Rebirth of the Wild Age

Lin Zhuoyun is 20 years old this year. She has just graduated from a bachelor's degree and has only worked in a government agency for two months. Feeling bored, he was transferred to the School of Light and Chemical Industry to teach, and he was a genuine lecturer directly.

20-year-old college graduates are rare in the new century, not to mention the age of entry is generally high now. It's not that she's talented, it's just because her parents are both professors, even if they were sent to the countryside, they still cultivated their daughter's knowledge and culture from an early age.

In 1980, her parents were rehabilitated, and Lin Zhuoyun, who was only 7 years old, returned to the city and immediately entered the fourth grade of elementary school.

As for work, I can only say willful.

There are connections at home, and I have the ability, so it's not all about preference? It is naturally impossible to become a lecturer at Tsinghua University and Peking University, but it is a matter of course to become a lecturer at the Institute of Light Chemical Industry.

Compared with Chen Tao, Lin Zhuoyun's breasts are not so big, and her legs are not so long, but she has a perfect face, beautiful features, and an intellectual and bookish air. She is like an orchid transplanted from a deep valley to a greenhouse, innocent, demure, elegant, and fragile. And Chen Tao is like a wild mountain peach, drought-resistant, frost-resistant, tenacious, and blooms brilliantly in the barren rock crevices.

"I'm Xiao Song, the factory manager. I didn't expect Miss Lin to have heard of me." Song Weiyang laughed.

Lin Zhuoyun said: "When I left the provincial capital two days ago, my dad praised you. He also showed me the article that reported you, and told me to work hard, guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and stop fishing for two days. Expose the net."

Song Weiyang thought to himself: It's really rare for the old man to praise me. I don't know how much he scolded me in my previous life, from before I got married to when I traveled through time, he treated me as a big bastard who kidnapped his granddaughter.

Tang Yong said with a smile: "Xiao Song, the factory manager, is a celebrity in the provincial capital. Several newspapers have reprinted it. It's hard to know."

The main reason is that the cousins ​​are out of tune, and a good institution does not want to wait, so they insist on going to teach. The other one is even more of a jerk. He didn't even finish college, but he learned how to make money by writing papers, and after getting married, he still flirts and wanders here and there all day long.

"Rongcheng Evening News" has a history of running newspapers for decades. Although it is only published in the provincial capital and surrounding districts and counties, its sales volume ranks second among all newspapers in the province—after the provincial party newspaper. Almost every department of the government, enterprises and institutions in the provincial capital subscribed to the "Rongcheng Evening News", which made "Xiao Song Factory Director" famous in the provincial capital system.

I don't know how many leading cadres use "Xiao Song Factory Manager" to educate their ineffective children.

Song Weiyang said modestly: "It's inevitable that the newspapers are exaggerating. I just led the canning factory to make some money. A small business, no matter how hard it is, it's just like that. Mr. Tang is the one who makes a big business."

Tang Yong asked: "Have you heard of my name?"

"I heard from my father that he admired Mr. Tang very much." Song Weiyang laughed.

"Hahaha, although it's nonsense, I love to hear this kind of flattery," Tang Yong said with a big smile, "As for your father, I've met him twice, and I even sold him the approval document from the Department of Light Industry. Ghosts are suitable for being friends, but not easy to deal with."

Song Weiyang said: "Since we are old acquaintances, we must keep in touch in the future."

Tang Yong waved his hand and said, "It's fine to drink and play golf, but don't come to me for approval. Now that the management is strict, it's hard to get approval. If you don't pay attention, you will be caught in the bureau and drink tea."

From Tang Yong's words and deeds, it can be seen that this person is very smart, he knows who is flattering and who is sowing discord. But he was foolish and daring, and even dared to make fun of such shabby things as reselling approval documents in public.

Song Weiyang said with a smile: "To make friends, you should drink and play ball. It's too unpleasant to talk about the approval."

"Then let's play a game?" Tang Yong said.

"Three-person competition!" Lin Zhuoyun interjected.

Song Weiyang said: "Miss Lin please first."

Lin Zhuoyun swung the ball, knocked down 5 bottles with the first ball, and knocked down 2 more with the second ball, scoring 7 points. The level can only be said to be so-so.

Seeing that Song Weiyang was chatting enthusiastically with the two noblemen, Zhong Dahua was as anxious as a cat scratching in his heart when he saw that Song Weiyang was chatting enthusiastically with the two noblemen. At this moment, he clapped his hands and praised: "Good shot! Ms. Lin played really well!"

But the flattery was slapped on the horse's leg. Lin Zhuoyun thought that Zhong Dahua was mocking her, so she immediately turned pale.

Song Weiyang said: "Young Master Tang, let's go together."

"Yes." Tang Yong said.

The two played together, Song Weiyang knocked down 6 bottles, and Tang Yong knocked down 9 bottles.

"Good! Mr. Tang's golf skills are at the professional level." Zhong Dahua continued to flatter.

This time the flattery was spot on, Tang Yong liked to eat, drink and play, and he liked others to praise him for his brilliance in eating, drinking and having fun, so he burst into laughter all over his face.

Next, Song Weiyang knocked down 3 bottles and scored 9 points. Tang Yong made up the remaining 1 bottle, 10 points, and the score of the next goal will be added.

Zheng Xuehong, Chen Tao, Yang Xin and the others didn't play ball, they stood by and watched them play, chatting in low voices from time to time.

In the second frame, Song Weiyang scored 7 points, Lin Zhuoyun scored 8 points, and Tang Yong got it right with one goal.

"Strike!"

Tang Yong jumped up and snapped his fingers to celebrate.

Zhong Dahua clapped his hands and said, "It's awesome, Mr. Tang is too awesome!"

Song Weiyang also had to admit that Mr. Tang was really good at bowling. After professional training, he might be able to go to the game.

After each player played six rounds, Tang Yong won by a big score, beating Song Weiyang and Lin Zhuoyun completely.

Tang Yong said triumphantly, "You guys need to practice more."

"No matter how much you practice, you won't be as good as Mr. Tang." Song Weiyang said with a smile, but what he thought in his heart was: I'm not like you who only know how to play all day long.

Lin Zhuoyun said to Song Weiyang: "Don't compare with my cousin, as long as it's playing, he is proficient in everything, but he doesn't know how to do business."

"It's business, if someone does it, I'll just be in charge of playing." Tang Yong laughed, not ashamed, but proud.

Zhong Dahua also said: "Some people are destined to have a good life when they are born. Unlike us ordinary people, Mr. Tang is destined for wealth, he is qualified to play, and he can play everything to a high level."

Song Weiyang sarcastically said, "Director Zhong has also learned fortune-telling?"

Zhong Dahua said: "Even if you haven't learned fortune-telling, you can tell that Mr. Tang is destined to be rich. There is no need to say that he will be rich all his life."

Tang Yong laughed loudly and said, "Haha, Lao Zhong, you have been flattering all your life, and you are so good at it."

Zhong Dahua bowed his head and said, "It's my honor to be able to flatter Mr. Tang, and most people can't do it even if they want to."

"You are so fucking cheap!" Tang Yong pointed at Zhong Dahua and scolded with a smile.

This was too much, Zhong Dahua looked a little embarrassed, but he still squeezed out a smile and said: "No matter how cheap life is, as long as you hang out with Mr. Tang, you can still make a little money."

"Hahahaha!" Tang Yong was so happy that he patted Zhong Dahua's shoulder and laughed.

Song Weiyang sneered and remained silent, Lin Zhuoyun looked disgusted.

Yang Xin sighed in a low voice: "I have seen many factory directors of large state-owned factories, and there are really not many who can be shameless to this extent."

Zheng Xuehong said: "Brother Song's father fell into the hands of this kind of person, I really don't deserve him."

"Yeah, this person is almost like a dog." Chen Tao said.

Yang Xin said: "This kind of person is actually very scary. It makes you sick and makes you not take him seriously, but he will bite back at critical moments. He is not a dog, but a poisonous snake. Let's just say Mr. Tang, Zhong Dahua He must be asking for something, that’s why he is so humble. Once something goes wrong, Zhong Dahua will definitely bite people, and Mr. Tang will be the first one to be bitten."

Zheng Xuehong speculated: "Boss Song must have regarded Zhong Dahua as a dog at the beginning, thinking that it would be fine to keep him as a beast, but unexpectedly he was a white-eyed wolf who couldn't get enough to feed."

Tang Yong was already a little overwhelmed by Zhong Dahua. He threw down the bowling ball and said, "Playing with you is too boring. There is a problem with your level. Isn't there karaoke here? Let's go sing and let you see my singing skills!"

Zhong Dahua said: "Mr. Tang's singing must be at the level of a singer. He can win the championship in the Youth Song Competition."

Tang Yong waved his hand and said, "That's not necessarily true. In terms of singing, Zhuo Yun is a professional. She won the provincial singing competition championship when she was in junior high school."

Zhong Dahua started flattering Lin Zhuoyun again: "Miss Lin is a real person who doesn't show her face, I'm too superficial to see it."

"Nonsense, who can tell whether singing is good or bad, that's what you can hear!" Lin Zhuoyun became more and more disgusted with Zhong Dahua, and she didn't even bother to pretend.

A group of people poured into the karaoke room, Zhong Dahua asked Tang Yong to sing first, but Tang Yong said: "A master usually comes out last, Lao Zhong, you sing a song first."

Zhong Dahua didn't dare to refuse: "Then I'll make a fool of myself, throwing bricks to attract jade, throwing bricks to attract jade!"

Soon, Zhong Dahua sang "Little Baiyang". He was not humble, he really threw bricks to attract jade, and he sang as ugly as a pig.

While Zhong Dahua was singing, Tang Yong was sitting next to Song Weiyang, and suddenly said in a low voice: "The one surnamed Zhong wants to cooperate with me, and use my father's relationship to share Jiafeng Liquor. This grandson is a little unreliable. Otherwise, we kick him off and we cooperate, anyway, the winery is also owned by your Song family."

Song Weiyang was stunned, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Young Master Tang is really quick to talk, the first time we met, he actually talked about such a big thing."

"I don't like nonsense. I say what I think, and I do what I say." Tang Yongshen was smoking a cigarette, seemingly stupid and smart, making it hard to see through.

It's no wonder that this guy eats, drinks, and has fun all day long, but he can get along well, and finally even emigrates abroad to enjoy the happiness.

In the previous life, Tang Yong chose to cooperate with Zhong Dahua because he couldn't find anyone else. Although it failed, he waited and watched the current situation for several years, and finally acted as a middleman to negotiate the acquisition of Jiafeng Wine by another winery. It is not known how much benefit Tang Yong got from it.

This guy is a moth, who only eats state-owned assets!