Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

The New Year's Eve is getting closer, and there are more people on the street. Red lanterns are hung in front of the shops to welcome customers.

When you walk around in the street, many shops are posted with advertising papers for discounts and promotions. Some small shops have an electric horn hanging in front of them. All kinds of "tears and big sales" are endless.

These days, some people who are on vacation are very leisurely, go shopping in the shopping malls, and buy new year goods.

However, there are still many people who are more busy than usual. They put aside their usual presence in front of their subordinates and were busy burning incense to pay tribute to the leaders. Therefore, it was not until the morning of the 25th of the lunar calendar that Ma Jiwei informed Mei Yiliang to go to his house to see his father.

Mei Yiliang took Chen Xuefeng with him and left his business card. Accompanied by Ma Jiwei, he was fortunate to have spoken to the sub-branch leader for less than five minutes. This was already very rare. Many people knocked on the door and went in and out.

He was able to accept the gift the first time I met, and exchanged business cards. It was very good. Don't expect to hear any affirmations.

Feng Zhenchang and Mei Qiuping are also very busy. The two of them are rarely together. They take Feng Yiping's little tail to check and clean each store, pay each employee a salary and bonus, and then close the store.

Six stores, they were busy from early morning to late at night.

On the morning of the 26th of the lunar calendar, the two vehicles set off from the province together and embarked happily on their way home.

Ten people were crammed into each car, and the luggage was seriously overloaded. Feng Yiping did not sit in the same car with his parents. He was sitting in the co-driver of his younger uncle's car. In the back were his second uncle, Zhang Zuodong, and some members of the decoration team.

Feng Yiping's road was very quiet. A car of people was talking about the New Year happily. He just looked out the window quietly, thinking of getting closer and closer to Zhang Yan, and became more and more excited and nervous.

Feng Yiping felt a little flustered when he thought of seeing Zhang Yan in the afternoon. It feels like every time I face an important exam.

He has some worries, but this meeting is several years in advance, will it bring any bad effects?

At noon. After stopping to refuel at a gas station outside the city, the two cars parted ways. When I entered the county boundary, even people like Zhang Zuodong yelled, "Hehe, I'm almost home!"

One by one, they greedily looked at the familiar scenery outside the window, and had a stronger conversation. When a few people were put down in the county and then walked towards Zhang Zuodong's house, Feng Yiping took a deep breath quietly. Otherwise, he was worried that he would not be able to speak in a conversation.

The car walked on this road familiar to Feng Yiping for more than ten minutes, and it was almost at the fork in the road. From a distance, you could see a girl waiting over there.

Near, finally near.

Zhang Yan wore a sky blue down jacket, a red woolen hat, cotton shoes, and a pair of gloves on his chest. His face was flushed by the cold wind, and he turned to watch the traffic on the road.

Can't say how beautiful it is. In addition to being fat now, it can only be said to be acceptable at best.

Although they were much younger than they were when they first met, they still looked like that vaguely.

"Haha. My daughter," Zhang Chok Tong said to the two brothers of the Mei family in the car. He opened the window and waved to the side happily, "Xiaoyan!"

Standing on the side of the road, stomping Zhang Yan released the hand covering his mouth and ran over with a smile. Zhang Hong, who was playing with a puppy in the field, also ran over after hearing this.

Feng Yiping only felt that his heart throbbed so loudly that he had to reach out and press on it, but. I still feel a little lack of oxygen.

Mei Yiliang turned pale when she saw Feng Yiping, "What's the matter? It's not motion sickness!"

"No. It's just a little uncomfortable."

The car pulled over and Zhang Zuodong jumped out of the car first. He picked up his son who was running over, "Do you want me?"

Zhang Hong hugged Zhang Chok Tong's neck and said loudly, "I miss you very much, sister miss you very much, mom miss you too!"

"Haha," the apprentice who got off the car laughed.

"Come down, you are so old!" Zhang Yan stood by and said to his brother.

"Xiaoyan, how long have you been waiting here?" Zhang Zuodong put down Zhang Hong and went to the suitcase to get the bag.

"I will wait here after lunch." That is two or three hours.

Second uncle and younger uncle also went down to help carry the luggage. Looking at Zhang Yan who was close at hand, Feng Yiping tried to open the car door several times, and then retracted his hands several times.

He was nervous and hesitated again.

At the beginning of the next century, he and Zhang Yan met on the southbound train for the first time, but they came in love at first sight. Would it be bad to meet like this rashly now?

On the sixth day of that year, Feng Yiping and Xiao Zhijie took a train from the province back to work in a company in the south. Three girls came across from them, one of whom was Zhang Yan.

At that time, Zhang Yan was taller, thinner, and more mature between his brows and eyes, still dressed as a girl next door.

Although it was the first time I met, and I didn't even know the name, Feng Yiping met her, and he felt familiar with her for a long time.

No, it's not just that we have known each other for a long time, but it seems that we have lived together for many years, and there is a feeling of blood connection. No, that is not accurate.

But at that time, Feng Yiping, who hadn't had a serious relationship and didn't understand affection, knew clearly that this was the girl he was waiting for, and this was the other half God arranged for him, and this was what he was looking for. Another heart.

Except for Zhang Yan, everything around, people and things, seemed to be coated with a white film, all became the background, and the whole world became soft and soothed.

I can only hear Che Jiling singing in the broadcast on the train, "The scenery of life is wandering, and whenever I am alone I look back, yours is always waiting for me not far away..."

Feng Yiping couldn't help but remembered a sentence from Zhang Ling's essay that he borrowed from the group company library a year ago, "Meet the person you want to meet among thousands of people. In thousands of years, time is boundless." In the wilderness, there was no one step earlier, nor one late. It just happened to catch up."

However, he was not embarrassed to follow along with a soft question: "Oh, are you here?"

The girl is always very sensitive to the gaze of others. Zhang Yan lowered his head, blushing and the two girls who were in the same group did not know what to say, and laughed from time to time.

Feng Yiping racked his brains to think about how to strike up a conversation, but immediately there was no time to think that that year was when the generators he was responsible for were selling well, and the peak period after the year was again. Soon after the car started, there were constant calls from customers. Call in for goods.

During the Spring Festival travel season, the train going south is always crowded with people and hard-seat carriages. Everyone is struck by a three-dimensional system.

The lowest is the person sitting on the floor of the car ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then the person in the seat, and the highest person is sitting on the back of the seat.

Of course, Feng Yiping, who was sitting in the outer row, was also sitting on the back of the seat. The man was addicted to cigarettes. He didn’t pay attention when he flicked soot. Most of the flicks fell on Feng Yiping’s jacket. Feng Yiping was busy picking it up. On the phone, I remembered the model and quantity of the goods requested by the customer. I didn't pay attention. Zhang Yan, who was sitting across from him, saw it and said to him, "Hey, be careful of the soot on you."

She took the initiative to speak, and the two sides immediately became enthusiastic. The two men and three women talked about their school and place of work, and then talked about some usual interesting things.

As the destination gets closer and closer, although Feng Yiping is still smiling and talking to Zhang Yan and the others, he is getting more and more anxious. How can I ask her name and phone number?

Finally, half an hour before the train arrived, Feng Yiping plucked up the courage and thought of a way. For the first time, and for the last time in his life, he asked a strange girl for a phone call. (To be continued)

ps: ps: there is at least one more in the evening, if you have a monthly pass, vote more!

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