Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Who's here to pick you up? Passing by, let me go. FX" Li Yue frowned when she saw the person coming.

Huang Mao turned his head and frowned in the same way.

The first thing I saw was a Beijing 212, a convertible jeep. It was worn out and old, but no matter how old it was, it was still a car. Back then, the police still took this type of car to inspect the Red Guards.

And the man turned out of the driver's seat is also very distinctive.

Bell-bottom pants and flowered shirts, these are the fashionable clothes of the era. They have been popular all over China for several years.

However, although all the young and old in China, girls and daughters-in-law, wives and wives all like to watch American dramas, they still seem out of place in this country where order is king.

A young man can ignore the eyes of outsiders during the rebellious period, but this one in front of him is obviously not a young man.

Huang Mao reckoned that he should be about the same age as him...

Thinking of this, a name flashed before Huang Mao's eyes: "Wang Bin".

No need for him to ask, Sister Zhu had already called out her name at this time: "Wang Bin, why are you like a dog skin plaster, you stick it on and you won't leave?"

This is a blatant insult, but Comrade Wang Bin didn't care at all. He looked at Li Yue with a smile, then at Sister Zhu, and finally at Huang Mao, and said with a smile: "Dog skin plaster is also a good thing? You can only leave after you are cured, what is this buddy called? Where did he come from? Which unit? What does it have to do with us, Li Yue?"

He asked a series of questions, but Huang Mao was blocked, and he didn't know which question to answer first.

"Wang Bin, I have nothing to do with you, don't be self-righteous!" Li Yue also grew up at the entrance of the alley. She was restrained in front of Huang Mao, but now she got a little angry and became sharp in an instant.

Wang Bin, on the other hand, took bickering for fun, and still smiled and said, "It doesn't matter what you call it. You know my name, and I know yours. Tell me, the relationship between people can be so complicated."

After saying this, Li Yue immediately became angry and scolded: "Wang Bin, you are a poor mouth!"

"Smelly is good, man, what are you afraid of stinky, men in Beijing, it's normal to be smelly and poor-mouthed, you say so." Wang Bin looked at Huang Mao and said with a smile: "Dude, don't take it to your heart when I say it. You said, I chatted with Li Yue, and I didn't introduce who you are, just listen, you don't agree, I agree."

Huang Mao was speechless. He was not a quick talker, so he really couldn't get into such a conversation.

Li Yue took two steps, stood in front of Huang Mao, and said, "Wang Bin, where did you go back and forth, who chatted with you? Sister Zhu, let's go."

Sister Zhu understood, pulled Huang Mao, and was about to leave.

Wang Bin's eyes changed, he stopped the person, and said: "What's the matter, turn around and run away with the adulterer? Dude, leave a name, you pry my corner, what's the matter, sneaking like a thief? You are so timid. Bar."

Huang Mao is also young, so he couldn't bear it long ago, and said without hesitation, "I'm Huang Mao from Huarui Laboratory, I don't have your corner here..."

"Heh, Huarui Laboratory? Doing research? Don't be another Chen Jingrun." Wang Bin patted his chest: "I'm afraid of death, I'm Wang Bin, let's get to know each other..."

"Ignore him, let's go.

"Li Yue turned her head and walked away.

Wang Bin originally wanted to have a good talk with Huang Mao, but Li Yue wasn't here, so just talking to Huang Mao wouldn't be effective.

Therefore, Wang Bin took two steps in three steps, caught up with Li Yue, and said together, "Don't worry, are you going home? I'll see you off. I drove here, and I'll be there in a few minutes."

Sister Zhu took the opportunity to laugh: "Do you know where we are going, and we will be there in a few minutes?"

"Let's chat in the car, you must feel that time flies, so it feels like a few minutes, and the place is here." Wang Bin spoke nonsense, flowing smoothly.

Huang Mao looked with inexplicable envy. He didn't know if this kind of speaking was a talent, but he couldn't even learn to say it like this.

Of course, I don’t learn this when I have time, but I don’t have it anymore, and I feel a little bit regretful.

Li Yue was blocked by Wang Bin, and looked at Huang Mao's expression, she was inexplicably angry, stomped her foot, and asked, "Huang Mao, are you just looking at me like this? What are you doing here?

Huang Mao was taken aback, so he continued to be stupid.

Wang Bin laughed, and said: "Li Yue, what is he doing, get in brother's car, let's go out and play."

Li Yue stared at Huang Mao.

Huang Mao's nerve reaction arc was finally connected, and he said cautiously: "I'm here to treat you to dinner..."

Wang Bin let out an "oops" and said, "Brother, you've made progress. I know I've asked a girl out for dinner..."

Li Yue's eyes also brightened, and she felt that Huang Mao had "advanced", but her expression was still flat, and she asked:

"Where are you taking me for dinner?"

"Our unit has a dinner party..."

Wang Bin laughed "puchi", and bent over with an extremely exaggerated smile: "Invite the girl to a dinner party at work, you really think about it, you are too picky."

Li Yue's expression also changed, and she scolded Huang Mao as a "stupid" in her heart, not knowing when to say what to say.

Huang Mao was unaffected. He looked at Wang Bin with disgust and said, "Our laboratory holds a celebration banquet. It's an American-style buffet. The Hong Kong manager personally bought it. I think it's quite special..."

Wang Bin's wild laughter stopped abruptly.

Eating American food was still very rare in Beijing in the 1990s. If it is a place, everyone has to guess what foreigners eat, but Beijing is different. First of all, Beijing still retains some western restaurants, such as the famous Lao Mo, which is a good place to eat Russian food. It is naturally rare for ordinary Beijingers to go there, but it is not impossible to eat it if they are cruel. Those who have never eaten Western food have always heard about Western food. This kind of thing that is accessible but out of reach naturally makes the style extremely high.

Compared with eating in western restaurants, there is actually a higher style of western food, which is to participate in dinner parties with foreigners.

When Bush Sr. was in China, he liked to do this kind of thing very much. He wanted to hold various dinners every week. This was a good way for him to open up the situation.

At that time, the U.S. Liaison Office in China not only invited Chinese people to the banquet, but also invited members of embassies of various countries in China to the banquet. For the Chinese people at that time, this was the best place to eat authentic Western food.

However, the style of the embassy is so high, even if they can get in, it has to be the second-generation and third-generation red people who have a chance. Ordinary people usually just listen to their names.

The words "American buffet" came out of Huang Mao's mouth, but Wang Bin couldn't stop laughing.

These days, those who eat western food to rub off on their work units are not only not ashamed, but also quite high-end. Those who go to the embassy to pick up western food, who doesn’t go there because of their work units?

Sister Zhu was always upset when she saw Wang Bin, so she took the opportunity to ask, "You still have a Hong Kong manager? This is amazing. By the way, you said the celebration banquet, what is the celebration? What does the buffet mean?"

The same is a series of questions, Huang Mao's mind is full of confusion, thinking: You can't ask them one by one.

Li Yue figured it out, and at this moment helped Huang Mao out of the siege and said, "You talk about celebrating first."

"Oh, we made a high-temperature-resistant polymerase, which has strong thermal stability and was isolated from thermophilic bacteria. The boss was very happy and said that he wanted to celebrate." Huang Mao said smoothly.

"What about the buffet?" Sister Zhu felt that she understood what he said, but she didn't know the reason for the celebration, so she gave up.

Huang Mao felt that what he said was clear, and his speech became smoother, and said: "The buffet is to prepare all kinds of food, put them on the table, and everyone can get them by themselves. Whoever wants to eat what they want, what they want, what they want, eat. until full..."

Sister Zhu was really surprised: "Isn't that going to grab it?"

"No, there are enough things, and there are some things that are in short supply. However, there must be a lot of meat in the American buffet." Huang Mao is still quite confident. He now has a monthly salary of more than 2,000 , Even if you eat black market meat, you can't finish it. I believe it is impossible for Yang Rui to prepare a stall of vegetarian dishes for everyone to celebrate. With Yang Rui's appearance as a carnivore, it is impossible for him to cause this trouble for himself.

Wang Bin, however, became more and more unhappy the more he listened to it, so he grabbed it and deliberately smiled: "It's an American buffet, as if you have eaten it before."

"I did eat it." Huang Mao looked at Wang Bin strangely.

Wang Bin couldn't hold back his face anymore: "Hey, buddy, it's okay, you have gained experience by eating and drinking, so tell us, where did you eat?"

"New York, USA." Huang Mao answered neatly.

Sister Zhu was overjoyed, looked at Wang Bin, and asked Huang Mao: "Tell me, tell me, you are going to study in America, right?"

"It's not counting studying abroad, just a year of study tour." Huang Mao said shyly: "Columbia University is in New York, which is the most expensive city in the United States. The government subsidies are not enough, and you have to save to buy books and so on. , We usually eat some bread or something, and we can’t help it, so we go to a cheap place in the city to eat a buffet, and we can last for half a month after eating a hard meal.”

Recalling the previous years, Huang Mao was very moved.

Wang Bin heard mixed feelings. Now, if you want to go to the United States, you must either rely on public sponsorship or overseas relations. But those who have overseas relations usually go to Hong Kong. Singapore and Malaysia are considered powerful. If they are farther away, such as the United States, the airfare costs several thousand dollars, which cannot be afforded by ordinary overseas relations.

Although Wang Bin's grandfather is a veteran cadre, there are so many veteran cadres in Beijing that it is far from enough to send him abroad. Wang Bin made some money by disposing of supplies, but he was able to be a little more generous. By the way, he took advantage of his relationship with the leader to eat more and take advantage of the unit. For example, the Beijing Jeep 212 behind him was "earned" by his hard work. .

Thinking of Jeep, Wang Bin regained confidence. He didn't say much, took the key, turned around and started the engine, and stopped in front of Li Yue with two "woo hoo", and looked at Huang Mao with the eyes of a man without saying a word.

"Ignore him, let's go." Li Yue whispered to Huang Mao.

No matter how low Huang Mao's EQ was, Wang Bin understood at this time, he took out the car keys he had held for a long time from his pocket, and said, "I drove here, so I can't park the car here."

Li Yue was surprised: "Your unit's car?"

"Hanging up the brand name of the unit, give it to me, reward." Huang Mao smiled honestly, his young face was full of confidence.

Li Yue looked at him, and suddenly blushed a little, and couldn't help but push Huang Mao: "If you have a car, drive here quickly."

Huang Mao said "Oh", and hurried to the place where he parked.

Wang Bin listened to their "flirting and cursing", and watched Huang Mao open the door of Duke Wang's car, and then parked it skillfully between himself and Li Yue.

The brand-new Duke Wang is juxtaposed with the Jeep 212 of the factory year. The bright exterior paint makes Wang Bin's heart cool.

"Why didn't you say that you drove the car earlier?" Li Yue looked at the beautiful Duke, her mood fluctuated.

In 1984, it was even rarer to sit in a Duke in Beijing than to sit in a Bentley in Beijing in 1984.

Huang Mao quickly got out of the car, opened the door on the right side, and said, "Didn't I hear you say that your father doesn't like people driving? I was a little hesitant at the time."

"Even if my dad doesn't like other people driving, you must be happy to drive." After Li Yue said this, she quickly lowered her head into the car and gently covered her face with her hands.

Sister Zhu followed and sat in the back seat. Under Huang Mao's introduction, she pressed the button of the electric lift window, and then yelled as she watched the glass fall.

The Duke started it lightly, and left the parking lot in a blink of an eye.

Sitting on the convertible jeep with a livid face, Wang Bin cursed bitterly: "Traitor! It's amazing to be rich!"