Chapter 7, Stuffed Tanker
When talking about the name "Guan Ping", Lin Yi knew that he had seen him before, and he felt a little chilly. Later, when he was in the Special Administrative Region, he heard that he opened a security company in Xiangjiang. Although he was not as rich as a fortune, he heard that his life was pretty good.
"Aren't you promoted? Why did you retire even if you are doing well?" Lin Yi pretended to be confused and asked a point of interest.
"What's the use of promotion?" Yang Hua said, looked around, and sighed in a low voice, "There are not many people in the original class, they are no longer young, there are old people and young people, and I want to spend a few years of peace and prosperity."
"Oh, I know that I have restrained myself from hearing your tone." Lin Yi was happy to hear this.
Lin Yi didn't comment on the military affairs; but he was really worried about gold digging, but he also relaxed a lot when he heard his current tone.
"Constrain? I, Hua 100,000, need to restrain myself?" Yang Hua gulped the soju and returned to its original state.
When I took the train back to Shao City, it was almost dusk.
When he arrived at the hair salon, Lin Yi was stunned.
The decorations outside the hair salon are completely renewed, and the undried paint also exudes a pungent smell. This finished product is very satisfying to Lin Yi. He feels that it is several grades higher than the surrounding stores at once.
When entering, except for Master Guan putting tung oil on the finished wooden floor on one side, the other masters were still busy with planing wood boards or measuring the size.
"Master Guan, how long do you expect to complete it?" Lin Yi sat next to him and looked at the charcoal-burned wood floor pattern. Although it was not as good as the painted ones in later generations, it was still quite fresh and high-end today.
"I'm back. It's about eleven or two days on the first floor, and it's about two or three days on the second floor."
He looked up at Lin Yi. While Master Guan was talking, his hands did not stop. He painted the paint brush with tung oil and applied it back and forth on the wooden floor.
"You need to move in immediately on the second floor, just do it casually. Please pay more attention to the first floor." Lin Yi had his own idea about the second floor, which was to put on wallpaper, which was simple and fast.
When applying for a certificate, Brother Hua still has his own way in one acre of three-point land in Shao City. He came to meet Lin Yi in less than five days.
However, when he came, he brought someone. Lin Yi glanced at him and knew that this serious flat-headed man was Guan Ping. Compared with the past, his fierce aura was almost gone.
It was all gray, and even the shoes were inconspicuous grayish white.
How to say it, the whole person doesn’t seem to be present. I guess Lin Yi doesn’t even look at him. It seems that Guan Ping has changed a lot in the past two years.
"Brother Guan." The two met a few years ago, and Lin Yi was not very unfamiliar with him.
Guan Ping just nodded in response to Lin Yi's greeting, and the smile he showed was full of force. He might have realized that this was too unfamiliar, so he added, "It grows quite fast."
"It's still fast, it's only 174, I'm still a younger brother." Yang Hua, who was catching Lin Yi's painful foot, was making fun, exaggerated gesture with his hands.
Looking at Yang Hua ridiculing Lin Yi, Guan Ping also looked at himself, Yang Hua, and then Lin Yi, who was a shorter two, and smiled ugly again.
"I'm only over 17 years old and still have potential." Well, Lin Yi's family knows his family's affairs, and later generations grew half a centimeter, with a net height of 174.5.
Then, it is still 0.5 away from getting rid of the disabled, and 0.5.
"You should buy red peach K to replenish blood, buy some blue bottle caps to replenish bones." Yang Hua, who was swearing clouds and blew, smiled and pointed at the advertisement on the telephone pole in front.
Hearing this, Guan Ping thought about it and said, "My nephew is drinking Life No. 1, which is said to be effective."
"I still want to take donkey glue blood-enhancing pellets." Lin Yi was not angry, and he didn't believe in health products or the like.
"Your aunt is eating blood Kangbao, and she is addicted to it. She will be a bowl for two months." Yang Hua compared the big round bowl.
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Go to the SAR.
This is the first time Lin Yi has gone far since he was reborn. He is vaguely looking forward to this familiar and unfamiliar place in his heart.
When entering the waiting room, Lin Yi met a husband happily covering the train ticket and walked over to his wife and said, "It's a train with a fan."
Hearing this, his wife patted her chest and felt relieved.
When Lin Yi heard this conversation, he was surprised: Isn’t it just a green train? What’s the point of being happy about?
But after walking a few steps, Lin Yi realized that he had fallen into the misunderstanding of thinking in later generations, and subconsciously believed that green trains were the worst.
Actually, this is not the case.
Due to more than ten years of reform and opening up and the southern tour in 1992, it can be said that the spring breeze has now changed from all over the country.
Lin Yi read a newspaper not long ago and reported:
As of 1994, there are 130 million surplus labor in rural areas across the country... It is inevitable that a large amount of migrant workers' passenger flow will be generated every year, and it is predicted that it will continue to grow in the next few years.
With such a huge increase in passenger flow, all railway bureaus have a "crisis of ants on the hot pan", which makes them in a hurry.
Many newspapers now say this: look at Guangdong for passenger transport nationwide, and look at Guangzhou for passenger transport nationwide.
The report also said: In order to meet the demand of the sharply increasing passengers, Guangdong Railway decided to use some trains for cargo or livestock, and after simple modification, it will be used as passenger buses for people to travel.
This modified car is the famous tank truck of this period.
This kind of "smooth tank truck" is like its name, suffocating. During the day, it is as smooth as a sauna; at night, the temperature drops sharply, and the bones pierced by the cold air make it painful.
According to a colleague of Ming Ge's secret, every time I pick up a "tubby tank truck" like this, I must first check the lights and check them one by one to see if there are any dead people in the carriage.
Chapter completed!