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Chapter 23 The Death of a Taxi Driver

Sister Mei's craftsmanship is good. When she runs a hair salon, she has to take care of the food and drink of her two or three girls. In order to save money, she buys and cooks food herself. She cooks all kinds of delicious home-cooked dishes. She keeps feeding Shi Guoying bowls.

Pick up some vegetables and ask him to eat more, but he doesn't take much care of his daughter, who is sensible. He eats and drinks soup with a bowl without making any sound.

"Shitou, you eat more, let's see if you lose weight." Sister Mei held an elbow over, her face full of concern. Under the soft light, the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes disappeared. To be honest, Mei Ruohua still had a lot of hair when she was young.

She is very beautiful, otherwise she would not have become the top star of a nightclub when she went south to Shenzhen. It’s just that she worked too hard in this industry and spent all her youth before she was forty years old. She looks healthy, but in fact she doesn’t suffer from many illnesses.

few.

Shi Guoying looked at Sister Mei and couldn't help but be fascinated. He seemed to be in a dream. He had spent many years with this mother and daughter and became a member of the family.

"What are you looking at? You're so stupid." Sister Mei said angrily, as shy as a girl for a moment.

"Oh, I was distracted, thinking about the evaluation of professional titles." Shi Guoying quickly pulled Xin Yuanyi back.

"Tell me about your time at school." Sister Mei took the initiative to find a topic. She has been in the society for so long, she has seen all kinds of customers, knows all kinds of things, and can talk harmoniously with people from any class.

When it comes to school, Shi Guoying feels uncomfortable. He was transferred from a rural area and was ostracized in his work unit. His life was very unsatisfactory, but he always pretended to be satisfied in front of the elders in his hometown. In the same way, in front of Sister Mei,

You also have to pretend to be in front of you.

"Let's talk about the class I teach. The students are quite interesting." Teacher Shi talked eloquently, avoiding the important and focusing on the trivial. He talked about interesting things in the school and the class, which made Sister Mei giggle and Er also listened with fascination.

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"It's time for your daughter to go to school, please make some arrangements." Sister Mei touched her daughter's head and said.

Shi Guoying's heart suddenly sank. He began to doubt that Mei Ruohua's motive for treating him to dinner was because of the issue of his daughter's schooling. He must know that the experimental primary school where he worked was a key school with limited enrollment. Children outside the jurisdiction had to find connections to enroll.

The person who delivers the note still has to pay tens of thousands of yuan in sponsorship fees. This job is not easy to accept.

"She's your daughter, not mine." Teacher Shi replied with the strength of his drink.

"Isn't she your daughter? Look at her facial features, she looks so much like you." Sister Mei smiled. Seeing that Teacher Shi's expression was wrong, she quickly added, "My daughter, call me godfather."

The child pouted and did not shout.

Shi Guoying breathed a sigh of relief and began to talk about how difficult it was to get into school. Sister Mei was very considerate and said that we don't need to go to an experimental primary school, just find a school nearby. You are from the education system, so you can help and advise.

"Hongqi Road Primary School is good, close to home, and the teaching quality is good..." Shi Guoying kept talking, eloquent. Sister Mei was listening with her cheeks in trance, her eyes showing her admiration for intellectuals.

Before he knew it, the bottle of wine was finished, but Teacher Shi didn't feel drunk at all. He glanced at the cans of beer on the coffee table. He still wanted to get drunk and just sleep here.

Sister Mei said: "Eat enough. I'll clean up. You can watch TV with me."

Shi Guoying was thin-skinned and thought that Sister Mei had issued an eviction order, so he stood up and said: "It's getting late, why don't I go back first."

Sister Mei said, "Wait a minute, come here." She took him into the bedroom.

The bedroom has a large bed measuring 1.8 by 2 meters, a wall of wardrobes, and a dressing table. The bedroom is connected to a balcony. It is clean and tidy, and there is a warm smell, the smell of a woman. Teacher Shi is deeply impressed by it.

After taking a few puffs, the taste was more intoxicating than wine.

Sister Mei took out a cashmere sweater from the closet, placed it on Shi Guoying's chest and gestured: "I guess it's just right. How about you try it? If it doesn't work, I'll change it tomorrow."

"Let's not try anymore." Shi Guoying was a little embarrassed.

"What are you afraid of? Give it a try." Sister Mei gave him the cashmere sweater and turned to go out, leaving a crack in the door.

Shi Guoying took off the sweater on his body, revealing the cotton sweater underneath. This was the Sangun underwear he bought five years ago. It was yellowed, the cuffs were frayed, and there were a few patches.

When Sister Mei saw it, her eyes felt sore and she quietly closed the door.

Shi Guoying put on a cashmere sweater, and it turned out just right. The cashmere sweater has a thermal insulation effect that goes beyond covering it up. If you feel warm on your body, your heart will feel warmer.

Sister Mei pushed the door open and came in. She giggled and said, "Don't take it off. Just put it on. Leave your old sweater and I'll wash it for you."

After eating and wearing clothes, Teacher Shi had no reason to stay, so he could only say goodbye and leave. Sister Mei wanted to clear the table and wash the dishes, so she didn't send him downstairs and stood at the door to say goodbye.

"Come here often to play." Sister Mei said.

"Yeah." Teacher Shi nodded.

The door was closed, and the corridor was dark, as if a world had closed its door.

Sister Mei's trick of playing hard to get was extremely effective. Shi Guoying spent the entire Spring Festival in a state of disbelief. When he went home to celebrate the New Year, he told his parents that he would no longer support his younger siblings because he was also getting married. His parents listened for a long time without saying a word.

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On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, matchmaker Zhang from a neighboring village brought over a woman in her thirties, who was strong and simple-looking. It was said that her husband drove a large truck. He died in a car accident the year before last, leaving behind two children. Life was difficult.

I just want to help Teacher Shi get involved.

This was a blind date arranged by his parents for his son, but it made Shi Guoying's heart freeze. In the eyes of his family, he was worthy of finding such a match. In terms of appearance and qualifications, this woman could not compare to Mei Ruohua.

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The blind date naturally ended in vain, but it strengthened Teacher Shi's belief that he would pursue Mei Ruohua.



Omi, Tiezha Street, the streets are filled with a Chinese New Year atmosphere. Everyone knows that this shanty town is about to be demolished, and all the villagers will become million-dollar households. Hua Deyi and Huo Lianhe spare no effort in mobilizing work, using their practical

The action mobilized everyone to support the demolition. In fact, if another development company were to carry out this project, Hua Deyi and Huo Lianhe would be the two biggest nail-biters. They would take the lead, not to mention the other villagers.

House real estate is a huge profit industry. Everyone can calculate how valuable the land in Huahua Village is. Now that the city is giving up this profit and only charging the land price, it is equivalent to giving a gold mountain to everyone. Who dares to stop it?

His gossip can drown him out.

Of course, Huahuo Village will not monopolize the profits. In the capital structure of this development company called Huahuo, Zhicheng Real Estate accounts for a part, and Huanghua Technology accounts for a part, and Huanghua Technology also has Zheng Jiayi's shares. If you are interested,

If you dig deeper, you will find that this project has great background and is determined to win.

The contract of the front store on the street was no longer renewed, and big words "DEMOLITION" were written in red paint everywhere in the village. The villagers began to look for houses to move. The progress was so smooth that Zhou Wen was shocked, but he soon understood that the demolition was actually very simple, and it was just about benefits.

The problem of unfair distribution will be solved when you stop competing with the people for profits and hand over the distribution rights to the other party.

Huanghua Technology has also begun to take shape. It is a company that develops in the direction of high-tech energy and has received policy support from the city government. However, in Liu Fei's eyes, this is not the case. The girl in the Xia family has become murderous before her hair even grows.

Teng Teng came back and prepared to confront Qingshi Hi-Tech. Isn't this seeking death?

Qingshi High-tech has now completely changed its face and become an overseas private company in the name of a state-owned enterprise. The people behind it are Liu Fei and his two brothers. With the strong support of the municipal party committee, the company has increased its production capacity and sales soared, becoming a major player in Omi City and even Kodong.

A major taxpayer in the province and a leading technology enterprise.

The profits created by Qingshi High-tech were transported to Hong Kong through various underground channels by Liu Fei's capable people, and then transported from Hong Kong to the United States, Japan, Europe, and Australia to purchase real estate, fields, wineries, stocks, bonds, etc. Eggs cannot

Put it all in one basket, this is Liu Fei's life creed. Having too much property is also a trouble.

Ordinary people don't have this kind of trouble. Zhang Aimin, a veteran driver of the Huaijiang Taxi Company, has all his property loaded on a Foton truck. He is busy moving, and the rental house on Tiezha Street can no longer be lived in, although the business is still good.

For leasing, there are still at least a few months before the actual demolition, but when the matter is over, it will be too late to find a house and move.

Zhang Aimin had already found a place and was putting his belongings in the trunk of a taxi when a Mercedes-Benz parked in front of him. Several well-dressed and respectable people got out of the car. One of them greeted him: "Old Zhang."

"Who are you?" Zhang Aimin was not sure who this person was.

"I'm Liu Handong, and I've had plastic surgery." Liu Handong pointed to his face. He always had to explain when meeting old acquaintances. It seemed that he had to go to South Korea again to get his face back.

"Oh, let me tell you, I almost didn't recognize him." Zhang Aimin suddenly realized it. He looked at the Mercedes-Benz and then at Liu Handong. He knew that the other person was doing well and was happy for him: "It's good. They all drove into the Mercedes-Benz."

Liu Handong said: "How are you doing? Your son has graduated."

Zhang Aimin proudly said: "I am a senior and will graduate soon. I am considering whether to continue studying for graduate school or find a job."

Liu Handong said: "Go to graduate school. You can't get a bachelor's degree now. He majored in physics, right? When he graduates from graduate school, the job will be on me." He handed over a business card with both hands.

Zhang Aimin took the business card: "Executive President of Huanghua Technology, haha, Mr. Liu."

Zhang Wei came down from upstairs with a bag of things in his arms. Zhang Aimin greeted his son: "Uncle Liu is here."

"Hello, Uncle Liu." Zhang Wei seemed to have grown taller, with a layer of fluff on his lips, wearing glasses, and was skinny. He didn't seem to care about the change in Liu Handong's appearance.

"You, Uncle Liu, also said that you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination. Do you hear me? Go ahead and take the postgraduate entrance examination. I can support you, your father." Zhang Aimin patted his son on the shoulder and said.

Zhang Wei said yes and got into the car.

"This kid is so stupid at studying." Zhang Aimin said dissatisfied, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and after thinking about it, handed one to Liu Handong: "I am a bad cigarette, so I can just smoke one."

These were ordinary Huaijiang cigarettes that cost five yuan a box. Liu Handong took them and took out a lighter to help Zhang Aimin light them before he lit them himself. The two chatted for a while and then dispersed.

In the taxi, Zhang Aimin was educating his son: "Nowadays, a bachelor's degree is worthless. You have to have a master's degree to find a job. Why are you so busy looking for a job? Go study for me."

Zhang Wei said: "I don't want you to be too tired."

Zhang Aimin frowned and said: "What are you worrying about? Who do your mother and I work hard for? If you strive for success, we will be happy."

Zhang Wei stopped talking.

Zhang Aimin sent his son to a local school and gave him another lesson: "Build a good relationship with the teacher and don't keep silent. Give gifts when they should be given. Our family is not short of money."

Zhang Wei had a sullen face, ignored his father, got out of the car and left.

Zhang Aimin sighed and drove to the repair shop. The car had driven 200,000 kilometers and was noisy and needed major repairs. But in order to make ends meet, he couldn't stop and could only make do with minor repairs.

Repairing the car cost more than 200 yuan, and Zhang Aimin was in great pain. He had to work a lot during the Spring Festival, so he made more trips to try to earn back the money for repairing the car. There were also monthly contributions and various fines, which were the largest expenses besides gas.

expenditures.

The traffic police like to fine taxis. The company has clever names and various fines. If you violate traffic regulations, in addition to the traffic police fine, you have to pay the company's fine. If you are caught with an untidy car, you will continue to be fined, complained about, and fined again. In short, it is hard work.

All the hard-earned money is spent on this.

His son needs money to study for graduate school, he has moved to a new home, and the monthly rent is 200 higher than usual. His wife needs to spend money to take medicine. His son will also need to spend money to buy a house when he gets married. Thinking of these, Zhang Aimin feels powerless. How much money should he pay?

Only by traveling 10,000 kilometers can I earn back this money.

Zhang Aimin went to fill up the tank and continued running. At five o'clock in the afternoon, he felt a little hungry, so he bought a piece of sesame cake and ate it with hot water in a big teacup. As he ate, he felt his eyelids bulging, so he closed the car door.

He turned off the engine and locked the doors, leaving a crack in the car window. He curled up on the seat and began to take a nap. He estimated that he would be able to recover after sleeping for ten minutes.

After this sleep, Zhang Aimin never woke up again.

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