Rebirth in the 80s: The Tycoon Boss Becomes Her Doting Husband Slave

Ji Wanmei, naturally beautiful and graceful, was the factory director's daughter. At eighteen, she was admitted to the provincial university. With her braids and floral skirt, her waist swaying...

Chapter 307 He couldn't possibly prevent Ji Wanmei from sleeping.

Chapter 307

This was somewhat unexpected for the Thunder Army.

Because the middle-aged passenger who had just sat opposite them seemed to have a different demeanor from the officials that Lei Tingjun had met.

The leaders from the XX Bureau that Lei Tingjun met were all pot-bellied, spoke in official jargon, loved drinking and banquets, and especially loved the 'local specialties' that their subordinates would put in red envelopes.

To be honest, Lei Tingjun felt quite disgusted after several encounters with him.

Ironically, some of the power that controls the lives of ordinary people and the development of cities is held by this very group of people.

The official position was neither particularly high nor low.

The King of Hell is easy to deal with, but his underlings are hard to handle.

When those people try to make things difficult for you, dealing with them can be really troublesome.

Lei Tingjun has been dealing with this group of people a lot now, and he has come to a conclusion.

In short, these people are all opportunistic, favoring the powerful and belittling the weak, and bullying the weak while fearing the strong.

Ji Wanmei knew what Lei Tingjun was thinking. She pinched the calloused flesh on his thumb and said, "There are always people more capable than you. Not every person in power is like that."

"Take you for example. You are now the boss of Dongfang Construction Company, but you do everything yourself. However, it's uncertain whether the junior managers in charge of the departments you assign actually do their best in every single task."

"And the workers who actually do the work below are the junior managers who are assigned to them, not you, the big boss in charge."

After listening, Lei Tingjun nodded thoughtfully, "I understand."

Ji Wanmei took out a thermal box; the lunchbox she had brought was basically enough for the two of them.

The food inside was still warm even after only half a day.

It was a little after six o'clock, and passengers in all the carriages on the train were eating. Ji Wanmei said, "Let's eat first."

The bottom of the insulated box contains white rice, and the top two layers contain vegetables, one layer of meat and vegetables.

This food is much better than what they ate on the train last year.

Ji Wanmei took out two small plates to hold rice, and specially gave Lei Tingjun extra rice.

Then he pushed the meat and vegetables into his small plate, saying, "Eat up, it's still hot."

The food was packed by Ji Wanmei from a restaurant across from the train station before she boarded the train; the cooking was better than that of most small eateries.

Lei Tingjun picked it up and frowned when he saw that there was only a fist-sized amount of rice on Ji Wanmei's plate: "You're eating so little, is that enough?"

Lei Tingjun knew that Ji Wanmei ate less than him, but this was still too little rice, so he put two-thirds of the rice into the bowl for her.

Ji Wanmei knew what he was thinking and said, "We can't move around much on the train, and it's hard to digest if we eat too much. It's also inconvenient to go to the toilet. I can't eat much. You eat. There's fruit over there. If I get hungry tonight, I can have an apple too."

Ji Wanmei bought two pounds of apples and bananas specifically because she thought it would be inconvenient to eat cooked food on the train.

Hearing her say that, Lei Tingjun stopped objecting, picked up his spoon, and began to eat.

Ji Wanmei doesn't like fatty meat, so among the takeout dishes was a braised pork dish. She cut off the fatty part and gave it to Lei Tingjun.

When Lei Tingjun saw the meat that Ji Wanmei had picked up, he scooped it up and put it in his mouth without saying a word, eating it with great relish.

Knowing that his pampered and picky young lady didn't like fatty meat, he separated the lean meat from the bowl and gave it to Ji Wanmei.

They even fed it directly to her mouth.

Ji Wanmei smiled, tilted her head, and opened her red lips and pearly teeth to bite the spoon he offered.

A little oil dabbed onto her lips, making them appear glossy and shiny. Lei Tingjun stared intently, his eyes darkening. He stroked the corner of her lips with his thumb, then put the oil in his own mouth and smacked his lips.

Lei Tingjun stared at the woman's lips in front of him, thinking that he hadn't kissed her in a long time.

When two people have been together for a long time, they naturally start doing these sweet and affectionate things that couples do, and luckily this is a sleeper car.

At that moment, their only neighboring passenger across the street also went out to eat, leaving only the two of them. No one saw what was happening.

Lei Tingjun lowered his hand and intertwined his fingers with Ji Wanmei's under the small table.

Just as they were finishing their meal and Ji Wanmei was packing up the insulated food container, the passenger opposite them also went to Restaurant No. 6, finished eating, and returned.

Ji Wanmei, holding the insulated food container, smiled and nodded at the passenger opposite her, preparing to go to the restroom to wash it.

Lei Tingjun held her down: "I'll go."

Lei Tingjun was always worried that Ji Wanmei would do things she wouldn't normally do when she was with him, such as washing dishes.

He didn't want her porcelain-soft, fair hands to become rough because of him.

Therefore, whenever Lei Tingjun was around, Ji Wanmei was basically in a state of being unable to lift a finger or do any manual labor.

Last time, when she pricked her fingers with a needle, he was so worried and made a big fuss about it for ages, even though she's someone who does all sorts of rough and tiring work on construction sites all day long.

He often gets injured, only to discover when he goes home to shower at night that he has bumped into something with the equipment he used during the day, or that he has a cut on his arm, but he never cares about it.

Ji Wanmei looked at Lei Tingjun for a while, then compromised and handed him the leftover dishes: "Alright then, I'll go wash them for you."

"Wait for me a moment." Lei Tingjun took the things and went out.

Ji Wanmei sat down and folded the small blanket.

The passenger opposite looked at him for a while and then said, "Your partner works in the construction industry, right?"

Ji Wanmei looked up and smiled, "Yes."

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