Shenhao: I can modify the production date of everything

It turned out to be Chen Lele, the class flower of Zhang Yu's school.

Today she wore a sportswear, tied a high ponytail, and put on light makeup. She looked very youthful, beautiful and moving.

Seeing Zhang Yu, Chen Lele was obviously a little surprised, but still smiled and said hello: "Hello, Zhang, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Zhang Yu also smiled at her: "Please sit down."

Although Chen Lele is usually a bit snobby, she has a lively personality and has a good relationship with her classmates, including Zhang Yu of course.

Lin Shuyi is a very narrow-minded girl, so there is very little communication between Zhang Yu and other girls.

Therefore, he and Chen Lele can only be regarded as nodding acquaintances, and they usually just say hello when they meet on campus.

"Student Chen, are you here to apply for the job?" Zhang Yu asked.

Chen Lele replied: "Yes, yes."

"Then introduce yourself briefly."

"I have been very interested in antiques since I was a child, and I have rich experience in antiques, because my family used to be in the antique business, but now I don't do it for some reason." Speaking of this, Chen Lele paused for a moment, his eyes a little sad.

But he quickly adjusted his status and continued: "I really hope to get this job, because I love antiques and I need this salary."

"Student Zhang, can you please help me say a few words in front of the boss, okay?" Finally, Chen Lele blinked in front of Zhang Yu, coquettishly.

She certainly didn't expect that the young man in his 20s sitting in front of him, his classmate was the owner of this antique shop.

Zhang Yu said with a smile: "No problem, we also need talents like you."

Chen Lele was extremely grateful: "Really, then thank you, let me talk to you about Lin Shuyi?"

Zhang Yu took a sip of coffee: "No need, I've seen through her now, I broke up with her, don't mention this person in front of me in the future."

He took out a cigarette and was about to light it, when Chen Lele took out the lighter and lit the cigarette for him.

"Then you go back and wait for the notification. I still have a few interviewees." Zhang Yuchang took a breath and exhaled a smoke ring.

Next, Zhang Yu interviewed three more people, intending to recruit one, but rejected two.

The recruited girl is Zheng Yu, a graduate of Henan University who just graduated this year.

She looks a bit like Sun Liying, with a cute chubby face and a very sincere attitude.

She said that although she didn't know much about antiques, she was willing to learn, so she bought some books about antiques tonight.

One of the two that was brushed off was a face-lifting Internet celebrity face that looked like an awl, with a magnificent figure, but at first glance, the purpose was the same as that woman with heavy makeup.

I, Zhang Yu, am a decent person, how could I recruit such a person.

The second one graduated from a prestigious university. Although she was good looking, her nose grew to the top of her head. As soon as she came in, she pointed and bossed her around.

Zhang Yu came to the Bugatti Flying Dragon when he left the cafe, and was about to drive away.

I found a few women wearing famous brands taking pictures around the sports car. There were quite a lot of passers-by around. Most people were curious to see the luxury car, but few came to take pictures.

Could this be the fake socialites uploaded on the Internet, eating and dressing all by joining groups, a typical princess in the circle of friends, a "princess" in a nightclub.

Zhang Yu also has no intention of pretending to be aggressive. His aggressiveness has already penetrated into his bone marrow. Forcibly acting aggressive will lower his grade.

He lit the fire and was about to leave, but when he scanned it, he found Chen Lele standing on the side of the road opposite, as if he was taking a taxi.

Chen Lele seemed to be staring at this side all the time, and happened to meet Zhang Yu's eyes. She smiled and walked over slowly.

"Student Chen, you haven't left yet." Zhang Yu asked puzzled.

Chen Lele stroked her hair: "I'm going to take a taxi back to the dormitory, but it's not easy to take a taxi so far."

Zhang Yu nodded. Shared electric vehicles are now flooding, and some unscrupulous taxi drivers are still killing customers. As a result, everyone directly sweeps electric vehicles, and no one takes a taxi.

Taxi drivers quit because they couldn’t make a lot of money, and taking a taxi is much more difficult than before.

"Student Zhang, is this your car?" Chen Lele asked.

In fact, she didn't think it was Zhang Yu's own car, she thought it belonged to the owner of the antique shop behind Zhang Yu.

"Can you give me a ride? It's not easy to take a taxi, so I'll go back to the dormitory and treat you to dinner another day." Chen Lele planned to build a good relationship with Zhang Yu. The boss seemed to value him very much for giving him such an expensive car.

Zhang Yu hesitated for a while, Chen Lele took Zhang Yu's hand and said with a smile: "Brother Yu, we will be colleagues from now on, you won't do nothing, if it's later, the dormitory will be closed and people will be homeless." back."

Zhang Yu smiled: "Come up and take you for a while."

Chen Lele got into the car cautiously, she couldn't afford to pay for any damage to the tens of millions of cars.

"Brother Yu, can you take me for a ride? I haven't been in such an expensive car before, it really feels different."

Zhang Yu smiled helplessly, classmate Zhang turned into brother Yu, and still refused: "Let's change another day, I'm a little tired today."

Chen Lele nodded obediently, she is a sensible woman who knows how to advance and retreat.

But I still snorted coldly in my heart, let’s say it’s not your car. Men are afraid of getting tired when they drive sports cars, because they’re afraid that the boss will call you when they see you running around.

After driving for a while, we came to Daxue Road, and there was still a traffic light before Yangcheng University.

While waiting for the red light, Zhang Yu stopped the car and was about to drink water to quench his thirst.

"Just a bang, the Bugatti Wyvern was pushed out tens of centimeters, and a glass of water was spilled on the trousers."

Zhang Yu hurriedly got out of the car, the rear buttock of the sports car was hit by a large dent, the rear headlight was also damaged, and an old man was still lying on the ground, looking at Zhang Yu in horror.

"Master, you ran a red light and rear-ended me." Zhang Yu said helplessly, "I haven't driven this new car for a few days."

"I'm sorry, young man. My wife ran a red light when he was sick and was in a hurry to get home."

"Just now, in order to avoid the BMW, the tricycle lost control and rolled over, just hitting you."

"It's all my fault, I'll pay for how much money."

The old man's attitude was very sincere, and he didn't lie on the ground like some unscrupulous old men.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a suit, tie and combing his hair back said.

"Old man, you pay. Do you know how much this car costs? Tens of millions. The maintenance cost alone is at least 300 million."

The old man grew his mouth and couldn't speak. After a while, he said hoarsely: "What, how many million will it be repaired? Is it so expensive?"

The middle-aged man sneered and said, "If you still don't believe me, I told you that I am in the used car business. I'll tell you 200 million or less, and if you include depreciation, 500 million is not much."

The old man froze for a moment, looking at the crowd in confusion.

"Grandpa, lie down quickly, and then you can pay less."

"It's not easy to look at the old man. It's not bad to be able to drive such a luxury car, so you shouldn't let the old man pay for it."

"exactly."

There were a few good-natured people pointing and talking at the scene, as if it was an unforgivable crime for Zhang Yu to make the uncle lose money.

Zhang Yu ignored them, helped the old man up and patted the dirt on his body.

Asked: "Uncle, what do you say?"

The old man wiped his tears, gritted his teeth and said, "Young man, I admit that it was my fault. I will pay you whatever money you have. I will pay you for everything you sell if you sell pots and iron, sell houses and sell cars."

Zhang Yu said sternly: "Of course you should pay for it, so you can pay this amount."