Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

The old legged Wang Bi stayed at home and didn't eat well or drink well. When he returned home, he waited for Yang Rui to send someone to give an order.

On this day, he waited until night, but no one came.

The next day, Wang Bi continued to wait for someone while drying his legs at home, thinking about who Yang Rui would send and what to do.

Wang Bi just randomly guessed who to send, what he was asked to do was Wang Bi's real concern.

Father Jin wanted to help Yang Rui obtain an approval document for a 50-acre land, so he was so busy that he didn't have time to visit his son in the detention center.

Wang Bi couldn't think of what he could do for Yang Rui.

The more this happened, the more anxious he was waiting.

On the third day, it was another day of waiting. At dinner time, Wang Bi relaxed a little, and the phone rang at home.

"I'm here to arrange work for you, come out." The voice on the phone had some northern accents, but Wang Bi couldn't hear it.

"You were sent by Yang Rui?" Wang Bi asked first.

"You'll know when you come out." The person on the phone didn't disclose any information.

After making an appointment, Wang Bi rode a motorcycle to the appointment.

On a side road near the city, Wang Bi saw a big truck and a young man squatting on a big rock smoking a cigarette.

"You were sent by Yang Rui?" Wang Bi asked again.

"Raise your hand, I'll search you." The young man who smoked was about the same age as Wang Bi, but he was a bit unshaven and looked rough.

Wang Bi raised his hand inexplicably, and the other party patted him from top to bottom, and then searched the motorcycle.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just afraid that you will bring a tape recorder or something. You can just call me Lao Niu. If you have anything to tell you in the future, I will usually tell you." The truck driver is Niu An from the Ruixue Group. .

Unlike the members of the Ruixue group with good academic performance, after Niu An finished the college entrance examination, he drove the Dongfeng car bought by Yang Rui and became a transport driver.

Every month, in addition to paying Yang Rui a fixed amount of money, plus car repairs and gas expenses, Niu Anzu has an income of several hundred yuan, which is not beautiful.

certainly,

Driving a big car for transportation in the 1980s was also quite hard work. At that time, there were few highways, and it was difficult to find places like rest stops. The daily food and accommodation conditions were worse than those in middle schools. If you encounter a vehicle tire blowout or even a larger accident, the trouble will be even more, often requiring a real person to find a phone on foot, and then stand by for help.

Older drivers may not necessarily know how to make money by running a large truck on Mingchu Road. These days, drivers don't have to worry about not being able to find a job, it's just the difference between earning more and earning less.

Only young people like Niu An, who are in good health and are not afraid of hardships, can persevere and make more money by running more.

However, young people often lack accumulation, and there are not many people who can afford tens of thousands of dollars to buy a car, or those who dare to borrow tens of thousands of dollars to buy a car.

If Niu An hadn't been funded by Yang Rui, he wouldn't be able to drive his big car, and part of the money earned from this big car was used to make up for Yang Rui's investment, and part of it was used to pay for the Ruixue team, which also made Niu An's feels good.

He couldn't tell the nature of the Ruixue Group, nor could he see the future of the Ruixue Group, but it felt pretty good to be in a close-knit, small and experienced organization.

This time, when he went to Tianjin to deliver goods, he also helped Yang Rui as a liaison officer by the way.

Wang Bi was startled by Niu Anzheng's set of procedures, bowed his head and said, "Does Yang Rui want me to do something illegal?"

After thinking about it, he didn't think he had much use value.

"It's not illegal, but I just want to take advantage of your ability to be a local snake." Niu An followed the script and said, "There is a student at Peking University named Geng Jian. You should make trouble for him."

"What trouble are you looking for?" Wang Bi's heart trembled when he heard that. They made trouble for Yang Rui, but a bunch of people ended up in the detention center, and they didn't know how many years they would be sentenced. The trouble that Yang Rui took the initiative to make, I don't know how big it would be.

The more Wang Bi thought about it, the more worried he became. Before Niu An could answer, he quickly said, "I won't do murder."

"Are you crazy, who told you to kill someone, really." Niu An laughed.

"That……"

"It's just looking for trouble. You hang around on the street all day, aren't you looking for trouble?"

"To what extent did you find it?"

"Look for it every day, every week, every month. In short, if you have nothing to do, go to him to trouble him, so that he has no time to bother others." Niu An then told Wang Bi about Geng Jian's characteristic information.

Wang Bi suddenly realized: "Is he making trouble with Brother Yang? This kid is really ambitious and courageous."

"Don't worry about the reason. In short, bring out your rogue temperament. Also, find a suitable reason and don't involve other people."

"Don't worry, no, definitely not."

"Don't make a fuss, just make a fuss and just bother him." Niu An explained again, put out the cigarette on the spot, got in the car, turned the key and left.

While thinking, Wang Bi got on his motorcycle and went home slowly.

If this was the past two years, he really didn't have to think about it. The street was full of idlers pulling girls' braids. He took someone on, went up and slapped someone "let you wear a hat", and when the person took it off, he slapped it back If you slap "make you take off your hat", the other party has to smile and put it back on.

However, after the severe crackdown in 1983, those who dared to do this again, or those who still wanted to do so, have already been imprisoned. Even Wang Bi or Jin Yanshi and others no longer acted so arrogantly.

In fact, Jin Yanshi and Wang Bi's group were originally more arrogant than their peers in the compound, but the result was tragic.

Although Geng Jian was a poor student with no background, in the 1980s, Peking University was his background.

"It has to be a personal grievance, and we can't cause trouble for no reason." Wang Bi quickly had an idea.

...

Yang Rui himself didn't take his old leg Wang Bi seriously, let alone Geng Jian as an opponent.

He just solved a problem casually, and made some troubles for the trouble-seekers by the way.

However, after going through busy international meetings and intense arena conflicts, Yang Rui still felt extremely tired.

After staying in the dormitory for one night, and taking a stroll around the Tang concentrated laboratory, Yang Rui's first choice was to return to the Beiyuan family area.

Most of the built houses are now occupied by people.

Now it’s not like twenty or thirty years later, few people will spend a lot of money on decoration, let alone leave it vacant for a long time to diffuse the smell after decoration.

Brand new building, equipped with the best bathroom and the best kitchen, with water supply and sewage, even the garbage does not need to be taken downstairs, there is a special garbage channel in the stairwell, the garbage can be poured in, straight down to the first floor. Cleaners are in charge of cleaning.

The community is even more clean and beautiful, with flowers, grass, and green trees. The residents who come and go are either professors and lecturers of this school, or leading cadres of that department. The atmosphere is harmonious and elegant.

For the Chinese in the 1980s, this place was even more beautiful than their dream residences, and everyone couldn't wait to live in it. Some families even moved in with three generations of ancestors in one go.

No way, the house is still too tight.

Yang Rui bought some instant noodles at the small shop downstairs, chewed dryly and returned to the room, turned on the TV, leaned on the sofa, fell asleep after eating half of a pack of instant noodles.

He is indeed mentally tired. Needless to say, he spends half of his time in English while attending international conferences, and uses his brain desperately for the other half. The so-called high-profile is like this. Others are recharging their energy and energy to stand up and ask questions, but Yang Rui only has a few minutes to think, and then he has to answer the other party's well-prepared questions, even if the answers are all in his head. It was also very tiring work.

Going to the bowling alley was originally a rest, but when something happened, Yang Rui couldn't back down.

Counting forward, some time before Yang Rui participated in the international conference, he was doing experiments desperately, and he not only did a set of big experiments-the potassium channel experiment, but also the coenzyme q10 experiment he did at home during the holidays. easy.

This meant that Yang Rui was still young and didn't have too many eyes on him, otherwise, someone would have to exclaim "Superman"!

However, the scientific geniuses in history, who can achieve results at the age of 20, are very productive. Like Euler and Gauss, Yang Rui's papers are full of brains, the number of papers he writes, the depth of research and the pioneering spirit, can't surpass those made by others. It's like copying homework takes more time and efficiency than others do homework is also lower.

Yang Rui doesn't need to worry, he will do some miracles.

In the field of science, no one really cares about miracles, that's what laymen of letters call out.

The sun was setting.

The lock was gently unscrewed.

Jing Yulan hummed and walked into the room with a bag of food.

Just as she was about to add things to the refrigerator, Jing Yulan saw Yang who was hugging the sofa cushion and snoring softly.

Jing Yulan froze for a moment, and then flashed a slight smile.

Yang Rui, who was sleeping, was ripe like an autumn grapefruit. Not only was the sofa pushed down heavily, half of him was still hanging in the air.

"You can sleep like this." Jing Yulan looked funny, but she put down her things on the spot, came to Yang Rui, twitched his shoulders, and wanted to put him back on the sofa.

Yang Rui twisted it, and sank even lower. Instead, Jing Yulan was dragged onto the sofa, and her hands were pressed under Yang Rui's shoulders.

"It's so heavy, it's pretty solid..." Jing Yulan couldn't help but blush slightly.

As if feeling a "foreign object" under his shoulder, Yang Rui turned around again, threw away the sofa cushion, and hugged Jing Yulan's waist.

Jingyu Lan Xiafei's cheeks.

...

... ()