Under the last touch of sunset in the early winter evening, Santana of Lao Lin turned around a lot on several roads that Lin Miao was very familiar with in his previous life, went out of the municipal government compound, from north to west, and then from west to south, first picked up Xiaoxiao from Bailifang Primary School, and then went around to the Xicheng Street Office Building, and picked up Jiang Ping to get on the bus. I used to think about the best days, and that's it, but now it's a trivial thing that can't be used every day. Xiaoxiao has been in the past few months, and it is rare to see Lin Miao after school, and she is surprised and happy, just a small change, it makes her feel as if she has won the prize, and she even talks a lot.

"Miao Miao, Teacher COSCO came to our school today, gave us a class where many people sat together, and took out your handwriting for everyone to see, we went to class for the entire second grade! There are still many students in my class, let me bring your autograph to them, even our Teacher Ma wants you to sign for her......" Xiaoxiao said very carefully.

Lin Miao smiled and asked, "Do you feel like the table is about to burst?"

"Uh-huh!" Xiaoxiao nodded heavily, the child's vanity was satisfied to an explosive degree, and he couldn't stop giggling.

This kid followed Lin Miao to the CCTV building in the capital twice, and he still hasn't really figured out what he did, and he always thought that he was just an ordinary primary school student in the second (6th) class of Bailifang Primary School, and all the good things in life were stained with the light of his father and younger brother.

And for the various changes in her recent life - for example, the place where she learned piano at night changed from the City Children's Palace to Dongou University, and the teacher who taught her changed from Zhong Chuhui to an old aunt surnamed Ye who looked at the fierce girl, and she wanted to vomit when she practiced the piano. and the person who accompanies her every day after school and waits for her father to pick him up, from the homeroom teacher Teacher Ma to Principal Jin......

All this, Xiaoxiao actually doesn't like it at all.

How can Teacher Ye be as good as Teacher Zhong, although Principal Jin is smiling, he is not as kind as Teacher Ma......

But she can't help it, the world of adults is so strange, only Miao Miao can understand it.

Since Miao Miao said that it was for her good, let's be honest and obedient......

Lin Miao heard Xiaoxiao talk about COSCO, and couldn't help but think that when she came just now, she passed by the small dilapidated wooden house in COSCO, and at a glance from a distance of ten meters, she felt that COSCO's business was indeed much better. Even if the rent around Bailifang Primary School is a little higher than elsewhere, you can find a place about the same size as his small dilapidated house, and it will only be a thousand yuan for a month, recruit one or two more students, and the cost will come back......

"Dad, when will I join the City Calligraphers Association, can I get it?"

When I didn't know how to do it before, Lin Miao, who always felt that various associations must bring together all kinds of top professionals, must have no face to make such a request. Recently, after discovering that the threshold of various associations is actually not so high, Lin Miao is a little nervous. Titles, in fact, are not afraid of much at all. As long as the basic plate can be stabilized, the icing on the cake is the more the merrier.

Lao Lin didn't take the title of the Calligraphers Association in his eyes at all now, and agreed without thinking about it: "Okay, I'll call Lao Zhu of their association when I get home, and ask him to send his membership card over in a few days." ”

Lin Miao nodded.

Yes, make a phone call, send me your membership card, and you're done. In the future, Lao Lin will be more developed, and his tentacles will reach to higher places, Lin Miao wants to join various provincial associations, and it is estimated that the procedures will become almost as convenient as joining various associations at the municipal level now - just make a phone call to the main person in charge of the association. As for Lao Lin himself, it is more likely that the other party will first wishful thinking, first cut and then complete all the procedures, and then politely ask Mr. Lin if he is willing to appreciate his face, just wait for Mr. Lin to nod, and immediately warmly welcome Mr. Lin to become a part of them.

The way of man, the loss is not enough to give more than enough.

Lin Miao hadn't figured out for a long time, how to turn over and be the master, and now seeing Lao Lin being forced to accept all kinds of honors and the practical benefits brought by honors, he suddenly became enlightened.

In ancient times, those who were lifted in the middle of the lift, once admitted, there were countless neighbors and relatives with land deeds and house deeds to come to work, although the times have changed, it is impossible for this dynasty to have similar tax avoidance loopholes, but what happened to Lao Lin that Lin Miao saw, how much difference is there from the scene hundreds of years ago?

It didn't cost much money to open Jianghai House, and Jiang Yang won the big project on Hubin Road. Tianyuan Culture spent less money, and it attracted a group of top cultural and creative talents in the country. And the essence behind this is that a large group of people who have nothing but one life and nothing else hope to hold Lao Lin and the interest group represented by Lao Lin in order to obtain even a little bit of the right to eat at the table. For this reason, even if you pay some blood and sweat by yourself first, and fatten the old forest for nothing, you will not hesitate.

Santana drives past West Side Street.

Outside the Mingyue Community, a truck carrying construction waste is slowly driving away.

Jiang Ping was full of joy when she saw it, it was moved down from her own house that was being renovated.

Further back, Keqin's Xicheng Restaurant has been completely demolished.

In the open space, the workers who laid the foundation were sweating and finishing work.

It was just dark, and the street lights on the side of the street were on at the same time.

Lin Miao and Wang Bin, who was standing on the side of the road supervising the work, staggered time.

Wang Bin's eyes lit up, and although the car blinked away, he couldn't help but wave his hand at the butt of the car.

Wen Zhonghua, who came over after school and pretended to be forced, couldn't help but ask strangely: "Mr. Wang, who are you greeting?"

Wang Bin smiled: "The boss's boss, the car just drove in front of me. ”

"Then why don't you stop for a while, you have greeted him, and the big boss is too faceless, right?" Wen Zhonghua said with a smile.

"I'm a working boy, can I have a fart face?" Wang Bin said very calmly, raising his hand to look at the time, "It's not early, I have to go to class after dinner, you should leave quickly." ”

"I'll go with you again, I'll go with you!" Wen Zhonghua was eager to try.

Wang Bin scolded with a smile: "Are you so bad at writing? You don't study well during the day, and you have to go to night school with Lao Tzu at night? Is your brain kicked by a donkey?" ”

Wen Zhonghua said: "For a mother's book, my key is to go to the boss!"

Wang Bin shook his head and had nothing to say about this thing.

At this moment, across the road, a black dwarf walked hurriedly.

Seeing this, Wen Zhonghua hurriedly straightened his waist and shouted: "Mr. Jiang!"

"Hmm. Jiang Yang nodded, and said with a slightly solemn expression, "Abin, stop work tomorrow, you go with Sister Xiaohong, and complete all the procedures that have not been completed at this construction site immediately." ”

"Is something wrong?" asked Wang Bin sensitively.

Jiang Yang shook his head and frowned: "Don't ask, let the workers be careful recently, if someone comes to make trouble, we must not do it, next to it is the Xicheng Street Police Station, you should report the case." ”

"Mr. Jiang, there are so many of us, are we still afraid that people will make trouble?" Wen Zhonghua was eager to try, "Who dares to make trouble, Lao Tzu will kill him!"

Jiang Yang glanced at him unkindly: "Shut up." ”

Wen Zhonghua was immediately silent.

Wang Bin asked again: "How to calculate the wages of the workers?"

Jiang Yang said: "Half of the rest days are counted, and paid vacations are taken." ”

"Good. Wang Bin nodded.

"Then I'll leave it to you, I have a meeting in the evening, so I won't have class tonight. After Jiang Yang finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

Wang Bin smiled and asked, "Does my sister-in-law know that you are going to skip class?"

Jiang Yangyi grinned: "Get out." ”