The great era, 1994, the belt is getting wider and I don’t regret it anymore. Isn’t Wenwen Township a hero? Wu Qihua is short of money? There is definitely no shortage!

There are two reasons why newspaper reporters in the 1990s had a distinguished status: First, as the main information media at that time, newspapers had a lot of energy; secondly, for example, if the editor of "Guangdong Daily" had good writing skills, he might be

Was transferred to be a secretary to a certain leader.

So Wu Qihua went on a business trip, took photos in his camera, recorded information in his notebook, and filled his pockets with red envelopes. These money were all used to stop the mouth of the "Uncrowned King". Wu Qihua followed the trend and took it with peace of mind.

However, Wu Qihua didn't quite understand Zhou Mei Electric's clean family background.

Wu Qihua had finished talking about this, and Xiong Baizhou could only reveal the real reason: "Brother Ang, Zhoumei Electric has just started, so I don't dare to expect to meet any noble people, but I also hope to make a few more friends. Wu

With my status as a middleman, I can make my younger brother look good."

After hearing this, Wu Qihua felt that it was reasonable. Everyone in the world was interested in profit. They gave gifts out of thin air without asking for anything. They always felt uneasy about receiving them.

Now that Xiong Baizhou had made the request, Wu Qihua felt that everything could be explained and he was not disgusted.

"I also see that Brother Xiong has the ability to open a store at such a young age, and the marketing is also good. In the past two days, many readers have sent letters asking about Zhoumei Electric's background," Wu Qihua said with a smile.

"Thanks to Angkor's guidance from behind." Although the advertising design was all Xiong Baizhou's own idea, it does not prevent Wu Qihua from wearing a hat at will.

Wu Qihua was polite, but finally declined: "Introducing a few friends, then there is no need to move the color TV to my house. I already have a color TV at home, so I will install it in the living room."

"That's okay, this one can be placed in the bedroom, so you and your sister-in-law don't have to fight for the remote control to watch TV." Xiong Baizhou always has a way to deal with it.

"This is indeed a good suggestion. There will be no need to quarrel with my wife over watching TV in the future," Wu Qihua thought to himself.

The hesitation on Wu Qihua's face flashed away, but was caught by Xiong Baizhou, who immediately urged: 'Brother Ang, it's almost 8 o'clock now, please work overtime another day.'

"Then I'll just accept it. At worst, I'll call this little guy if I have some entertainment later." Wu Qihua made up his mind.

"Okay, you're welcome then. I'll go pack my bag."

"Don't worry, there is still a little thing to trouble Angkor here. Tomorrow, I want to change Zhou Mei Electric's advertisement to this picture, and the title will be changed to "Guangdong City Old Man Happily Buys Zhou Mei Electric's Color TV"."

At this time, portrait rights are still empty talk, and Xiong Baizhou is not worried about others suing him for infringement.

Wu Qihua took the photo and looked at it twice: "No problem, but it will be on the afternoon page. The news will be out tomorrow morning."

"Okay, any page will do. Once this page is finished, we will replace it with the original advertisement." Xiong Baizhou only needs to be able to see the newspaper.

Wu Qihua's home was not far from the newspaper office. Liu Daxiang moved the color TV to his house. When Xiong Baizhou was about to leave, Wu Qihua and his wife persuaded Xiong Baizhou to stay for dinner and looked very determined.

Originally, Political Commissar Xiong planned to have dinner with his "little brothers" in the evening, to check whether they had made any progress in their thinking, and to admire the beauty of Wang Damei, but these things had to be postponed for a while.

As the saying goes, people cannot help themselves when they are in the arena.

Taking a moment, Xiong Baizhou quietly said to Liu Daxiang: "As soon as the wine is gone, you can pour it without saying a word."

Wu Qihua's wife seemed to be a teacher, and her cooking skills were also good. After the dishes were ready, she went to watch TV by herself. She seemed to be a very traditional woman, but Xiong Baizhou still had to show off and shouted politely: "

Sister-in-law, let’s have dinner together and let me offer you a glass of wine.”

Wu Qihua waved his hand and said: "Leave her alone, let's drink ours."

Liu Daxiang is a very straightforward person. He will listen 100% to everything Xiong Baizhou says. He fully implements the principle of "pour the wine when it's gone". After drinking a bottle of liquor in a few times, Xiong Baizhou was a little drunk, and Wu Qihua was almost the same.

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"Brother, although many people envy my job, in fact, this is not the career I want." Wu Qihua said something that was on his mind. Appropriate mention of insignificant concerns in this kind of conversation can quickly shorten the distance between two people.

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"What exactly does Angkor want to do?" Xiong Baizhou asked following the words.

"What I want to do is advertising design, but writing work is still too boring..."

Originally Wu Qihua was just talking about some minor worries to add a little fun to the conversation, but he couldn't bear it and Liu Daxiang poured wine as hard as he could, and finally passed out drunk on the table.

Xiong Baizhou and Liu Daxiang then said goodbye and left.

"Brother Xiong, what did this four-eyed boy mean when he was drunk?"

"It's not interesting. It's just a literary young man who starts to pursue his ideals after living a worry-free life."

"What is a literary youth?" Liu Daxiang discovered a new term.

Xiong Baizhou looked up at the moon in the sky, which was bright and flawless, and said, "Maybe I am too."

"Brother Xiong is a literary and artistic young man, so I, Liu Daxiang, must be the same."

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Back at the construction site, it was almost 10 o'clock, but Xiong Baizhou still asked Liu Daxiang to call all those people out for another drink, including Wei Wu, who was still recovering from his injuries.

The meal was lively, but Xiong Baizhou felt that the drunkenness in his mind was getting heavier. Taking advantage of a moment of clarity, Xiong Baizhou arranged: "Tomorrow Chen Qingyun and Sheng Yuanqing will accompany me on a business trip to Xin'an Province. Daxiang, you go pick up Yuan Qing."

mission.”

After saying that, Xiong Baizhou stood up unsteadily.

"Brother Xiong, where are you going? Let me help you." The younger brothers were all concerned.

"You all sit down, I'm going to find Wang Lianqiao, what are you going to do?" Xiong Baizhou cursed.

After hearing this, these young people started laughing and doing it again. Among them, Sheng Yuanqing was the most excited. He has never been to other places except for working in eastern Guangdong.

Although he was drunk, Xiong Baizhou still touched Wang Lianqiao's community, and the security guard naturally did not dare to let him in.

"I am the man who owns the most beautiful woman in this neighborhood. Go and verify it." Xiong Baizhou said this intermittently drunkenly.

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Lianqiao hurried over wearing slippers, and it seemed that the security guard had actually been notified. This shows that everyone has the same ability to discern beauty.

"You are going to die, drink so much." Wang Lianqiao felt a little distressed.

"Help me in," Xiong Baizhou waved his hand.

Wang Lianqiao carefully helped Xiong Baizhou up and reminded him as he walked: "Slow down, there are steps."

Several security guards looked at each other, wondering why this beautiful woman had a partner.

On Wang Lianqiao's bed, Xiong Baizhou lay down regardless of his image.

Xiong Baizhou was not light, and Wang Lianqiao was so sweaty that she had to find a pair of pajamas to change out of.

When Wang Lianqiao was about to take off his clothes, he suddenly remembered that there was another person in the room, but Xiong Baizhou was already snoring lightly on the bed. Wang Lianqiao stuck out his tongue and put on pajamas in the room, but this mutton fat

With an average figure, Xiong Baizhou was not seen tonight.

Then Wang Lianqiao sat behind Xiong Baizhou, put his head on her lap, and gently pressed it with her white onion-like fingers to sober up Xiong Baizhou.

When Xiong Baizhou was half drunk and half awake, he felt that the fragrance of his body was fragrant, his forehead was delicate and smooth, and his neck was soft. He knew what was going on, but he couldn't open his eyes, and he couldn't raise his hands even if he wanted to do something bad.

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"Xiong Baizhou, did you think about me when you were on a business trip?" Wang Lianqiao suddenly asked.

"Yeah." Xiong Baizhou hummed in confusion.

Wang Lianqiao was dissatisfied and pinched Xiong Baizhou's face gently, and continued to murmur: "I miss you very much, I have dreamed about you, and I often look forward to your coming back, but it's a pity that it's not you..."

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I traveled to Jiangnan

The face that waits for the season is like the blooming and falling of lotus flowers

If the east wind does not come, the catkins of March will not fly

Your heart is like a small lonely city

The streets just like bluestone look towards the evening

The tillers are silent, the spring curtain of March is not lifted

Your heart is a small window tightly closed

Dada's horseshoe is a beautiful mistake
Chapter completed!