Reborn during the early days of China’s reform and opening, the narrator finds himself in the 1980s countryside. In this setting, the past is still a cold reference, yet it is also a fresh start....
"Mr. Wan! We are employees of the instant noodle factory."
"Ah! You're not attending class to hang out with him?"
"My master said he would take us to make a fortune and even went to the factory director in person to ask for leave for us."
"He Tao gave me leave?"
"Director He admired the master so much that he didn't hesitate at all."
Han Meng was feeling very proud.
Wan Feng had nothing to say. Since the other person was not from Nanwan Group, he had no right to interfere.
"I understand! You're jealous of me accepting a disciple, am I right..."
"Eat!" Wan Feng didn't let Han Meng finish his words.
Han Guangjia and Yang Jianguo kept laughing.
When we arrived at Wan Feng’s private room on the second floor, the dishes were already on the table.
"Give me money! My two apprentices are counting on this money for the New Year." Han Meng asked for money as soon as he sat down.
Wan Feng pulled out three bundles of hundred-yuan bills from his pocket and threw them to Han Meng: "As if I could blindly give you money."
Han Meng happily gave each of the three bundles of money.
They ate the food first and then drank the wine. This time, Wan Feng asked after just one glass of wine, before the third round of wine was over.
"Tell me, how did you capture Li Gu? I didn't ask you, I asked your apprentice."
"Two little brothers."
"I dare not! You are our uncle." The two young men were very polite.
"Don't listen to his nonsense. Did you see that woman?"
"I saw her. She's a woman in her thirties. She's pretty good-looking."
"Oh! Is your master drooling? Did he seduce that girl behind your back?"
Han Meng slapped his head and said, "Why doesn't this guy ask him or his apprentice? It seems he is trying to put the blame on him!"