A Lucky Coin

On the first day of the junior high school, I sat in the rest area and listened to a few teachers talking about the car. They talked during the break every day, but among the young employees who would like to sit here, probably only the first day of the school.

The other young people went to the back door of the factory to smoke and brag.

He didn't like talking in the first year of the junior high school, and he didn't like to brag. After all, there are real people around him. If Uncle Yan really blows, he can cover up the cows at night during the day.

He also likes to listen to the teacher talks, most of the time they talk about cars or car repairs, it sounds more interesting than class.

"Did you want to buy a car on the first day of junior high school?" Master Liu asked.

"Just think about it." Chuyi smiled.

"You are going to buy a car then, call me," Master Liu said, "I'll help you see it."

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

"He is going to be in another two years, and his level may not be worse than you," Master Wang said with a smile, "Among the young people, he is the most diligent."

"That's true," Master Liu took a cigarette, "I have been here for half a year, and now I have no problem getting a car by myself."

"There are still some," said the first day of the new year, "but no, I don't understand or worry about it, you are there."

"This kid." Master Wang listened very well, and patted him on the shoulder.

After chatting for a while, a car came over, and Chu went over to work, but was stopped by the supervisor who happened to come.

"On the first day of the junior high school, just looking for you," the supervisor beckoned, "Come on, I have something to ask you."

"Good." The first day of the day followed the supervisor into the next office.

Although he has been working here for a year, all the colleagues and leaders nodded to his performance, but every time he was called into the office alone, he was still nervous.

I always feel that if I didn't do a good job, or someone told him something bad behind his back, the leader was in trouble with him.

Just as Yan Hang said, his problem probably won't get better in this life.

"That's it," the supervisor poured him a glass of water. "Today, a student from your school came to apply for an auto repair job. As you know, generally, the students from your school are recommended by teachers. The three of you came over last year. It was recommended by Teacher Wang."

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

"Today this classmate was in Chezhidao before. Now I want to come over. I talked to him. The professional is still good," said the supervisor. "But there is no recommendation. I just want to ask, do you know this classmate?"

"We, I'm the worst in this class, and I don't even know much."

"This classmate is called Su Bin," the supervisor said.

Looking at the supervisor on the first day of junior high, he was a little surprised: "Su Bin?"

"Yes, is it your classmate?" the supervisor asked.

"A dormitory," said the first day.

Su Bin was in the road of the car before. No one knows about this. You don’t know. I don’t know. Only the car knows... But it was only then that the first day of the junior high school suddenly reacted. Why did Su Bin Knowing that he beat Li Xiao, should he meet people there?

"How is he?" the supervisor asked.

They didn't answer immediately on the first day of the first year of the junior high school. They were very good at auto repair shops, and it was not easy to get in. Newcomers like them had to rely on recommendations. His answer directly affected whether Su Bin could enter the factory.

In fact, his answer does not need to be considered. Of course, Su Bin does not want to enter the factory. No matter how strong his professionalism is and his character, it is a trouble to come in, especially if he gives Su Bin a positive answer, and Su Bin will make it later. Anything will be counted in the head of his "recommended person".

He didn't think so much and so far before, probably after staying with Yan Hang for a long time, he learned to think about things.

What he has to consider now is how to come up with this negative answer.

However, his way of speaking is still too shallow compared to Yan Hang, and in such a few seconds, he really can't think of any particularly perfect statement.

So I still used my own expression.

"He comes, I will leave." said the first day.

The supervisor was stunned and looked at him: "A contradiction?"

"Yes." Chu nodded.

"Personal conflict or... something else?" the supervisor asked.

"Personality." said the first day.

"Oh," the supervisor thought for a while, and patted his arm, "I see, you can go ahead."

"Hmm." Chu Yi turned and left the office.

Cool!

Very cool!

Although it has been a long time since this matter, he no longer cared about it a long time ago, and Su Bin didn't have any influence on him, but he still felt very happy when he reported the "black situation" just now.

Brother Gou takes revenge, it is not too late for ten years!

But when he got home from work at night, he was a little unsure.

Followed Yan Hang in the kitchen all the time: "Does the supervisor think that my character is bad?"

"No." Yan Hang said while cutting vegetables.

"Do you think I have a conspiracy?" He asked again.

"No." Yan Hang replied.

"That would..." He wanted to continue to ask, Yan Hang turned around and pressed the back of the knife to his mouth. He stopped talking and looked at the knife to his eyes.

"No, no, no," Yan Hang said. "You have been there for so long, and you have been working hard every day. You have never complained and made no mistakes. Everyone's evaluation of you is honest and serious, right?"

"Yeah." The first day of the day responded.

"You didn't say much about Su Bin's problems, and you didn't add fuel and jealousy to various descriptions," Yan Hang looked at him, "You said that because of his character problems, you two have conflicts, right?"

"Yeah." The first day of the new year continued.

"So no no no no no no no," Yan Hang took the knife away, "don't think about it anymore, or I'll put your mouth on it in a while."

"Good." Chuyi smiled.

Uncle Yan is sitting in the living room waiting for dinner, sitting on the sofa with a pen and paper in his hand, writing and drawing.

At this time, he was thinking about opening a small shop and let Cui Yi invest in him. Cui Yi said that the investment was fine, but he had to write a feasibility report.

Originally thought that Uncle Yan would not accept such a request, but he did not expect that he did not refuse, and started to write back and forth with pen and paper every day for several days.

I don't know if anything has been written.

Uncle Yan never went to school, but he read a lot of books. Although he wrinkled his eyebrows every day, he kept writing. This made the first year of junior high school very curious. I especially wanted to see what Uncle Yan wrote.

Not to mention the feasibility report, something that sounds high-level. He couldn't write his year-end work report, so he asked the illiterate Yan Hang to write it for him.

"How's it going?" Yan Hang asked when he prepared the meal.

"I can give it to him tonight," Uncle Yan nodded, "Although there are not many words, the content is very comprehensive. If you have time, you can help me translate another English copy for him."

"...You two played with you two," Yan Hang said, "don't drag me, I'm busy every day."

Uncle Yan glanced at the first day.

"I translate?" asked the first day.

"You translate a fart, did you translate the pinyin for me?" Uncle Yan said, "He said he is busy as a dog. I will see if the dog is busy."

"Busy." Chu Yi nodded sincerely.

"Then just give it in Chinese," Uncle Yan said, "Go to the Wenyin shop at the door and send him a fax."

"What?" Yan Hang turned to look at him.

"It's more formal," said Uncle Yan, "I don't have an electronic version, or I can send him an e-mail...but a fax is fine. I also drew our company's logo."

"Do you really want to open a store?" Yan Hang asked.

"Yes." Uncle Yan nodded.

"...All right," Yan Hang sat down at the table, "eat."

After eating, Uncle Yan really went to the text printing shop at the gate of the community to send a fax.

"He wrote, what did he write?" asked the first day of the month, "did you read it?"

"I didn't look at it," Yan Hang said, "I just glanced at it. There are two pages of paper. The writing is as big as a dollar. What can I write? I feel that they are idle."

"Uncle Cui, no, it's not free." said the first day.

"He is not busy, he is so busy, he must have some fun for himself," Yan Hang said, "Look at the feasibility report written by the illiterate, grab a flowerpot with the illiterate, make an appointment with the illiterate..."

"...You," Chu Yi patted Yan Hang's hand, "Okay."

"Hey," Yan Hang fell on the sofa, "I haven't had an appointment yet."

"It's a pity," said the first day.

"Yeah." Yan Hang nodded.

"Do you have, do you have an appointment?" asked the first day.

Yan Hang sighed: "No."

"I have." said the first day.

"...Fuck!" Yan Hang kicked him.

The first day of the new year laughed: "Whoever gets up first, who gets his head off."

"You are really getting annoying day by day," Yan Hang sighed, "I miss the milk dog in the past very much, it is very painful."

He didn't speak on the first day of the new year, turned around and threw himself on him, buried his face in his shoulder and rubbed: "No, you don't like me anymore."

"No," Yan Hang hugged him, "Occasionally nostalgia, the dog has grown up."

"Well," he rubbed again on the first day, "you are old."

"I told you I'm eighty, and when my fucking wants you, I just raised my hand, do you know?" Yan Hang slapped him on the back.

I didn't speak on the first day of the new year, and buried my face for a long time.

Uncle Yan's "feasibility report" was very effective. I sent a fax to Cui Yi's office yesterday, and Cui Yi came over today with a fax when I got off class.

"Where is Yan Zhiyuan?" Cui Yi asked when he entered the door.

"I'll come here in a while," Yan Hang said, "I can't make the meal. Uncle Cui will eat here today?"

"Yes." Cui Yi took a seat on the sofa.

After sitting for a few minutes, Uncle Yan came over.

The door was opened for him on the first day of the new year. As soon as he entered the door and saw Cui Yi, he immediately turned around and walked out: "Hey, why is Cui here..."

"I usually look at a shameless person," Cui Yi rushed at the door, "Why did you run away suddenly now?"

"Are you here to Cengfan?" Uncle Yan walked back again.

"Talk about your feasibility report." Cui Yi took out two pieces of paper from his pocket.

"How is it?" Uncle Yan sat down on the chair and smiled.

"Hello, dear Lawyer Cui," Cui Yi began to read to the paper, "The weather is good today."

Sitting on the bay window, Yan Hang couldn't laugh, he listened very seriously, "This is writing, writing letters?"

"You give me two hundred thousand," Cui Yi continued, "I can open a shop, and this shop will definitely make money. No matter how much money you make, I will share half of you."

"Is it very sincere?" Uncle Yan asked.

"Yes." Chu nodded.

"If you can't do it anymore," Cui Yi glanced at them, "I will give you two sons. They work well, and they are expected to make a lot in the future. You can take away their salary cards... …"

"Fuck me," Yan Hang collapsed on the bay window with a smile, "Daddy, this is."

The first day of the new year sighed.

Cui Yi finished reading the "report", which was quite short, because Uncle Yan's words were as big as each match, and in the end he wrote this tribute far away with a signature, and it was still in the upper left corner of the paper. A sign is drawn in the lower right corner.

Based on the similarity between this logo and the finger pendant on Yan Hang's neck, it can be basically judged that this logo directly used the original "design drawing".

"All right?" Uncle Yan asked.

"Okay." Cui Yi nodded, took a card from his pocket and put it on the table, "200,000, the two sons belong to me temporarily, and then return them in batches according to the monthly dividend."

"Thanks." Uncle Yan took the card and put it in his pocket.

Uncle Yan’s report was a cramp, but the store was not a cramp. After eating, he and Cui Yi went to the balcony and chatted for a long time.

"What kind of shop do you open?" asked the first day.

"Never told me," Yan Hang said, "but I can almost guess it. He has always wanted to open a bookstore."

"Bookstore?" The first day of the month was stunned.

To be honest, the aura of Uncle Yan's whole person is not close to the bookstore at all.

"Well," Yan Hang smiled, "My dad likes to read books, he reads a lot of books, he reads more than I do, and he knows about Yan Shu's seven sons before he goes to school."

"Yes." Chu nodded.

"I guess I want to be more romantic," Yan Hang said, "My dad is quite romantic in his bones."

"You too." said the first day.

"It's more than you," Yan Hang glanced at him, "Anyway, I don't always give away an old man's thermos mug."

On the first day of the new year, he laughed: "I will give it, and I will give you one."

"Using it now," Yan Hang sighed, "hold it when I go to work. There is a generation gap between my colleagues and me."

"Buy a bottle, here you are." said the first day of the month.

"Go buy." Yan Hang sighed.

"Ming, tomorrow..." Halfway through the first day of the new year, the phone rang, and he jumped out of the bay window, picked up the phone and looked at it, "Chunyang."

"Zhou Chunyang!" Yan Hang glared at him.

"Hello, Chunyang?" Chuyi answered the phone.

"Zhou Chunyang!" Yan Hang shouted again.

"Will Yan Hang say hello to me?" Zhou Chunyang asked on the phone.

"He wants to fight, what about you," said the first day of the new year, "what's the matter?"

"403 party," Zhou Chunyang said, "big and small, they come over on weekends. People from other places are not allowed to bring their family members, and they can bring them locally."

"My family, family members are going to work," he glanced at Yan Hang on the first day of the new year. "He has no rest on weekends."

"Go to their store to eat." Zhou Chunyang said.

"Say go to you, eat at your place." The first day of the new year turned around and said to Yan Hang.

"Think beautifully." Yan Hang replied very simply.

"Think beautifully." Chu said again into the microphone.

"No need to repeat," Zhou Chunyang laughed, "I heard it, then it's settled. I'll go to Yan Hang and the others to eat on weekends. I'll be on time at six o'clock. I'll go to skewers after eating."

"Okay." The first day of the junior high school responded, after thinking about it, and then asking, "Do you take your family, family?"

"I have no family members." Zhou Chunyang said.

"Li..." Zhou Chunyang interrupted him before he finished speaking.

"Fart Li, he can't come back to school," Zhou Chunyang said.

"Li Geshizhou, come back on weekends, only one and a half hours, right?" said the first day.

"Have you saved your mouth on the first day of the first year?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"Maybe not, I'm saved," Chu Yi sighed, "Yan Hang has worked hard, and it hasn't been saved for so many years."

403 These few people gather once in almost two months.

In addition to the big and small, several people in the dormitory stayed in the city, but the place where the big and small went to work was very close, and they could come by more than an hour by bus.

In fact, every party is just eating and eating, even singing less, basically eating dinner first, wandering down the street for a while after eating, and then skewered into the night.

"Are you going?" asked Yan Hang on the first day.

Yan Hang is now regarded as a veteran employee in the store. He doesn’t need to stand there every day. At most two days a week, he trains new employees in the store at other times, or follows their boss to learn from other places. Old customers have to make an appointment if they want to eat what he makes.

"Go," Yan Hang said, "It's okay anyway."

"Do you want to make food?" asked the first day.

"No," Yan Hang said, "it's not just cooking for my family during working hours."

"We have been, have been detained to Cui, uncle." said the first day.

Yan Hang laughed for a long time: "If old Cui is willing, he can come and eat every day."

On the day of the party, Yan Hang asked the shop to put together a big table with two decks for them on the second floor. The first day of the junior high school and Yan Hang were the earliest ones, sitting at the deck and watching the people in the store.

Every waiter who passes by will call Yan Hang politely to call Brother Hang. This feels really wonderful, like a mountain king with his wife...No, like a mountain king with his husband... …It’s still a bit weird, like the mountain king with a dog...patrolling the mountain...

The first day of the new year sighed.

"What's the matter?" Yan Hang asked.

"No," Chuyi smiled, "Suddenly, I love you very much."

Yan Hang didn't speak, stared at him for a while, and reached out and touched his forehead.

Chuyi smiled and slapped his hand away. Li Lin walked in when he saw the store door downstairs being pushed open, but Zhou Chunyang was not seen behind him.

"Li, Li Linyi, come alone." said the first day of the day, grabbing the railing and waving his hand, Li Lin smiled and walked up.

"They are really unique." Yan Hang said.

Li Lin said hello to them and sat down: "I thought I was late."

"You are late," Yan Hang looked at the time. "It's just that they are even more late."

"You didn't, didn't you come with Chunyang?" asked the first day.

"He said it wasn't the way," Li Lin said, "I just came here by myself... Maybe he won't be able to come."

"...Oh." He took a sip of tea on the first day.

It's amazing.

Not long after Li Lin came, the few people in the dormitory came, and the group of people who would meet once in two months, they were too lazy to even say hello when they saw each other, so they sat down and started talking.

Zhou Chunyang was the last to arrive, and his face was a little depressed when he came in.

"The car crashed." He sat down and took a sip of red wine.

Li Lin immediately sat upright and turned to look at him.

"I'm fine." He glanced at Li Lin.

Li Lin didn't speak, and leaned back in the chair.

"Have you hit someone else?" Hu Biao asked.

"No," Zhou Chunyang frowned, "I don't want to say, I hit a pillar in the parking lot."

Li Lin couldn't help but laughed, and a group of people followed Quanle.

"You have been driving for a long time," Yan Hang said with a smile, "how can you hit a pillar?"

"I don't know," Zhou Chunyang said, "Is the wheelbase not adjusted properly..."

"It doesn't matter if the wheelbase is hitting, the pillars are okay," said the first day of the new year.

A few people were too happy to stop.

"On the first day of the junior high school," Zhou Chunyang looked at him, "Are we still buddies?"

"Yes." Chu nodded and stretched out a hand to him.

Zhou Chunyang reached out and shook his hand.

"I didn't have the wheelbase. I adjusted it so I hit and hit a column," said the first day of the new year. "Tomorrow you drive and we will go there. I'll show you."

"Good." Zhou Chunyang nodded.

This time the party said that they would bring their family members, but in fact, except for the first day of the junior high school and Zhou Chunyang, all the people in this group were single.

So after eating, I wandered around the street for a while, so I sighed about going to skewers.

"Go." Hu Biao waved his hand.

When a group of people walked to the barbecue restaurant, the first day of the junior high school and Yan Hang walked at the end. They had to rub their shoulders to walk, so they would not go ahead.

"Both of them," Yan Hang lifted his chins to Zhou Chunyang and Li Lin who were walking in front, "How long has it been?"

"I don't know," said the first day of the new year, "it's not right, okay? It's been a competition."

"It's more ghostly," Yan Hang said in a low voice, "I wear the couple's bracelets."

"Huh?" Chuyi glared at Zhou Chunyang and Li Lin in front of him. It was just the beginning of spring and they were all dressed quite a lot. It took him a long time to see that both of them did indeed have a black and silver bracelet on their left hands. .

It really is.

But what made him really admire was that they were all here, and when they were walking now, there was a half-foot-wide distance between them.

What kind of fun is this?

But the bracelet is pretty nice.

"Li Lin still has a ring in his hand." Yan Hang whispered again.

"The ring is a light, it's a halo." On the first day of the day, he saw a ring on Li Lin's left index finger.

"There is a C on the palm of the hand." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the junior high school, he turned his head to look at him in surprise: "How do you see it?"

"I always watch people from head to toe at a glance," Yan Hang said, "I have habitual observation. I usually look at guests in the same way. I just knew you less than a month before I knew that your back was down. There is a mole."

"Have you?" Shocked on the first day of the new year, he reached out and touched his waist, "I don't know, I don't know!"

Yan Hang gave a tut, opened his clothes with his hand down and quickly clicked into his waistband: "Here."

"Oh." Chu Yi responded in shock.

"Little mole," Yan Hang said, "It's pretty cute."

After laughing for a long time on the first day of the new year, he returned his hand and touched the place where Yan Hang had spotted it. He was so old that he really didn't know there was a mole here.

But Yan Hang knew.

When I think about it this way, it feels very strange.

"Let's go too," he leaned into Yan Hang's ear and whispered, "get one, a pair of bracelets, chains, right?"

"Is that?" Yan Hang looked at the front.

"Yeah." The first one responded.

"Gouzi," Yan Hang put his arm on his shoulder, "Do you want to wear the same as Zhou Chunyang? Or do you want to wear the same as Li Lin?"

"...Forget it," the first day of the month sighed, "We still pay, let's use love, lovers' thermos."

"I think it's OK," Yan Hang laughed for a long time, then sighed: "Should I stop engraving, I have to distinguish it from others."

"Well," the first day of the year thought for a while, "what?"

"Yours is engraved with Brother Hang's dog," Yan Hang said, "mine is engraved...the shovel officer."

well.Nodded at first.