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Chapter 33, Business Hero Xia Wenyang

That night, Zhao Changan, Zhang Shun and Zhong Lianwei drank beer skewers and braised beer until one o'clock in the morning.

The drunk Zhong Lianwei had no courage to go home at all, otherwise he might have another drama of "drunk father and drunk son" that could alarm several buildings.

Licking his face, he squeezed into a bed with Zhao Changan.

This made Zhao Changan feel annoyed and looked helpless.

The next morning, Zhao Changan forced Zhong Lianwei, who was sleeping in a daze, tortured.

Wash your face and head straight to the construction site.

Since it was a weekend, except for some people who were getting up early to exercise in the morning breeze, the breakfast shop was steaming.

The rest of the road was silent.

"How long does it take for you to have in the planning school?"

"There are two or three months left to add it at the end of last year."

"Can't you refund the money?"

"No, haha, I can't get the money back. It was my dad who deliberately touched the principal's car, and he was bleeding and fed a spot."

Zhong Lianwei had a smile on his face.

He left the seat of the car, his legs were up and down, and he tried hard to pedal his second-eighth car, who was more than ten years old.

The parts were flying all the way.

"I said where did you get the money? The tuition for this crash course is not low."

"two thousand."

"~, grab the money!"

Zhao Changan cursed.

"I learned Wubi. If Wubi really doesn't work, it's pinyin, and simple dos commands, they are all the lowest-level things. I've been familiar with it in less than a month. I have to charge an hourly fee on the Internet, which is more expensive than the Internet cafe outside!"

When Zhao Chang'an and Zhong Lianwei arrived at the construction site, his mother Zhang Lishan looked at him with dissatisfaction, obviously complaining that he was returning home late last night.

The two of them started eating, Xiaolongbao and Babao porridge, and they ate sweetly.

Helped a little favor in the kitchen for a while.

When the worker elder Huang came, Zhao Changan realized that Niu Mengen had returned to Zheng City.

As the foreman of Building 1, Lao Huang has the right to change a small worker, but he does not have the right to add a small worker.

Besides, he is not familiar with Zhao Changan, he is not as big as that.

Zhao Changan called Niu Mengen by phone from the construction site office. The guy was making breakfast for the woman's daughter, afraid that the pot would be ruined, so he could do it in one sentence.

According to the old rules, three meals a day are managed, and the daily salary is 20 yuan.

"Brother, I won't say much anymore. I really feel that I can't continue working any day. Don't talk to me, just go to Lao Huang to quit his job and get the money.

As for the future, no one can tell, let’s take a look while walking.”

There are many things that Zhao Changan cannot say now.

And he also wanted to polish Zhong Lianwei's careless nature, stay away from those bad friends, and know that it is difficult to make money.

I also want to know how strong Zhong Lianwei is to attach to him and how many "decibels" it is.

I can only watch slowly.

You should know that although the two had a good relationship before, in that time and space, after Zhong Lianwei went to the south, the two almost broke off contact.

It was when Zhao Chang'an got married and held a banquet. Zhong Lianwei's father, representing Zhong Lianwei, gave him 500 m yuan, which was the largest gift he received that day.

Afterwards, Zhong Yuanqiang went to Xingcheng for retirement and had no contact with him again.

"Brother An, this job is tiring, but I like it very much. It's not like the chaos in the school where you don't bully others, others will bully you.

Directly, simply, it's just a physical strength, not that much trouble.

Have you noticed that Xiaofang is so beautiful, and her dressing is no worse than Xia Momo."

However, what made Zhao Changan speechless was that Zhong Lianwei was very excited: "I cleaned the kitchen with her just now, and she was still laughing at me for being stupid!"

"What do you look at? Xia Momo relies on dressing up. Evil magic wins, and Fang Yinglan relies on her own strength."

Zhao Changan sneered: "This girl put down her big thick braids, her hair is neat, her eyebrows are tweaked, and her skin is covered with a little whitening powder. She is a school beauty level.

She didn't let her parents go out to work without seeing her. She was because her girl was beautiful and easily attracted to others. She wanted to catch a rich son-in-law."

Seeing Zhong Lianwei's eyes,

He lost his spirit in an instant.

"I have hit you up, and I've hit you enough. Here are two bowls of inspirational chicken soup."

Zhao Changan patted his shoulder and handed a cigarette: "I don't know why you are so inferior? They are all humans, you are only seventeen years old this year."

"Brother, I'm eighteen!"

“It doesn’t matter,”

Zhao Changan lit a cigarette for Zhong Lianwei: "Zong Qinghou graduated from junior high school and is still riding a tricycle at the age of 43. As long as he works hard and has the right direction, who dares to say that you are destined to be in a lifetime?—

If you really want to taste the taste of love, Xiaofang is a pretty girl, smart, simple-minded, clean and beautiful, just go and chase her bravely."

Then, Zhao Changan said something Zhong Lianwei remembered for a lifetime: "Isn't she a rooster? One day if she really wants to marry her, she will create a 20-kilogram golden rooster, and swagger over as a betrothal gift to blind your father-in-law's eyes! Let his poor head know what the real golden son-in-law is!"

——

Zhao Changan stood on the Fuhe Bridge and looked at the quiet flowing water below.

The more than 300 acres of riverside land on the right bank are filled with villagers, tractors and tricycles.

The villagers at this time were not as smart as they would have been several years later.

After the village issued a "relocation announcement", the tombs, fruit trees, and houses in the plot were voluntarily moved away—

After the demolition is completed, we will go to the village committee to get the compensation.

At this time, two cars, one off-road and one jeep drove over from the dirt road to the north.

The white BMW 528 in the front is particularly eye-catching.

"Xia Wenyang!"

Zhao Changan couldn't help but stare.

Four cars were parked at the west end of Fuhe Bridge, and bosses in suits and tie got off the car with laughter.

In the back row of the BMW 528, a middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses came down, looking like a gentle and successful businessman.

He couldn't recognize other Zhao Changan, but Xia Wenyang knew clearly.

Xia Wenyang also saw Zhao Changan isolated on Fuhe Bridge, his eyes were slightly stunned, and then as if he hadn't seen it, he turned his eyes and talked to Lao Li, the Construction Committee, who got off the car together.

A group of people spoke for a while at the Xiqiaotou, but just a few short words, Zhao Changan understood that Xia Wenyang was walking in the "Taohua Villa".

A group of wealthy bosses in Shancheng were invited to participate in the bidding project for the construction of the Hebei plot in Fu.

Zhao Changan looked at the whereabouts of Juanjuan Mansion River, and his heart became heavier.

There is no doubt that Xia Wenyang is a natural business hero who knows how to advance, retreat, make concessions, and cooperate with win-win cooperation.

Only this,

It's much better than Niu Meng'sang.

And that kind of auction method is obviously tailor-made for Wenyang Architecture.

I want to use this to accumulate a group of wealthy mountain city entrepreneurs and accelerate the economic development of mountain city.

In fact, from Beiyujiao Road to Fuhe Bridge.

Just walk a simple highway of more than two miles and cross the Zhuangyuan Mansion construction site.

But Xia Wenyang and the others would rather go around seven or eight miles more and cross the Daqiaofu River from the North Ring Road.

The emotions that are in opposition to the construction industry in other places are the attempts of joining together with the big stick of morality to tie up the businessmen in the mountain city.

That's self-evident.

Xia Wenyang and his group stood at Qiaotou in Fuhexi for a few minutes before walking towards the demolition point in the south.
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