005 [Cliché Encounter]
At the time of the Republic of China, Rongping City was still a poor mountain and bad water, and Diao Min was not poor.
Even if New China is established, there is still a mountain nest to claim the emperor, canonize the queen and concubine, and widely seal the prime minister and prince. In the end, he was attacked by the county police for ten miles, and he was trapped in the destruction of the country, leaving behind a legendary story that is ridiculous.
It was probably in the late 60s, when the country was preparing for the Third World War and began a large-scale internal relocation of the construction of the third front. The remote city of Rongping finally ushered in vitality, not only moved to the central enterprises, but also opened a railway, and even the administrative area has more than doubled.
However, since the 80s, Rongping City's industry has been dying.
Song Shumin is definitely a star entrepreneur in the local area, and under his auspices, he has also successfully revitalized several state-owned enterprises. If he hadn't played too far ahead, the city leaders would have to treat him as an ancestor, after all, the provincial leaders would have preferred the Song family's winery every time they came to inspect.
The ten-storey department store in the city was also invested by Song Shumin two years ago. The eighth, ninth and tenth floors are used as hotels, but all the guests who come to Rongping City will inevitably choose to stay here, which greatly broadens the social relationship of Boss Song.
Because of this, Song Shumin committed such a big incident, which dragged on for nearly half a year, and finally was summarily sentenced to eight and a half years in prison.
Song Weiyang passed by the department store on a bus, and sighed in his heart, if his father was not so intense, he could stay at home and be a rich second generation with peace of mind. The ten-storey building, still located in the center of the city, was calculated in units of 100 million after 20 years, but unfortunately it has now been nationalized.
"It's time to get off the train, it's time to get off!"
The conductor shouted viciously, dragging the money with one hand and the ticket box with the other, and his eyes were fixed on the direction of the door. It seemed that if one of the passengers was slow, she was about to kick it down. And the people who were riding in the car were not surprised, and subconsciously quickened their pace, pouring out of the door that had not yet been fully opened.
The train station is very dilapidated, the exterior walls are stained with black soot, and the coal from the city's only state-owned enterprise has to be transported from here.
As soon as Song Weiyang walked to the window where he was queuing to buy a ticket, he saw someone scratching the bag with a blade. He didn't make a sound warning, because he couldn't control it at all, so he could only take a more cautious look at his belongings.
In the early 90s, public order was very, very chaotic, and vicious cases emerged one after another.
On the train, for example, it was almost to the point of an open flame. At night, gangsters often rummaged through their luggage one by one, and they were armed with knives in groups of three or five, and even if the passengers found out, they could only choose to pretend to sleep.
Reckless!
Because of this, ten years after the 83 Strike Hard, the central government launched another 93 Strike Hard.
There are certainly unjust, false and wrongly decided cases, but if they are not cracked down, they will not work, and the unhealthy trend has reached the point where it is unbearable.
Song Weiyang took away his eldest brother's 81-style military spur when he went out, which was also a precaution. If someone robs him of his start-up capital, he will admit it when there are many people, and when there are few people, he will directly fight hard, and there is no excessive defense when he stabs two to death. After all, during the crackdown, maybe the police will reward him for his bravery.
Carefully get on the train, and it is already more than three o'clock in the afternoon when the train leaves the station. In those years, the tourism industry was not developed, there were few passengers in the summer, and the seats were spacious enough for Song Weiyang to lie down.
Nothing happened all the way, and we arrived in the provincial capital around the evening. Song Weiyang slept in the waiting hall for a night, chewing on buns and queuing up to buy tickets early in the morning, and finally grabbed a seat.
After all, this is a provincial capital, and passengers from all over the province need to transfer here to the coast.
On the train at ten o'clock, Song Weiyang was holding a schoolbag and briefcase, with a Type 81 military thorn with a sheath inserted in his waist, and he was so hot that he was sweating in minutes.
No air conditioning, no air conditioning, no air conditioning, important things need to be said three times.
Under the scorching sun, the carriage turned into an oven, and the passengers were crowded, and the taste was indescribable.
Fortunately, the neighbor is a middle-aged man with a polite temperament, and if he meets a fox smell, he will definitely let Song Weiyang die before he can leave the school.
"Little brother, please take a hand!" said the middle-aged man, holding up the big box.
Song Weiyang had no choice but to stand in the aisle, help lift the other party's suitcase onto the luggage rack, and said casually: "It's very heavy, you have to have a hundred pounds." ”
The two put away their luggage, and the middle-aged man took out his business card and said: "A little souvenir, sample, take it to the coast to explore the market." Little brother, you look like you're still a student. ”
"My face is tender, I'm 25 years old," Song Weiyang said casually, "Don't give your surname Ma, Ma Qiangdong." ”
The middle-aged man smiled: "Brother Ma really doesn't look old. ”
Song Weiyang glanced down at the business card, which was printed with the words "Liu Bin, General Manager of Shenlan Trading Company". He didn't take it seriously, these years the manager is all over the place, there are as many bosses as dogs, a billboard fell down and shot ten to death, nine and a half are managers, and the remaining half are deputies.
Song Weiyang put away his business card and asked, "Brother Liu went to the sea, right?"
Liu Bin lifted his glasses and said with some stinky fart: "It's boring for the little section chief to be in front of him, but it's better to go to the sea to do business." Mu among them, you know, the one that exchanged canned food for the plane. I dealt with him, and as long as I started the business, he promised to invest me 10 million. ”
"Awesome!" Song Weiyang gave a thumbs up and complimented, and mourned for 30 seconds in his heart.
The little section chief in front of him who went to the sea to do business, if he didn't make any money, it was okay to say, if he could really start the business, he would definitely be trapped by Mu Zhong.
The two didn't talk a few words, and the passengers sitting opposite each other also came.
One is a little old man in his 50s, his suit is a little too wide, and he can't take it off even if it's so hot, and his sweat sticks softly to his body.
One is a beautiful woman in her 20s, wearing a really good shirt, combing two braids, her forehead is full of beads of sweat, her face is hot and red, and she looks down from her neck - so fierce!
The girl fanned her slap a few times, then got up and held the window hard, and said to the little old man, "Uncle, come and sit here." By the window, it was windy and cool. ”
"It's okay, I'm carrying the heat. The little old man said.
Liu Bin stared at the girl's chest for a long time, and did not withdraw his gaze until the train started, and took the initiative to talk: "Listen to the two accents, are they from Kangnan's side?"
The girl didn't speak, and the little old man answered, "Kangnan is here." ”
Liu Bin hit the snake and put the stick, and immediately took out his business card Hu Kan: "I know Kangnan well, and I have been to the leader to investigate many times." Kangnan Steel Foundry knows, right? Director Wei is my buddy. ”
Hearing this, the girl was also attracted and hurriedly asked, "Are you familiar with the cotton mill?"
Liu Bin immediately patted his chest: "It's ripe! The director of the cotton spinning factory is called Zhong Yuanchao, I have drunk wine with him, do you say it is familiar?"
The girl was suddenly pleasantly surprised, and said to the little old man, "Uncle, he really knows Director Zhong." ”
"Ahem!" the little old man coughed dryly, as if he did not want to communicate again.
Liu Bin's face was very thick-skinned, and he said familiarly: "Are you going to Huadu or Shencheng?"
Unsuspecting, the girl replied, "Go to the deep city." ”
"Coincidentally, I'm also going to Shencheng," Liu Bin reminded, "Do you have a border pass?"
"What pass?" said the girl, confused.
Liu Bin said: "You need a pass to enter the Special Economic Zone, and you can't get through without a permit. ”
The girl was a little panicked, and asked the little old man sideways, "Uncle, what should I do?"
The little old man squinted his eyes and said, "We have a certificate, and we have done it a long time ago." Peaches, there are a lot of bad people outside, don't talk nonsense. ”
"Oh. The girl immediately bowed her head.
Liu Bin glanced at the little old man suspiciously, but he didn't think much about it, it was indeed appropriate to be cautious when going out.
Song Weiyang sat next to him and kept silent, staring at the girl from time to time. He felt that this woman was very familiar, where he should have seen it in his previous life, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
"Hello, my name is Ma Qiangdong. Song Weiyang suddenly stretched out his palm.
The girl seemed to be very uncomfortable with the handshake ceremony, her hand reached halfway and then retracted, and nodded shyly: "My name is Chen Tao." ”
Song Weiyang searched his intestines and thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't remember when he met a beautiful woman named "Chen Tao". Maybe it's just a coincidence, there are more Chinese, and it is normal for a few to look alike.