Rebirth of the Flying Era

At noon, after having a meal at the canteen, Du Fei got on his bicycle and went straight to the grain station in the north of the city.

When I arrived at the place, I saw that Chu Cheng was sleeping on the table.

Du Fei didn't make any noise either. Besides Chu Cheng, there were other people sleeping in the room.

He picked up a piece of chalk from under the small blackboard with food prices written on it, pointed it at Chu Cheng's head and threw it at it.

"Hey!" Chu Cheng was lying on the floor and had not slept at all. He woke up immediately when there was any disturbance. He raised his head in a daze and saw Du Fei standing outside the counter and smiling at him.

"Oh, I..." Chu Cheng rubbed his face depressedly, walked out and said, "You are a night owl who comes into the house, and you come to the house for anything."

Du Fei said with a smile: "Look at your arrogance, don't tell me that my brother won't miss you if he has something good to do. Tomorrow we will gather in De, and Sister Zhu will treat you to a treat."

When Chu Cheng heard this, he immediately became energetic.

Roast duck in Quanjude! It was Zhu Ting who was treating guests. She couldn't help but look at Du Fei with a strange look and asked in a low voice: "Old Du, tell the truth, are you and Sister Ting... you two so bored?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his two thumbs and bent them towards each other. The meaning was obvious.

Du Fei snorted: "When did you see a man and a woman having sex, and a woman inviting a man out for dinner?"

Chu Cheng thought about it, and asked hurriedly: "What's going on?"

Du Fei explained: "I helped her a few days ago. I agreed to treat me to dinner, but it's not good for a man and a woman to go out alone, so it will be easier for you and Zhou Xiaoli."

Chu Cheng knew the general outline and didn't ask in detail.

Du Fei asked: "By the way, what happened to the guy named Wei last time?"

Chu Cheng's expression was complicated. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or melancholy. He whispered: "That person found out a lot of things. I guess... it's quite embarrassing!"

This result was also expected by Du Fei.

Firstly, the current punishments are indeed more severe; secondly, judging from the way Mr. Wei is acting, his nephew is probably not a good person, and he will be killed if he does too many unjust things.

After telling Chu Cheng the agreed time, Du Fei came out of the grain station and ran to the trust store of the Fire Temple.

It's obviously much deserted here than on Sunday, and the salesperson in the store has become aloof.

Du Fei walked in and looked around, but didn't see Mr. Wei.

First, I went to the watch counter and bought two watches for 60 yuan, a Rolex and a Cartier.

Du Fei has no special preference for watches. He buys watches purely for the blue light contained in watches.

But I bought these two watches today. I haven’t seen the Cartier watch last time, so it must be a new one.

What makes this watch unique is that it comes with an old alligator leather strap.

The two watches Du Fei bought before had only dials and no straps.

He also wanted to find time to get a watch strap, but he never found the time.

This saves you the trouble, you can just repair this piece of Cartier and wear it.

Du Fei happily threw the two watches into his pocket, then wandered to the furniture buying area.

Because the furniture is large, there is no counter here. You can choose whatever you like, and then you can make an invoice and pay for the piece you like.

Du Fei's wandering here has a purpose.

In the past few days, he had already thought about it.

I originally wanted to wait until the house was finished and buy a leather sofa to put in the living room, which would be comfortable to lie on and sit on.

But when I calmed down, I felt that it was too ostentatious and reminded people of the capitalists before liberation.

After much deliberation, I decided to buy some traditional furniture insurance.

But after walking around, he was a little disappointed.

Most of the furniture displayed here is very old and worn. Although there are many pieces of red sandalwood and huanghuali, they are not well preserved and are scratched and worn.

I don’t say how much these things will be worth in the future, but at least if you buy them now, they won’t look much better than the old furniture at home.

Du Fei looked left and right, but still couldn't find anything he liked.

He thought for a while, glanced at it, and walked towards a salesperson who looked very smart: "Comrade, I want to ask you something."

The male salesman was about the same age as Du Fei. He was quite handsome and had oily hair and noodles. When he heard someone saying hello, he looked up.

Du Fei took out an unopened pack of cigarettes, opened them, took out a cigarette, gestured to him, and then put the whole pack of cigarettes on a coffee table next to him.

The salesman's eyes lit up, and he immediately came over knowingly, took the cigarette from Du Fei, glanced at the whole pack, and said with a smile: "Comrade, tell me."

As he spoke, he looked at Du Fei carefully and suddenly said "Hey": "You... do you know Mr. Wei?"

Du Fei was a little surprised: "Have you seen me?"

The salesman slapped his thigh: "You may not have noticed, but I was right next to you when you came to buy a stove that day."

Du Fei thought about it carefully, but he didn't think of this person.

But it doesn't matter, since the other party takes the initiative to mention Mr. Wei, then Mr. Wei can be Du Fei's dearest relative and friend.

"I'm still looking for you when you come in! Why haven't you seen the third master since you came here today?" Du Fei said with a smile, and grabbed the pack of cigarettes he had just taken.

When the young salesman saw it, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but he didn't dare to offend Mr. Wei's friends.

Unexpectedly, Du Fei didn't put the cigarette away, but gave it to him directly.

The salesperson was overjoyed, but said hurriedly: "You... let Mr. Wei know that I am taking your things..."

"We all do our own thing." Du Fei said with a smile, "By the way, I still don't know your last name?"

The salesperson took the flue and said, "My surname is Yang, Yang Weiguo. You can just call me Xiao Yang."

"That's okay~" Du Fei responded simply: "My surname is Du."

"Brother Du!" Yang Weiguo was very knowledgeable and called him immediately.

"Xiao Yang, I think this is a pretty big trust store, but you don't have any decent furniture?"

"Of course there are good ones." Yang Weiguo smiled mischievously and lowered his voice: "Brother Du, this is you! Let me tell you, the real good things are all here..." He rolled his eyes upward and gestured towards the stairs. For a moment: "They're all up there! Can they be placed here?"

Du Fei's heart moved, and he immediately understood the twists and turns.

Materials are scarce these days. As an important second-hand goods circulation channel, trust stores must have many good items in short supply.

But since the demand exceeds supply, there is definitely no need to put it out for sale. Wouldn’t it be nice to hold it in your hand and keep it in exchange for favors?

Du Fei smiled and said, "Can you take me to see it?"

"This..." Yang Weiguo showed a troubled expression: "Brother Du, I don't have enough face! You know Mr. Wei, you can definitely find him."

Du Fei patted him on the shoulder: "Xiao Yang, you are not serious! Of course I can find Lao Wei, but you will miss this opportunity."

Yang Weiguo licked his lips and laughed dryly.

He had just recognized Du Fei and used the name of Third Master Wei to get closer. In fact, he wanted to curry favor with Du Fei.

He saw it all that day, and Mr. Wei was respectful.

There is also Lei Laoliu who came with Du Fei. He is also a high-ranking figure, but he is like a bitch.

Although Yang Weiguo didn't know the specific situation, he was certain that Du Fei was unusual.

But if he really took Du Fei upstairs, he was afraid that Mr. Wei would trouble him later.

Next chapter will be updated at five o’clock,