Chapter 35: Men are the most loyal
Jing Xiaoqiang finally parked the car in the hotel parking lot.
Then I found out that it’s free for guests!
As long as he lives here, it will be free!
Moreover, the security guard, who had met Jing Xiaoqiang a long time ago, also invited Jing Xiaoqiang to park his car in front of the hotel as a sign. Such a beautiful and high-end car looked even more high-end than ordinary Mercedes-Benz and BMW.
Jing Xiaoqiang takes good care of the car and drives it to the underground garage to ensure that the leather roof, which is sewn with every stitch, is protected from the sun and rain.
Then he witnessed the underground garages of dozens-story buildings in this era, which were such useless places with numerous and chaotic load-bearing columns. Fortunately, there were few private cars these days and he had excellent skills, otherwise this exaggeratedly long and large American car would definitely have scratched the wall and column heads.
But it is quite cool that the embassy and consulate cars can be parked next door.
It was already midnight when I returned to the room. I saw that I had only a few pieces of clothes left there, along with all my luggage.
It was folded neatly by Feng Xiaoxia.
Jing Xiaoqiang suddenly felt that it was good not to have mobile phones these days, otherwise there would definitely be a lot of inquiries as soon as the plane landed.
Don't worry so much unnecessary things.
The next morning, I went to the gym again, even an hour earlier to adjust to the school schedule.
Uncle Cheng arrived on time as usual, and he seemed to have discovered a new world. He said he would try to send his daughter to school in the afternoon and continue going to the dance hall in the evening?
Master Jing Xiaoqiang led him in and said, "But today is the last time. After I report to school tomorrow, I will not go to the dance hall to work. Be careful when you play by yourself. There are still gang members here."
Uncle Cheng was extremely disappointed: "Ah? If you don't go, how can I explain to my family? Before liberation, I heard them say that dance halls were fun. After liberation, there were company dances, and everyone was watching. There were none in the past few years... Then help me take my daughter to school this afternoon, and we'll rent a car."
Unexpectedly, Jing Xiaoqiang agreed immediately: "I am still very grateful that you found a way to help me buy a car. You also want to find a chartered car. No problem, as long as you promise not to arrange for me to be your son-in-law, and my schedule is not conflicted in the future, it is no problem for you to ask to pick up the old lady and her family, but I am just a part-time driver, okay?"
What happened last night made him realize that being able to fight is not the basis for living in peace in this era. If something really happens, Professor Zhou is not as helpful as Uncle Cheng.
At least this family is reasonable and respectable, much gentler than the one wearing the big hat.
Besides, such a respectable person would look down on the driver.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Cheng immediately said yes: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. If we hit it off, I can't stop us . But it's best for us to be friends."
Jing Xiaoqiang also made three rules: "But I won't go to that kind of place with you. I understand the principle of staying away from prostitutes and gambling nearby. Don't try to go as far away as possible just for the sake of asking me to take you."
Uncle Cheng said seriously: "Do you think I am that kind of person? That was all to test whether you have a good character!"
It sounded as if he had made a huge sacrifice.
Looking at his nose hairs sticking up, Jing Xiaoqiang was too lazy to expose him.
But when I went out to buy a pager after working out, Uncle Cheng started lobbying me again: "Why buy a pager? I have a brand new Motorola mobile phone at home. You can register it with me."
Jing Xiaoqiang wondered: "Why don't you use it?"
After asking, I already knew the result. Sure enough, Uncle Cheng sighed, "It was given to me by an elder from abroad, but my mother didn't allow it, saying it was too ostentatious. Just tell me if I can hold it back or not."
Jing Xiaoqiang suggested again: "Give it to your daughter."
Uncle Cheng sighed again: "Nannan thinks it's too heavy, and it doesn't look good for her as a graduate student to hold a big mobile phone. What does the instructor think? It's best for you to use it."
This really means that Jing Xiaoqiang is not treated as an outsider.
Of course Jing Xiaoqiang would refuse, because I also think it's too ostentatious.
I want to laugh when I think of those Hong Kong movies where people put huge mobile phones in their trouser pockets. They seemed to weigh more than two kilograms. Those friends who tried to show off in those years had a hard time.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Cheng was sitting at the post and telecommunications agency. At that time, there was a row of public telephones on the counter. He picked up one and made a call. Then he told Jing Xiaoqiang mysteriously that there were new models, priced at 20,000 yuan each, and he could give a discount, so the size of a glasses case was only 9,800 yuan.
That was a new house of several square meters. Jing Xiaoqiang refused sternly: "You even tricked me into buying a car! I have no money left, really no money left!"
Uncle Cheng was extremely regretful: "I just wanted to use you for a bit."
The vendors selling pagers could see that the uncle with nose hair had an extraordinary background, so they hurriedly and carefully asked if they could introduce their connections to him so that he could purchase the goods, saying that the price was definitely a huge profit.
Uncle Cheng was too lazy to pay attention. He waited until Jing Xiaoqiang bought the pager and got into the luxury American car under the admiration of others before he said angrily: "I went abroad to find uncles and aunts to help you get this imported telecommunications system, but you said that it would be no problem for me to just give you some money and get two to play with. If I want to make money from this business, I can't afford to lose face. My mother will scold me to death."
Jing Xiaoqiang roughly understood it and nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, yes, this also once again emphasizes how miserable it is to marry into your family. I really have no worries about food and clothing, but I can't enjoy high-end luxury and attract attention. If I fail in big business, it will be embarrassing. If I succeed in small business, it will still be embarrassing. I can't stand this kind of life with my tail between my legs."
Uncle Cheng shook his head, "If you were the son-in-law, it would be different. Whatever you do is your personal behavior. We can all deny it. Who told Nannan to marry a little jerk? We can't do anything about it. You see, I'm the eldest son. If I do something carelessly, I will be scolded by my uncles and aunts. It's embarrassing for the elders. You can do nothing but be ashamed."
Jing Xiaoqiang laughed: "I find that you are very good at confusing me with just a few words."
Uncle Cheng stroked his nose hair proudly.
Jing Xiaoqiang didn't even shake hands with him.
In fact, Jing Xiaoqiang came mainly to pick up his bicycle. After cleaning the garage yesterday, he locked the bicycle inside.
It’s a nice idea, just like the shared bicycles at the subway station, you ride a bike here, drive away, drive back and ride away.
It turned out that the hotel didn't charge any parking fee and they were just going to take the car over in the trunk.
Uncle Cheng was very upset about this business snatching, saying that this was not in line with the natural laws of commercial economic development.
Jing Xiaoqiang retorted that this was in line with economic laws, but not in line with the natural laws that he wanted to use to find a son-in-law.
The two of them arrived here arguing and laughing, and Uncle Cheng ran to the garden again and said that Xiaoqiang's car had arrived. Jing Xiaoqiang followed happily and said that he would be the porter.
In short, he tried his best to lower his status. Shouldn't this kind of family have clear class divisions?
The old lady at the door looked at him with a smile, and asked her daughter-in-law to bring some fruit to Xiaoqiang. She also invited him in for a cup of coffee, which was the best Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee.
Jing Xiaoqiang expressed his gratitude repeatedly and said that he did not drink caffeine when working out.
After chatting for a few words, Uncle Cheng had already carried a huge suitcase out, and Jing Xiaoqiang quickly took over.
Cheng Yuling, wearing a white shirt and black long skirt, with a stern face and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, appeared behind her father. She forced a smile and nodded to her grandmother, and then basically ignored Jing Xiaoqiang.
It's not arrogance, it's just that it's completely invisible, but I also said thank you to the air.
There is absolutely no lack of manners and politeness.
Jing Xiaoqiang quickly acted out the image of a lackey. He put the suitcase at the back of the car, then opened the rear door and put his hand on the edge of the roof, showing contempt and disdain. How could a pug lick a swan?
I sincerely think of myself as a private car driver. I have driven for Uber in New York before.
Uncle Cheng really helped others to achieve a good thing. He had said before that he would send them together, but now he covered his stomach and said, "Ouch, ouch, I need to go to the toilet."
The young man and woman said goodbye to the old lady knowing full well and set off.
Jing Xiaoqiang had to drive out before asking which university it was, and then found the location of the National Medical University on the map. Then he couldn't help but burst out laughing!
Two kilometers...
Just walk in the direction of the rehearsal hall.
How much he wants to create an opportunity for his daughter to get married.
The girl in the back row said nothing, and watched coldly as Jing Xiaoqiang started, slid, and arrived.
After asking the security guard at the school gate for the location of the graduate student dormitory, I drove downstairs and carried the large box diligently all the way to the door.
Cheng Yuling didn't even look at him and just said thank you softly.
Jing Xiaoqiang simply said frivolously: "It would be best if you could give me a little more tip, hahahaha... I was just kidding, your dad gave me money to buy a car, so I work part-time as a driver. If you have anything, you can call this pager. Of course, I'm also online..."
Bang, the dormitory door was closed.
Jing Xiaoqiang kissed the peeling paint on the door panel and his nose was sore!
He made a face and turned to go downstairs. It seemed that during this period of time, Lu Xi, that long-legged weirdo, had coaxed him into thinking that he was as handsome as Pan An and that any woman would like him.
Actually, it’s nothing.
Not interested, that's fine.
I went downstairs with a self-deprecating look on my face, and saw the bustling atmosphere at the university registration venue. I would be going to school tomorrow, and I felt no emotion at all.
In fact, for someone like him who has already attended university once, the significance of this college is just his place to stay in Shanghai. For someone like him who does not want to work and wants to make money to buy a house as soon as possible, the school is the best way to develop interpersonal relationships.
But now it seems that the relationship between Professor Zhou and Uncle Cheng has been able to improve a little.
Sure enough, it seemed that Jing Xiaoqiang had already sent his daughter two kilometers away when Uncle Cheng's life-threatening call came. Jing Xiaoqiang was too lazy to call back and drove back directly to load his bicycle, even though he left his butt outside the trunk.
Uncle Cheng said righteously that he wanted to have a good talk with Xiaoqiang about his feelings about their first meeting.
As soon as I got in the car, I was humming a song happily...
A man in his fifties or sixties is still a young man until he dies.
