On the night of the sea at the end of December, the temperature seemed a little cold, but the lively atmosphere diluted all the discomfort.

Chen Tao was wearing a pair of long leather boots, a knee-length coat, and slowly paced in her hand-made pocket. She looked at the situation around her and said in surprise: "Hey, the last time she came to Shenghai, there were tricycles everywhere, why didn't she see any of them today?"

"It has been banned because it affects the appearance of the city." Song Weiyang smiled.

"I still want to take a tricycle with you tonight to watch the night view." Chen Tao felt very regretful.

In the first half of this year, Shenghai still had more than 40,000 tricycles. One type was the tricycles driven by disabled people, the other type was the unlicensed tricycles driven by outsiders, and the other type was the tricycles released from prison with yellow marks. Especially in the 1998 laid-off wave, many local laid-off workers in Shenghai also chose to drive tricycles to make a living, and basically did not get a license.

This has a very headache-inducing traffic hazard, and it also affects the image of Shenghai International metropolis. The relevant departments have achieved little effect every year.

Not long ago, didn’t Shenghai hold an annual wealth meeting and then celebrate the 60th anniversary of the founding of the People’s Republic of China?

It's all done in one go!

All departments also cooperate to assist disabled people, laid-off workers, and those who have been released from prison to re-employ. They also set up freight companies to distribute freight photos in the city, turning the three-wheeled cargo trucks or vans. As an excellent company, Xifeng Company also helped to resettle part of it and absorbed it as regional delivery workers nearby.

"Hey, there are three human powers over there!" Chen Tao said happily.

Well, the government is cracking down on motorized tricycles, and human-powered tricycles are not within the scope of banning. This is a fish that is missing. It is not that the government is not managing properly, but that there are very few human-powered tricycles. Who would choose to pedal with their feet if they are motorized?

Song Weiyang helped Chen Tao get into the car. The owner was a man about 40 years old and asked with a smile: "Where are you two?"

"Store around casually." Song Weiyang said.

Chen Tao ordered: "Go to the Bund. Don't pedal too fast, just walk slowly."

The car owner was immediately overjoyed and felt that it would be worth it today. The two young people who took the car saw that they were rich, and they didn’t even talk about the fares, so they just let them hang out slowly. Afterwards, weren’t they just calling out the price?

"Are you two out-of-towners coming to travel? Do you need me to introduce the attractions?" The owner said very attentively.

"No need." Chen Tao leaned against Song Weiyang, blew the cold night wind, and looked at the night view with half-squinted eyes. She felt very comfortable.

After the tricycle started, although the speed was slow, it still brought a cold wind.

Song Weiyang took off his scarf, put it on Chen Tao's neck, and instructed: "Be careful not to catch a cold."

Chen Tao circled half of the scarf between Song Weiyang's neck, leaving the remaining half on him, and smiled and said, "One person, half."

The tricycle swayed to the Bund, which was even more lively. From time to time, you can see foreigners who were having fun at night. There were even loud music from the outdoor karaoke even from a distance.

Chen Tao pointed to the other side of the river: "Last time I came to Shenghai, Jinmao Building was still under renovation, and it was open to the public in a blink of an eye."

"Yes, time flies so fast." Song Weiyang said.

The Jinmao Building in 1999 was simply a flock of people, because there were low houses and construction sites everywhere, and you could see them at a glance several kilometers away.

Chen Tao suddenly shouted: "Master, stop!"

Song Weiyang didn't ask about the car money and took out 100 yuan: "No need to look for it, thank you."

"No thanks, no thanks." The owner's face smiled like a flower.

Chen Tao pulled Song Weiyang to the riverside, held the railing and said, "It would be great if it snowed now. The snowflakes were flying among the thousands of lights. We were walking towards the snowflakes. The scene must be very romantic!"

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "On New Year's Day night next year, I will accompany you in the northern city, and you will definitely see snowflakes."

"Then I agreed, I want to build a snowman." Chen Tao was very happy tonight, as if she had turned into a teenage girl again.

At this moment, a young girl came over and took the camera and said, "Well, can you help take a picture?"

"Of course." Song Weiyang said.

"This is a point-and-shoot camera, you can just press the shutter." The young girl was afraid that Song Weiyang would not be able to take pictures, so she gave a special reminder, then quickly ran back to her original position, hugging a young handsome guy with scissors hand.

"Click!"

"Click!"

Song Weiyang transformed into a photographer and kept directing the two to change positions, and soon reimbursed the other party's half-roll of film.

When the young couple left, Chen Tao smiled and said, "Let's take a few photos too."

"Okay." Song Weiyang said, holding Chen Tao's hand.

A photographer in a military coat was sitting in front of a roadside stall. When he saw them coming, he immediately said, "Take photos and take photos for three days."

"Can you get it today?" Chen Tao asked.

The photographer said: "Then you have to bring your own Polaroid camera."

Song Weiyang took out 100 yuan: "Change new film and we wash it ourselves."

"It's not enough. A photo costs ten yuan, and a roll of film can take three or four hundred yuan." The photographer said.

"Are you robbing money?" Chen Tao said with a smile.

"It's a century, everything is expensive these days," said the photographer.

Song Weiyang is already the second richest man in China. He is still in a mood to be petty with the hawkers. He took out another 100 yuan and said, "200 yuan, if you like to take pictures, it won't work, let's change to other families."

"Forget it, you should wash your own film anyway, just treat me as a discount for you." The photographer said with a smile.

Chen Tao immediately snuggled in Song Weiyang's arms, and said with scissors, "Let's start."

After taking a picture, Song Weiyang hugged Chen Tao from behind and taught her to make love on her chest. After that, the more she took pictures, the more intimate Chen Tao completely let go. Finally, she even hugged and kissed each other, feeding the photographer a lot of dog food.

Chen Tao carefully packed the film, dragged Song Weiyang all the way, and stopped in front of an open-air karaoke stall.

The stall was already full of people, and a pair of young people were singing love songs duet. The cardboard next to it also read "A song costs 30 yuan, 100 yuan to sing four songs". Sure enough, everything has increased in the past few days.

"You go and pay the fee." Chen Tao is the little princess today and is only responsible for command.

Song Weiyang handed over 100 yuan, but he still had to queue up. The two of them were not anxious, and stood by and listened quietly, and laughed and applauded when others finished singing.

But soon they couldn't laugh. Some middle-aged men and women sang to death. Su Rui was stunned when she came, and she ran out of tune and ran to outer space. The tourists around the Karaok stall dispersed in an instant, which made the stall owner regret collecting the money from these two people.

It was finally Song Weiyang and the others' turn, and Chen Tao asked: "Boss, do you have the tapes for "Those Flowers"?"

"No, that song is too unpopular," said the stall owner.

Song Weiyang pointed to the guitar that no one had used and said, "I'll accompany you."

Song Weiyang learned the basic chord techniques of guitar from Nie Jun in the dormitory, and later learned from Lin Zhuoyun, and now he can barely take advantage of it.

"That laugh reminds me of my flowers, blooming quietly for me in every corner of my life. I thought I would always be by her side. Today we have left in the vast sea of ​​people..."

Song Weiyang accompanied the music quietly and Chen Tao hummed softly. Although both of them were amateur, the effect of the open-air singing was particularly wonderful. After a song was sung, applause was heard around him, and some people even asked what song it was.

Chen Tao sang more and more vigorously, and said to the stall owner: "Boss, "Intimate Lover"!"

Song Weiyang's facial muscles twitched, and he subconsciously thought that a certain advertisement would be healthier to wash.

"Microphone, catch it!" Chen Tao threw it casually, frightening the stall owner to the point of wanting to catch it.

After singing four songs and four songs, everyone behind the queue was urging them. Chen Tao was in a good mood and pulled Song Weiyang away. After walking for a while, he ran to have a midnight snack. They were half drunk, and finally returned to Chen Tao's house in a taxi.

"I'm so happy today!" Chen Tao took off his boots and threw the coat on the sofa.

Song Weiyang said: "You go and take a shower first. I will pour you a glass of water, and drink water to sober up after taking a shower."

"I'm not drunk, I won't take a shower," Chen Tao's tone was a little scoundrel, his face was flushed and his eyes were full of spring. He hooked Song Weiyang's neck and said, "Don't talk, kiss me!"

Song Weiyang was also three points drunk, so he hugged him and kissed him in the living room, which was so dark that it was so dark that it was so dark that it was finally hugged Tao Zheng, who was not dressed, to the bedroom.

"What are you looking for?"

"You have prepared condoms before, where have you put them?"

"I didn't have time to buy it, don't wear it tonight."

"oh."

"Hurry up, I want it!"

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Chapter completed!