Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Who is here to pick you up? Passing by, let Jean. FX" Li Yue frowned when she saw the person coming.

Huang Mao looked back, frowning the same.

At first, it was a Beijing 212, an open-top jeep. It was worn and old, but no matter how old it was, it was also a car. Back then, the police still sat in this type of car to inspect the Red Guards.

The man turned out from the driver's seat is also very distinctive.

Flared trousers and floral shirts are fashionable dresses of the era. They have been popular all over China for several years. The source is the American drama "Man from the bottom of the Atlantic"-the hottest American drama before "Prison Break". The ratings are comparable to the news broadcast.

However, even though all the young and old in China, big girls, young women, wives and wives all like to watch American TV shows, learning how to dress in American TV shows is still incompatible with this country where order is king.

The young man can ignore the eyes of outsiders during the rebellious period, but the one in front of him is obviously not the young man.

Huang Mao estimated that he should be about his age...

Thinking about it this way, a name flashed before Huang Mao's eyes: "Wang Bin".

There is no need for him to ask, Sister Zhu has already called out her name at this time: "Wang Bin, how come you are like a dog skin plaster, you stick it on and won't leave?"

This is a blatant abuse, but Comrade Wang Bin didn’t care at all. He smiled and looked at Li Yue, then at Sister Zhu, and finally at Huang Mao, and said with a smile: "Dogskin plaster is also a good thing? He can only leave after healed. What is the name of this buddy? Where does he come from? Which unit? What is the relationship with us, Li Yue?"

He asked a series of questions, but he blocked Huang Mao, and for a moment he didn't know which question to answer first.

"Wang Bin, I have nothing to do with you, don't be self-righteous!" Li Yue also grew up in Hutong. She was originally constricted in front of Huang Mao, but now she is a little angry, and she instantly becomes sharper.

Wang Bin is a person who treats bickering as fun, and he still smiled and said: "It doesn't matter how you call it, you know my name, I know your name, you say, the relationship between people, how complicated can it be."

What this said, Li Yue immediately became angry and cursed: "Wang Bin, you are a lousy mouth!"

"Smelly points are good, man, what are you afraid of? Beijing man, stinky mouths are also normal, right?" Wang Bin looked at Huang Mao and smiled: "Man, don't go to your heart when I speak. You said, I’m chatting with Li Yue, don’t tell me who you are, just listen, you don’t respond, I’m responding."

Huang Mao was speechless, he was not a quick-mouthed person, and such a conversation really couldn't get in.

In two steps, Li Yue stood in front of Huang Mao and said, "Wang Bin, where are you going back and forth, who chatted with you? Sister Zhu, let's go."

Sister Zhu understood her heart, pulled Huang Mao a hand, and was about to leave.

Wang Bin's eyes changed, he stopped the person, and said, "What's the matter, turn around with the adulterer and run? Dude, keep a name, you pry my corner, what's the matter, stealthily be a thief? Right."

Huang Mao was also young and couldn't help it for a long time. At this time, he said without hesitation: "I am Huang Mao from Huarui Lab. There is no corner for you..."

"Yeah, Huarui Lab? Doing research? Don't be another Chen Jingrun." Wang Bin patted his chest: "I'm afraid of death, I'm Wang Bin, let's get to know..."

"Don't pay attention to him, let's go." Li Yue turned her head and left.

Wang Bin originally wanted to have a good talk with Huang Mao, but Li Yue's absence, just talking with Huang Mao, would have no effect.

Therefore, Wang Bin took three steps and two steps, caught up with Li Yue, and talked together again, saying: "Don't worry, you are going home? I will see you off. I drove here and it will be there in a few minutes."

Sister Zhu took the opportunity to ridicule: "Do you know where we are going, and we will be there in a few minutes?"

"Let's chat in the car, you must feel that time flies, so it feels like a few minutes, and the place will be there." Wang Bin started talking nonsense, flowing smoothly.

Huang Mao looked inexplicably envious. He didn't know whether he was talented or not, but if he could say it like this, he really couldn't learn it.

Of course, I don't want to learn this when I have time, but I feel a little regretful if I don't have it.

Li Yue was blocked by Wang Bin. Looking at Huang Mao's expression again, she was inexplicably angry, stomped her foot, and asked, "Huang Mao, you just watched that? What are you doing here?

Huang Mao said that he was stunned, so he continued to be silly.

Wang Bin was happy and said: "Li Yue, take care of what he does, get in the brother's car, let's go out and play."

Li Yue stared at Huang Mao.

Huang Mao's neural response arc finally connected, and he cautiously said: "I'm here to invite you to dinner..."

Wang Bin said "Ouch," and said: "Dude, I have made progress, I know I have asked a girl for dinner..."

Li Yue's eyes were also bright, and she felt that Huang Mao had "growth", but her expression was still flat and asked:

"Where do you invite me to dinner?"

"Our unit had a dinner together..."

Wang Bin laughed "pouch", and bent over with an extremely exaggerated smile: "Please ask the girl to dinner at the work unit, you can really think, you can do it too."

Li Yue's expression also changed, and she cursed Huang Mao as "stupid" in her heart, not knowing what to say when.

Huang Mao was not affected by anything. He glanced at Wang Bin disgustedly, and said: "Our laboratory held a celebration banquet. It was an American buffet. The Hong Kong manager personally purchased it. I think it's very special..."

Wang Bin's laughter stopped abruptly.

Eating American food is still rare in Beijing in the era. If it is local, everyone has to guess what foreigners eat, but Beijing is different. First of all, Beijing still retains some western restaurants, such as the famous Lao Mo, which is a good place to eat Russian food. It is naturally rare for ordinary Beijingers to go, but it is cruel and not completely inaccessible. People who have never eaten Western food have always heard about Western food. This kind of thing that can and cannot be reached naturally makes the style extremely high.

Compared to going to a western restaurant to eat, there is actually a higher style western food, which is to participate in foreigners' dinners.

When Bush was in China, he liked to do this kind of thing very much. He wanted to hold various dinners every week. This was a good way for him to open up the situation.

At that time, the US Liaison Office in China not only invited Chinese people to participate in the banquet, but also invited members of the embassies of various countries in China to participate in the banquet. For the Chinese at that time, this was the best place to eat authentic Western food.

However, the style of the embassy is so high that even if it can be mixed in, it will only have the opportunity for the second and third generations of red. Ordinary people generally just listen to a name.

The words "American buffet" came out of Huang Mao's mouth, but Wang Bin couldn't laugh anymore.

These days, people who eat western food and eat at the work unit are not only not ashamed, they are also very high-end. Those who go to the embassy to eat Western food at the embassy do not go there on the basis of the identity of the work unit?

Sister Zhu has always been unhappy with Wang Bin, so she took the opportunity to ask, "You still have a Hong Kong manager? This is amazing. By the way, you said a celebration banquet, what is the celebration? What is the meaning of a buffet?"

The same is a string of questions. Huang Mao was confused and thought: You can't ask one by one.

Li Yue understood it, and then helped Huang Mao clear the siege and said, "You first say celebrating your merits."

"Oh, we made a high temperature polymerase, which is thermally stable and isolated from thermophilic bacteria. The boss is very happy, so he said to celebrate his work." Huang Mao said smoothly.

"What about the buffet?" Sister Zhu felt that she understood what he said, but she didn't know the reason for the celebration, so she gave up.

Huang Mao felt that he understood what he said, and that he spoke more smoothly. He said, "The buffet is to prepare all kinds of food, put it on the table, and everyone will take it for themselves. Whoever wants to eat what he wants, what he wants to take, eat Until full..."

Sister Zhu was really surprised: "Isn't that going to grab it?"

"No, there are enough things. There is nothing special about it. However, for the American buffet, there must be a lot of meat." Huang Mao is still quite confident. He now earns more than two thousand wages a month. Even if you eat black market meat, you can't finish it. I believe that Yang Rui can't make a stall of vegetarian dishes for everyone to celebrate. Just because of Yang Rui's carnivorous appearance, he can't make this trouble for himself.

But Wang Bin became more upset when he listened. He grabbed a bit and smiled deliberately: "It's still an American buffet, as if you have eaten it."

"I did eat it." Huang Mao looked at Wang Bin strangely.

Wang Bin's face couldn't hold it anymore: "Yeah, my buddy is fine, I have gained experience from the meal, then tell us, where did you eat it?"

"New York, USA." Huang Mao answered neatly.

Sister Zhu was happy. She looked at Wang Bin and asked Huang Mao: "Tell me, tell me, you are studying in the United States, right?"

"Not counting study abroad, it takes only one year to visit and inspect." Huang Mao said shyly: "Columbia University is in New York, which is the most expensive city in the United States. The government subsidy is not enough, so I have to save money to buy books and so on. We usually eat bread or something, and we can’t help being greedy, so we go to a cheap place in the city to have a buffet, and one meal will last half a month."

Recalling the previous years, Huang Mao was very touched.

Wang Bin listens to the mixed flavors. Today, if you want to go to the U.S., you must either rely on public factions or overseas relations. But for those with overseas relationships, most of them are going to Hong Kong. Singapore and Malaysia are considered great. No matter how far away, such as the United States, air tickets cost thousands of dollars. Normal overseas relationships can't afford it.

Although Wang Bin's grandfather is an old cadre, there are so many old cadres in Beijing that sending him abroad is far from enough. Wang Bin made some money by dumping the supplies himself, but he can also be a little more affluent. By the way, through the relationship with the leader, he can eat more and take advantage of the unit. For example, the Beijing Jeep 212 behind him is the result of his hard work. .

Thinking of Jeep, Wang Bin has confidence again. He didn't say anything more, took the key, turned back and started the engine, stopped in front of Li Yue with two beeps, and did not speak, he looked at Huang Mao with the eyes of a man.

"Ignore him, let's go." Li Yue whispered to Huang Mao.

No matter how low Huang Mao's EQ was, Wang Bin showed it to him at this time. He took out the car key he had pinched for a long time from his pocket and said, "I drove the car, so I can't park the car here."

Li Yue was surprised: "Your unit's car?"

"The sign of the unit~www.NovelMTL.com~ assigned to me, reward." Huang Mao smiled honestly, his young face full of self-confidence.

Li Yue looked at him, blushing suddenly, she couldn't help but push Huang Mao: "If you have a car, don't you hurry over."

With a sound of "Oh", Huang Mao hurriedly walked to the place where he had parked.

Listening to them "flirting and cursing", Wang Bin watched Huang Mao open the door of the Duke King's car and parked it expertly between himself and Li Yue.

The brand-new Duke King is side by side with the factory-year Jeep 212, and the bright and shiny exterior paint of the nava makes Wang Bin's heart cool.

"Why didn't you say that you drove the car earlier?" Li Yue looked at the beautiful Duke King, and her mood was ups and downs.

Sitting on the Duke in Beijing in 1984 is rarer than sitting on a Bentley in Beijing in 1984.

Huang Mao got out of the car quickly, opened the door on the right side, and said: "Didn't I listen to you, doesn't your dad like people driving? I was a little hesitant at the time."

"Even if my dad doesn't like other people driving, you must be happy to drive." Li Yue said, hurriedly lowered his head and got into the car, gently covering his face with his hand.

Sister Zhu sat in the back seat, and under Huang Mao's introduction, she pressed the button of the electric lift window, and then yelled at the glass that she dropped.

The Duke King lightly activated and left the parking lot in a blink of an eye.

Wang Bin sat on the convertible jeep with a blue face, yelling bitterly: "Traitor! It's great to have money!"