Rebirth of the Wild Age

　　 The morning sun is rising, and the breeze is blowing.

　　 Yesterday was very hot, but today I suddenly felt the joy of autumn.

　　 The boy rode a bicycle through the traffic, like a firefly in the night, so bright and dazzling. Not because the boy is handsome, but because the mountain bike under his hip stands out among a group of 28 bars and 26 bicycles.

　　 This Zhonghua brand Amini mountain bike has a well-known name in China-the king of cars. It takes five months' wages for ordinary workers to buy it.

　　 Another 26 bike came up with a student sitting in it. He held the dragon's head with one hand, threw the workbook with the other hand, and shouted, "Lao Song, go on!"

　　 "Thank you." Song Weiyang grabbed it smoothly.

　　 The student who helped Song Weiyang with his homework was named Guo Bing.

　　 Guo Bing’s father, the stupid boy who stole the two fat pigs from the seller and wanted to do big things with Song Shumin, has also gone in to eat his food. However, Guo Bing's family is still relatively wealthy and has no foreign debts. Instead, he still has a deposit of more than 100,000 yuan, which is already a large household in Rongping City.

　　 "Old Song, I don't want to study anymore." Guo Bing said while riding.

　　 Song Weiyang smiled and said, "What do you want to do without studying?"

　　 "I will start a cannery with you." Guo Bing took it for granted.

　　 "You are not afraid, I will also bring you into the classroom to eat in prison?" Song Weiyang asked.

　　 Guo Bing exploded and said: "Afraid of a fart, people will die."

　　 "You should study at ease, and wait until you graduate from college." Song Weiyang sincerely discouraged.

　　 The Rongping No. 2 Middle School where the two of them studied is the best school in the city and has a history of nearly a hundred years.

　　 In Song Weiyang’s memory, 16 people from the Second Middle School of this session were admitted to undergraduates, and more than half of them were admitted to the local School of Light and Chemical Engineering. Guo Bing's score is the second in the city. He joined Harbin Institute of Technology and became a rare robotic expert more than ten years later.

Obviously, Guo Bing was worried about his father’s imprisonment. He said, “Man, he can get up wherever he falls. Anyway, I want to start a business, and I’m better than my dad. Let those officials open their eyes. !"

　　 "While sharpening the knife and not chopping wood by mistake, do you think I manage the cannery, but don't I still go to school every day?" Song Weiyang said.

　　 "You went to a fart school, and even asked me to help write homework on the weekend." Guo Bing vomited.

　　 Song Weiyang sweats in his heart: If I know how to do the problem, do I need your help?

　　 The two chatted and laughed at each other all the way, and quickly rode to the gate of No. 2 Middle School.

　　 Guo Bing winked his eyebrows and said in a low voice, "Hey, Lao Song. Have you seen it? Tan Yue is over there, smiling at me."

　　 "She laughs at everyone." Song Weiyang poured cold water.

　　 "Just be jealous, buddy go one step ahead," Guo Bing pedaled frantically, chasing the beauty, "Tan Yue, what a coincidence."

　　 "Hello, Guo Bing," Tan Yue greeted him, and suddenly waved to Song Weiyang, "Song Weiyang, hurry up, let's go in together."

　　, Song Weiyang is still attractive, and Guo Bing feels his heart is bleeding.

　　 There is no **** love triangle, Song Weiyang is a good student, and his first love started at the university. Although unforgettable, he didn't enter the marriage hall after all, and it took six full years to break up peacefully.

　　 As for Song Weiyang's wife before crossing, well, she should be in elementary school. He also has a lover who wears open crotch pants, and he doesn’t even have the qualifications to enter the kindergarten...

　　 If Song Weiyang chooses to reconnect with his wife, then the book should not be called "Rebirth of the Wild Age", but should be renamed "Rebirth and Waiting for You to Grow". If it is a single female protagonist, it will be even more terrifying. Song Weiyang must not be close to female **** for six years, because it is a criminal offence to have a relationship with a girl under 14 years of age.

Regardless of Guo Bing’s desperate eyes, Tan Yue voluntarily moved to Song Weiyang’s side, took out a stack of notebooks from his schoolbag and said, “Song Weiyang, these are my three-year math and physics class notes in junior high school. What are you borrowing? what?"

　　 Song Weiyang cheered and said, "I have a cousin who is about to take the entrance exam. I borrowed it to review. Thank you!"

　　 "It's nothing, it's a trivial matter." Tan Yuetian smiled.

　　 Guo Bing suddenly said: "Old Song, why don't I know which cousin is going to take the entrance examination?"

　　 Song Weiyang smiled and said, "You have a bad memory."

　　 "Are there?" Guo Bing began to search for his cousin.

　　 The three of them rode into the school, and Song Weiyang threw the mountain bike to Guo Bing: "Old Guo, help me lock it and don't be stolen."

　　 "No, where are you going?" Guo Bing pushed two cars by himself, a little confused.

　　 "Please leave!" Song Weiyang ran straight to the office building.

　　 Class teacher Tao Qingfang was sorting out the lesson plan, when Song Weiyang came in suddenly, she smiled and asked, "What can I do?"

　　 Song Weiyang took out the leave slip and said: "Teacher, I take a week off."

　　 "One week?" Not only Tao Qingfang was surprised, but other teachers in the office also looked over.

　　 "Well, more than 200 people in the cannery count on me to eat, and I'm going to the provincial capital to promote the product." Song Weiyang said.

　　 This reason for leave...

　　 Tao Qingfang was speechless for a moment, waved and said: "Go, go, I approve it."

　　 "Thank you, Teacher Tao." Song Weiyang ran away immediately.

　　 Teacher Li at the next table joked: "Mr. Tao~www.wuxiamtl.com~ This Song classmate in your class is terrible. He became an entrepreneur at a young age."

　　 Tao Qingfang said triumphantly: "This kid is smart, not ordinary."

　　 Except for those who hate the rich, few people in Rongping really hate the Song family, and they feel sorry when they talk about gossip. In their minds, Song Shumin is probably a tragic hero, the dead are the most, and the prisoners are also the most.

　　 Especially when Zhong Dahua brought down the winery, I don’t know how many people miss Song Shumin. Everyone said that if Plant Manager Song was still there, Jiafeng Liquor was estimated to be on par with Wuliangye Group.

　　 Song Weiyang walked out of the school slowly and waited a while by the side of the road when a van approached.

　　 Chen Weifeng of the Publicity Department opened the door and said earnestly: "The factory manager, please get in the car."

　　 "Are you ready?" Song Weiyang asked.

　　 "Ready," Chen Weifeng handed over a big wrench, "Director, your fellow!"

　　 In addition to Song Weiyang, there were four people in the van, a driver, and three propaganda workers.

　　 Everyone has a big wrench in their hands and hits those who encounter a catastrophe directly. These days, people who dare to run long distances without a guy are either stupid or bold.

　　 Before Song Weiyang drove the Duke home, he was still carrying more than 300,000 cash, and he was always nervous. Fortunately, it was a luxury car, and some forced tolls, and those who robbed the road really didn't have the guts—except for the desperate ones.

There are also several sets of canned qiqiao cup gifts on the van, which are props for advertising.

　　 No gifts will be accepted for this year's holidays, and the gifts will also be paid for melatonin-Song Weiyang is not going to use this slogan, so let's leave it to Shi Yuzhu.

　　Although the effect is amazing, the advertising fee is also expensive, and it has to be carpet bombed in various TV stations.

　　 Song Weiyang has other ways.