Chapter 197
After leaving the Honghe Township Committee office, Lei Tingjun prepared to return to Pingdong City.
The pickup truck was parked on the side of the road outside the township committee's row of alleyways. The autumn heat of October was still intense. Lei Tingjun was only wearing a black short-sleeved shirt and jeans, and he strode towards the roadside in high-top leather boots.
"Thunder Army?!" Suddenly, an uncertain voice called out to him from behind.
Lei Tingjun turned around and saw a young woman in her twenties staring at him, looking him up and down with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty in her eyes.
Lei Tingjun's first reaction was that he couldn't remember who this person was at all.
There weren't many people in Honghe Township who could still remember his name.
Lei Tingjun glanced at the other person, frowned and thought for a moment, but still couldn't recall anything.
Seeing that Lei Tingjun didn't recognize her at all, she excitedly stepped forward and said, "It's me! Tian Guixiang! We were junior high school classmates, have you forgotten?"
Tian Guixiang?
Lei Tingjun thought for a moment, then realized, "Oh, I think I had that name among my junior high school classmates."
However, when he was in junior high school, Lei Tingjun was mostly a loner and very withdrawn. Because of his family and the fact that he stayed at a school in a different city, he could never integrate into the group of good students in his class. In fact, he was the kind of person who was ostracized and isolated.
Therefore, in Lei Tingjun's memory, the term "old classmate" actually doesn't carry much weight.
Not to mention Tian Guixiang, whom he couldn't even remember looking at.
"You called me, is there something you need?" Lei Tingjun asked calmly.
When Tian Guixiang saw Lei Tingjun, whom she hadn't seen for ten years, her heart pounded.
He was tall and strong, with a cool and handsome appearance, and his aura was indescribably attractive.
Looking back, that poor boy who was always criticized by teachers and ridiculed by classmates has now transformed into the owner of the brick factory in his village.
That's right, Tian Guixiang and Zhang Huan, the daughter of Lei Tingjun's cousin Lao Zhang, are best friends.
Yesterday, the two were chatting, and Tian Guixiang overheard Zhang Huan mentioning that Lei Tingjun, who had stayed at their house when he was a child, seemed to be coming back to buy up the village's brick factory.
However, Zhang Huan's parents, including Zhang Huan himself, felt that Lei Tingjun was not a decent person and was mostly involved in swindling and deception. They had a very low opinion of him.
Even their words were deliberately meant to belittle him.
But Tian Guixiang was, after all, Lei Tingjun's junior high school classmate for three years. In her memory, although Lei Tingjun was aloof, cold, and unruly, he was not as bad as Zhang Huan described.
Moreover, she remembered that Lei Tingjun actually had pretty good grades back then, and he often ranked in the top three in his class.
However, he dropped out of school later, and we haven't heard from him since.
When Tian Guixiang heard Zhang Huan say that Lei Tingjun was going to return to acquire the brick factory in their village, she wanted to come and confirm whether it was indeed her junior high school classmate, Lei Tingjun.
Unexpectedly, when Lei Tingjun met her again after ten years, he not only did not disappoint her, but also gave her a great surprise!
"It's nothing. I just heard Zhang Huan mention it the other day. She said a man named Lei Tingjun came to our village to discuss buying the brick factory. She didn't quite believe it was you, but when I saw it today, it really was you!" Tian Guixiang said with a smile.
Tian Guixiang has a pair of slanted, upturned fox-like eyes. Although her eyes are not big, they have a captivating charm when she smiles.
In junior high school, the boys in her class voted her to be the class beauty.
At this moment, she raised her eyebrows slightly at Lei Tingjun, her eyes glancing at him with a bright smile, showing no trace of the awkwardness or distance that comes with not seeing an old classmate for ten years.
If it were an ordinary man, facing a former class beauty from middle school, chatting and laughing with him with such alluring eyes, it would be hard not to be tempted and develop feelings for her.
But the man in front of Tian Guixiang was Lei Tingjun.
He gave a curt "hmm," and said, "I have something to do, I'll be going now."
As he spoke, he strode over to where the pickup truck was parked.
Tian Guixiang was slightly taken aback when she saw that he left without even exchanging pleasantries with her. She quickly chased after him, calling out, "Hey, wait a minute, Lei Tingjun!"
"Is there anything else?" Lei Tingjun frowned and turned his head.
Tian Guixiang laughed: "Hey, we're old classmates after all. It's rare to see you come back. Why don't we take advantage of your free time today and have a meal together? Several of our classmates are still in the countryside now! I'll go and call them later, let's all sit together."
Lei Tingjun said calmly, "No need, I have something to do, so I'll head back first."
He strode into the pickup truck, started the engine, and expressionlessly turned the steering wheel right in front of Tian Guixiang, making the truck turn around on the spot before driving away.
Tian Guixiang: "..."
Tian Guixiang touched her face, muttering to herself in disbelief, "Have I become ugly? Why is he looking at me like I'm a telephone pole!"
Tian Guixiang stared resentfully at the pickup truck's departing silhouette, kicking up dust, and bit her lip.
After a while, she glanced back at the township committee office behind her, her eyes darting around, and then went inside.
Upstairs, the township head and Old Cui were getting anxious.
Leitingjun was really ruthless; they gave them the lowest possible price: 20,000 yuan.
It's possible to sell it at this price, but after deducting the previously owed wages to workers and the cost of equipment such as boilers and brick kilns, there's really very little left.
Old Cui asked the township head, "Head, what should we do? Should we still sell our brick factory?"
The director also frowned, and before he could speak, there was a knock on the door.
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