Become the richest man in the world starting from the rebirth of college entrance examination

Zhou Hao smiled evilly: "I can get the certificate, but I haven't met my parents. Isn't it appropriate?"

Zhao Yueying was startled, and it took her a moment to react, and her pretty face turned slightly rosy.

I wanted to go in and get my driver's license, but it was really inappropriate to say that I wanted to get my driver's license.

Seeing that her face was red, Zhou Hao stopped teasing her, parked the car on the side of the road, and then came to Zhao Yueying: "Let's go, get your driver's license and go to dinner."

Zhao Yueying nodded, became like a little woman, and followed Zhou Hao silently.

After getting his driver's license, Zhou Hao could drive on the road as a matter of course. He drove Zhao Yueying straight to Feiyu Ecological Park. Before arriving, he called and booked a small private room for two people with Japanese food.

Although it's not yet six o'clock, it's not time for dinner at all, but the ecological garden is next to the botanical garden, the environment is not bad, and there is a beautiful woman beside me, so it's nice to go for a walk together.

The botanical garden is a bit remote compared to the city, and there are no buses, so there are no people here. The evening at the end of August is cool and comfortable. Zhou Hao and Zhao Yueying strolled on the stone road in the forest, feeling the golden sunlight shining on their bodies through the mottled leaves. Feel.

Walking side by side, Zhou Hao could easily hold Zhao Yueying's little hand with his eyes closed, not to mention that he had done this kind of thing once before, so it didn't seem like a big deal to review it again. But after thinking about it, Zhou Hao still held back. The future is long and he can't In a hurry.

Zhao Yueying was in a good mood. She squatted by the roadside to look at wild flowers and butterflies, then looked up at the tall trees. Then she said to Zhou Hao: "I like plants the most, especially the yellow leaves and red leaves in late autumn. Our school When the leaves of the old ginkgo tree turn yellow, I will run to look at it every day, then pick up the beautiful leaves on the ground, go home and put them in a book."

Zhou Hao nodded: "The ginkgo trees are really beautiful when they are all yellow. It is said that there is a ginkgo avenue in the capital. Every November, they are full of golden ginkgo trees, and even the ground is covered with golden leaves. If you like, we can go there this year You can go and have a look.”

"In the capital?" Zhao Yueying asked curiously.

"correct."

Zhao Yueying asked curiously: "How come you know everything?"

Zhou Hao smiled: "It's all available online."

Zhao Yueying nodded, "That's right."

Zhao Yueying thought for a while and then said: "I have been to Beijing several times, but they were all during winter and summer vacations. I have never been to Beijing in November, but I have heard that the most beautiful time in Beijing is from the end of October to November. At the end of the month.”

"Yeah, autumn is too short in that poor place."

"You're still going to ruin the place!"

"No way, for the sake of feelings."

"You are young, where do you have these feelings from?"

Zhou Hao laughed sarcastically and asked, "By the way, are you leaving tomorrow?"

"Yes, the train is at eight o'clock in the evening and will arrive at eight o'clock in the morning."

"Then I probably won't be able to see you off. I'm going to take my brother to the provincial capital tomorrow."

"It's a good idea not to go. My parents are going to see me off. I don't know what to say when I see you. In case there is any misunderstanding again."

Zhou Hao curled his lips and said, "Don't worry, your parents, you can go by yourself?"

"The original plan was for my dad to take a few days off and send me there, but he was suddenly very busy these two days and couldn't get away, so he asked me to go by myself."

Zhou Hao had long heard that Zhao Yueying's father was the deputy director of the Taxation Bureau. In order to mess with Feng Ze a few days ago, he had brought out He Yi, who was involved in a hit-and-run accident. Wang Junli was also affected. The entire Yao'an Municipal Party Committee must be paying attention to this matter. ?

Thinking about it, I was playing a big game. In order to mess with Feng Ze, I brought He Yi and Wang Junli out to sacrifice the flag. I don't know whether I should say that I am brave or lack of consideration. But think about it, there is no turning back when I shoot the bow. Why do you think about this? To expose He Yi is to eliminate harm for the people. As for Wang Junli, he deserves to be shielded by a scum like He Yi.

At half past six, Zhou Hao brought Zhao Yueying to the ecological park. The waiter took the two of them to the reserved private room. As soon as they entered the door, Zhao Yueying seemed to be surprised by the place. In fact, she was very happy. Zhou Hao could think of booking such a private room and specially borrowed it. The car shows that he is very attentive to the meal.

Zhou Hao and Zhao Yueying ordered some sushi, sashimi, eel rice, Japanese tempura and other snacks. They tasted very good. In addition, the environment was good and quiet. It was a pleasure for them to sit on the tatami, eat and chat face to face.

During the meal, we talked about this summer vacation. Zhao Yueying complained that she had suffered a lot this summer vacation. She used to feel that this summer vacation was the most free. Unexpectedly, after the college entrance examination, she was so stupid that she signed up for a driving school. After more than a month of delay, she got her driver's license and immediately started driving again. I have to go to the capital and have no freedom at all.

Zhou Hao smiled: "Besides practicing driving, what else do you do these days?"

"Read books at home, occasionally surf the Internet, and listen to music."

"Oh?" Zhou Hao asked deliberately: "Do you know that there is a band that is very popular recently called Dreamtime."

"know."

"Like it?"

"It's just average, not very impressive."

"why?"

"I don't know, I just don't feel anything, but I really like an independent singer recently."

Zhou Haoyi frowned and asked curiously: "Who is it?"

"I don't have a real name, but my name is Ji Hao. He only has two songs, one is called "Nanshan Nan" and the other is called "Where Has the Time Gone". I like both of these songs. You can listen to them on Wangwa.com , I just don’t know if it’s what you like.”

When Zhou Hao heard this, he almost lost his breath and coughed a few times. Zhao Yueying hurriedly asked: "Are you okay? What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I had too much mustard..."

What Zhou Hao didn't expect was that Zhao Yueying was also a folk lover. She liked Lao Lang and Ye Pei. She also said that although Gao Xiaosong was ugly, he was actually a talented man...

No wonder she likes "Ji Hao". The two songs she recorded are also in the folk style, which is slightly different from the campus folk songs of Lao Lang's era.

When the two were chatting happily, Zheng Gao, director of the Yao'an Municipal Bureau, was sitting next to Zhou Hao and Zhao Yueying. In the same Japanese-style small box, he and a middle-aged man were sitting opposite each other.

The man sitting opposite Zheng Gao was Ma Guanyu, the leader of the investigation team sent by the provincial department this time. He took a sip of sake and said to Zheng Gao: "Our investigation has been quite effective these days, and we have found He Yi to help him. The person who was in the accident car was secretly detained the night before yesterday for sudden interrogation. When the other party heard that it was from the provincial department, he was frightened and gave up all of them in less than half an hour. Yesterday afternoon, we followed the clues and found the accident car. "

At this point, Ma Guanyu stopped, lit a cigarette and said: "Coincidentally, He Yi's men don't know how to polish the frame number and engine number. They just want to get rid of the car as soon as possible. Those who collect the car are struggling in the black car market." After more than ten years of fighting, he could tell after taking apart the front bumper of the car that the car had hit someone. Before grinding the chassis number, he took a photo and kept it for himself, for fear of getting into trouble later."

Zheng Gao's eyes lit up: "Guanyu, what do you mean, is there all the evidence of the car involved in the accident?"