Comeback 1992

Han Songlin was taken aback for a moment, thinking about it, this is interesting!

"You said, if it can be done, I will definitely help!" Another meaning of Han Songlin's words is that if I can't do it, don't bother me.

Fang Qian is not the kind of person who is not in harmony with the world, so he naturally understood what Han Songlin said.

But I don't care, the world is just like this.

"Brother Han, I want to act as an agent for Fule Wine's baijiu sales in Dongcheng District."

Dongcheng Area?

Han Songlin narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said with a smile: "No problem!"

In his heart, Han Songlin immediately figured it out.

Who will the liquor sales agent be, not to!

At the same time, Han Songlin's heart also awakened slightly. Maybe through this, he can make friends with some dignitaries?

What do those rich and powerful children do now if they want to make money?

In the 80s, anyway, it was all about approvals.

In the 90s, open up the company.

Sitting in the car, Han Songlin shook his head lightly, and said to Liu Xiaomei, "Let's go back to the hotel. Are you hungry too?"

Liu Xiaomei grinned: "No, I don't eat much at night."

"It's good to eat less at night and more at noon. If you eat too much at night, you won't be able to digest it."

Han Songlin felt that he had eaten too much tonight.

Through the car window, Han Songlin glanced at the sixth floor with the lights on, and then looked away.

"In Rongcheng, give Fang Qian the dealership."

Fang Qian?Who is that?

Wait, Liu Xiaomei thought that Han Songlin just came out of Fang's house?

This is not some kind of deal!

"Brother-in-law, this side of Rongcheng is our direct sales area."

Han Songlin looked out of the window, and the lights of the city began to gradually brighten. In the future, Rongcheng will become a city that never sleeps.

From the comparison of the night view of the satellite image, it is possible to clearly feel the changes and development of a city over time.

"It won't be in the future!"

Ok!

Since Han Songlin has said so, Liu Xiaomei will do her duty as a reminder.

Chapter 134

Han Songlin was still playing chess with Zhou Gong early in the morning, when he was awakened by knocking on the door.Opening his eyes, Han Songlin was still a little dazed, wondering where he was?The surrounding environment is too unfamiliar.

By my side, Wu Nuanyu is in my arms!

After letting out a sigh, Han Songlin got up and opened the door.

First of all, looking outside through the cat's eyes, it was Liu Xiaomei.

Doubt flashed in Han Songlin's heart, and he opened the door: "What's the matter?"

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he saw Zhou Tong standing aside.

"Why... you arrived so early!" Han Songlin was having a hard time speaking.

Last night, Han Songlin was still thinking about how he would entertain Zhou Tong if she really came.

After all, when Han Songlin was in the capital, Zhou Tong had a good time entertaining him.

"Take an early flight, it's fine!" After finishing speaking, Zhou Tong was about to enter the room; Han Songlin hurried out of the way.

Then, he and Liu Xiaomei looked at each other.

"Well, Xiaomei, you go and do your work first!" Han Songlin coughed lightly, just to chase away people.

Let Liu Xiaomei entertain other dealers from all over the world.

Liu Xiaomei opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she didn't dare to say it; could it be that you asked Han Songlin, are you and this woman in a normal relationship?

Do you want to tell your cousin?

so hard!

One is my boss and brother-in-law, and the other is my cousin. Why is it difficult to be a man when you put yourself in the middle?

Han Songlin didn't know Liu Xiaomei's entanglement in her heart, otherwise she must let her know why the flowers are so popular!

What are you thinking about!

After closing the door, Han Songlin took a deep breath and thought about how to deal with Zhou Tong.

But when Han Songlin saw that Zhou Tong took off the woolen coat and put it on the chair casually, he was so tired that he fell into bed.

In this situation, Han Songlin really wants to sing a poem!

No, I should say I don’t know how to say it.

"Sister, what are you doing?"

"I'm cold! Unexpectedly, Shuchuan is colder than the capital city."

Is this what you are asking yourself?

You are nestled in the bed, what should you do?

At this time, Han Songlin was only wearing autumn clothes and long johns because he went to open the door.

In winter, autumn clothes and long johns are a must.

Really, if you don't pay attention when you are young, and you are older, then you will really know the suffering.

Zhou Tong looked at Han Songlin with a smile: "It's quite cold, why don't you hurry up and get warm under the covers?"

I have to say that Han Songlin's quilt feels really super super warm!

Han Songlin didn't know what to do at this moment. If he had known this, what kind of door would he open?

In other words, Zhou Tong and a woman are not afraid, if she is cowarded, wouldn't it be too embarrassing.

Muster up the courage to do something, forget it, when it's time to coax, don't hesitate, you have to coax.

Han Songlin started to get dressed, and then went to wash up.

When he came out after cleaning up, he saw that little girl Zhou Tong had already fallen asleep!

I don't know what I dreamed of, but there is still a smile on the corner of my mouth.

Han Songlin couldn't help but chuckled. In his heart, he was a little tangled.

He is not a fool, even to a certain extent, he can be regarded as a smart person.

Han Songlin didn't know about Zhou Tong's feelings?

With the help of the author, why don't you know what is going on in the world?

But now, there is a very real problem, what Zhou Tong likes is Uncle Songlin, not his future Han Songlin.

"If I hadn't gone to see you in the capital, maybe you would have let go of this relationship!" Han Songlin remembered that in his last life, Uncle Songlin didn't walk with Zhou Tong.

People from two worlds.

Therefore, it can be inferred that Uncle Songlin and Zhou Tong have lost contact since then.

Huaguo is such a big country, parting often means not seeing each other again in this life.

Or dreaming back at midnight, remembering the feelings of the past, tears streaming down my cheeks.

Huaguo is also very small, as long as you think about it, you can do it.

Gently shaking his head, Han Songlin stopped looking at Zhou Tong's face, he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it.

Walking lightly to the window, and slightly opening the curtains, the road on the first ring road is already full of traffic.

Well, exaggerating a bit, there isn't that much traffic yet.

At this time, the first ring road is still very empty.

There are memories of future city roads in my mind, and now I look at every road in Huaguo, and I feel very empty.

"What are you thinking?"

I don't know how long it took, and Han Songlin didn't know how many cars passed by in his eyes.

Han Songlin heard the movement behind him, looked back at Zhou Tong, with a smile on his face: "Are you awake?"

"Well, what were you thinking earlier?" Zhou Tong had already woken up, and seeing Han Songlin standing motionless in front of the window for a long time, he couldn't help asking.

"I remembered a poem!"

Zhou Tong asked curiously, "What poem?"

"Bian Zhilin's Broken Chapter!"

Zhou Tong groaned softly: "You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery look at you upstairs. The bright moon adorns your windows, and you adorn other people's dreams."

After singing, Zhou Tong looked at Han Songlin in a daze, and suddenly laughed: "Unexpectedly, you are still interested in poetry!"

Can you imagine?The king of soldiers who was once invincible on the battlefield suddenly picked up needle and thread to embroider. Well, this analogy is not very good.

It should be said that the former martial artist, learning that literary and human affairs, always makes people a little surprised.

Han Songlin looked at Zhou Tong, and it took him a while to realize what he was laughing at.

"I can't help it. Now I'm the boss. Although my educational background is not as good as that of a college student, I'm studying. In the future, I will also be a cultural person!"

puff!

Zhou Tong really thought it was too funny!

"Compared with college students, your education is not a little worse, it's much better! Well, let's see, I'm quite familiar with a university in Beijing. If you want, I'll help you get someone to name you. Get a college degree!"

Han Songlin waved his hand, but he didn't feel that Zhou Tong was insulting anyone.

"Forget it!" The low education is a bit low, and it will be a bit ugly to take it out in the future.

But Han Songlin really didn't care.

In this world, people with a degree think that it is useless; because you already have it and enjoy the benefits of a degree at any time, so you don't feel the use of a degree at all.

For those without a degree, seeing those recruitments, even factories require high school as the minimum degree.

It's like junior high school.

Some companies, in order to improve the so-called company's education level, require employees to have at least a bachelor's degree.

In fact, the work done can be done by an individual.

In other words, the requirement of this job is that there must be someone there.

As for the person, age, appearance, height, fat or thin, it doesn't matter.

In this way, people have to add academic requirements.

Disgusting people?

The most disgusting thing is that anyone with a relationship can get in with any degree.

"Well, I'm hungry! What time is it?"

Han Songlin silently glanced at Zhou Tong's wrist. There was a women's watch on the delicate wrist.

Raising his hand and checking the time, Han Songlin replied, "It's almost a little bit sooner!"

"Ah, I slept for more than two hours!"

Han Songlin smiled and didn't speak.

If you take an early flight, you will naturally have to get up early.

Chapter 135

With the arrival of more and more dealers, Han Songlin also went to meet some dealers who bought more goods from Fuller Wine in terms of sales.These dealers, in terms of local strength, needless to say.