Restart the Flying Age

Chapter 772

As a leader among Peking University students, Tan Xing has always been proud.

However, at this moment, the amount of information revealed from Wu Tao's simple sentence made him inexplicably horrified.

He thought he already knew Wu Tao's background like the back of his hand, but he didn't realize how wrong he was until this moment.

So much so that I had to overthrow all the old impressions, and start to look at this unattractive Tsinghua student again.

After a while, Tan Xing's expression returned to normal, and he stretched out his hand with a smile: "Mr. Wu, I am willing to join Tianjing Company!"

"Okay!" Wu Tao immediately grabbed the other side heavily and said, "Welcome to join us, Senior Tan!"

Seeing that the two parties were established, Yang Zili couldn't help cheering, "Boss, Brother Tan, this matter must be celebrated! Go to Peking University No. 2 cafeteria and have a small cooking, I'll treat you!"

"I'm afraid it won't work today." Wu Tao said immediately.

Tan Xing didn't care, and said immediately, "Is there a day when I want to celebrate? Besides, the company's preparations are imminent, and there is a lot of work to do. Let's save the celebration for later."

"Senior Tan, thank you for your understanding."

After parting with Tan Xing and Yang Zili, Wu Tao immediately took An Rong to the main store of Baimei Qianjiao in the South Third Ring Road.

Originally, I thought that the military training was over, and the two of them could finally have a relaxing and happy weekend.

As a result, the news from Aunt Hua came again, saying that she had already made an appointment with a client, and that she would go to see a courtyard house in Houhai this afternoon.

As the place where I will live often in the future, I have to go through it myself to determine whether I like it or not before I can make a decision.

Just like a villa by the Jinling Imperial Garden, be careful!

An hour later, several cars filed into the criss-cross alleys on the Houhai Sea, and finally in front of a big house with three entrances and three exits.

It is not false to say that it is the mansion of a prince's mansion with three entrances and three exits, a courtyard of more than a thousand square meters.

In ancient times, how could the houses of ordinary people have such a scale?

Guided by Aunt Hua and the female client, An Rong walked in through the main entrance with Wu Tao on her arm, and was immediately attracted by the antiques in the courtyard.

Although it has been in disrepair for a long time, the original outline of the entire courtyard is still relatively intact, and it has not been damaged much. There are not even earthquake sheds and illegally built small kitchens that are necessary for many courtyard houses.

Flying eaves and walls, carved beams and painted buildings, it feels like being in an ancient rich family.

"I like this feeling." Taking advantage of others not paying attention, An Rong tightened Wu Tao's wrist and said in a low voice.

Wu Tao frowned, "Coincidentally, I like it too."

After looking around, almost half an hour passed, and Wu Tao didn't shy away from the mysterious female client who was either rich or expensive in front of him, and immediately made a decision.

As for the price of 30 million yuan, there was no counter-offer.

The rest is between Aunt Hua and her female client. Wu Tao said hello to Aunt Hua, and then left in a hurry with An Rong who looked back at every step.

After leaving the house, An Rong didn't know what kind of interest she had, but she insisted on dragging Wu Tao around the alleys and alleys.

As a result, the two of them came to the edge of a vast lake not far away.

This is Houhai.

Houhai is full of people, bustling with people, creating a rich atmosphere of life.

"Wow, it's so interesting here!" An Rong clapped her little hands and said excitedly, "I must come here often in the future!"

An Rong walked with undiminished interest, and even spent money to buy a lot of odds and ends, always happy, like a child.

Wu Tao, however, couldn't bear it any longer. After seven consecutive days of high-intensity training, his mind was relaxed at the moment, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead, getting heavier and heavier as he walked.

When he strolled to Houhai just now, he was still able to support himself. Now that he has circled around Houhai for more than half a circle, he really couldn't bear it any longer, so he had an idea: "Rongrong, I found that you have sunburned a lot this month, and I feel distressed when I think about it..."

"Ah?" When it came to skin and tanning, An Rong's face paled immediately, and she said like an ordinary girl: "Really?"

As he spoke, he took out the makeup mirror from his satchel to look left and right.

However, due to the wind and sun for four weeks, it is almost doomed for everyone who participates in military training to be tanned.

So An Rong looked and looked, and there was only one conclusion, and that was that she was really tanned. At that moment, Wu Tao was pulled up and walked decisively to the car, saying as he walked: "Let's go back quickly, I want to apply a mask!"

Wu Tao shook his head, the current mask is far less convenient than later generations. First, mix the powder thoroughly, and then apply it to the face in front of the mirror bit by bit, and the effect is not satisfactory.

However, when An Rong met at Baimei Qianjiao Beauty Salon, she immediately fell in love with this kind of thing.

Girls love beauty, and they really don't care about the price.

Even a top-notch woman like An Rong is not exempt.

Fortunately, this long road-pressing activity is finally over, and Wu Tao is finally liberated, and he can take a good rest.

As soon as he got in the car, Wu Tao fell asleep on An Rong's lap.

When he woke up, he was already on the hotel bed, and next to him was An Rong, who was still wearing a blue-green facial mask, and was fiddling with something on the computer.

Wu Tao rubbed her eyes and stretched her head to look. It turned out that she was pouring out photos from a digital camera and uploading them to her blog home page one by one.

"Hey, when did you get this camera?"

An Rong said without turning her head: "When you were surrounded by female classmates asking for your QQ number."

"Uh~" Wu Tao spread out his hands to express his innocence, "That QQ is a new account, and you know the password, so there is no way to give it to them."

An Rong pushed the laptop, clicked on the QQ chat software, and said, "In such a long time, more than 80 people have applied to add you as a friend. After passing, half of them sent you photos, and more than 30 people expressed their love for you. I have a good impression, and even seven or eight directly say I love you. What are you going to do?"

Wu Tao also felt very helpless to be confessed boldly by so many people. After all, his mouth grows on other people, and he can't control it.

Seeing An Rong hugging her chest, looking at your performance and waiting for your explanation, Wu Tao pulled her over and pressed her under him, "What should I do? I'll get you done first..."

The two had a quarrel, and finally An Rong pushed Wu Tao into the bathroom on the grounds that he wanted to remove the mask.

When Wu Tao finished washing, An Rong was still wearing a large golden hair T-shirt in front of the computer, editing and uploading the photos taken during today's military training.

Wu Tao couldn't help making a fuss, but An Rong sternly dismissed him: "Don't make trouble, today's blog hasn't been updated yet..."

Looking at the turtle-like dial-up Internet speed, it took several minutes to upload a photo, and Wu Tao couldn't help but feel a burst of despair.

This will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey.

So before he knew it, Wu Tao fell asleep again.

When he woke up again, he was jolted awake by An Rong.

It was getting dark outside the window, around four or five o'clock. An Rong pointed at the computer screen and said excitedly, "Look, the photo has only been uploaded for more than an hour, and the number of views has already exceeded 10,000!"

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