Chapter Twenty-Five: Coming to the Big City
Zheng Long asked for leave from school, although Lin Lili looked very reluctant, but when he took out the invitation letter to the author conference of "Budding" magazine, Lin Lili still reluctantly approved a fake note for him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Okay, go and come back quickly, pay attention to safety, and go back to school as soon as you come back!"
Zheng Long nodded, in fact, he didn't listen to it at all, and his heart had already flown away.
I'm going to a big city, wow.
Zheng Long couldn't help but be a little excited.
Although in later life, Zheng Long has long been accustomed to the bright city life, but since he was reborn into this world, he has not seen the appearance of a big city.
What will the overseas listing look like in 2001? He couldn't help but look forward to it.
He left Pucheng by bus, and sent a text message to his parents before leaving.
Of course, it was the phone he had just bought.
Zheng Nanxing and Qian Lizhen had no way to send Zheng Long because they had to go to class, but they both replied to him by text message.
"Have a safe journey, give us a call when you get to the market! Mom and Dad are looking forward to your good news. ”
"Don't patronize and play when you get there, learn more and watch more, people should be humble and don't be too conceited!"
The parents' expectations for Zheng Long are always the most plain, so plain that they are as clear as water, and there are no impurities at all.
Zheng Long clenched his fist gently, he must make a career!
Although Pucheng City is located in Jianfu Province, the southeast coast of the economy is developed, but the traffic has always been inconvenient. Since ancient times, it has been called the land of Huawai, although in the Song Dynasty because the north fell into the hands of foreigners, the economy and culture of Pucheng City have made great progress, but in the long river of overall history, Jianfu Province and Pucheng City have never been the cultural center and economic center, so the development of transportation is also relatively backward.
After the founding of the People's Republic of China, there were hardly any large state-owned enterprises in Pucheng, and there were no railways until 2007. For a long time, transportation here was mainly by bus.
The bus is divided into two kinds of night buses and day buses, and most business people like to choose night buses, and they can reach Guangcheng, Shencheng or Hangzhou, Suzhou and Wucheng by sleeping for one night. The disadvantage is that the night bus is really hard, the same as the hard sleeper of the train, the space is cramped and very uncomfortable to sleep, and the pungent foot odor, fox odor and air conditioning smell and gasoline smell on the bus are mixed together, which makes people easily motion sickness.
Zheng Long had taken this kind of night bus many times in his previous life, so he was not very resistant to taking the bus. On the contrary, he would like to take the opportunity to enjoy the sights of the city along the way. The car departed from the Chengbei bus station of Pucheng City at seven o'clock in the evening, took advantage of the vast night, passed through Fucheng City, Dening City, and then entered the territory of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province.
After entering Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, everything around me has not changed much at first, but after a while, you can feel a noticeable difference. The buildings in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces are noticeably more neat and imposing than those in Jianfu Province, and many western-style buildings stand among the green rice paddies, which look particularly abrupt in the dark night.
"Sure enough, Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces are still more developed than Jianfu Province!"
With this sigh, Zheng Long finally fell asleep. Before, he was a little worried that there might be pickpockets in the car, but after a period of observation, he found that everyone was asleep, and there was no need for him to pretend.
As soon as he woke up, Zheng Long was woken up by the teller.
"Hey, where did you go?"
Zheng Long was still in a hazy sleep, his head was a little groggy, so he had to say in a daze:
"I'll go to the terminal sea market."
"Oh, then you go back to sleep, there are still two hours."
Zheng Long then rolled over and continued to sleep. During this period, many people in the car had already gotten out of the car, and the sky was gradually dawning, and the sky began to paint white.
Finally entered the sea market!
Zheng Long knows that this is the most proud of the international building of the Shanghai Listing Company, and it is also the fundamental source of the confidence of the people of the old Shanghai Listing. Indeed, from the point of view of style, this piece of Haishi is also very top-notch in the whole of China, the building is neat and tall, and it looks very imposing, which is very different from the Pucheng city where Zheng Long is located.
"It's really worthy of the sea listing!"
Correspondingly, the sisters in the sea market are also competing for beauty, and they soon put out the clothes that should be in time, plus the appropriate dress and makeup, the fashion level is simply half a century behind the city, which makes Zheng Long's eyes shine.
Just as Zheng Long's eyes were shining, the mobile phone rang, it was an unfamiliar number, from the beginning of 021.
Who would call themselves so early?
Zheng Long didn't think much about it, so he picked up the phone.
"Zheng Long, have you been to the sea market? Do you know how to come to our magazine? Do you want us to send someone to pick you up at the train station? ”
Zheng Long heard the voice of Shi Yi, the editor of "Bud" magazine.
"Uh... I didn't come by train..."
"That's the airport?"
"Uh... No, it's okay, I can find the magazine by myself, doesn't it have an address? ”
"However, this is the first time you have come to the sea market, and the sea market is not your Pucheng City, it is very big. Our editors are afraid that you will lose it..."
Zheng Long was speechless, but still said:
"It's okay, I can do it, Ann."
"Okay..."Shi Yi finally gave up, but still added:
"In that case, then you can find it yourself, if you can't find it, call us quickly, or you can call our publishing house directly, and we will reimburse you!"
"Okay, thank you!"
As soon as Zheng Long put down his mobile phone, he found that the car had arrived at the bus terminal in the sea market. In 2001, although it did not have the majestic spirit of catching up with the beauty of the British Super League in the future, many super high-rise buildings are still under construction, old houses still abound in the whole city, many urban villages are hung in the center of the city like psoriasis, and underwear and underwear in the alleys are hung like the military flag of the Eight-Nation Alliance. But overall, it still shocked Zheng Long.
What shocked Zheng Long the most was that everyone seemed to be operating in an orderly manner, like a robot.
In Pucheng, where Zheng Long lives, the human society still dominates all aspects of people's lives. But in the overseas market, Zheng Long saw a kind of professionalism, a clear division of occupations, and a spontaneous sense of distance between people.
This kind of sense of distance, in Pucheng, which is overwhelmed by human affection, is something that Zheng Long has never experienced.
Of course, Zheng Long, who was in later generations, had been in Guangcheng for many years, and he had long been accustomed to the so-called "indifference" of this big city. Sometimes he even feels that this kind of "indifference" is more accustomed to him than that slimy human relationship.
He has long been accustomed to all this, and he has long been familiar with the overseas market. Because he was an advertising copywriter in later generations, he had participated in several advertising proposal meetings listed in the sea, and competed with 4A advertising companies such as Bright Future and the United States for customers, and once returned victorious. Therefore, the overseas market also has a lot of good memories for him.
He skillfully got on the bus and then changed the subway in People's Square.
Getting off the subway, he walked another way, through several blocks.
When he saw rows of tall plane trees lining the streets, he knew he was not far from the Sprout magazine.
He walked to the front of the magazine office, but the security guard blocked his way.
"Who are you looking for?"
The uncle's accent was very strong, but Zheng Long still barely understood:
"Hello uncle, I'm here to attend the author conference."
"Do you have any papers?"
The uncle's expression was stiff, as if he couldn't be accommodating.
"Uh..."
Zheng Long looked very embarrassed, Shi Yi didn't give him any documents...