MTL - Back To 2005-Chapter 23 Time to show real technology

  Chapter 23 It's time to show real technology

   "I didn't think about anything."

   After clinking glasses with the other party, Zhou Anan looked at the pretty girl in front of him, and immediately remembered the other party's life trajectory in his mind.

  A full-time employee of the Construction Bureau, 32 years old, unmarried, 70 points in appearance, and 74 points after the professional attire bonus.

  When the ten-year class reunion got together, Zhou Anan joked with the other party, whether they should try it out as a single couple.

   As a result, Ying Chengcheng invited him to dinner the next day.

   It's just that on that day, Zhou An'an couldn't make the trip because of something, and the two lost contact after that.

To be honest, although Ying Chengcheng's figure is not tall, he is still 1.6 meters tall, which is not short for Zhou An'an who is 1.66 meters. The family background can be regarded as a good match.

   It's a pity that Zhou An'an didn't have the willingness to take the initiative, and he was busy with the expansion of the tutoring organization during that time, so he didn't have the heart to talk about it.

  Furthermore, if classmates fall in love and break up, they will be embarrassed when they meet in the future, and they will have a bad reputation among classmates.

   There used to be a pair of lovers among the senior students in high school. After they parted ways, they rarely appeared in the same occasion at the same time.

   "An'an, I heard that you and Wang Rong are setting up a barbecue stall, do you still need someone?"

   Seeing such a cold answer from the other party, Ying Chengcheng was embarrassed for a moment, and then asked a question he cared about.

   After playing at home for a month, it was really boring.

  Hearing Xu Wenwen's experience, Ying Chengcheng felt a little eager to try.

  It’s great to be able to make money and exercise yourself.

   "Our BBQ Stand"

  Just as he was about to say that the barbecue stall doesn’t need too many people, a flash of light flashed in Zhou An’an’s mind, and then changed the subject: “There are a lot of people needed, but the work is very intensive. I don’t know if you can take it.”

   "It's okay, I can suffer."

   Showing off his white and tender arms, Ying Chengcheng said very stiffly.

   "Okay, I will notify you when the time comes."

  After a casual sentence, Zhou Anan didn't care about chatting with the little crush, took a drink and found a quiet corner, quickly perfecting the idea just now in his mind.

   It seems that there is something to do.

  Satisfied with food and drink, a group of people went to Lijiang to have fun, then walked to the gate of No. 1 Middle School, and spent more than ten minutes calling to the reserved KTV.

   "Anzi, Wenwen promised to have lunch with me tomorrow."

  Sitting in the taxi, Wang Rong poked Zhou Anan's waist, said something in a low voice, his face was full of excitement.

"Oh."

   Zhou Anan, who came back to his senses, thought about the other party's previous topic, and then asked, "Then have you asked her where she went to study?"

   "It's also Hangzhou, and I happen to be going to Hangzhou too. Brother, I'm going to have a girlfriend."

  Speaking of this, Wang Rong was obviously very excited and wanted to announce it to the world.

  For him, Xu Wenwen agreed to have lunch with him, which was a prelude to being his girlfriend.

   "You think too early, she just agreed to have lunch with you, and she didn't even write a word."

   Regarding the impulsiveness of young people, Zhou Anan felt that it was necessary to pour cold water on the other party to sober up, lest the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

  However, seeing Xu Wenwen silently accepting Wang Rong's kind flattery on weekdays, Zhou Anan felt that the probability of the two becoming boyfriend and girlfriend was still very high.

  After all, everyone is born in the 1980s, not as free and easy as the post-90s, nor as casual as the post-95s.

  If a girl accepts the boy's kindness, she will probably acquiesce in this relationship.

   It's just that whether the two can make it to the end depends on God's will.

   "Can you say something nice. By the way, where would you like to go for lunch?"

   "Coffee bar on both sides of the Strait."

   "That's a bit expensive, can you advance a little more salary?"

  “.”

   Under Jian Rongrong's tireless harassment, Zhou An'an couldn't think about his money-making plan quietly at all, so he had to give advice to the other party.

  In some respects, Zhou Anan, who was not married in his previous life, is definitely the other party's senior, and he can be called an old driver.

   It's just that the driving direction is a bit unstable, and there is no way to drive into the palace of marriage.

  Dihao Entertainment Club is located in the center of the pedestrian street, on the top four floors of the same building as Xinhua Bookstore.

  As a local tyrant, Hu Shangyi has already booked a VIP box with an area of ​​more than 100 square meters, enough for more than 40 students to have fun in it.

  In the previous life, Zhou Anan, who had no interest, had already found a reason to leave the team and go to the Internet cafe to squat, but in this life, he obediently followed the team to the KTV.

   Some trajectories are already different.

   "An'an, do you want people in your barbecue stall?"

   "An'an, can you see me?"

   "An'an, I'm also going to work for your barbecue stall."

   However, as soon as he and Wang Rong entered the gate of KTV, Zhou Anan was surrounded by girls.

  Before Zhou Anan confirmed the plan, Ying Chengcheng had already spread the news of the recruitment of staff for the barbecue stall.

   Ears filled with the chirping of Yingying and Yanyan, Zhou An'an still had time to study the figures of the girls, but it's a pity that since No. 1 Middle School is the base camp with high scores, there are really no amazing girls.

   "Everyone calm down, calm down."

   Taking the time to pick up the microphone, Zhou Anan comforted the girls.

Ignoring the envious eyes of some boys, Zhou Anan squeezed away from the group of girls, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Our barbecue stall needs to recruit ten to twenty people. If you need to find a summer job, come to me to register. I'll get back to you sometime."

  After a burst of excitement, the atmosphere of the graduation party resumed in the box again, but Zhou Anan enjoyed the girls' gazes from time to time.

  No way, he is so handsome.

   "Anzi, do you really want to recruit so many people? How much salary do you get?"

  Wang Rong, who probably knew the turnover of the barbecue stall, had no way to refute Zhou Anan's decision, but he was more and more worried.

  The wages of so many people are paid all at once, will his wages be reduced?

   "It's okay, let's sing in peace today, I have other arrangements."

   Smiling and patted his friend on the shoulder, Zhou Anan looked at the ever-changing big screen, and the joyful singing of girls sounded in his ears, and his mind was distracted again.

   "Zhou Anan, come here."

  After a passionate song, Hu Shangyi, who was somewhat tone-deaf but thought he was extremely handsome, handed the microphone to Zhou Anan, who was sitting in the corner and playing dice guessing games with Ying Chengcheng.

  There are only a few prettier beauties in the class, but they always pay attention to this little-known roommate, which makes Hu Shangyi, who usually has a sense of superiority, very tasty.

  Of course, talking about envy, jealousy and hatred is too much, it's just a little bit uncomfortable.

   "I'm tone deaf, so I won't sing any more, you guys continue."

   Waved his hand, Zhou Anan declined.

  To be honest, the songs these days are only familiar to him, but he doesn't know how to sing them very well.

   "What are you afraid of? I have all the five notes. We are all classmates. Let's have one."

   "Really not."

   "Is it a man? How can a man say no?"

   "Well, let's play the "Difficult to Recite"."

   Zhou Anan was provoked by the other party and could only choose one song.

  (end of this chapter)