or not, once I entered the gate of that broken place, the whole capital would know about it within ten minutes. Do you know what it means to prostitute far away and gamble near? That is the experience that our ancestors have summed up for thousands of years."

"...Brother, don't you talk about health care?"

"Health care also needs to be concealed!" Zhao Song thought for a while and ordered, "Go back to the city!"

"Xiaohe Village?"

"That's home, do you think I'm stupid?" Zhao Song roared, "Take Jingcheng to the East Fourth Ring Road, come out from the Yaowa Lake Bridge and go east to the chemical road!"

Ermao was stunned by the two unfamiliar place names behind, and muttered, "That's far enough."

"Brother Li in Xiaohe Village opened a foot therapy branch over there," Zhao Song took out his phone while explaining, "I asked him to leave a back door, and then make room for the best technicians!"

"Brother, you are not afraid of being recognized by the technician."

Zhao Song: "Brother, take a good look at my face, what do you see?"

Er Mao glanced at the rearview mirror and said against his will, "Handsome guy?"

Zhao Song rolled his eyes: "This is a public face. There is no luxury car, no security secretary. In a pedicure shop where essential oils only cost 38 yuan, who would have thought it was me."

"38?" Ermao rolled his eyes when he heard the price, and said absently, "It's not cheap, my wife doesn't even need money to open my back."

"Did your daughter-in-law prescribe back for you? Did you use essential oils?" Zhao Song fell into deep thought, "I have to ask Xiao Yu later, the couple don't do decent things at home, but let the daughter-in-law take care of themselves. Is it a crime!"

Ermao: "..."

…………

Beijing, outside the southeast Fourth Ring Road.

One of the most disorganized areas of the capital.

Logistics, auto parts, building materials, warehousing, and countless bungalow areas.

Rumors of the eastward expansion of the CBD have already come out, but for the people here, there is something to wait for. At least when Zhao Song came back from "rebirth", the CBD was still the CBD, and the eastward expansion of the CBD... was still a rumor.

Zhao Song 'had' lived here, and here is the largest affordable housing complex in the capital. His wife in the previous life was considered a 'second generation'. For her, an index worth 160,000 yuan on the black market is all she needs to ask. 'Generation' in a word.

This society is always so realistic that when ordinary people complain on the Internet, they always like to show off their social connections in reality.

The status quo of affordable housing is just like this, and no one has the ability to change it until it completes its historical mission. After the government launched the two-restricted housing, the policy became stricter, and the rumors of the black market gradually disappeared.

Of course, these things have nothing to do with Zhao Song's two lives, and he will not show off to others that the women in his family are strong and the men are weak, but his knowledge of the entertainment venues here is his bragging capital at the wine table!

He is a person who has driven a special car, and a guest who can take a special car, where else would he like to go?

…………

"Brother, you really look like a person."

On the second floor of the pedicure shop, in the room near the back door of Tuxiang, the young technician glanced at Zhao Song several times, and finally sighed as expected.

"I am Zhao Song."

Zhao Song stared at the technician intently. It was impossible to tell whether the craftsmanship was good or bad. He was young and beautiful for sure, especially the twisting buttocks.

It seems that Brother Li in Xiaohe Village has the same mouth as him.

At this moment, he even raised an expectation—isn't this store pure green?

"Brother really knows how to joke."

The technician grinned, her white teeth almost dazzled Zhao Song's eyes, she glanced at Zhao Song with blushing cheeks, then shook her head again, as if abandoning any fantasy, and began to work seriously.

Put down the barrel, sit on the bench, then lift up Zhao Song's feet, take off the socks for him, and put them gently into the barrel.

"Brother, try the water temperature."

"Good."

Zhao Song spoke absent-mindedly, all his attention was focused on the touch of those slender hands.

This is the most ordinary pedicure shop. The taste of decoration is the same as that of all pedicure shop owners. They only focus on luxury, but they pretend to be Chinese-style European and American style in the 1980s. The Damascus pattern wallpaper on the wall can be seen in almost every shop of the same class. arrive.

Zhao Song didn't expect to enjoy such a value-for-money service in such an ordinary store.

"I'm really Zhao Song," Zhao Song returned to the topic just now, and he asked sincerely, "Why do you think I'm joking?"

The technician was rubbing Zhao Song's feet with volcanic stones. Hearing this, he immediately raised his head, looked at Zhao Song carefully, and said, "If I tell you, brother, don't be angry."

"It's chatting, why am I angry?"

"I'll tell you," the technician is not Hina, after her rich social experience allowed her to confirm the character of the customer, she smiled, "Do you think about such a place, such a store, and such a price, would the world's richest man patronize it? "

After finishing speaking, she lowered her head and continued rubbing, sighing in a murmur, "They are not from the same world."

"Yeah, he's not from the same world~ so he can't come here." Zhao Song nodded, staring at the beautiful technician who was serving him, "It's like you, with a capital accent, I lived two lifetimes, the first Once I met a girl from the capital who was doing this job, since it is impossible for Zhao Song to come, how can you do this job?"

The beautiful technician lowered her head: "Brother, what's the matter with the girl in the capital? You don't like doing things in the region, be careful of being scolded by the richest man."

The richest man has indeed scolded regional discrimination in the media, and the result is that no one dares to publicly express regional remarks on the Internet.

"I even scolded myself when I became so ruthless," Zhao Song joked with a smile. He sat up from the multifunctional massage table, stretched out his hand to the technician, and said, "My words have nothing to do with the region, but I respect everyone People who live seriously, so let me introduce myself again, my name is Zhao Song, may I ask the girl's name?"

The technician stared at the hand in front of him in a daze, and it took him a long time to react. He wiped his right hand in a panic and shook it:

"Yu Bianbian."

For some reason, she didn't say her number 8, nor did she say the code names of "Taozi" and "Xingzi". Instead, she believed Zhao Song's self-introduction and said her real name.

"Big... that... Zhao... that... sir..."

Yu Bianbian was a little incoherent, "That... our shop... that... our shop owner's relationship is not very good, so these days, we come to check every day, you... that... is it okay?"

Zhao Song: "...Fuck~"