Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

Some things are just like springs. The longer they are pressed, when they are reopened, the strength of the rebound cannot be controlled.

This night, Feng Yiping kept tossing and turning, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and the scenes that followed, like a slide show, came to his mind clearly. There were too many common experiences, and the speed was very fast. In the end, all those past, They all merge into Zhang Yan's face.

Each face has different expressions, but they are all smiling. Just click on one and you can read the experience after the laugh.

It wasn't until the middle of the moon passed that he restrained his complicated thoughts and went to sleep.

Zhang Yan, who was eating breakfast in the cafeteria, received a long-lost call from Feng Yiping and was a little excited, "You come here today, okay, at noon, wait for me in the department store!"

Feng Yiping over there kept his heart hanging, and now he wanted to see Zhang Yan as much as he was afraid to see Zhang Yan. Hearing this answer, he was a little overjoyed, and his appetite was very open.

He picked up the milk and drank half a cup in one breath, "Sister, why is it still not good, I am starving to death!"

"Didn't you eat supper at the official's house last night? You were so hungry? You are bragging!" Feng Yuxuan came out with a few plates, fried golden bread, and sausages from her home during the New Year. Eggs, chicken meat, lettuce, and peanut butter, "Do it yourself,"

"You don't know, it seems that the more you eat at night, the more hungry you are in the morning." Feng Yiping doubled each of them and made himself a luxurious version of the sandwich, which was as thick as a Big Mac burger and took three bites in one bite One part down.

"I don't care which classmate you look at. But let me tell you, Jingping is a good girl, you must have a good time. Don't mess around!" Feng Yuxuan saw that her brother loves to eat, she made some and put them in front of him.

When Feng Yiping came back last night, he only vaguely said that he wanted to see a classmate, and the return journey was delayed by one day.

"Don't worry, Jingping asked me to see it." Fortunately, apart from Xiao and Wang, his classmates. The sister is not clear.

After the bell rang at the end of the fourth get out of class, Yang Hao was still tidying the drawers slowly. "I really don't want to eat at school, just like pig food,"

Zhang Yan already closed the desk with a "clang", "I won't eat at noon. You don't have to wait for me,"

"Are you going to the street, wait for me, let's go together," Zhang Yan, who was running in front, ignored her.

Running back to the bedroom in a hurry, she digs out the cosmetic bag and jewelry bag from the box under the bed, hurriedly fetches water and washes her face, and then looks at the a4 paper-sized mirror on the table. Draw it carefully.

Panting, Yang Hao pushed the door in and smiled when he saw this scene. "I said why I was so anxious, because I was anxious to meet my sweetheart,"

Zhang Yan didn't have time to pay attention to her, and wiped off the lips that had just been painted. They were too red, and turned out a pale one from the inside. It's awkwardly painted, not bad. Naturally, it looks very moisturizing.

Yang Hao turned over the things she usually pressed on the bottom of the box next to him, "Don't you wear such beautiful earrings?" He held Zhang Yan's ear and gestured.

Zhang Yan looked at it, "No,"

She didn't even wear the necklace, thought for a while, picked up a bracelet and put it on her hand, "If I don't come back for the first lesson in the afternoon, you will ask me for a leave."

Yang Hao looked at her white shirt, pink cardigan, and jeans underneath, "Then if I have time, why don't I change my clothes if I don't wash my hair?"

Zhang Yan looked in the mirror and turned in a circle, "This is good,"

She has seen Huang Jingping, who is dignified and gentle, and she is just like she is youthful and lively.

Standing in front of the department store, Feng Yiping looked at the girl, carrying a shoulder bag, and jogging over. The pony tail was jumping happily behind his head. He felt that slow motion is very suitable at this time.

Running in a hurry, Zhang Yan's face turned red, "When did you arrive?"

"Just arrived," when Zhang Yan came over, Feng Yiping felt that there was a warm atmosphere around him, calling him to relax. This is the feeling that his loved ones will only have when they meet. He smiled and handed over a bottle of water, "Drink Saliva,"

Zhang Yan just took two sips, and he said, "Enough is enough, I can't eat for a while,"

Zhang Yan grinned and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, "The school food is really unpalatable, the vegetarian dishes have a green smell, the meat dishes have a smell, and the tofu is sour. Is the food in the university cafeteria delicious?"

"Hahaha," Feng Yiping laughed. Zhang Yan's meal was rather picky. "School cafeterias are all the same, but there are many college cafeterias, and there will be a few okay dishes together."

"Then when you eat, do you have to queue for a long time in the cafeteria?" The two asked questions and answers and walked towards the restaurant next to the station.

After all, they hadn't seen each other for nearly a year, but when they met, they didn't feel the slightest strangeness. They seemed to have a tacit understanding. There were some things that neither of them said.

After chasing Zhang Yan for more than half a year, there was no wind and rain, let alone a rainbow, and still an ordinary classmate relationship. Lu Pengcheng had actually given up.

However, when he rode home for dinner, he turned his head inadvertently and watched Zhang Yan talking and laughing with a tall young man over there. When he was crossing the road, the man helped Zhang Yan and he flew immediately. Burning with anger, your sister, you are all grown-ups, and you rob us! He immediately chased him by bike.

Students are yearning for college life. Zhang Yan listened to Feng Yiping talking about the things in the school. He was fascinated. He didn't look at the road. When he went down the sidewalk, he almost stepped on the empty road. Feng Yiping supported her. One elbow, "Be careful,"

"Are so many leaders going to your school?" Zhang Yan still asked.

"In fact, there are not many, that is, school celebrations, or more meetings when there are some," Feng Yiping supported Zhang Yan's back and protected her across the road.

As soon as they got to the opposite side, a bicycle stopped in front of them, and a student-like person looked at them both with a bad face.

"Zhang Yan, who is he?" Lu Pengcheng asked with one hand on the handlebar and pointed at Feng Yiping. He was very angry. He was quite jealous when he met with his rivals.

"I'm her cousin, are you?" Feng Yiping said as he looked at this young man who was very hostile to him, kept the middle part, and had pimples.

"He is my classmate and the son of our art teacher, Lu Pengcheng," Zhang Yan introduced while his face was not good.

It turned out to be this man! "Oh, it's a classmate," Feng Yiping stretched out his hand, held Lu Pengcheng's hand, and shook it a few times. "Classmate, it's a coincidence. We are going to eat. Let's go together."

Lu Pengcheng allowed him to shake his hand a few times, a little at a loss, "Oh, no, I'll go home to eat, you go,"

As a salesperson, within two or three minutes, he can get acquainted with a stranger. This is a basic requirement. Lu Pengcheng, the raw melon egg, can’t be seen in front of Feng Yiping. He only asked one sentence, and then followed Feng. Walk at a flat rhythm.

I wanted to say something horizontal, but when I saw Feng Yiping's jade-like, smiling eyes, I somehow suffocated the cruel words, and when I heard him invite him to eat, I subconsciously refused.

When I walked out for a while, I felt wrong. When I looked back, I saw Feng Yiping walking into the restaurant with Zhang Yan. Feng Yiping also looked back and nodded at him with a smile, but he was a little nervous and did not respond.

Regarding this Lu Pengcheng, Zhang Yan later mentioned that when he talked about his normal days, most of them always mentioned that he seemed to be the leader of the boys in his class. Feng Yiping remembered asking Zhang Yan several times, did he like him in school?

Now it seems that Xiao Lu likes Zhang Yan, a girl. Even if they didn't agree, it seems that they still remember the suitors they used to be.

This restaurant is of a decent scale. The lady behind the counter also said that there are boxes on the second floor. However, Feng Yiping knew Zhang Yan’s habits and chose a table on the first floor. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, he could see the pedestrians on the street outside. .

From the first meeting in 1995 to now, this is the first time that they have a slightly formal meal together. Feng Yiping ordered a fish-flavored eggplant pot and Japanese tofu according to Zhang Yan's taste~www.wuxiaspot.com~ , Stir-fried radish with meat, braised crucian carp, beef tenderloin with green peppers, the soup is not a bit, they both don't like soup, especially on such a not too hot day.

The tofu was served very quickly, and the two of them were very tasteless and each opened a can of milk. Zhang Yan was still the old habit, talking to him, eating, and watching the pedestrians and vehicles outside the window. In short, the food was very slow.

"So what if you are too late for class?"

"It's okay, I asked my deskmate to ask for leave for me,"

After Lu Pengcheng finished his meal, he wanted to visit that restaurant specially, but he didn't feel embarrassed to go. When he arrived at school, he didn't see Zhang Yan. He was a bit annoyed. He really should have gone there.

The first class was Chinese, which happened to be brought by the head teacher. He swept it away and one person was missing, "Where is Zhang Yan?"

Yang Hao stood up and said, "Teacher, I received a call at noon. Her family is in a hurry. She asked me to ask for leave on her behalf."

Lu Pengcheng couldn't sit still anymore, his head was hot, he stood up and said, "Teacher Lu, I just saw Zhang Yan and others eating on the street." (to be continued)