107, the moon is the hometown of Ming

Because of the coastline and latitude in eastern Guangdong, the climate is humid all year round, and if it rains a little in this season, the sky is foggy, wet and cold mixed with melancholy, and the cold vines are attached to the air.

"Baizhou, Daxiang, aren't you going back for the Spring Festival this year?"

"No, this year is too busy, we all wrote to the family to explain. Xiong Baizhou touched the wet moisture on his head and said with a smile.

Qiao Wu's wife suddenly became ill and had to go home early in early January, Xiong Baizhou and Liu Daxiang personally sent Qiao Wu to the station.

Qiao Wu looked at the two young men, wanting to say something but didn't know where to start.

These two people are ordinary rural babies in their hometown, and they are a little naughty at most, but when they arrive in eastern Guangdong, it seems that the sleepy dragon has come out of the shallows, and the river and the sea have made a lot of weather.

First, he gathered a group of people to cleanly bulldoze the Liaodong Gang, and then he didn't stop, he left the construction site and went outside to toss, and I heard that he made a lot of money.

Xiong Baizhou has not changed much, occasionally going back to the construction site to see the villagers, always carrying some gifts in his hands; Liu Daxiang has to show off a little, and when he came back recently, he still drove a car, and some people say that this car is more expensive than Wang Songbai.

Speaking of Wang Songbai, I have to mention Wang Forsythia, this beautiful woman's time on the construction site has also decreased a lot, it is said that her man is now Xiong Baizhou, there are many rumors about Xiong Baizhou on the construction site, but Qiao Wu feels that it is not very reliable:

Some people say that Xiong Baizhou is now the gangster of the underground world of Yuecheng, and he determines life and death in one sentence;

Some people also say that Xiong Baizhou and the daughter of the owner of Henderson Land are together, so the road is so easy to walk;

The most exaggerated thing is the news that the behind-the-scenes boss of Zhou Mei Electric is Xiong Baizhou.

Qiao Wu didn't believe these rumors.

However, more and more people said it, and some people even swore that they saw Xiong Baizhou in Zhoumei Electric, Qiao Wu took the time to ask specifically: "Baizhou, some people say that you are the manager of Zhoumei Electric, is it true?"

Xiong Baizhou shook his head with a smile and took a newspaper: "I'm not, the newspaper says that the general manager of Zhoumei Electric Appliances is called Liu Qingfeng." โ€

Qiao Wu took a look: "Indeed, it is very clear in the newspaper that Liu Qingfeng, the manager of Zhoumei Electric Appliances. โ€

However, Xiong Baizhou also confessed to helping out in Zhoumei Electric, but the main work was done by others.

This answer is more in line with Qiao Wu's logic, maybe Xiong Baizhou really met a nobleman, he had the opportunity to work in a company like Zhoumei Electric, it seems that he is also very competitive, because the letter from his hometown has mentioned several times that the economic situation of Xiong Baizhou's family has improved, and Xiong Zhengjun also raised a few piglets.

"Maybe Zhou Mei's salary is very high, and Liu Daxiang's family also heard that he suddenly had some money. โ€

Xiong Baizhou's mouth is very tight, and his demeanor has not changed when he returns to the construction site, and he even drinks and blows water as before, and he still sleeps in the construction site dormitory when it is too late;

"Fifth Uncle Qiao, it's almost time, put the ticket away. Xiong Baizhou took out the ticket and handed it to Qiao Wu.

Because it was an emergency to go back this time, Qiao Wu couldn't buy a ticket, and Xiong Baizhou offered to help him buy a ticket after knowing about it.

Qiao Wu took the ticket and was moved in his heart: "I don't want to give you money, and I don't want to help you bring your luggage home." โ€

Xiong Baizhou waved his hand: "It's so the road, don't bring any luggage and specialties, Daxiang and I will send it home directly by express." โ€

"That's not cost-effective, the post office sends packages very expensive, next time let us help you bring it back, so it will save money." โ€

Xiong Baizhou was reluctant to argue more, nodded and accepted Qiao Wu's kindness, but Liu Daxiang pouted beside him: "Wait, the express price will be reduced in three years at most." โ€

Qiao Wu was expressing his gratitude in his heart, but was interrupted by Liu Daxiang and retorted unhappily: "Jing said big words, how old are you, can you set the price of the express delivery?"

Liu Daxiang smiled "hehe" and looked at Xiong Baizhou: "I can't make a decision, but someone can make a decision." โ€

"Let's go. Xiong Baizhou saw two young people coming over and said suddenly.

"Brother Xiong, I'll carry it. The two young men walked up quickly and took the initiative to take their luggage.

"Fifth Uncle Qiao, you follow them to enter the station in advance, and let them carry your luggage for you, have a good trip. โ€

"Hey, good!"

Qiao Wu had never enjoyed the treatment of making an early pit stop, but a pair of sophisticated eyes could see that the respect for Xiong Baizhou was from the bottom of his heart.

Even, there is fear.

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"Squeak, squeak, squeak"

The wipers shook constantly, wiping the fog off the car glass one by one, but it was wet again after a while.

Xiong Baizhou sat in the passenger seat, the window was deliberately slit, and occasionally wet rainwater got into the car.

"Daxiang, if you don't go back for the Spring Festival, will you be homesick?" Seeing the train station getting farther and farther away until it became a microcosm, Xiong Baizhou suddenly asked.

Liu Daxiang's driving skills are becoming more and more proficient now, and when he heard Xiong Baizhou's question, he touched his big head, and said innocently: "Although there are parents at home, it is the first time that I have grown up and not go home for the New Year, but there are Brother Xiong and other brothers here, and I think it is similar." โ€

"Besides, I can go back after the New Year, and now I still want to stay here to help Brother Xiong. โ€

Xiong Baizhou smiled and lit a cigarette, in this drizzly atmosphere, Xiong Baizhou always felt as if his thoughts were unshackled and drifting everywhere.

My parents and sisters will appear in my mind, and the swaying hibiscus flower will appear again, and occasionally I will miss the dim noodle shop and bright face.

"Whew" Xiong Baizhou suddenly opened the window a little wider, and the cold wind swished in.

"Let you send money home on time, do it. โ€

"I send money on time. Liu Daxiang gently wiped the rain, and he could sense that his big man's thoughts were a little messy today.

"It's okay to send 800 a month, too many of them don't dare to use it, and it's not a good thing to get rich suddenly, money is fascinating. โ€

"I know Brother Xiong, I listen to you. โ€

The hardcore horse boy in front of him is worthy of complete trust, but his ability and knowledge are really not enough, and it is difficult to cultivate, but Xiong Baizhou still creates a platform suitable for them.

"In the future, you go to the four seas to help Chen Qingyun, and Zhang Hao and Wei Wu will also pass. โ€

Liu Daxiang was stunned for a moment, and drove silently, but the sadness on his face became more and more: "Brother Xiong, do you think I'm useless and want to drive me away?"

This black boy followed Xiong Baizhou several times, and he was injured and bleeding without saying a word, and now he is choking when he speaks.

"Slap" Liu Daxiang received a solid slap on the head.

"What the fuck are you thinking, Sihai Property can't just exist in Lao Cai, but it has to be a national chain property company like Liantong Express. โ€

"Lao Tzu asked you to come over to help, I just think this platform is suitable for you, what the hell can you do in Zhou Mei Electric?"

Xiong Baizhou scolded angrily.

The more Xiong Baizhou scolded, the happier Liu Daxiang became, and the snot bubbles came out: "Hey, I know, I just don't want to leave Brother Xiong, and I'm happy to drive Brother Xiong." โ€

Xiong Baizhou shook his head helplessly, took out a cigarette and prepared to light it.

Liu Daxiang glanced at it quietly: "Brother Xiong, do you want to go home?"

"Me?"

Xiong Baizhou slowly put down his cigarette, looked at the sticky drizzle outside the window, and was silent for a long time.

"Of course I think about it, the moon is my hometown Ming. โ€