If You Don't Accept the Confession, Why Are You Crying When I Change My Mind?

Chapter 482 Feng Siruo is the monitor, can you believe it? (please order all!!!!)

After leaving the autumn water cemetery.

Everyone drove the car and went to the rolling mill of the year for a few laps.

State-owned enterprises do not go bankrupt so easily.

So the rolling mill of that year is still there.

It's just that all the buildings in the factory area have been rebuilt.

The compound was transformed into a park, and the bungalow was transformed into a building.

And the factory is equipped with fully automated assembly line equipment.

The name is still that name.

But the factory is no longer the factory it used to be.

Feng Yuanshan just glanced through the window and found that he could no longer find the place in his memory.

So he shook his head and told the driver to keep going.

Thirty years.

It is also the fastest growing country in the past 30 years.

There are simply no old buildings in the world that can keep the way they used to be.

Moreover, the old friend of the year either died or moved, and nothing could be found.

This is the power of time.

Over the years, things are different.

"Let's go, go back to Beihai..."

Feng Yuanshan spoke softly, burying all his disappointment in his heart.

With regret and guilt, this trip finally fell to the ground.

So the five returned to the county and returned the car.

He took the private jet again and returned to Beihai.

...

Spring comes after the new year.

The weather is warm and cold, and everything is quietly recovering.

The North Sea is a place with relatively high humidity.

Coupled with the melting of snow and ice everywhere.

The proportion of moisture in the air gradually began to rise.

After Feng Yuanshan came back from Huaxi, he completely locked himself in the building.

He no longer communicates, no longer deals with business.

Just like an autistic child, trying his best to reject everything in the world.

Even if Secretary Jiao wanted to see him, he had to ask for instructions before entering.

Jiang Zhou didn't know what kind of nightmare Feng Yuanshan would experience every night.

But what is certain is that he must be suffering every day now.

But the poor old man was suffering, but he was very comfortable.

He now takes Feng Daimeng out for a walk every day.

Playground, milk tea shop, bar, board game shop.

In short, while I have time, I will take this girl to experience everything she has never experienced before.

Feng Yiyi would sometimes say pitifully, "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, take me with you."

This little light bulb, although not big, is still very bright.

Jiang Zhou sometimes takes her when she is in a good mood.

In a bad mood, the two sisters became the left-behind children of the Feng family together.

Of course, during this period, Jiang Zhou didn't do anything serious either.

At least the contractor for the Xingzhou Building has been chosen.

Of course, this contractor is not Sin Chew who bullied his sister.

It's another house that is about the same level as him.

Now the plan is finalized, and the design drawings are drawn.

Just waiting for the spring to warm up, the contractor will officially start construction.

Moving may not be a big deal for a family.

But for Xingzhou Holdings, the replacement of the new office building is already a milestone.

...

So soon, time flies.

In the blink of an eye, it was the sixteenth day of the first lunar month.

This is the day when college students return to school collectively.

At that time, the sun was shining and the spring flowers were blooming.

Jiang Zhou squatted on the main road in front of the school, looking at the female college students coming and going, he felt a lot better.

There are too many things happening this winter vacation.

Listening to the story again, but also scolding people, physical and mental exhaustion is inevitable.

Jiang Zhou never thought that going to school was the most relaxing time for him.

The only unpleasant thing is that the weather is still cold, and there are very few exposed legs.

Even if there are a few occasionally, they are wearing cotton bare leg artifacts.

That doesn't make any sense, does it?

What's the difference between a thigh wearing a bare-leg artifact and dog meat sold with a sheep's head?

Da da da--

At this moment, Feng Siruo came over holding two cups of milk tea.

Handed a cup to Jiang Zhou, and held a cup in his arms.

Behind her was Ding Yue, whom she hadn't seen in the whole winter vacation.

Her volume is still the same, but she has grown long hair from short hair.

"What are you...what's your name?"

Jiang Zhou looked at Ding Yue, his head twitched, and suddenly he couldn't remember.

Hey, what two words does this fat girl's name come from?

Ding Yue heard the sound and widened her eyes: "Are you stupid?"

"Oh, your name is Ding Yue. Damn, I received too much information during the winter vacation. My brain is not enough."

"Don't blame your brain if you don't have a conscience!"

Jiang Zhou smacked his lips and took a sip of milk tea: "Miss Ding, why is your hair getting longer?"

Ding Yue stroked her long hair on her temples: "I read on the Internet that the visual effect of long hair can make the face half smaller"

"Isn't it bad to lose weight instead of believing in those scenarios?"

"If losing weight is so easy, is it so difficult for my mother!"

Jiang Zhou reached out and pinched Feng Siruo's little face: "Look at my wife, she's pretty fleshy but not fat."

Ding Yue snorted coldly: "Nonsense, if I have the look of Si Ruo, someone will ask for two hundred pounds."

"Two hundred catties..."

Jiang Zhou fantasized about that scene, but it really didn't feel scary.

I even thought that Feng Siruo, who was 200 jins, might be a little cuter.

Damn, Yan Zhi is really a big killer that hits everything.

But although it is cute or cute, it may be a bit unbearable to bear on it.

"I don't want two hundred pounds..."

Jiang Zhou regained his senses and gently kneaded her earlobe: "Don't worry, you are so good, you can't eat two hundred catties."

Feng Siruo nodded and took a sip of the milk tea: "I only have one sip and I won't drink it anymore."

"Me too!"

Ding Yue took a sip and said decisively.

But Feng Siruo's sip was really just a small sip.

And her sip, good guy, swallowed half a cup.

"By the way, Qu Xiaoya has already gone abroad, do you know?"

When the words fell, Jiang Zhou was slightly taken aback.

Seeing this, Ding Yue opened her eyes again: "You won't forget who Qu Xiaoya is?"

"That's not... 6..."

"Why are you in a daze without you? Why, the old relationship is over, regret it?"

Jiang Zhou shook his head gently: "It just feels a little sudden, I wish her all the best."

After speaking, his eyes returned to the original point again, and his eyes skipped the bodies of those female colleges.

However, he did not concentrate on appreciating, but was thinking about a problem.

After being reborn, how many things have changed with him?

Because in the last life, Qu Xiaoya did not go abroad.

Instead, he stayed at Beijing University until he graduated.

But now she really went abroad and became an exchange student.

This must be because of the influence of the forcible change of the trajectory of his own destiny.

But Jiang Zhou did not take the initiative to make these changes.

Life is so amazing.