Xiong Baizhou looked at Liu Daxiang who was crying, and he was also a little distressed, after all, Liu Daxiang is a 17-year-old rural boy, although his personality has a tricky side, but he is still very simple in his bones.

In the past few days, he has experienced hopeless waiting, the rejection of closed doors, and the humiliation of words, and finally this sudden heavy rain, which has destroyed his self-esteem.

Liu Daxiang's cry interrupted the quiet scene and alarmed the girl and her father.

The girl put down the pen in her hand and looked at the sad Liu Daxiang, but she didn't speak.

Her father also noticed the situation, and the middle-aged man's face was a little confused, gesturing with the girl.

The girl nodded and asked softly, "My father asked you if you were hungry, and he made two bowls of noodles for you to eat." ”

After running all night, Xiong Baizhou and Liu Daxiang are still hungry.

Xiong Baizhou's heart was full of gratitude, and he hurriedly said, "Okay, thank you." ”

Two bowls of hot egg noodles, the girl also took an apple intimately and put it on the table of Liu Daxiang, who had been crying.

This is a kind girl.

Although Liu Daxiang had a mental breakdown, the hunger in his stomach was still stimulating his nerves, and in the face of food, he glanced at Xiong Baizhou.

Xiong Baizhou nodded.

Liu Daxiang picked up the chopsticks, said to the girl: "Thank you", and ate by himself.

Xiong Baizhou thought to himself, it would be good to be able to eat, the feeling of satiety would promote the uplifting of the spirit, and after experiencing this series of events, Liu Daxiang's ability to withstand pressure would be greatly improved.

After eating the noodles, Xiong Baizhou personally peeled the apple and handed it to Liu Daxiang.

"Daxiang, is the apple sweet?" asked Xiong Baizhou.

"Sweet"

"Aren't tears bitter?"

"Hmm"

"What we do now is not to continue to suffer, but before that, we must experience tears"

"Success is a comparative level, and with the foil of failure, the joy of having it can be highlighted"

"Daxiang, there may be short-term success in the world, but there is no eternal failure, TCL matter, we must continue to insist"

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In the small room, the girl was doing her homework in "Shasha", occasionally raising her head to listen to Xiong Baizhou's chatter, and her father was also beside her.

She suddenly felt that this kind of life was good.

However, she is introverted and doesn't like to express deliberately, so she just quietly writes three words on scratch paper:

"Happiness"

The rain was still falling at night, and Xiong Baizhou wanted to speak and stopped, but the girl was understanding:

"In the evening, I have wronged you to rest on the bench"

I don't know if it's because I'm too tired running in the rain, or because I've been under too much pressure recently, Xiong Baizhou's heart is unusually calm here.

Listening to the sound of rain, I actually slept until dawn.

The next day, Xiong Baizhou and Liu Daxiang came to the door of TCL again.

Liu Daxiang looked at the closed gate of the factory, like a giant beast crouching, and asked, "Brother Xiong, when do we have to wait?"

"It should be soon"

Xiong Baizhou said calmly.

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"It should be soon," said one of the leaders of several influential leaders sitting together drinking tea in an office in the TCL building.

"Li Donglai will step down soon, we have to work harder, we can't sell a color TV, and the factory has to spend so much money on research and production, it's just a mess."

"Li Donglai is good at everything, but the steps are too big, can we compete with Changhong in color TV?"

"This is a cause entrusted to us by the party and the people, and it cannot be destroyed in the hands of Li Donglai."

The senior leaders of several TCL factories were indignant.

TCL's general manager's office,Li Donglai frowned,Recently, the sales of color TVs are very low,And there was an explosion accident,Although there was no damage to personnel and property,But it still caused a certain negative impact in society。

At this time, the diehards in the factory have found a handle, and the criticism at the party committee has become more and more direct, and Li Donglai is under great pressure.

He feels a lot of pressure,It's not all from the game of the company's top management,There's nothing for him to step down,Even if he is transferred back to the government at the level of a regular department, he still makes steady money,Li Donglai is mainly worried that after he leaves,The color TV business that he worked so hard to run was ruined。

"The color TV market will inevitably take off,It's just not the time yet,But if I can sell a little now,It will also relieve my pressure。 ”

Li Donglai stood up, came to the window, looked at the muddy ground outside, and pondered for a long time in his heart.

"Knock knock", the secretary knocked on the door and came in.

"Mr. Li, you were going to report to Secretary General Jin of the Municipal Party Committee at lunch, what changes have been made to the arrangement, and what materials do I need to prepare?"

"I'll call and ask first, maybe the city leaders don't want to see me at all," Li Dong said in a low voice.

The secretary nodded, and when he was about to go out, Li Donglai suddenly asked: "It rained so heavily yesterday, the two salesmen of Zhoumei Electric should go." “

"I saw it when I came, and it seemed to be still there. “

"Oh", Li Donglai nodded.

"Do you need me to get them in?", the secretary asked tentatively.

Li Donglai did not speak.

Without speaking, he didn't mean to be gone, and the secretary exited the room very interestingly.

Xiong Baizhou and Liu Daxiang waited at the gate of TCL until noon, and there was still no good news, but after the heavy rain last night, even Liu Daxiang was used to the relief of being rejected.

Before half past eleven, Xiong Baizhou said to Liu Daxiang: "Let's go, let's go have lunch." “

"Is it so early today", usually Xiong Baizhou doesn't pass until 12 o'clock.

"If you're hungry, it's early, and if you don't go, just wait here. “

Yesterday's setback, coupled with Xiong Baizhou's encouragement, gave Liu Daxiang the opportunity to face the cruelty of society for the first time, and Liu Daxiang learned "persistence" in tears.

Rejoice in the midst of suffering.

Xiong Baizhou and Liu Daxiang came to the small restaurant and asked for a meal each, but Xiong Baizhou did not start eating immediately.

Liu Daxiang saw that Xiong Baizhou didn't eat, so he simply put down his chopsticks.

After a while, the school ended, and a familiar figure appeared at the school gate.

This figure also saw Xiong Baizhou and them, was stunned for a moment, and nodded slightly.

Xiong Baizhou smiled and didn't bother her, and when he was about to leave after eating, Liu Daxiang grabbed him.

"Brother Xiong, is that girl?"

Xiong Baizhou raised his head and saw that the bright girl was blocked by a group of people, and a young man in the middle was wearing a flower plaid shirt and holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, insisting that the girl accept it.

The girl lowered her head and pursed her mouth, trying to break through the encirclement of this group of people, and she was also shirking in her hands, insisting on not wanting this bouquet of flowers.

Hua Gezi's face is getting more and more visible, in front of so many people, it is too faceless.

I'm about to have a seizure!

"I'm sorry, can you get out of the way", Xiong Baizhou said with a smile.