Rebirth Turn of the Century

  Chapter 17 The Sense of Superiority Comes

  PS: About women... Two years after the author graduated from college, the MD was still a virgin. He got married on the first love. In addition, this book does not match the timeline, so don't worry about it. Thanks!

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   Haixi District Public Security Bureau, Captain Li had a headache and looked at the young people in awkward clothes.

   "This fire..." Captain Li was also a little scared, the matter was bigger than he thought.

   "The fire is very fast, and the firefighting is also a record-breaking speed, but there is one person who is faster than everyone, bricks and axes."

   "Even TM has an angle grinder." Captain Li swears.

   "He may be a hero if he stays, it's just possible." Captain Li shook his head, "Don't look for it, everyone is happy."

   The tall man named Li Zhibin, the national model champion, naturally understands what Captain Li means, "We just want to know who the savior is, the fire is too fast..."

  Captain Li thought about it and said, "Well, let me find it for you personally. Who of you remembers the license plate number of that Jetta?"

   "Yes, the license plate number, the license plate number..." everyone asked in a fuss.

  …

  In the early spring, when there is no sunshine, there will be a slight chill from the ground that has been frozen all winter, and there is no comfort in the spring breeze when walking outside. But looking at the small spores on the wicker, one or two small tender leaves secretly protruding from a certain branch, and some sparse but delicate yellow and tender jasmine flowers, the people who finally walked out of the cold winter couldn't help it. Happy.

   Zhao Song cleaned the Jetta and put the license plate hidden in the car on it. Turn around and look at the circle.

"I'll send it to Zhong Hai. If your second uncle agrees, he will sign the contract, and the agency contract must be put on paper." He rubbed his round head, "There are many girls in Zhong Hai. Apart from selling goods, It's just being in a daze and boring, I don't want you to be independent like them."

  Yuanyuan nodded vigorously.

   "Come on! Yuanyuan, let's go and see!"

  . . . . . .

The 80-square-meter booth has come to an end. The 2-meter bed was dismantled by Zhao Song and turned into a large desk, with three high chairs on each side, and two chests of drawers were combined into a bar. On one side of the gate, next to the two large windows are three sets of sofas and three sets of coffee tables, four sets of bookcases are placed on both sides of the room, and the remaining space is dotted with old-fashioned rocking chairs.

  There is no IKEA in Kyoto yet. Zhao Song can only buy four old-fashioned ones in the second-hand market. They are very comfortable. He sprayed them with a dark walnut color.

  The 22 American-style chandeliers have all removed the lampshade and replaced them with large tungsten filament bulbs. Above all the seats, there are also tungsten filament bulbs hanging.

   On the pillar in the middle of the house, a sign "No smoking" was nailed. Zhao Song looked at it, full of industrial retro style, nodded with satisfaction, and lit a cigarette.

  The rest of the solid wood bed was used as a signboard in Zhao Song's plan. Zhao Song frowned and thought about it for a while, and then he knocked hard.

  The 80 square meters of the large bay is purely usable area. Opening an Internet cafe is no problem.

Zhao Song never thought about this possibility. Let’s not talk about the public security law and fire protection. With Aunt Wen on the streets, it will be less troublesome, but where can I find a reliable network manager, working in an urban village, or give you a hair without growing Qi. the kid? Zhao Song himself was not at ease.

   As for the legendary little brother? No. His current social resources are Captain Hong, Aunt Wen, and Sister Dada. Those were used as friends and elders. With them, Zhao Song felt that he had a place in this city.

   Zhao Song can't do without this city, Zhao's father and Zhao's mother can't do without their oil compound, and when they get really old, Zhao Song will take them by his side.

   "Damn!" Thinking of his parents, Zhao Song ran to the store.

  Kyoto Institute of Mechanical Engineering, 50 meters west of the opposite is the School of Information; 50 meters east of the opposite is the intersection of the village in the city, and another 50 meters along the intersection is a small square.

The old neighborhood committee of the urban village is located here. The wall of the largest bay, painted by Zhao Song as a white brick wall, is extraordinarily clean and tidy. A slightly inclined signboard hangs above the bay with four crooked advertising fonts. festive.

   "Leisure Club", if you can climb up and observe carefully, you will find three English letters in a very inconspicuous pit, "SPA"

   "Hey, Mom, you're home, right? Well, okay! Take a few days to rest. I plan to go to Dali this year in the fall. Okay, we'll talk about it later."

   "Mom, play less mahjong, take a walk every day, okay, I don't worry about it"

   "What, stocks? I understand stocks, you follow me, you don't have to worry about the rest, you are guaranteed to make huge profits."

   "Just buy Kweichow Moutai, everyone has money, they all drink it, buy it, don't buy it, and sell it when it rises to thousands."

   "How long does it take to be seventeen or eighteen years?" "Crack"

   "Hello? Hello? Mom?" Zhao Song raised a sense of superiority. What people in the whole country once knew, now I know, and I won't tell anyone!

  Xiagou Village Sub-district Committee Wen Lihua's office.

   "I'm unemployed at home. I'm very popular in Xiagou Village. I'm quiet and don't cause trouble. I'll serve others? Xiao Zhao, are you here to help me, or are you looking for my help?"

   "Of course I'm here to help Aunt Wen deal with the unemployed in Xiagou Village!" Zhao Song said, licking his face.

   "Have a good relationship in Xiagou Village? It's all about making trouble, and being quiet and not causing trouble. The most important thing is to serve people, Xiao Zhao, it doesn't match your few conditions."

   "If it does, how can you show your Aunt Wen's ability?"

   "Let me first think about whether there is such a person, if so after school starts?" Seeing Zhao Song nod, "Then get out, why are you helping me, wait for me to call you!"

   Zhao Song put down a big stone in his heart, and ran off to drive a black car.

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   (end of this chapter)