Rebirth: Starting from refusing to get married

Chapter 272 Bai Yueguang’s Fairy Tale

It's noon and the sun is shining brightly.

Fengcheng, international airport.

Lin Yu wears toad glasses. He is a little handsome, a little mysterious, and a little bohemian.

I saw the corner of his mouth curled up, holding a small piece of paper in his hand, and looking at the numbers on it seriously.

Long Xiaotian next to me was so anxious, how could this be possible? Although the flight attendant was pretty good-looking, she was not even the slightest bit worse than Li Mingyue. It might be an exaggeration to say that there was a world of difference, but temperament and appearance were not the same at all. One level.

Long Xiaotian reached out and quickly pinched the note away, smashing it into pieces.

The eyes under the toad mirror were stunned. Long Xiaotian looked at him innocently and said plausibly, "Boss, you have to be a good person, a good man!"

"Gan!"

"Hey Xiaotian"

"Boss, Miss Li is very good. Her appearance is hard to find in the world, her figure is one of a kind, her IQ is incredible, and her family background is nothing to mention."

Lin Yu waved his hand and knew that Li Mingyue had successfully instigated Long Xiaotian's rebellion, or that Li Mingyue had gained another fan girl.

In this world, emotions are inexplicable. Two strangers, Xiaotian can think so much for Li Mingyue, which shows that Li Mingyue is excellent.

The two of them walked out of the station, found Xiao Ming's car, and got in.

The beauty of the prosperous times.

Open the window for ventilation, push the door open, and shout to the opposite door, "Xiaotian, come here!"

Qin Fengming opened the door and said with a smile, "I know, boss, she is taking a shower, I call her!"

Lin Yu pointed with his hand, and Qin Fengming retracted his head humbly.

Not long after, Long Xiaotian walked in.

What she never expected was that Lin Yu asked her to mop the floor and wipe dust. He wrinkled his nose, picked up the mop and started doing housekeeping work. He thought, just do it. The boss bought more than fifty clothes for him at one time. Home administration.

Since he is a veteran of special operations, he is hard-working and obedient to orders.

But she was not stupid. On the contrary, she was very interesting sometimes. After cleaning the floor, she looked at Lin Yu with his legs crossed on the sofa.

"Boss, did you do it on purpose because I ripped off that flight attendant's phone number?"

Lin Yu shook his head seriously, "No, you're overthinking, pack up quickly, go buy groceries later, and do whatever you want to eat in the evening."

"Okay, boss!"

I promised happily, but I thought so in my heart, it must be like this, huh, why not just wear black stockings.

At this time, the mobile phone on the coffee table rang.

Your Majesty!

Lin Yu picked up the phone and said, "Hello, Your Majesty!"

"Your uncle is very good. Come out and see you at the same place!"

"Hey! Your Majesty, give me twenty white cigarettes. You can buy them with money."

"Fuck you uncle, where in the hell am I going to get you twenty pieces, no!"

"Go and beg my master, he must get it done for me. Otherwise, I have a secret that you will never want to know about you."

"What the hell?"

Toot toot.

Lin Yu hung up the phone decisively, went back to the room, changed clothes, put on a new casual jacket Li Mingyue bought, and stood at the door.

Turning to Long Xiaotian, he said, "Xiaotian, take care of yourself. I'll check you out when I come back. Then I'll go buy groceries. Buy whatever you want."

"Okay, boss!"

After the door to the room was closed, Long Xiaotian put down the rag and faced the door with a set of Baguazhang, making a whirring sound.

Qin Fengming drove his car and took Lin Yu to the big sycamore tree outside Wang Bo's community.

The two squatted together again, but the scene was not very harmonious.

Their heads were almost touching.

"You're kind enough to replace a donkey's liver and lungs, right? Do you know why I asked you to come here? How dare you threaten me?"

"Xiao Bai, sometimes money is not everything!"

Wang Bo stood up, turned around and left.

Lin Yu stood up immediately, hurriedly put his arms around his neck, pulled him back, and squatted under the root of the tree again.

At this time, Qin Fengming walked up to the two of them with a smile, holding two small horses in his hands, placed them on the ground, turned around and left.

"Superfluous, how about these two people?"

"Then our brothers must be discerning and choose people who are smart and capable. There is no need to say, haha."

<divclass="contentadv"> "Stop talking nonsense, a big order has come in. Some special departments are very satisfied with your products. The order is for 30,000 units. When will it be delivered? Please give me an accurate message. You have to hurry up and tell me on the last day you go to work. It's urgent because of safety. Grandpa asked me to tell you that this is fighting for the motherland!"

"Stop talking nonsense, a big order has come in. Some special departments are very satisfied with your products. The order is for 30,000 units. When will it be delivered? Please give me an accurate message. The time must be fast. I will let you know on the last day of work. I need it urgently because of my safety. Grandpa asked me to tell you that this is fighting for the motherland!"

When Wang Bo said this, Lin Yu immediately straightened up. If nothing else, this was an honor for him who had a tendency to be an angry youth.

What's more, he can't do it, he's the kind of businessman who just wants to make money by any means.

He prefers Zhou Weiguo's father, a businessman like Mr. Zhou, a businessman with national justice, a businessman who can take from the people, use it for the people, and use it for the country.

Making money is not the goal. Building an industry that contributes to the nation and is meaningful to the people, and accumulating some wealth by the way, is the goal.

This was also the reason why he chose industry in the first place!

A person's life will eventually disappear into the dust, and he will not leave his name in history, but he should not be ashamed of his ancestors and China's genes.

Of course, hybrids don't count.

Lin Yu nodded seriously, "Don't worry, nothing will go wrong."

"Then tell me the secret, and I will consider giving you a decent way to die."

"Bring me cigarettes. You can buy them with money. Otherwise, I'll go play ball with Yiyi in the afternoon."

"You ungrateful, arrogant bastard, I will fuck you to death."

Wang Bo stepped forward and used the throat-locking technique.

In the distance, in the car, Qin Fengming looked at the two people and smiled enviously, thinking of the prosperous years of the past, which was a beautiful time.

A mark that is deeply ingrained in your bones.

Not long after, Wang Bo turned around and left. Lin Yu was still sitting on the horse, with his legs crossed, smoking leisurely, looking at Wang Bo's suffocating back.

The beauty of the prosperous times.

Long Xiaotian locked the door, put on his backpack and went out, heading to the vegetable market.

Not long after, a tall and graceful woman came to the door of Lin Yu's house.

As always, silence, no one responded, no one opened the door.

The long, silky hair fell down on her chest, covering most of her face. Two drops of clear tears quickly slid down her hair and quickly melted into her clothes.

After waiting impatiently for a long time, I took the elevator downstairs dejectedly and walked straight to the west gate of the school.

When she just stepped into the school gate, Long Xiaotian returned from shopping for groceries, opened the door of Lin Yu's house, walked in, and started to put away the groceries.

As the sun set, Lin Yu and Qin Fengming came back. Qin Fengming walked into Lin Yu's house holding a cardboard box.

As night falls, Chef Lin comes online.

At the dinner table, there were three cooks, handling their chopsticks with ease, but Lin Yu was the first to be full.

Those two humanoid losers are incomparable. Emma's law of truth is vividly reflected in Qin Fengming and Long Xiaotian.

I have to mention a common sense here. Manual workers must have sufficient food and nutrition to ensure sufficient qi and blood.

On the contrary, mental workers are more willing to drink porridge and eat soft and glutinous rice. It is not the same thing as eating soft rice.

Most mental workers like vegetables and fish.

The ancients said that those who eat meat are brave, and those who eat grain are wise. This is the need for survival.

At the gate of Fengcheng University, a voluptuous and erect woman took a taxi and left at the familiar public station.

in the car.

"Master, go to the Qingyin Bar."

"okay!"

The Qingyin Bar is a singing-themed bar. The bidi bar is quiet and not so noisy. If you are lucky, you can hear the singing of powerful folk groups. If your level is high enough, you can also apply to be on stage. Nothing will happen. If so, you can also listen to the resident singer’s performance.

It focuses on an open atmosphere of relaxation, entertainment, and relief from worries.

Come to Qingyin.

The woman found a quiet corner, ordered a drink, listened to soothing music, and drank by herself.

The resident singer is a male with a nice voice. He is singing "A Thousand Years Later".

"My heart beats out of control and my dreams are not free. Love is an absolute promise that cannot be said. It will last a thousand years and let the helplessness drown the dust. I will guard you in the ruins."

The sad melody and sad lyrics were heard by the sad person, and she was drowned in the sad time by the sadness.

Unable to extricate myself, the tears continued as powerfully as a firefighter's water gun.

After the song was sung, the woman came to her senses, waved to the waiter, and placed ten big bills on the table.

His voice was hoarse and he said, "Click one, fairy tale."

"Ok!"

Not long after, the elegant piano sound sounded, bringing the same kind of quiet sadness.

Light up the songs, light up the wine, have some snacks, and stay there for a long time.

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