"Yes, Zhan Beiqin, the name sounds outstanding. Listen to the names in the countryside, like Erzhu, Goudan, and others..."
Ren Rongzheng didn't want to listen to her nagging, so he took her little notebook and saw these three words on it.
Zhan Beiqin, three very clear words.
It’s exactly the same name as Zhan Beiqin, whom she assassinated in the 21st century.
"Didn't you just say you had a picture of him? Give it to me right now."
Ren Rongzheng's sudden reaction scared Wang Po, and she quickly took out a photo of Zhan Beiqin and gave it to her.
When she saw his photo, her heart skipped a beat.
This... isn't this Zhan Beiqin Benqin?
What's going on? Isn't this the 1980s? How could there be a Zhan Beiqin in this era?
"Did you fall in love with him at first sight?" Seeing Ren Rongzheng's stunned expression, Wang Po's eyes almost died of laughter. "Such a promising young man, so handsome, what girl wouldn't like him?"
Ren Rongzheng stared at his photo, entranced. What was going on? Double penetration?
But she was wearing the body of a woman with a different name and surname, and a different appearance, while Zhan Beiqin was wearing the body of a person with the same name and surname as him, and who looked the same?
Or is it a parallel universe, and he just happens to exist in this universe?
She couldn't figure it out no matter how hard she tried, but she had to find out.
"Does he know that you're here to introduce me to him?"
"Know."
"He knows that I'm infertile and that Jiang Linhai broke off my engagement?"
"He and Battalion Commander Jiang were comrades in the same battalion, so he must know."
Does that mean he agrees? OK!
"I've chosen this man, Mrs. Wang. Please tell him to hurry up and complete the marriage approval procedures."
This tone is quite strong.
"I know, my girl. I'll do it right away." The bright smile on Wang Po's face became even brighter. As she ran out, she kept muttering beautifully, "Another success! I'm so happy!"
After Wang Po left, Ren Rongzheng looked at Ren Naiyao and said, "Dad, you don't have to feel ashamed. I've already married myself off. You can prepare for the next two days. The dowry I want is not much, only three thousand yuan."
In this era, people with an annual income of 10,000 yuan account for less than 3% of the national population, and her father, Ren Naiyao, is among this group of people, which is considered a wealthy man in this era.
"How much did you say?!"
"Three thousand yuan? Why don't you want to take my life and your father's life?"
When they heard this number, Ren Naiyao and Liu Lanying's eyes almost popped out and they reacted extremely violently.
"Rebellious son, how could the Ren family raise a rebellious son like you!"
"that is……"
“…”
"Mom and Dad, please don't be angry. Sister, please don't say anything angry..."
Ren Rongzheng didn't bother to pay attention to what the family of three said. He quickly packed up the original owner's things, put the bag on his back, and turned around to look at them.
"I want a dowry of three thousand yuan, not a cent less. You keep saying that our Ren family is a well-known and influential family, so let's all be respectful and not go to court over such a small sum. Okay, hurry up and prepare it, I'll come get it before the wedding."
After saying that, Ren Rongzheng strode out, got on the bicycle parked in the yard and rode away in a leisurely manner.
She had already forgotten all the words that Ren Naiyao and Liu Lanying used to scold her when they chased her out of the house, and let them scold her as much as they wanted.
Ren Rongzheng rode on his bicycle, basking in the spring breeze and humming a little tune. It was so comfortable!
When she arrived in the city, she pawned the valuables she had taken from home and got 1,068 yuan.
After exchanging the money, I had a nice meal and then went shopping in some busy shops.
She wasn't just wandering around; she was looking for business opportunities.
Three thousand yuan is a huge sum of money. I am relying on the fact that the original owner is from a wealthy family. If I don’t start a business, am I really going to give it to a man?
But she needs to think carefully about how to start her business.
Looking at the sky, it was already afternoon. After leaving Ren's house, she had nowhere to stay tonight, so it would be a waste to spend money to stay in a hotel.
She kept the money for her own benefit.
So she asked for directions to the army, firstly because she wanted to find a place to stay at night, and secondly because she was really curious about Zhan Beiqin in this era.
"Hello, soldier. I'm Ren Rongzheng, the fiancée of your deputy political commissar. Could you please let me know? I have something very important to discuss with him, and it's urgent."
After arriving at the gate of the military area, Ren Rongzheng spoke politely to the sentry.
Ren Rongzheng was quite famous in the army. She and Jiang Linhai were about to get married, but she was broken off the engagement and then she committed suicide by jumping into the river.
The military leaders severely criticized Jiang Linhai for this matter, and he is still in the solitary confinement room.
So soon, she found their deputy political commissar again?
"Okay, Miss Ren, please wait a moment. The signalman will pass on the message right away." The sentry didn't want to ask too many personal questions.
"Thanks."
A few minutes later, the communications soldier told her that she could go in, and Ren Rongzheng followed the communications soldier into the military area.
At a glance, the soldiers shouting slogans on the training ground are all full of fighting spirit, which makes people excited.
"Ms. Ren, this is the office of our Deputy Political Commissar Zhan."
"Is he in there now?"
"Yes."
After confirming that Zhan Beiqin was inside, Ren Rongzheng's heartbeat suddenly quickened, even though she had traveled to the 1980s and had completely changed her appearance.
However, when she thought that in this time and space, there actually existed a person with the same appearance and name as the one she had assassinated in the 21st century, she became inexplicably nervous.
She gently pushed the door open and saw a man sitting in a wheelchair opposite her. She imagined that he must be busy at his desk, dressed in formal attire.
But at this moment, he was facing away from the door, with his wheelchair in front of the window. Although his face could not be seen, it was clear that he was looking at the scenery outside. Wasn't he busy?
"Excuse me, is this Zhan Beiqin?" Ren Rongzheng called out his name directly. "Hello, I'm Ren Rongzheng, the future wife that Wang Po introduced to you."
After hearing this, he moved his hands from his legs to the wheels of the wheelchair, turned the wheelchair and turned around.
The moment his eyes met his, Ren Rongzheng's heart tightened, as if it was being squeezed hard by a pair of hands.
Exactly the same, really exactly the same as Zhan Beiqin of the 21st century, even the cold and stern look he gave her was the same.
"Rumo, do you think you can kill me?"
These were his words to her after the bullet from her pistol had pierced his chest.
She still remembers that bloodthirsty, sinister, conceited and contemptuous look.
So when he saw Zhan Beiqin's eyes at this moment, Ren Rongzheng seemed to have returned to the night in his previous life when he tried to assassinate him, and he couldn't help but shudder.
"Ren Rongzheng? Are you my future wife?"
When Ren Rongzheng was panicking, Zhan Beiqin spoke. His voice made her heart tighten again. Even his voice was the same.
So is he a time traveler like her? Is he really Zhan Beiqin from the 21st century?
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