On the day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Oucheng District has been extremely lively since the early morning.

The city seems to have turned into a bazaar overnight, outside the small shops on both sides of the road, eight-treasure porridge, noodles, coconut water, Jianlibao, all kinds of genuine and miscellaneous cards anyway, as long as they appear on TV, theoretically they can still get their hands on things, and the whole box is piled up into a small hill and placed on the driveway and no one cares. When a customer asks for a price, the shopkeeper will loudly offer a price of dozens of yuan, and then the guest counteroffers ten yuan and eight yuan, and the shopkeeper will boldly agree, and the feeling of the New Year is nothing more than that.

However, the slightly more expensive liquor and cigarettes will be carefully placed in a more conspicuous place on the shelves of the store, waiting to be sold to the wives who are fat and fat in those days, and they will go out shopping on the other day as a souvenir for visitors.

Behind the glossy streets, the dilapidated alleys that seem to remain like this forever are also filled with a festive atmosphere. After a few heavy rains, the smell of paint faded by half, but there is always a little bit of smell in the air, and many people even like this smell.

On both sides of the painted door, the red Spring Festival couplets are pasted, and the door is pasted with an upside-down blessing word, which is not the same as the past hundreds of thousands of years. Coming out of the small courtyard of Lin Miao's house, more than ten meters outside the small courtyard, the corner that had just been cleaned by the cleaners yesterday evening was full of garbage, and the smell of urine was mixed with the smell of gunpowder, and the smell covered more than ten meters around.

Along the straight road of Lane 72 of Tianji Lane, there were all kinds of small shops with "prodigy" and "Lao Lin" signboards last year, and the signboards have long since collapsed with Lao Lin's reputation, and several public opinion crusades against Lin Miao have been taken off, and they have been replaced with their original names, and the celebrity economy has ceased to exist since the summer of 96 because of the complete collapse of celebrity personalities.

But fortunately, there are still many people here who firmly believe in Lin Miao's magic, and they all say that they grew up watching Lin Miao, and they saw what kind of immortal Lin Miao was a few years ago, so they followed Lin Miao to advance and retreat together, and they actually made a lot of money by brainless stock speculation.

Only those who do not even have the capital to speculate in stocks can only pinch their noses and live back to the original life of hard work and selling vegetables, and then they can't save a few dollars after a year of hard work, and on the day of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, they still have to grit their teeth and buy thirty or fifty more vegetables than usual. The parents who spoil the children will also ruthlessly take out two or three yuan from the breakfast in the next few days, so that the children can buy some firecrackers and play with the children in the yard. After touching my chest and thinking about it, isn't this just burning money?

"I saw Lin Miao on TV again yesterday, participating in a ...... or something with the mayor."

"Do you understand? That's not the mayor, it's the secretary!"

"It's all the same, is there a difference?"

Five or six children from Tianji Lane came out of the alley and walked towards Lianjiang Road, the destination of which was the square construction site on Wangjiang Road. Although there is no point in running to the construction site for the Chinese New Year, the children's life does not seem to be meaningless, and they really have nowhere else to go except this construction site.

Discussing Lin Miao's movements has now become a part of the daily life of the children in Tianji Alley, because this not only shows that they are concerned about social affairs, but also creates a different kind of coercion. In fact, not only children, but also adults are basically the same. Many people sometimes even make a special detour to go to Xicheng Street for a walk, and then if they have children around, they will point to the Mingyue community, and the father will say to the child: "Well, Lin Miao's family lives here." ”

Children usually say "um" and then decide that they must be the first in the class at the end of the semester.

It's a pity that so far, no child around Lin Miao's house can do it.

"Grasshopper, wasn't Lin Miao very good with you before? Why don't you get in touch with each other?" The older one of the children, following his father's example, asked Lin Miao's former friend Zhang Miao in an old-fashioned manner.

Zhang Miao's impression of Lin Miao is actually very light, he is one year younger than Lin Miao, and when Lin Miao's family moved away from Tianji Lane, he was only six years old. The memories before the age of five have almost disappeared, and the only impressions of Lin Miao after the age of five are still some scattered memory fragments, but this does not prevent him from pretending to be with the children in the yard with a little vanity, putting his hands in his trouser pockets, and saying loudly as he walked: "He is in high school, and he is different from us." ”

The eldest child immediately smiled and said: "It's different somewhere, that is, read a little earlier, we really want to skip a grade, not to mention jumping so much, you can always jump at one or two levels, the main thing is how to choose yourself." In the past, when Lin Miao was here, he didn't come first in everything, he didn't play the puzzle game before me, and he couldn't shoot me with paper. ”

"That's right, it's really not good for Lin Miao to play those things that require a turn of the brain, he is good at reading, reading, as long as he has a good memory, the key is to be able to memorize. Lin Miao is really good at memorizing things, once I compared with him to memorize a dictionary, he memorized seven or eight pages, and I only memorized seven or eight lines......" A child on the side said conclusively about his past with Lin Miao.

When the passers-by heard it, they looked sideways, which made the child suddenly full of pride, and his voice became brighter and brighter: "Another time I compared with Lin Miao, I only lost two questions from him, but my abacus is better than him, and Lin Miao's reaction is not as fast as mine!"

The eldest child frowned slightly when he heard this, then smiled again, and said loudly: "Blow your mother's force! Lin Miao moved away just a few months after studying, what kind of place did you go to compare with him?"

"Yes! once!" the bragging kid insisted, "you don't know!

The children were noisy, and before they knew it, they had arrived at the intersection of Lianjiang Road and Wangjiang Road.

Zhang Miao, who had long been forgotten by the eldest child, stood next to the construction site of Wangjiang Square, tilting his head, looking up at the Wangjiang Mansion not far away, hearing that Lin Miao was working in it now, he wanted to go over and have a look, but it seemed that strangers were not allowed inside.

Lin Miao's phone number had also been changed a long time ago, and he actually couldn't contact Lin Miao at all. The Lin Miao he usually sees on TV and in the newspaper seems to be no longer the same person as he remembers......

After all, Zhang Miao, who was only in the second grade of primary school after the New Year, had not yet learned to be sad and sad, but just felt a trace of emptiness, and at this moment, the noisy road behind him suddenly quieted down.

Zhang Miao turned his head to look and saw three cars slowly passing by the crowded Lianjiang Road.

All the pedestrians involuntarily quieted down, hundreds of people watched the convoy pass by, Zhang Miao stared at the three cars, and when the car in the middle passed in front of him slowly, Zhang Miao's eyes lit up slightly.

Through the car window, he seemed to see Lin Miao sitting in the car.

Zhang Miao was indeed not mistaken.

The eyes of the two people staggered through the car window, and Lin Miao didn't even have time to give Zhang Miao a smile, and the convoy drove out of Lianjiang Road. Lin Miao blinked and smiled slightly.

When he passed the intersection just now, among the several children around Zhang Miao, there seemed to be one or two that he could name.

Huang Qingqing saw Lin Miao smiling inexplicably, and couldn't help asking, "Boss, what did you see?"

The corners of Lin Miao's mouth raised, and she replied honestly: "The childhood of the previous life. ”

Huang Qingqing rolled his eyes in his heart, too lazy to continue the topic.

She thought to herself that this little bean Ding must be crazy.

Either open your mouth and say that twenty years later, or say that the childhood of the previous life, the timeline is so messy, can you still communicate normally?

Lin Miao looked at the road outside the car reflecting the past, both dilapidated and full of unknown vitality.

History seems to penetrate through him in a distorted posture, bringing him new feelings and taking away many memories of his past. So many classmates, colleagues, friends, netizens and even relatives from the first grade of primary school to the moment before his rebirth may not appear in his life again in the future, all his social relations have changed, and everything in life has become more and more mysterious, but it is so real, so real and so palpable.

He looked up at his new watch, which had the date on it.

February 6, 1997, Chinese New Year's Eve.

The King of Fighters 97 arcade, which once made him feel quite frustrated, has not yet appeared in the arcade hall of Dongou City, but he has shaken off the shackles of the times and accelerated on the road beyond the times.

Lin Miao suddenly said softly: "Qingqing." ”

Huang Qingqing sat up slightly: "Huh?"

Lin Miao said: "I want to give you a salary increase." ”

Huang Qingqing's face was overjoyed.

Lin Miao said again: "So I'm just thinking about it, don't take it seriously." ”

Huang Qingqing lowered his face and said, "Boss, is it interesting for you to play as a secretary at half past eight in the morning?"

Lin Miao said: "It's okay, adjust the atmosphere, before the negotiation, let's mobilize our emotions and be enthusiastic." ”

Huang Qingqing couldn't help but say, "Damn." ”

Hong Peng, who was driving, laughed.

In less than two minutes, three cars stopped in front of the Wangjiang Building.

Two other cars were already parked in front of the door.

Hong Peng drove the car for Lin Miao, stretched out his hand to Lin Miao as a handrail, and walked out of the car from Miaoye. The car door slammed shut, leaving the three of them waiting in the car downstairs, and the rest of the group hugged Lin Miao and entered the building in all directions.

In the Chinese New Year's Eve, the building was quiet, and only a few floors were still active, most of them were evacuated at the end of the year, and everything that could be moved was removed. It may be that it is bigger and change places, or it may be that it is closed at a loss.

Anyway, there's nothing new under the sun, and it's going to be this urine in another twenty years.

Take the elevator up to the 15th floor, only the front desk is still in Jianghai Fangkai Company.

Seeing Lin Miao and his party coming in, the front desk hurriedly got up: "Mr. Lin, Mr. Wang has arrived, in the conference room." ”

"Good. Lin Miao simply replied with a word and strode towards the conference room.

Walking to the door of the conference room, Wang Bin pushed the door open for Lin Miao.

Lin Miao walked straight into the room, and in the conference room, Wang Baoji and a few people seemed to have been sitting for a while.

Lin Miao Shi Ran walked to the top and sat down, Huang Qingqing followed and pulled away the chair on his left hand and sat down, another extremely beautiful girl sat next to Huang Qingqing again, Wang Bin and several bodyguards stood behind Lin Miao, a group of people stood firm in a big battle, and sat down well, Lin Miao was not in a hurry, facing Wang Zhuan, and smiled slightly: "Mr. Wang, it's so early today." ”

Wang Baoji smiled faintly and said, "Wait to get out, Jiang Haifang has nothing to do with me." ”

"There is fate, but it's a little shallower. Lin Miao said, "But this industry is really not suitable for you, you are too anxious, the seeds sown this year will grow into fruit orchards next year to pick fruits, not your style of fast in and out." ”

Wang Baoji smiled inappropriately.

Lin Miao said to Huang Qingqing: "Qingqing, show the contract to Mr. Wang." ”

Huang Qingqing looked at the big beauty beside him.

The big beauty immediately opened the briefcase, took out the contract, got up and put it in front of Wang's charter plane.

Wang Baoji glanced at the big beauty first, then picked up the contract, flipped it twice, shook his head and sighed: "Buy 35% of my shares for 10 million, and Lao Tzu's 300 million funds will take at least three or five years to get back." In three or five years, I can do whatever I want with this money, and 300 million can become 1 billion. ”

Lin Miao said: "The Ouxi Expressway is also a project for the benefit of the country and the people, and the country will be grateful to you if the road is built in the future." ”

Wang Baoji said with a smile: "Lao Tzu can't stay at his own house, what's the use of the country thanking me? ”

Lin Miao said: "Lao Kang will leave after 7 years at most, and you can come back after 7 years." ”

"Come back and see your little boy's face?" Wang Baoji smiled, "How old will you be in 7 years?"

Lin Miao said: "16 years old. ”

Wang Baoji picked up the pen, signed the contract with a brush, and said in an exaggerated tone: "Ouch, it's amazing, you can get an ID card at the age of 16." ”

Lin Miao said with a smile: "The ID card has been obtained, and the provincial department has opened a back door for me and issued a temporary ID card, which is valid for 4 years." The names of the legal representatives of the three companies here have all changed back to my name. ”

Wang Baoji smiled, signed the book, and looked at Huang Qingqing's beautiful assistant.

The big beauty immediately handed over the other copy to Wang Baoji, and then picked up the one signed by Wang Baoji and handed it to Lin Miao.

Lin Miao took the contract, took the pen from Huang Qingqing's hand, and signed his name.

After a while, they were signed in duplicate and each used their own seal.

Lin Miao covered the cap of the pen, put down the pen, got up and walked to Wang Baoji, stretched out his hand to Wang Baoji and said: "Mr. Wang, the world of Shanghai is vast and promising, I wish you all the best." ”

Wang Baoji hesitated, shook hands with Lin Miao, and asked, "Is the Internet promising?"

Lin Miao said: "It has the same future as Shanghai. ”

Wang Baoji smiled, let go of Lin Miao's hand, stood up, and walked outside.

Lin Miao suddenly shouted again: "Uncle Wang!"

"Huh?" Wang turned his head strangely, "what else?"

Lin Miao said seriously: "Pay attention to your health and have a physical examination every year." ”

Wang Baoji smiled, turned his head and left, and muttered in his mouth: "Dog, you are so hypocritical and promising at a young age." ”

Lin Miao watched Wang charter the plane and walked away, and instructed Huang Qingqing's Ma Zai: "Xiaowan, you have to work hard for the Chinese New Year this year, hurry up and buy the Wangjiang Mansion, you can also keep an eye on the decoration of my home, and Teacher Di's wedding, don't forget." ”

The big beauty named Lin Wanru smiled and said, "Okay, I've written it down." ”

Lin Wanru is the front desk called by Guo Siqi, Lin Miao inquired about it, she actually graduated from 211 University, her education is more hardcore than Huang Qingqing's, and she feels very good after the interview, she is not pretentious, she is not pretentious, and her appearance is also eye-catching, so she simply put it under the account and listened to it.

A few people talked, walked out slowly, and walked to the elevator, Lin Wanru asked again: "Mr. Lin, the decoration master said that the floor of your house is a bit low, only 3.6 meters, and the upper edge of the rebound is more than 3.9 meters, what do you want to do?"

Lin Miao silently stared at the lights of the elevator, pondered for a moment, and spit out a perfect answer: "Sawed off." ”