He's being prepared for the future. The social atmosphere has changed; it's become somewhat superficial. As long as you have money, even your farts smell good.
Unless you're an official, even just a minor section chief, you'll walk around the village with your nose in the air.
I'm talking about his second uncle. He has two sons. The elder son works as an accountant in a public institution in Shanghai and is a pretty good person.
He's a bit addicted to gambling; every time he goes back to the village, it's mahjong. I wonder if every accountant has a mahjong soul in their heart.
After graduating from university, the second son passed the civil service exam and got a job at the Ningbo Customs. Over the years, he rose to the rank of deputy section chief and married a local woman.
Every time he returned to the village, he was arrogant and haughty.
She won't talk to you and will completely ignore you. As long as you don't greet her, she will naturally not see you.
Fortunately, she treated everyone equally, ignoring all relatives, which relieved Zhang Long in his previous life.
That's a bit off-topic. Zhang Long's words were basically telling Xiao Xi that as long as she obediently followed his younger brother, their lives would be very good in the future.
Seeing his boss smoking, Zhang Long took out a cigarette, offered one to his boss, and then lit one for himself.
It was clear that Zhang Hu was really hungry; he finished a bowl of noodles in just a few bites, gulping down the soup and all the broth.
Only Xiao Xi was still there, slowly eating her noodles. When she saw that Zhang Hu had finished, she took half of her noodles from her own bowl and gave it to him.
Seeing this, Zhang Long was even more satisfied!
"By the way, Ah Hu, is there broadband in your hometown?"
Zhang Long remembered that he had planned to do a live stream before the Chinese New Year, so he casually asked a question.
"There's hardly anyone in my hometown, why would I install broadband? Isn't that a waste of money?"
"Okay, go do me a few things. First, get broadband installed at home as soon as possible. Second, get me a decent custom-built PC, and get me things like a webcam and headphones."
"I'll transfer 50,000 yuan to you via WeChat, is that enough?!"
Zhang Hu rubbed his hands together, saying "That's enough, that's enough," while looking at his older brother with an expectant expression.
"Goodness, I wonder who he inherited this money-grubbing habit from?"
Upon seeing the transfer notification on his WeChat account, he immediately clicked to receive it, as if afraid his older brother might cancel it at any moment.
Zhang Hu actually got the money and started working. Two hours later, he was already driving his friend's car with two computers, heading back to his hometown.
This efficiency is at its maximum; barring any unforeseen circumstances, the broadband should be up and running tomorrow.
This kid may not have any other skills, but he's very good at socializing. He has friends everywhere in the village and town, so handling this little matter will be a breeze for him.
He wasn't idle either; his cousins saw Zhang Long's photo that their mother posted in the family group chat and knew he was back.
They also bombarded each other with calls on WeChat, and arranged to meet in Ouzhen, opposite Lucheng, that evening.
The four brothers hadn't gotten together in a long time. It's strange, really, because cousins are usually not as close as first cousins. I wonder why? (Do you, fellow readers, agree with this statement?)
Two of his four brothers were the same age as him, and only his cousin from his second aunt's family was two years older than him.
Of course, the brothers were all doing just so-so, except for Zhang Long, who was an outlier. If it weren't for the system as his powerful backer, he would have been one of them.
The main character usually appears last, and when he arrives at the party location, he is completely dumbfounded.
"What the heck? He was the first one to arrive."
"Damn it, we've been tricked."
He only set off after seeing the group chat where the others had already left.
Why was he the first one to arrive? That doesn't make sense!
Zhang Long was already sitting on the sofa, beginning to question the meaning of life.
"you?"
Where are they?
He sent a black man with a question mark emoji in the group chat, followed by a probing question.
"Oh, didn't they notify you?"
The older cousin was the first to shift the blame.
"Didn't Apeng say that he had already notified them?"
A-Wu, one of the three brothers, was not to be outdone.
Finally, Apeng posted a meme saying, "Please, you two, have some decency."
It seems like it said something, but it also seems like it said nothing at all.
"Okay, here's the thing, the BBQ restaurant next door is having a huge sale, so we moved our gathering here."
"That way we can save the money and go get a foot massage, isn't that a great deal!"
Zhang Long sent a "You're awesome" emoji, and was about to say that his wife didn't care about him, when he suddenly remembered that his older cousin had only gone on a blind date when he went home for Chinese New Year this year.
They met on the fifteenth of the first lunar month, got their marriage certificate on the sixteenth, and announced a tire blowout a month later.
That was incredibly fast; he had always felt something was off about it.
It wasn't until he saw that his son was just as foolish as him that he put his doubts to rest. (Haha, just kidding, they're practically identical.)
Zhang Long looked guilty and was about to sneak into his car and run away when his boss, who had been chasing after him, called him back.
"Hey bro, wait a minute."
The chubby boss rummaged through his pockets but couldn't find any cigarettes, so he went to the bar, took out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes, opened it, gave one to him, and lit it for him.
"When someone gives a gift, there must be something in return!"
"Boss, just say what's on your mind!"
"Hey bro, are you eating here? Which private room do you want? I'll give you a free meal!"
Zhang Long touched his nose somewhat awkwardly.
"Haha, boss, you don't need to be so polite. I have something to do, so I have to go now."
"Bro, you don't need to say anything. Did the person you were waiting for get taken away by the BBQ restaurant next door?"
"This isn't the first or second time this has happened today. It's hard to find a parking spot now, and parking outside makes it easy for your car to get scratched. Just park here with me."
"I'll have the kitchen cook two of our restaurant's signature dishes and send them over to you later, as an extra treat. Is that alright?"
"Boss, you're being so enthusiastic, I'm a little scared. Just tell me what you need."
The chubby boss rubbed his hands together and said, "I'll watch your car and make sure no one scratches it. All you have to do is let me use your car for some advertising."
Zhang Long pondered for a moment, deciding that stopping anywhere was fine, and this was good enough.
So he nodded in agreement. The fat boss thanked him profusely and stuffed the pack of Zhonghua cigarettes, which he had only taken two of, into his hand.
Just as Zhang Long was about to leave, he suddenly turned back and said, "Don't include the license plate in the photo."
The chubby boss made an OK sign to indicate that he understood.
Just as he walked to the next room, he heard a loudspeaker blaring from behind him.
"Customers who dine at Master Pang's restaurant get a perk: spend over 200 yuan and get a close-up photo with a Lamborghini Aventador."
"You won't lose out or be cheated for 200 yuan. With just 200 yuan, you can be the coolest guy in your WeChat Moments!"
"Opportunity knocks but once!"
"Limited time offer, first come, first served!"
Zhang Long almost stumbled. Damn it, are all business people this unscrupulous?!
"Oh, I'm the same way! Then it's alright!"
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