Wan Feng was very happy. He ran to the store and brought two boxes of drinks, and then joined in the fun.
He is considered an expert in these mechanical things, but compared with these people, he is at best an entry-level person. Not only is he useless here, he is also a hindrance.
So he tactfully stayed for a while and then left.
When he wandered to the team headquarters, Zhang Xian told him that someone was looking for him.
"Looking for me? Who?"
As soon as Wan Feng finished speaking, he saw Zheng Song coming out of the team headquarters' communication room: "Cousin!"
This guy finally knows to call me cousin.
"Let me think, when did I ask you to come? And why are you here today?"
"You told me that on the 3rd, my dad was going to take your dad, my uncle, to the county to do some work. You would definitely go with him. Why would I come? I'm not stupid."
Holy shit! This guy actually has a point. But what he said does make sense. He did go out on the street again the day before yesterday.
"Is this your first time in Wahou?"
Zheng Song nodded: "Yeah!"
"What do you think of our queen?"
"It was beyond my expectation. My classmates used to say they wanted to visit Wahou, but I never came. I thought there was nothing interesting about a small mountain valley. Today I realized that my previous idea was wrong. I didn't expect it to develop like this. It's more prosperous than the county town."
The county town is only thirty miles away from here, but this guy has never been here once.
"I'll send someone to show you around Wahou and see what project you can choose after you graduate. You'll spend two years in Wahou. I won't let you stay here for too long. After all, you have a city hukou, so at the very least you'll end up in a state-owned enterprise. After two years, your body and mind will mature, and you'll be able to adapt quickly to other positions."
"Cousin, let's talk about this later. I want to know why you get along so well with all the big brothers on the street. I've been asking around for your story these past few days, and now all the big brothers in Red Cliff think very highly of you. Even some of the younger guys who have just risen up, even though they don't know you, have high praise for you."
"Haha, those were all ridiculous things that happened when I was young. Let's not talk about them." Wan Feng downplayed it, acting like a master at pretending to be cool.
"Cousin, you seem to be only one year older than me now. How old were you when you were young?"
What do you mean? Are you saying I'm bragging?
"A one-year age difference is a huge gap. I'm one year older than you. I'll graduate from high school next year, and you'll graduate from junior high this year. What kind of gap do you think this is?"
Zheng Song scratched his head: "Cousin, we are not talking about studying."
"Let's not talk about studying, let's talk about social matters. When I was thirteen years old and studying here, I was considered a gangster. I fought with many people, even with gangsters in society. My cousin was beaten up and chased around like a rabbit, but there was one thing about him: he was never a coward. He was never afraid of anyone. Just like when you met Feng Xing that day, if it were me, I would most likely turn around and run. There is no shame in running away when you are outnumbered. You can just accumulate your strength and fight back when you are strong enough."
"What if I can't escape?"
"That's you guys. I'm not bragging, cousin. I've never been better than anyone when it comes to running. If you devote yourself to sports and win the world long-distance running championship, that's bragging, but winning a domestic long-distance running championship should be no problem."
Zheng Song's eyes were full of suspicion. He suspected that his cousin was also a good braggart.
"I was actually pretending to be a coward that day. There's an old saying that goes, 'A good man never suffers a loss right in front of him.'"
"Come on, cousin, I can tell the difference between pretending to be a coward and being a real coward. I know your state of mind that day, and you know it too. If you had attacked first, would I have watched? I really didn't take Feng Xing's group of idiots seriously. It's a pity you failed."
Zheng Song was speechless. I didn’t know you were so powerful. If I had known you were so powerful, I would have taken action long ago.
"Walk around Wahou more and ask about my cousin's heroic deeds. Although it's basically impossible for you to replicate them, you can still learn from them. Zhang Xian, arrange for someone to show my cousin around."
Zhang Xian curled his lips and said, "Wahou is such a small place. Your cousin is not an idiot, why does he need someone to take him around? He can't get around by himself, how could he get lost? If he really gets lost, then so be it. If he can get lost in Wahou, he will be useless in the future. Just ask your uncle to have another child and that's it."
Zhang Xian is becoming more and more unreliable. What does it mean to have another child?
Wan Feng pulled a handful of money from his pocket and slapped it into Zheng Song's hand without even counting it. "Buy yourself some lunch for lunch. You're a stranger here and no one will take care of your meals. Stay at your great aunt's house tonight. Go ahead! And let me tell you, I didn't ask you to come here for a quick tour. I'm going to ask you tomorrow what you saw, thought, and realized."
Seeing Zheng Song walking into the market, Wan Feng smiled.
"You brought your cousin here to be educated?"
"He's just as clueless as you were back then. What's going to happen if I don't teach him a lesson?"
"Boss, let's talk about your cousin. Please don't take me with you, okay?"
Wan Feng glanced at Zhang Xian and said, "Am I wrong? Have you forgotten what a mess you were when you eloped with Hao Qing? My cousin is just like you. The only difference is that he didn't elope with a girl."
"If you mention my elopement again, I'll be furious with you!"
"Oh! We haven't had a fight in a while. Are you itching to fight again?"
Zhang Xian looked contemptuous: "I'll make you a defensive midfielder."
Wan Feng grinned wickedly, "You still thought I was fifteen or sixteen two years ago. I'm already eighteen this year. Have you forgotten this? If you have the guts, don't let me hold you back. Let me hold onto my thighs so I can throw you to death!"
Zhang Xian was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "Can you please have some shame? I'll let you use my legs, but I'll just lie on the ground."
"Okay, then just lie down on the ground and roll over a few times, and I won't let you fall to your death."
Zhang Xian's face was filled with black lines. It seemed that the shamelessness factor would not disappear with age.
When Wan Feng was thinking about what to do, he suddenly remembered the billboard he had customized.
Originally, we were supposed to review the design drafts within three days, but today it seems like we exceeded it by one day.
"I'm not going to waste my time talking to you. I need to go see how my billboard design is going." He stood up and walked into the market and came to the handicraft street.
When Yan Jing saw Wan Feng, a smile finally appeared on his face.
"Boss, is the design for my billboard ready yet?"
"It's already ready. You've designed several. Which one do you think satisfies you?"
Glasses took out a stack of octavo-sized drawings.
Not to mention that the painting of the glasses is pretty good, the design is also pretty good, and he has quite a bit of design talent.
Wan Feng flipped through two of them and his eyes stopped on the third drawing.
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