Pampered in the Eighties

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The people of the old Feng family and the old Zhang family had something in their hearts, and they couldn't sleep well. They got up early the next day. After a hasty breakfast in the hotel, they greeted their family members and sat down with their luggage bags. Got into a taxi.

Old man Feng also took out the newspaper he kept in his collection and asked the driver, "Master, I heard that there is a securities business department in Jing'an District, right? Do you know how to get there?"

"Oh, you're going to the stock exchange, you know, it's right next to the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China. Few people go there specifically. What are you going for?"

This driver is a taxi driver. Of course, he knows the way. Like most taxi drivers, his biggest feature is that he can talk about mountains. No matter what guests he encounters, he can chat endlessly.

Of course, old man Feng couldn't tell the truth, so he said with a haha: "We are visiting relatives from other places. My family has relatives who live nearby. I am not familiar with Shanghai, so I will trouble you, master."

"No trouble, it turns out that you are going to visit relatives. Many Alahai people used to go to other places to be educated youths. Are your relatives also educated youths?"

The driver started the car skillfully, and while driving, he did not forget to gossip.

"No, it's a distant relative, I haven't seen each other for many years..."

Old man Feng traveled south and north, and his ability to talk about mountains was almost a housekeeping skill. The most feared thing was chatting. He talked nonsense with the driver, and took the opportunity to get a lot of words out of his mouth.

The place they were going to was not far away, and they arrived in ten minutes. The master and old man Feng were chatting happily, and he was very reluctant to see them get off the bus.

Mengmeng looked at her grandpa who was still waving to the driver, then pursed her lips and said with a smile, "Grandpa is really bad at talking nonsense."

"That's right," Old Man Feng still felt quite proud, patted his chest and said, "Your grandfather and I are not skilled at this. I can live a dead man for him, of course it's amazing."

Madam Feng patted him gently and said, "Teach a bad child, Mengmeng, let's not listen to him, grandma will take you inside."

The Zhang family also got out of another car, and when they saw the grand facade of the securities, the gate and the hall were deserted. There were only a few staff inside, and they looked very unmotivated.

Zhang Guangming said hesitantly: "Did we come to the wrong place? I don't think this place is a bank."

"There should be nothing wrong," Feng Yimin said, pointing to the Industrial and Commercial Bank next door. "The bank is right next to it, and the sign on it is also the bank's securities office. Let's go in and take a look."

The big guy walked into the business hall, and the people there saw them and felt that the family was old and young, and they didn't look like customers who could afford stocks, and no one took the initiative to entertain them.

Only a young man who just arrived came up with the attitude of a dead horse being a living horse doctor. The moment he spoke, he spoke in authentic Shanghai dialect, which was incomprehensible.