20 years of restarting life

Chapter 3855 The Night in Early Spring

Zhao Chang'an took a bottle of water from the shelf, and Su Ping glanced at it and said, "One yuan and fifty cents."

He continued to furrow his brow, holding a pencil and ruler, pondering the problem.

Zhao Chang'an placed the one-yuan and five-mao banknotes on the glass counter, then curiously glanced at the exam paper and the major questions Su Ping was working on, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

This is a middle school math homework paper printed with ink. These geometry problems of ordinary difficulty for middle school students are now like a kindergarten dictionary that he can read from beginning to end at a glance.

But Su Ping used a pencil to draw guide lines on the test paper and then erased them with an eraser, managing to draw three guide lines. It was really difficult for her.

Su Ping is currently in the second year of junior high school. Four years later, when she takes the college entrance examination, 06 will be a period of rapid economic growth in China. Even if she works in a factory, her monthly salary will be one or two times that of a new primary school teacher in a township or even a county town.

The admission scores for teacher training colleges are very low, and they even admit students with reduced scores.

So it's understandable that Su Ping couldn't solve the problem. If she had, she probably would have applied to a finance-related college with a slightly higher admission score, even if she applied for a junior college.

Su Ping raised her young face and glared fiercely at Zhao Chang'an, but still held onto a glimmer of hope despite her displeasure at being looked down upon. Her voice, tinged with the fiery temper of a young girl, said, "You can?"

Zhao Chang'an said matter-of-factly, "Of course not! It's just that seeing someone like you, a slacker like me, makes me feel a sense of kinship."

Su Ping was stunned for a moment, then said angrily, "I'm nothing, my English is very good."

"I know, I know, it's like you're only good at one subject and have a limp."

Zhao Chang'an still looked at her with a smile. The outline of her face now had a vague resemblance to Su Ping, who would grow up to be a young woman ten years later, but not very much. Instead, Su Ping ten years later would resemble Li Yanqiu more in terms of figure, face and personality.

Su Ping rolled her eyes at Zhao Chang'an, completely ignoring him, and continued to struggle with the geometry problems on the test paper with her pencil and ruler.

Zhao Chang'an stopped teasing the little girl. Wang Weihong, who was cooking under the canvas tent outside, and Wei Pan, who was helping to serve the dishes, both glanced over here a few times.

Su Ping is probably twelve or thirteen years old with Zhao Chang'an, who is only ten years older than her. It's no wonder that Wang Weihong and Wei Pan kept glancing over here, trying to get close to a young girl like this.

He opened a bottle of mineral water, took a sip, walked out of the supermarket, returned to the small table inside the canvas tent, and idly watched a DVD martial arts movie on TV.

If Jin Feiyue weren't coming over to talk to him later, he would have called Fan Chao to tell him not to slack off, because his future wife was having a headache trying to solve a math problem.

Zhao Chang'an called Tian Xue and said he was waiting to eat skewers at the Weihong Supermarket food stall. There was no one else around, and Jin Feiyue, the president of Yinlong Group, would be coming over later. He asked her if she wanted to come.

Tian Xue naturally came over. Actually, the hotel's main entrance wasn't far from here. One was in the southwest corner of the airport terminal's main plaza, and the supermarket was in the southeast corner, about 50 or 60 meters away after turning the corner.

Moreover, there are armed police patrolling and standing guard, so the security is very good.

Zhao Chang'an was still a little worried, so he gave Wei Pan a deposit of one hundred yuan so that she and her husband could continue preparing the dishes, while he went out to pick them up.

As a result, even after arriving at the entrance of the Aviation Hotel, Tian Xue still hadn't come down. Knowing that girls need to put on makeup and dress up before going out, after all, women dress up for those they want to please, Zhao Chang'an simply squatted on the steps to the side of the hotel entrance, smoking and waiting patiently.

People were constantly coming and going from the hotel. Most of them were young men and women with good figures and looks. They were usually in groups of three or five or in pairs. Of course, there were also some dressed in a very modern and fashionable way, wearing high heels, who came down the hotel steps and got into the cars that came to pick them up.

Zhengzhou Airport is the largest aviation hub in the central region. Every night, a lot of passenger planes will be parked here to take off the next day. If the flight attendants have flight missions the next day, they rarely stay in the city at night. This is because it is more than 50 kilometers to the highway entrance to the city, not to mention the time spent in and out of the city, which takes more than an hour one way.

Therefore, many flight attendants and stewards are staying in this hotel, including some foreign flight attendants from foreign airlines. Of course, they are not willing to spend their time watching TV in the hotel.

Because Zhao Chang'an was squatting in a dark place, and his seat was on the south side of the steps where few people walked, none of these people recognized him, or rather, none of the flight attendants were interested in looking at a lewd man squatting in the dark with his back to them.

And they were smoking. These flight attendants sometimes have a lot of work pressure, and some of them secretly smoke. However, the flight attendants who smoke dislike these smokers, and the flight attendants who don't smoke dislike them even more.

At this moment, a group of flight attendants, pulling suitcases and chatting and laughing, walked over. Two of the male flight attendants were a little louder, saying that they would treat everyone to barbecue at a street food stall that evening.

One person said to go to the Weihong Supermarket, while another said that the supermarket was too noisy and the owner showed movies every day to attract migrant workers. After drinking some cat urine, those migrant workers saw female flight attendants with eyes that glowed red like wolves.

They must be flight attendants who just got off the plane.

Zhao Chang'an didn't turn his head to look, as if he were a coward who had never seen a flight attendant before. You know, he has already slept with at least one flight attendant, and there is another beautiful flight attendant who, apart from that place, he has either touched or kissed other parts of her body.

As for the flight attendant saying that there are many migrant workers at Wang Weihong's food stall, to be fair and objective, there are indeed many migrant workers there.

Zhengzhou Airport was only completed in August 1997, less than five years ago. There are still a lot of ancillary facilities under construction in the surrounding area. Moreover, the airport's location has boosted the local economy and demand, with a large number of buildings under construction in the surrounding area.

Most of these construction workers were young men recruited from rural areas. They were all full of vigor and had strong sexual desires. After drinking a little alcohol, it's easy to imagine that they would be tempted by the beautiful flight attendants in their tight skirts, black stockings, and high heels.

This is one of the reasons why Zhao Chang'an was still a little worried about Tian Xue, even though it was only a few steps away, and came to pick her up.

Zhao Chang'an certainly respects these workers who earn money through their own abilities, but he cannot completely ignore the facts and lie through his teeth just because of this political correctness.

I glanced at my watch in the moonlight. More than ten minutes had passed since I made the call at the food stall. It was incredibly slow.

However, I wasn't impatient, since I was waiting here anyway, and I was waiting at the food stalls too.

"Are you getting impatient?"

Tian Xue's joyful voice came from behind. Zhao Chang'an stood up and turned around to look. He saw a stunningly beautiful woman standing on the steps, wearing a floral dress. The spring breeze blew from the airport in the south, accurately outlining the contours of her legs and waist under the dress. Zhao Chang'an knew that he had to have Tian Xue tonight, otherwise, Tian Xue would have wasted her time showing him this beautiful sight.

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Yu Zhiruo's heart was pounding. She casually leaned her suitcase against the wall, said that the air in the room was not good, and quickly walked to the window, pulled back the curtains, opened the window, and peered down the steps of the hotel.

Disappointed, she saw that the man who had been squatting on the steps with his back turned was nowhere to be found. She quickly searched down and across the square, but unfortunately, she couldn't find him after looking for a long time.