I really don't want to be reborn

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"Hahaha~"

Both Xie Wanqiu and Liu Xiaomeng laughed, and Xiao Yuer was so cute when he was angry.

Chen Hansheng also smiled, and suddenly took off his sunglasses and put them on his face to cover the expression in his eyes.

But no one thought it was strange, it was normal to wear sunglasses while driving, Xiao Rongyu also helped to straighten the sunglasses, and took out snacks from the small bag to share with everyone.

The winter sun is not blazing, but just brings a little warmth. Through the car window, you can see the high blue sky and white clouds. Five students from Gangcheng No. [-] Middle School chatted about the past and wandered about their future plans.

"Chen Hansheng, you used to be a boss, how is the market for a job now?"

Liu Xiaomeng from Jianye Medical University asked Chen Hansheng.

"Doesn't the medical major go to graduate school?"

Chen Hansheng suggested: "If you are a medical student, you should go to graduate school honestly. After graduation, you will return to Hong Kong City People's Hospital. In the future, our relatives in my hometown will have a headache, and we can find acquaintances directly."

"I just don't want to go to graduate school, and I don't want to go back to Hong Kong City." Liu Xiaomeng said sullenly.

"Xiaomeng still has to consider the issue of graduate school."

Xie Wanqiu from Sudong Economics and Trade shook her head while drinking yogurt: "I'm going to work directly. I'll first work in a big company for a few years, and then change jobs after finishing the gold plating. Maybe I can learn from Chen Hansheng and start my own business."

"It's not that easy to start a business."

For the sake of his old classmates, Chen Hansheng advised: "Besides, there is no company that will fool you. Don't think that the boss is a fool. He is actually the smartest person in the entire company. He just doesn't want to reveal it for the greater benefit. "

"Yes, Wanqiu."

Xiao Rongyu also said: "I used to think this sentence was quite unreasonable. Since I became the director of the law firm, although there are only four of us in total, I can guess a little bit of everyone's mind."

Both Chen Hansheng and Xiao Rongyu advised like this, Xie Wanqiu could still listen.

She wrinkled her nose and said, "I have a brother who just graduated with the exact opposite view of yours. In addition, he seems to have a kind of self-confidence. He obviously doesn't have 1 yuan, but he doesn't talk about hundreds of thousands of dollars." In my eyes, I always think that those are small money."

"Young people are so awesome."

Chen Hansheng sneered: "I really want to share some of Wang Zibo's inferiority complex with him."

"Damn, what are you doing to me!"

Wang Zibo was taken aback. He thought it was good to chat like that just now. He listened with interest while others were talking high-spirited, so don't change the topic.

The bad guy Chen Hansheng just didn't let him go, and said with a smile, "Don't be too high-minded, that brother of yours should learn from Zi Bo."

"roll!"

Wang Zibo muttered and cursed. He was about to say something to save face when he suddenly heard a "clinking" sound in the rear compartment, like the sound of bottles and cans colliding together.

"Xiao Chen, what is it?"

Xiao Rongyu asked strangely.

"I've heard the sound several times. Is it a can?"

Liu Xiaomeng knelt on the soft chair in the back row, reaching out to flip through the things in the bag.

It was the spicy mustard greens given by Shen Youchu before leaving, and Chen Hansheng left it in the rear compartment at that time, but he did not expect that this group of people had sharper ears than cats.

"Oh, that one."

Chen Hansheng looked calm, and said lightly: "It's just stinky tofu, stinky tofu given by a friend."

"Huh~"

Liu Xiaomeng had already picked up the bag, and when she heard that it was "stinky tofu", she was so frightened that she threw it down again.

"I fainted, luckily it didn't open."

Liu Xiaomeng said with palpitations: "Otherwise the whole car will stink, Chen Hansheng, you actually like to eat stinky tofu."

"It smells bad, but it tastes delicious."

Chen Hansheng told a lie calmly, so frightened that Liu Xiaomeng voluntarily gave up the thought of asking the truth, and returned to the topic just now.

"Little fish."

Xie Wanqiu said anxiously: "If I can't find a suitable job after graduation, can I ask your family Chen Hansheng to help? We all know that he has great energy, but he is not easy to talk to."

Wang Zibo twisted his butt unnaturally. He knew that Chen Hansheng had tens of millions of capital in his hands, so it should not be difficult to arrange someone. However, this is an old classmate from the past, so it may not be suitable for Guoke Electronics.

Xiao Rongyu was a little hesitant. She usually seldom talked about Chen Hansheng's career development, and never thought that the two of them would be hungry in the future. This is probably the confidence brought by the family.

"Okay!"

Chen Hansheng didn't make it difficult for Xiao Rongyu at all, and he agreed directly.

"There is a high probability that I will start a business in the future, but if we form a partnership, what if the little fish gets jealous? I might as well introduce you to a company owned by a certain female boss. She must be in need of talents at that time. "

"You think too much, Xiao Yu'er won't be jealous."

Xie Wanqiu gave Chen Hansheng a supercilious look, and then expressed her gratitude: "However, I still thank you, after all, my old classmates are very loyal."

"Small case."

Chen Hansheng warned again: "However, there are very few positions. If you spread the word, other students will come to fight for it, then I can't help it."

Xie Wanqiu immediately agreed: "Don't worry, I will never say anything, and Xiaomeng and Zibo are not allowed to say anything either."

"It has to be Xiao Chen."

Wang Zibo secretly admired him. He first used Xiao Yu'er as an excuse to jokingly reject Xie Wanqiu's entry into his company, and then when arranging work, he cleverly reminded him not to reveal it.

It's nice to have that kind of emotional intelligence.

The Land Rover was fast and stable, and the passengers in the car also talked for two hours and slept for an hour, when they suddenly opened their eyes and it was no longer a highway.

There are very familiar buildings on both sides, which look much dilapidated than Jianye, but they have a stronger sense of belonging, and even the aunt who sells vegetables looks like an acquaintance.

"Wow, we've arrived at Hong Kong City."

Liu Xiaomeng let out a soft cry.

Next, Chen Hansheng sent them home one by one according to the distance. Xie Wanqiu said before getting out of the car, "There is a class reunion this year. You and Xiao Yuer didn't attend last year."

"I wanted to take part last year."

Chen Hansheng glanced at Xiao Rongyu: "If someone doesn't tell me, we will guarantee it this year."

"Humph!"

Xiao Yu'er didn't admit his mistake either.

The last one to send was Xiao Rongyu, because Chen Hansheng would not help other people carry their luggage, he would only help Xiao Yuer carry them, and then went up to say hello to Old Xiao.

"Let's eat here at noon."

Lu Yuqing invited: "I'll just talk to your mother."

Chen Hansheng was worried that Xiao Rongyu would be obsessed with the bottles and cans in the trunk, so he said goodbye decisively: "My mother cooked my meals, if there are any leftovers, I will not live comfortably this year."

Lu Yuqing thought about Liang Meijuan's temper, and nodded in agreement.

Sure enough, after Chen Hansheng left, Xiao Rongyu suddenly realized: "Oh, I forgot to leave a can of stinky tofu, my dad will eat it occasionally."

......

After Chen Hansheng returned home, he went upstairs with a bag of chili and mustard greens, and saw that there were guests at home.

In fact, he is not an outsider. The upstairs neighbor Lao Zhou, he and Chen Zhaojun are in the same unit, but they are older and will retire soon. They both have common hobbies-calligraphy and literary play.

"Hey, Lao Zhou is here to coax my dad into shopping again."

Chen Hansheng saw some calligraphy and paintings on the coffee table, picked them up, flipped through them and dropped them casually.

"Be careful, your dad hasn't agreed to buy it yet."

Lao Zhou hurriedly picked up the calligraphy and painting, observed the creases, and said: "This one is from the Yingzong period of the Yuan Dynasty, that one is from the Xiaozong period of the Ming Dynasty, and there are also from the Shunzhi and the Republic of China periods. They are all good objects of the age. ah."

"Tch, it's still old."

Chen Hansheng grinned: "Old Zhou, among this pile of things, you should be the oldest."

"You brat, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Lao Zhou pretended to hit someone, but Chen Zhaojun stopped him: "Children don't understand these things, come over next time, we have lunch too."

"I'm still so unruly when I went to college."

A good business was ruined by Chen Hansheng, Lao Zhou picked up his calligraphy and painting, and went upstairs angrily.

"Hee hee~"

Chen Hansheng smiled, and ran to the kitchen to say hello loudly: "Mom, your son is back."

"Don't make noise, your ears are deaf."

When Liang Meijuan saw Lao Zhou coming over, she was in a bad mood, because he always used some modern handicrafts to fool him, but Chen Zhaojun always took a little trick.

"Old Zhou's son has meningitis and has been a fool since he was a child. His wife recently got breast cancer."

While Chen Hansheng was changing his pajamas, Chen Zhaojun walked over and explained to his wife: "I also understand that it's a fake, but I like it first, and I think it's helping others. Fortunately, it's not expensive."

"Know, know."

Liang Meijuan kept her face straight: "Otherwise, I would have cut off your pocket money long ago, even if he treats our family as a fool every time, so what if he borrowed money honestly."

"Ugh."

Chen Zhaojun sighed: "After all, he is an old senior in the unit, so he should save some face."

After Chen Hansheng changed his clothes, he came out whistling. Seeing noodles on the table again, he curled his lips and said, "Mom, I finally went home once, so you can't order hard dishes all the time. I don't want to eat noodles at noon!"

"Don't eat."

Liang Meijuan was not polite at all, picked up the bowl in front of Chen Hansheng, and put it in front of Lao Chen with a "boom": "If you don't eat, feed the pig!"

Chen Zhaojun: ...

Chen Hansheng: ...

Chapter 570 We Are All Ordinary People

Chen Hansheng used to be on vacation, and within two or three hours of returning home, he could still enjoy a short "maternal love". Queen Mother Liang would also be very happy to see her son.

But beyond this time limit, Liang Meijuan began to dislike her.

I was unlucky today, and happened to see Lao Zhou fooling Chen Zhaojun with fake gadgets again. Liang Meijuan felt uncomfortable, and Chen Hansheng didn't give Chen Hansheng the two hours of "motherly love".

"People say that we in northern Jiangsu are patriarchal, why is our family patriarchal?"

While eating noodles, Chen Hansheng muttered and complained to Chen Zhaojun.

Chen Zhaojun laughed dryly, glanced at his wife and dared not answer.

"Go to whichever one you like, and recognize any mother on the street, anyway, I didn't stop her."

Liang Meijuan snorted coldly, and used bamboo chopsticks to turn out the chicken leg meat on the plate, but she didn't eat it, neither did Lao Chen, it was self-evident who would leave it to.

"Hey, our family is also patriarchal, but it's just hitting hard on men and whispering softly to women."

Chen Hansheng pouted, picked up the chicken leg and ate it.

It's not that their family can't afford chicken, it's just that the old Chen and his wife are used to leaving the best things to their son. Seeing Chen Hansheng gobbling it up, Liang Meijuan's depression just now dissipated unknowingly.

Although this son is disobedient, he is alive and well. Liang Meijuan is very satisfied. She is just an ordinary person, and she doesn't expect to be rich at all. It is good that a family of three can eat like this.

Chen Hansheng finished his lunch in two or three, and immediately went to the living room to watch TV. Liang Meijuan couldn't help it again, frowned and shouted: "Can you put on a cotton jacket? , see how I scold you!"

It's strange to say that Liang Meijuan was obviously worried about Chen Hansheng's cold, but her tone changed a little when she spoke. It seemed that many estrangements between parents and children were caused by this.

The parents obviously cared, but when they expressed it, they turned into scolding. Chen Hansheng was also very helpless. After only one meal, he suddenly missed the dormitory and his roommates.

"There are still more than 20 days before leaving school, my god."

Chen Hansheng sighed, especially in the afternoon, when he looked through the TV, he felt that there was no good program, and when he went back to the bedroom and looked at the comic books in the cabinet, he felt that it was meaningless.

When I was in high school, the courses were intense and the pressure was high. I had to sneak out the time to watch "Dragon Ball", and I had to be on guard against Queen Mother Liang's checks all the time, but I thought it was good.

Now that the time is loose, my mother doesn't care about it, but I feel that these cartoons are boring.

Chen Hansheng stood in front of the window a little irritable. There were lights and festoons everywhere in the community, a group of children were laughing and setting off firecrackers, and those familiar neighbors and aunts were habitually greeting downstairs. It was a lively atmosphere of the Spring Festival.

"Hey, this is winter vacation life, boring and tasteless."