The second fifty-eighth chapter comes out of the mouth, and the export becomes chapter
After a figure flashed in my head.
"He." Chu Ting asked with the last trace of doubt: "Dad, is it Bai Hao?"
"Why, I don't like it."
After receiving his father's confirmation, Chu Ting exploded in an instant: "Bai Hao, this bastard. I lived in the Jiuchang Guest House for ten days. I was so talkative that I didn't get the cooperation of the TV production line. There was no cassette player or walkman.
Lowering the conditions, whether parts matching is OK, semiconductors are not good, machinery is not good, even building an engine for a little grasshopper is nothing for us, this is how he treats me, this is how he treats me."
Chu Feiyang was calm: "I don't know who you are, baby? Besides, his family is on a business trip in a beautiful country."
"Hmph, hum." Chu Feiyang entered the house and looked for the phone. He ran a few steps and then turned back: "Uncle Bai, what's your fourth girl's phone number? I know she's back."
Chu Feiyang shouted: "Come here, I have something to tell you."
After hearing what Chu Feiyang said, Chu Ting was really shocked.
"real?"
"Yes, but don't make it public, he doesn't know."
"Yeah, yeah." Chu Ting sat down and didn't want to make a phone call. Bai Hao turned out to be Bai Mu's son, which really surprised him.
Two days later, Mingzhou Port City.
Because school was about to start, Bai Hao sent Chu Junlan home, and the two of them left the train station.
This is the first time Bai Hao has come to Mingzhou Port. It is much more prosperous than he imagined. Of course, it cannot be compared with Mingzhou Port in the era before his rebirth.
After leaving the train station, Chu Junlan pulled Bai Hao's sleeve: "I'm treating you to a treat. There are yellow bean curd buns and drunken crabs in Mingzhou Port."
"I'm treating you, you keep the account, and we'll invite you back when you get back to work. I have a salary now, but you don't."
"Then, I'll also add red crabs, grilled braised rice bran, and, by the way, you must have never heard of Lei Sao Ji."
"I've heard of glutinous rice dumplings."
Chu Junlan was surprised: "I said it in the dialect here in Mingzhou Port, and you actually knew it."
"I know astronomy from above and geography from below. I know five hundred years before and five hundred years after."
"You are so thick-skinned." Chu Junlan shaved his face a few times: "Shameless."
Bai Hao saw a rickshaw on the side of the road, waved to him, and then asked: "You and my stepmother, your Aunt Bai, have been muttering all day about what we were talking about. I said I would take you into the mountains to see monkeys and you didn't even go."
"Well, it's a secret." Chu Junlan said and jumped onto the human tricycle.
This kind of car is unique in the Jiangnan area. It has a shed and a shelf at the back to store luggage.
These can be regarded as a group of people who enter the city to make a living. Riding a tricycle does not require a diploma or any skills. A handful of strength is enough.
The master specially used his own towel to place Chu Junlan's red leather trolley box in contact with the iron frame, for fear of damaging the box, and then carefully tied it with a cloth strip. Then he picked it up
Bai Hao's backpack is placed on the iron shelf.
"Thank you, master." Bai Hao said thank you out of habit.
The tricycle master was stunned for a moment and smiled slightly: "You're too polite. You can tell that you are a cultured person. We are rough people and only know how to use our strength."
Bai Hao got into the car and said, "It's all work, it's okay."
Perhaps Bai Hao was very polite and suddenly started talking to the master: "You are here for a trip, right?"
"No, send my sister back to school. School starts the day after tomorrow, so I have to come back quickly."
"It's good to go to school, it's good to go to school." This person was a little excited when he mentioned going to school.
During the chat, Bai Hao heard that the driver came from a village a hundred miles away from here. His daughter studied well in Mingzhou Port City and was admitted to university. Naturally, she was very happy.
While chatting along the way, we arrived at the Friendship Hotel in Mingzhou Port before we knew it.
The name Youyi, whether it is a store or a restaurant, has a unified feature and requires an entry permit.
It's not a document, but a foreign exchange coupon.
When Bai Hao showed his card, the guard looked at it and shook his head.
Bai Hao opened his wallet and took out a few American knives. The guard immediately stepped aside so he could enter.
Friendship Hotel is a place to stay and also has top chefs.
However, Xia Guo currency is not accepted, only foreign exchange coupons or foreign currencies.
Bai Hao chose a seat at the window, and Chu Junlan was in charge of ordering.
Bai Hao looked out the window and saw someone riding a bicycle carrying a bag of things. Then he looked around at the intersection, spread a tarp on the ground, and then placed the things on the ground.
It seems to be a poster or something.
Soon, many people gathered around and the thick stack of posters was sold out in an instant.
"People in Mingzhou Port City are now starting to like celebrities."
Bai Hao just said something casually. Chu Junlan also took a look. She has lived in Mingzhou Port City for more than a year. From a distance, she saw someone rolling up posters and walking away, and she knew what it was.
Last month, someone from her school formed a team to grab posters from the market.
The three most popular categories.
Those of the famous stars of the Spring Festival Gala that year, those of the Olympic athletes, and those of Bai Hao.
In an era when there was no portrait rights management, Bai Hao estimated that he would be number one in the Jiangnan area in terms of the number of personal posters.
Chu Junlan knew that almost everyone in their school had little girls, and there were big and small ones. The smallest one was just stuck in the book. It was a bookmark, and on the back there was a wonderful excerpt from Bai Hao's speech on TV.
Chu Junlan also bought it before.
Now, no need.
Therefore, Chu Junlan didn't want to talk about the poster, but asked: "You and the coachman actually have something to talk about."
"Yeah." Bai Hao thought for a while: "The human-powered tricycle drivers are a symbol of the city's grassroots, and can be said to be the spokesperson of the lowest level. But they have witnessed the development and changes, prosperity and interest of a city with their own eyes.
I also witnessed the ups and downs of my own life.”
"Relying on your own strength to make money, I have no other skills and no chance to find a better job. I can only lower my body, bend my back, get on a tricycle and still sell my strength to make money."
"The master just now kicked out a college student with the power of three wheels. You should have read Lao She's "Camel Xiangzi". Could it be that only people a few decades ago could write it? At this time, in your eyes and mine, you can't see it.
To the most ordinary people in this market, the most real side?"
This comes right out of the mouth.
And the export is successful.
Chu Junlan didn't have time to have little stars twinkling in her eyes. You must know that Bai Hao once gave a speech about sharpening the edge of a sword, and even the school in Mingzhou Port, thousands of miles away, asked him to write down his experience.
Chu Junlan remembered clearly that when she was writing, she was still thinking that this must be a manuscript that she had started preparing half a month in advance.