My rebirth is different

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"Niu Niu, you just graduated from junior high school, listen to what my sister said, you should at least finish high school before talking, otherwise, you will regret something in the future."

The car stopped in front of her yard, and Mother Zhou came out with her two daughters.

"Mom, I bought something for the family."

Zhou Mengyi parked the car, pointed to the big truck behind her and said.

Mama Zhou froze for a moment, she needed to use a truck to buy something.

But she soon knew, the big truck opened the compartments, and the two porters jumped down and started to move things down.

Sony big color TV, Siemens two-door refrigerator, Siemens front-loading washing machine, Daikin air conditioner, and even a home theater!

The family didn't have these things before, but this time, Zhou Mengyi had all the supplies.

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After the truck was sent away and the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, the mother and daughter closed the courtyard door and returned to the room.

Looking at her eldest daughter, Zhou's mother sighed in her heart.

Perhaps, her daughter's choice is not wrong.

Looking at her current complexion, and her temperament, she can clearly feel that her daughter is really different from before.

"He... did my dad say when he will come back?"

Sitting in the living room, Zhou Mengyi asked her mother.

"Hurry up, I just called yesterday and said I'll be right back. Darling, let's spend the Chinese New Year at home this year."

Mother Zhou's face showed a begging expression.

Her husband and daughter were at odds, and as a wife and mother, she was caught in a dilemma.

She also knew that her husband was doing something wrong.

But what can I do? I've been married for decades, so I can't just get a divorce because my husband is incompetent, hopeless, and has a bad temper.

What's more, the husband's nature is not bad.

Among other things, since he went out to work in May, he would remit money back every two months.

It is conceivable that he still works hard outside, otherwise he would not have earned so much money.

As for what her husband does outside, Zhou's mother also asked, but she didn't understand.

Anyway, what it means is that when you drive a car, your income is not bad.

Seeing the look on her mother's face, Zhou Mengyi's heart softened.

Forget it, let's stay for the New Year, not for anything else, just for my mother and two younger sisters.

As for the father, just don't talk to him.

Speaking of Father Zhou, what is he doing now...

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"Quit! I won't do this anymore. Earning this money is unconscionable! It will be short-lived, Xiao Liu, you son of a bitch, don't do it, go home with uncle. If your mother knows that you are such a deceit, See if she doesn't break your leg!"

Father Zhou took off his white gloves cursingly and threw them into an old Fukang car.

Xiao Liu is his nephew, also from the same town.

This time he came to Shanghai to work, and it was Xiao Liu who brought him here.

In the past six months, the two of them worked together and drove the same car.

One drives, the other solicits, taking turns.

It was only when Father Zhou came to Shanghai that he knew that not everyone could be a taxi driver.

Not to mention the many requirements, there is also an exam, and local household registration is required.

Where can I get this thing?

Besides, he has inquired about it. In Shanghai, a taxi license plate can be sold for 30 yuan!

That's not even counting the money you paid for the car.

If you count the money to buy the car, it will be in the early 50!

It almost scared Father Zhou to pee.

These days, people who can afford 50 will still come to drive a taxi?

He was skeptical.

But the reality is that even if you are willing to pay 50 yuan, you can't get that license!

Taxi is still a profiteering industry.

Fortunately, there is a nephew Xiao Liu, otherwise Father Zhou really doesn't know what he should do.

Xiao Liu brought him into a circle, and in this circle, everyone drives cars, they can be considered as taxis, but they are not formal.

Also known as the "black car"...

There is a clear division of labor in the circle. Some people pay for a car, some are responsible for driving, some are responsible for soliciting customers, and some are responsible for keeping watch.

Of course, there are also people in charge of "security" work...

Their activities are mainly concentrated in railway stations and long-distance bus stations, and they also go to the airport, but relatively few.

Zhou's father participated in the activity for the first time, as a role of watching and learning.

At a long-distance station in Modu, they were a group of five or six people, driving a dilapidated van and a second-hand Fukang.

The van is for soliciting customers, and Fukang is for his own people.

"Where are you going, big sister? Is it the train station? Come on, come on, the bus leaves just one person away, and the price is cheap! It's almost like a bus."

"Brother, are you going to Lujiazui? The train will start right away, and you will leave as soon as you get on the bus. It's full!"

"How much? Just give it as you see, it's cheap."

"It costs more than 80 yuan to take a taxi. I'm as fast as a taxi, and I only charge you ten yuan! Do you want to take a ride?"