It was the sixth day of the lunar calendar, and a crescent moon hung high in the night sky.

The "stowaways" are like rats, lining up to drill through narrow dog holes. Although they don't know each other, they have a tacit understanding and try not to make the slightest sound.

"Shhhh

The sound of the cloth breaking broke the silence, and the fat director climbed halfway through, turned around and scolded: "Lao Tzu's trousers, brand goods!"

"Hahahaha!" Someone finally couldn't help it, covering their mouths and snorting.

Zheng Xuehong suddenly said angrily: "Laugh at the fart, don't make a sound." ”

No one paid attention to him, and everyone began to discuss it in a whisper-

"Which way are you going?"

"On the left, I see a lot of lights over there. ”

"There is also light in the south. ”

"Which side is south?"

"We came from the north, and the south was ahead. ”

"Leave him in mind and go to the place where the lights are brightest. ”

"Yes, I heard that the Special Administrative Region is a city that never sleeps, and the lights are on all night. ”

"Comrades, everyone is breaking up into pieces to fight guerrillas, and don't be served by the border guards. ”

"I'm in favor. There are too many of us, and we have big goals, so we have to go separately. ”

“……”

A group of guys who grew up watching the movie "Three Great Wars", with high morale, learned and put their lives to use, quickly drifted to the east and south.

"Brother, wait a while," Zheng Xuehong stopped Song Weiyang, got into the gravel pile and said, "Please help me control the wind, I'll change my pants." ”

"Okay, take your time, we're not in a hurry. Song Weiyang held back a smile.

After stumbling for several minutes, Zheng Xuehong finally changed his pants. The two of them did not dare to turn on their flashlights, and walked forward by the faint moonlight, one foot high and the other low, and several times they almost tripped over the wild grass and vines.

"Someone!"

I don't know how long I walked, Zheng Xuehong suddenly gave a warning and threw himself into the grass on the side of the road, as agile as Sammo Hung.

Song Weiyang was also startled, thinking that it was a border inspection post, so he crawled and hid in the grass and rocks.

Getting closer, Song Weiyang finally saw the situation clearly, but a bicycle team came quietly. There were about seven or eight of them, all of them two or eight trucked bicycles, carrying large bags of goods towards the border line.

Song Weiyang got up with a smile and said to the fat director, "It's okay, it's smuggler." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it scared me to death. Zheng Xuehong's heart jumped straight.

The barbed wire border defense line of the Special Economic Zone has spent hundreds of millions of dollars to build.

Due to the implementation of a series of tax reduction and exemption policies in Shenzhen, the price of imported goods is much lower than that of the mainland, and taxes and fees need to be paid when leaving customs to make up for the price difference. The only role of the bicycle transport team just now is tax evasion, which is strictly speaking smuggling.

After walking for dozens of minutes, Zheng Xuehong was so tired that he gasped, sat on the ground, threw a cigarette to Song Weiyang and said, "Whew, rest for a while." ”

Song Weiyang lit the cigarette, took out two bottles of canned fruit and said, "I haven't eaten two meals, fill my stomach." ”

Zheng Xuehong took out a knife and pried the can open, leaned his neck and chewed violently, lying on the ground and sighed: "Damn, we were still heroes fighting gangsters last night, and in a blink of an eye, we became frightened stowaways." ”

"Regret it?" said Song Weiyang with a smile.

"Regret?" Zheng Xuehong sat up, "My old Zheng doesn't know what regret is, I didn't earn hundreds of thousands, I really won't go back!"

Song Weiyang asked, "What kind of business do you plan to do in the Special Economic Zone?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, let's find a place to live first," Zheng Xuehong patted his ass and stood up, his tone became impassioned, "Brother, I'm not afraid of your jokes, brother, I came to the SAR to make a lot of money." I have a five-year plan, the first year to earn 100,000 yuan, the second year to earn millions, and in the fifth year, I want to be a billionaire! I think you are also a smart and capable person, how about it, do you want to have a big fight with my brother!"

It's more appropriate to daydream, Lao Tzu also plans to become the richest man in the world in ten years.

Song Weiyang didn't bother to complain, and couldn't help but smile: "Don't be a monopoly, let's think about how to make money first, the prices in the Special Economic Zone are not low." ”

Zheng Xuehong was not worried, and said in high spirits: "Seeing that one step at a time, can a living person still suffocate to urine?" I definitely won't work, even if I ask for food, I won't work for others, really for those little money, I might as well continue to be the deputy director in my hometown." Believe me, brother, the streets of the SAR are full of money, just waiting for us to pick it up. If you give up this two hundred pounds of meat, you have to do a great job!"

"Brother is arrogant!" Song Weiyang gave a thumbs up.

Years later, when people talk about this era, some say it's dark, others say it's romantic.

Blood, passion, and wildness are embodied in thousands of Zheng Xuehong.

When people reach middle age, they have a stable job, but they abandon their families and careers, and they are reckless and reckless into the tide of the sea. They didn't even have a specific plan, they only knew that the SAR was full of gold, so they pounced like bloodthirsty wolves to fight for an infinitely better tomorrow.

In this irrational barbaric madness, countless people hit their heads and bleed, and countless recklessly transformed into dragons.

Song Weiyang was not in a hurry to leave, anyway, it was difficult to find a place to live in the dark. He lay on the ground and looked up at the starry sky, and asked casually, "Brother has a story?"

"What a story, a rough man. Zheng Xuehong pinched the cigarette butt and said.

Song Weiyang said: "You were drunk in the dining car, and you said that you almost participated in the Olympics." ”

Zheng Xuehong sighed and sighed: "There is a chance." I used to practice weightlifting, and my best result was the silver medal in the National Games, and I was recommended by the provincial team to participate in the Olympic national team selection. As a result, his mother's bad luck hurt his waist at a critical time, and he could only lie in bed and watch the 84 Olympics. Well, in fact, there is nothing to regret, I was too old at the time, and I guess I couldn't choose it even if I tried my best. ”

"Sister-in-law supports you to come to the SAR?" Song Weiyang asked.

Speaking of his wife, Zheng Xuehong instantly returned to reality, and said with a wry smile: "Support a fart." Women, with long hair and short knowledge, how can they know how wonderful the outside world is. ”

"Sister-in-law is also worried about you. Song Weiyang said.

"Don't talk about that," Zheng Xuehong quickly changed the subject, "Do you know who my idol is?"

Song Weiyang choked up: "Who?"

"Mu Zhong who exchanged canned food for airplanes!" Zheng Xuehong said.

Song Weiyang smiled: "I knew it was him." ”

Like Zheng Xuehong, a hot-blooded middle-aged man who does not learn or know, most of them worship Mu Zhong, they advocate wild roads, and they feel that only in this way are real business wizards.

As for the vast number of young students, they worship Shi Yuzhu as a god, dreaming that one day they can also make a fortune through knowledge and talent.

Zheng Xuehong seems to be suffocated, he comes from a small remote county, closed and old-fashioned, and the people there regard him as a crazy and fool, and he actually threw away his iron rice bowl to do business. He was very depressed in his heart, and he couldn't find anyone who could speak, and now he caught Song Weiyang and poured bitter water and kept talking - the two had fought side by side and were worthy of trust.

I was idle until the middle of the night, and I had enough rest before I continued to move forward.

I don't know how long I walked, but I passed through several villages along the way, and finally came to a neighborhood with a modern atmosphere.

The city that never sleeps is blowing, it is dark everywhere, and even neon signs are rare on the streets, probably after dark, and only the lights can be seen in the scattered buildings.

The two of them didn't bother to find a hotel, so they sat directly on the side of the road and waited for dawn, which was cheaper for mosquitoes in the Special Administrative Region.

The moon set and the sun rose, and with the faint morning light, Song Weiyang finally saw the words on the building in the distance - Electronic Building.

Why did this Nima come to Huaqiangbei?