Dreaming back to the 90s to help my dad catch a rival in love

Back in the parking lot, Ning Xiaobei put his hands on his hips and watched the black Phaeton leave his sight.

"Fan Xia, are you sick? Why are you beating my boss?"

Ning Xiaobei turned around until he could no longer see the shadow of the car, and gave Fan Xia a hard look.

"I didn't know he was your boss... Hey, Xiaobei, have I met this person before? Why does he look familiar?"

Fan Xia asked uncertainly.

I don't know why, but when I saw that gentle face, I felt particularly unworthy of beating.

"Why, how is it possible..."

Ning Xiaobei looked away guiltily, "You don't have to go to work today?"

"I just got out of the night shift."

Fan Xia looked at him aggrievedly, "Didn't I happen to see you on the way home? I thought that person was harassing you, so I 'should see the injustice'."

"What? You...you still live here?"

Ning Xiaobei asked while pointing to the second floor of Tongzilou.

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Because it was a working day, the two of them didn't meet anyone along the way.

Now it is different from the past, although the old house is still an old house, but the doors of every household are closed, Ning Xiaobei did not recognize which houses are still the original owners, and which have been changed.

"Most of the old neighbors in our building have moved away. The ones left are like my uncle, who are used to living and are reluctant to move, or who have no place to move. The tenants here are basically young people, regardless of the dilapidated house. , the monthly rent is six or seven thousand.”

As Fan Xia said, he turned the lock and pushed the door open.

"I moved in after my uncle was admitted to the nursing home the year before last—it's close to my unit, and it's only a 5-minute drive away. Come in, you don't need to change your shoes."

Ning Xiaobei swallowed, suppressed his excitement, and stepped into the room.

Strictly speaking, this was the first time he stepped into Room 216 in the "real world", but in terms of psychological time, he only ran out from here not long ago.

"It's just that the furniture has been replaced with new ones... nothing has changed."

Ning Xiaobei looked at the familiar pattern in front of him, and found that even the large vase and shoe rack in the entrance were exactly the same as those in the "dream world".

However, after all, so long has passed, a lot of things have been added to the room one after another.

The "big hunchback" TV in the 90s was replaced by the thinner Xiaomi smart TV, and the refrigerator and sofa in the living room were also replaced with new ones.But the original decoration pattern, wallpaper, floor tiles and flooring have not changed.

Traces of the past life can be seen everywhere here, making Ning Xiaobei both happy and gratified, telling himself everywhere that the "dream" is real, not something he imagined out of thin air.

"What to drink? Coffee or tea?"

Ning Xiaobei followed Fan Xia into the kitchen, and found that there was not much change here, even the rice cooker was an old-fashioned "Triangle brand", which is no longer available in the market.

"I've just had coffee. Just cold water."

As Ning Xiaobei said, he turned around and opened the hanging cupboard and took out two red and blue colored glasses from the cupboard. Fan Xia took them very naturally and poured two glasses of boiled water from the cold water jug.

The two of them squeezed together in the cramped small kitchen with a quilt, just like they used to squeeze in the kitchen to drink water when they came home from school.

"Old...Xiao Bei, do you think we are like an 'old couple'?"

Fan Xia's brain became hot, and he blurted out.

"Fan Xia, just because I don't let you call me 'boss' doesn't mean I can let you eat my tofu."

Ning Xiaobei rolled his eyes at him, and walked out of the kitchen with a glass of water.

"Since when did you live in? Now you sleep in the big bedroom?"

Ning Xiaobei opened the door of Fan Xia's second bedroom, and found that it had turned into a utility room, full of messy things.

"Yeah, I've lived in the nursing home since my uncle moved in the year before last. He was reluctant to rent out this house. It had been vacant and he was afraid that the house would be damaged if no one lived in it for a long time, so he let me live in it."

Fan Xia graciously opened the door of the master bedroom, opened the curtains, and let the sun shine in.

Ning Xiaobei poked his head in and took a look. The inside was simple, with a double bed and a wardrobe, no different from when Zhao Jingwen lived there.

If there is any difference, it is just that there is an extra computer desk with a laptop for office work on it.

"You live alone?"

He blinked narrowly, "Aren't you bringing your girlfriend back?"

"I already said that I don't have a girlfriend. I'm so busy with work, how can I have that time. I was originally living in the staff dormitory, okay?"

Fan Xia said dumbfoundedly.

"Why? Fan Jian is so rich, why didn't he leave a house for you?"

Ning Xiaobei asked in puzzlement.

"Nonsense, the few houses my dad gave me are not nearby. It's just not convenient for me to commute to get off work. Don't guess, we have a good relationship now."

"How many houses? 'How many'?"

"Three sets."

Fan Xia put down his water glass and counted on his fingers, "One set in Jing'an District, one set in Changning District, and another set in Baoshan District. Are you okay?"

"Shut up. You landlord who got in with the People's Police..."

The words of "Versailles" made Ning Xiaobei want to hit someone.According to the current housing prices in Shanghai, these three houses are worth at least 1000 million together.

In the transnational millennium, after the advent of the Internet age, the quick-witted father Fan changed the disc rental store into an Internet cafe, and opened a chain store, earning a lot of money.Before the housing prices in Shanghai had risen to such an outrageous level and the purchase restriction policy had not been implemented, he bought several houses in various districts and counties in Shanghai with great foresight.Son and daughter, three sets of one person, they are impartial.

"My dad has already lived a retired life. He thought the city was noisy and the air was not good. He took my mother back to Chongming Island to enjoy the blessings. It is rare to go back to the city once, and he will leave soon. Didn't see him a few times."

Fan Xia said helplessly.

"What about your sister? In which district does she live in a mansion?"

Ning Xiaobei asked curiously.

"After graduating from university, she took the civil service examination and returned to the island to become a 'village official'. She led the whole village to a well-off life."

Fan Xia mentioned his younger sister with pride.

"I just got married last year and I'm already pregnant. I'm just waiting to be my uncle."

"What about your own mother?"

"Oh, she lives in Europe... She changed a French boyfriend before, and changed an Italian boyfriend before. She seems to be single now, but she can't come back because of the epidemic. I will video with her every three days .Anyway, the last time I chatted with her, she looked pretty good."

Fan Xia's mother has been chasing love and an unfettered life all her life, and she is a woman that time cannot tame.

Ning Xiaobei couldn't help sticking out her tongue, envious that she could live such a colorful life in her old age.Unlike myself, who lived the life of a social animal at a young age, and could see the head at a glance.

"Tell me, why did your dad sell the house? Otherwise, we wouldn't have met each other after so long. How convenient it is upstairs and downstairs. "

As Fan Xia said, he leaned towards the place where Ning Xiaobei was sitting, stretched out his big hand, put it on his shoulder, and said to himself, "We can be like when we were young. And you have learned to cook now, right?" Well, then I won't have to order takeaway every day, just like my uncle did back then..."

"Wait, when did my dad sell the house?"

Ning Xiaobei interrupted his self-talk.

After all, in his "real world" timeline, he had never lived in this tube building at all.

After Jiandeli was demolished, he moved directly into the public housing in Pudong.The apartment I live in now is still the down payment that I only got together after selling the public house.So he has no idea of ​​where the house upstairs is going.

"Xiaobei, you don't know..."

Fan Xia saw that he was bewildered, not pretending at all, and was stunned for a moment.

"Your father sold the house the year before last."

Fan Xia pointed to the upstairs, "It was always rented out before, and the income was several thousand a month, which was higher than the retirement salary. When he wanted to sell the house, my uncle didn't understand."

"300 million..."

Ning Xiaobei whispered.

"what?"

"It turns out that the 300 million my dad was cheated out of by Ding Zheyang was the money from selling the house."

No wonder I don't know, of course I don't!

Ning Xiaobei suddenly realized.

He compared the timelines of the two worlds. Although his family hadn't moved into this welfare house at that time, because the Ma family's defrauding of the welfare house had been exposed, the house was definitely theirs.

Before he knew it, what happened in the "dream world" affected the direction of the "real world", which allowed Ding Zheyang to cheat the old man of so much money without his knowledge.

"What the hell happened the year before last... Hey, damn it!"

As Ning Xiaobei said, his expression suddenly changed, and he slapped himself hard, causing Fan Xia to grab his hand in fright, "Xiaobei, what are you doing?"

"I killed my father..."

Ning Xiaobei looked at him and kept blaming himself.

The year before last, their company encountered a financial crisis. A partner led the entire team to a rival company, and even took away the client.

At that time, Zhuo Yuhang and myself could be described as collapsed. We didn't pay wages for two months in a row, and more than half of the employees left.

Fortunately, Zhuo Yuhang found a way to raise a sum of money at the last moment, so that the company can continue to operate normally.It was at that time that the rumors that he had a super rich father-in-law became more and more widespread.

In the original timeline, seeing his son on the verge of collapse every day, Ning Jianguo, who was struggling with money, had nothing to do.

But in this timeline that has been changed, the old man who still owns a set of welfare housing under his name secretly sold the house in order to solve the crisis that Ning Xiaobei encountered, and wanted to help him through this. difficulties.

It's just that before he gave Ning Xiaobei the money from the sale of the house, the company went through the crisis smoothly.

So Ning Jianguo had no choice but to take the money and put it in the bank.But unfortunately, he received a call from his son's "old classmate" Ding Zheyang, advising him to use the money for financial management, promising that the rate of return would far exceed the bank fixed deposit...

"It's all me, hey, it's all me..."

Ning Xiaobei was very annoyed.

"Xiao Bei, come on, come on, why are you doing this. No matter what happened, it's over."

Seeing him like this, Fan Xia hugged him in his arms in desperation, hugging his shoulders tightly.

The familiar scent of Fan Xia poured into Ning Xiaobei's nostrils. It was the faint scent of Shanghai "Bee Flower" sandalwood soap that the two of them had been using for so many years.Despite the piles of sanitary soaps and body washes in supermarkets, Ning Jianguo hasn't changed to other soaps in the past few years, and it's the same when he comes to Zhao's.

In addition to this smell, there is also the peculiar smell of a mature man, mixed with the smell of leather and tobacco...

"Fan Xia, are you smoking?"

Ning Xiaobei only felt his heart beating suddenly, and even the sound of his breathing became thicker.In order to hide his embarrassment, he pushed Fan Xia's arm away and asked pretending to be disgusted.

"I never smoke! My uncle won't let me smoke."

As Fan Xia said, he lowered his head and smelled his uniform, and found that there was a faint smell of cigarettes.

"It must have been last night when I was on duty. Those smokers went out to smoke and passed the second-hand smoke onto my clothes."

As Fan Xia said, he hurriedly took off his uniform, revealing the white shirt inside.

"If you don't believe me, come and smell it, I promise it's clean inside, there's no smell at all."

Saying that, I want to hug him again.

"I smell you ghost! You are sick."

Looking at Fan Xia who took off his uniform and only wore a crisp white shirt, he really "looks thin and fleshy when undressed", and his strong muscles can be seen through thin fabrics. favorite type.

He jumped up like his ass was on fire, picked up the coat hanging by the side of the sofa, and made a gesture to leave.

"Why, let's go to lunch together. You wait for me, I'll change my coat."

As Fan Xia said, he hurried into the bedroom to change clothes, shouting as he ran, "Don't leave, or I will chase you to your house and arrest you!"

"Neuropathy……"

Ning Xiaobei blushed, stood at the door and cursed in a low voice.

Stop exuding your charms, you bloody black bastard!

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Have you noticed any changes in Fan Xia?Except for the official title~~ let me see which cutie got the right answer