City People [Rebirth]

There is still less than a week before the National Day on October [-]. The hearts of the students are restless, and they are all looking forward to their holiday life, whether they are planning to go home, play, or plan to play games in the dormitory.

For freshmen, the entire September is a trance and unreal.Two weeks of military training, and only one week of official classes, and they are busy meeting new classmates, making good dormitory relations, and busy inquiring about student unions and clubs.

Lu Jia also felt that September was so short.He had just finished writing the proposal.As long as there is nothing to pursue, Lu Jia likes to act in a complete manner. The plan is written in great detail without a word of empty words. As long as the whole plan is started, the battle line can be pulled down quickly.

Reminiscing about the mentality of wanting but not getting it in the previous life, Lu Jia rarely decided to come to a class.Lu Jia didn't join any clubs or student unions, and didn't have much contact with his roommates. He was always alone. The students in his department felt that he had never attended a class, and many students had never seen him.In fact, Lu Jia also took classes, but he didn't come to this department to take classes.In Lu Jia's eyes, these teachers who teach the class are only talking on paper. What's the value of following the scriptures?Even if this understanding is biased, Lu Jia still insists on it.

Lu Jia had the whole school's schedule in his hand, and when he remembered the class, he found an interesting class to attend, so he hadn't taken any classes in his own department, but he had gone to quite a few of them, and because he often went early , sitting in the back is not noticeable.

When going out to have fun with friends, when Lu Jia explained the situation, he provoked ridicule: "Then why do you choose this major?"

"Just pretend to be from a major, it doesn't matter which major you go to anyway."

What Lu Jia mixed in this time was the C++ programming of the automatic control department. He listened, and his mind turned to other thoughts.

Standardize, Robot.

Zhou Heyi.

Sure enough, at a young age, one should be happy.

Grabbing the tail of September, Lu Jia freed himself up and began to reassess his hunger.Needless to say, the location, on the food street of Haicheng University, as long as the food tastes good, the meal is full, and the place is at the front when you are hungry, and the food taste needless to say, that is Du Zhixuan from the chef of Guobin Hotel. The apprentice who was coming, used her harsh standard (based on Lu Jia's taste) to test it again. Although many home-cooked dishes were not available, this was not a shortcoming, but a feature.

Lu Jia also intends to start from here to further shape this characteristic.

There is no accountant in the store now, it is Du Zhixuan who manages the accounts.The shop recruited six permanent workers, three chefs, one cashier, two waiters, one male and one female, and two short-term students. Because Lu Jia paid them five insurances, each moonlight manpower is A sum of expenses, plus rent, transfer fees, decoration and other upfront investment, the students have no income, and the excessive consumption is very little, and Lu Jia is unwilling to cut corners on ingredients and production, so it is okay to make a small profit by relying on this store, but To become bigger and stronger, innate conditions have already restricted it.

This was calculated by Lu Jia from the net profit and expenses recorded in the ledger that Du Zhixuan gave him.After thinking about it, Lu Jia simply added a salary to Du Zhixuan, who is the owner of the store, not much, 2000 yuan a month, and officially hired Du Zhixuan as the store manager, signed the contract in a serious manner, and went to the Human Resources and Social Security Bureau for the record.

The contract and salary were just a joke among Du Zhixuan's status. To Du Zhixuan, the 2000 yuan for her hair would be gone, like a drop of water, but she was very excited and overjoyed Hugging Lu Jia, dancing and laughing.This is the first time she earns money by her own ability and supports herself-she is also a working person, and she is no longer a housewife!

Lu Wenlin was very depressed.The pocket money he gave Du Zhixuan was his secondary card, and he just swiped it without any quota. Usually, when Du Zhixuan went shopping, he had never seen Du Zhixuan so happy.Lu Wenlin selfishly didn't want Du Zhixuan to do this for Lu Jia. He felt that this was a small matter. Lu Jia always wanted to come back to inherit Lu Li Media, and this matter had occupied a lot of Du Zhixuan's energy, so he often went to the store. That's all, I also bought a lot of books to read at home, and I often searched for related news online, which took up a lot of time for the two of them to spend together.

But Lu Wenlin didn't do anything to dissuade him, he just silently looked at Du Zhixuan's tired and happy expression, thinking, let her go, his wife is different, she spends her spare time doing serious things.

Lu Wenlin even felt distressed.As Du Zhixuan's bamboo horse, Lu Wenlin knew a lot about Du Zhixuan's talent and her family situation. He also remembered Du Zhixuan's brilliance and obscurity after that, no different from any noble lady.

The October [-]st holiday just arrived, and Lu Jia was planning to show his strengths, but because Lu Wenlin dragged Du Zhixuan abroad to spend the holiday early at the end of September, he had to attend a funeral instead of Lu Wenlin.

The Lu family is thin, and the three generations are single-handed. Lu Wenlin is not around, so only Lu Jia can take the top spot.Lu Jia put on formal clothes in a proper manner and drove to the deceased's house.The deceased was a private entrepreneur, and his family was doing well. After all the things were removed from the living room, a portrait was hung, which could accommodate many people.At this time, the guests who came to attend the funeral sat and waited.

Lu Jia immediately saw Zhou Heyi who was out of place, standing by the window looking at the scenery.When Lu Jia walked over, he didn't want to show a smile, but just greeted him in a low voice.

"Mr. Zhou, what a coincidence."

It's really interesting to talk about coincidences at other people's funerals.Zhou Heyi glanced at Lu Jia, paused for a moment on Lu Jia's handsome and tough face, and remembered the rumors about this young master of the Lu family.

Lu Jia had no career, never got into trouble, and basically didn't appear in the circle, but the vague rumors still persisted.Good grades, won many national awards, represented the country in international competitions, and won a gold medal in a physics competition. In addition, he is keen on sports. He is proficient in everything such as mountaineering, diving, and rowing. The skill certificate, the British thoroughbred horse Lilian who was placed at the racecourse on the outskirts of the city won the previous speed championship.

Zhou Heyi was able to know this because his mother had occasional contacts with Lu Jia's mother, Du Zhixuan. Du Zhixuan was a son-in-law, and she kept chatting with Lu Jia, which made Zhou Heyi know a few words.

But even so, Zhou Heyi couldn't look down on Lu Jia.

However, Zhou Heyi quickly corrected this sentence.

He despises most people, and Lu Jia is just one of them.

The repulsive aura that Zhou Heyi expressed silently reached Lu Jia without reservation.But if Lu Jia can really understand and understand, it will be called a change of heaven.Lu Jia insisted on standing next to Zhou Heyi, keeping a distance of two punches. At first glance, they seemed to have a good relationship, but Zhou Heyi couldn't move aside. She always felt like showing weakness, so she could only hold her breath.

Lu Jia was thinking about the deceased.

The means by which Mr. Li made his fortune during his lifetime were not very bright. He made his fortune by stealing sand, so many people secretly looked down on him.Mr. Li first bribed the people from the basic level to steal sand from the river at night. The cost of a car was 2000 yuan. The cost was only manpower and gas money. He made money very quickly. The public welfare undertaking of river dredging sends several million to the local government a year, and I can pay back the cost in two months. After that, I started a shipbuilding business. Although I can't compete with the master, I stand downstream and swallow it. The benefits are also considerable. In the past few years, he has been respected on the surface, otherwise he would not have welcomed many government officials at his funeral.

For example, Lu Jia who was sitting over there knew him. He had dealt with him in his previous life for a piece of land where he planned to build a theater circuit. He was the director of the Land and Resources Bureau.

Lu Jia sneered and started talking to Zhou Heyi.

"Mr. Zhou, what version did you hear about Mr. Li's death?"

Zhou Heyi stared at the cloud in the distance, pretending that the person beside him was also a dead person.

"Hey, it's also my fault. How can a person like Mr. Zhou be interested in these gossips, but I really want to tell you. I heard that Mr. Li had a dream last week. He dreamed of going to the ancestral grave The tree on the tree was not good, so this man, who was not in season, insisted on running to the ancestral grave, trying to shake the tree, but after shaking the tree, there was nothing wrong with the tree, but he fell down. It won’t work if you go to the hospital, but it’s because of his dream that the tree is not good.”

Lu Jia didn't make it up by himself, because Lu Wenlin heard the dream from Mr. Li himself.Lu Wenlin said that that day, Mr. Li said that he had to go back the next day, but Lu Wenlin didn't take it seriously, and took Du Zhixuan to go abroad that day, but when he learned about it from a friend the next day, he felt his little heart was moved He didn't move, so he asked Lu Jia to take a look on his behalf.

Zhou Heyi's ears twitched, he talked about superstition in his heart disdainfully, and suspected that Lu Jia was lying to him because he had never heard of it.But when Lu Jia spoke, he deliberately lowered his voice, his voice was frustrating, and the place where the dead body was parked next door looked gloomy, as if it was real...

While waiting for the funeral to salute in front of the portrait, Mrs. Li threw herself on the coffin parked under the portrait and cried loudly, "Old Li, why can't you think about it, I told you not to let you control that tree, you must Move, what do you want us to do!"

Zhou Heyi resisted the desire to look at Lu Jia who was standing next to him, stood more upright, and bowed harder.

After the funeral was over, Zhou Heyi quickly rushed Lu Jia back to the apartment, always feeling shaky in his heart. He didn't fall asleep most of the night, and finally fell asleep. He also dreamed of a tree planted in front of his bed, which woke him up. Cold sweat broke out all over his face.

Now, Zhou Heyi hated Lu Jia's teeth itchy.