Ninety-two years of Shanghai in the Spring Festival is particularly lively, just because the old man has lived in Shanghai, although it has not been announced, but the people of Shanghai have long known that the old man is indeed coming, Shanghai city political axe finally had to arrange for the old man to visit some places, especially the construction of the Jiangdong area, the old man is extremely concerned.

Zhang Zhenyi hurriedly said goodbye to the crowded Hucheng station and hurried to the accommodation arranged by the Shanghai city political axe, after returning to the team, a lot of things made him bury his head in the whole two days before he was relieved, and then followed the old man to spend half a month in a hurry, and returned to the flagship store of Carrefour supermarket.

During the whole month of February, he almost ran back and forth in several places, and after the old man went north, Zhang Zhenyi slowly relaxed, the record on hand was almost completed, and the follow-up work was handed over to Director Lin in the office, which was actually a particularly simple thing in his opinion, because some of the later trends he had already experienced, since this was the case, then he just had to follow the situation in his memory and summarize the old man's conversation.

With the end of this epoch-making trip, Zhang Zhenyi understands what kind of situation will be ushered in in this ancient land, and the gushing enthusiasm for construction and drastic economic reform is about to begin.

Under the giant wheel of the great era, no one now has the strength to stop the tide of the giant ship, but can only be born with it, only with the pace of the times at the same time, in order to occupy a strong advantageous position in the future world, otherwise it will be abandoned in the epitome of the times, and will never have a chance to catch up.

"In order to stand at the highest peak of the world, we have to do not only occupy the domestic market, but also attack the world market, don't think that our country's enterprises are weaker than other countries, in fact, they are also weak, but we are weaker, if you can continue to persevere, every step to do better, more creative, then we are the future king of the world."

Zhang Zhenyi said at the general manager meeting of Carrefour Shanghai.

With the full development of the great era in '92, Zhang Zhenyi already knew that in the upcoming congress, the state would fundamentally solve the obstacles to the development of a free market economy, and would make great progress in the circulation of money, the reform of enterprises, and the reform of the market.

February's streamer is fleeting, Zhang Zhenyi hurriedly ended his trip to Shanghai, and then returned to southern Anhui, this time the only thing he came back with was a whole carriage of novels, Jiaotong University Publishing House finally put the book into distribution after the year, the first edition printed a full million copies, priced at 15 yuan, Zhang Zhenyi was able to share 40 percent of the profits, this time he came back and took a free ride from the transportation company, and deducted the cost of a full 3,000 copies from his own profit share.

This was the original promise that the students of the experimental junior high school would give one copy to each other once the Chinese version was published, and this time they came back by the way, and they still had a few people to send, and there were nearly 2,500 students and teachers in the experimental junior high school.

For the students of Wannan Experimental Junior High School, Zhang Zhenyi is undoubtedly the idol of most people, not only because he writes books, nor because the adults in the family say that he can be taken by Grandpa Xp, but more because this guy is angry, a whole truckload of books is piled up under the red flag of the school, and all students of the school can get a brand new "Harry Potter" from the students of the second class of junior high school as long as they sign their names.

Zhang Zhenyi has not stayed in school for half a semester, and it can be said that he has been in a state of soy sauce almost throughout the second year of junior high school, of course, this term is still said by the head of the class in 201.

Now that the affairs of Carrefour have been taken care of, Zhang Zhenyi is not worried that Lin Qihui will completely overthrow the system he established, with the vision of that young man, he will definitely know his deep meaning, in fact, in Lin Qihui's view, Zhang Zhenyi's approach is not only profound, but also at least ahead of similar industries in the United States for ten years.

This is both a blow and an incentive for him, with advanced systems and ideas, an increasingly open domestic market and currency market, and sufficient financial support, he has no reason not to believe that the giant ship he pilots will stand on top of the world in the near future.

Rao Wenjuan hadn't seen her students for several months, and in the March class, Rao Wenjuan had learned the news of Zhang Zhenyi's return, and when she walked into the classroom, she found that there was a book with a sketch cover on the podium in front of her, which was obviously the one given to her by her students.

In front of the whole class, gently opening the page, she saw at a glance that there was a very beautiful line written on the title page: "Student Zhang Zhenyi presented the book to the beloved teacher Rao Wenjuan." ”

Immediately followed by the young man's unique signature, Rao Wenjuan coughed lightly, and then swept to the empty seat in the corner of the classroom, and found that Zhang Zhenyi was writing something with his head buried in it.

Returning to the class again, Zhang Zhenyi had secretly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, but he couldn't let himself concentrate on the class, and wrote on the paper what would happen in the next few years.

"Jingle bell!"

The bell at the end of class interrupted the teenager's thoughts, twisted his head slightly, rubbed his somewhat sore neck, Zhang Zhenyi looked at the camphor tree with some greenery outside the window, and the mood that was difficult to calm down for most of the time gradually precipitated into a scene of memories, stored in the depths of his heart.

"Big time! Hehehe! ”

Secretly laughed twice without a clue, as if sensing something, Zhang Zhenyi turned his head to look at the fat man Wang who was sitting next to him, and glared twice.

Wang Minghao's heart was furious by the young man, and he made a circle around himself, only to find that Zhang Zhenyi didn't know when he turned his head, which made him a little restless, this guy has been helping Zhang Zhenyi fulfill the accusation of the squad leader for a period of time, and now he will be relieved when he comes back, but he didn't expect that this guy resigned from the position of squad leader to the head teacher Rao Wenjuan as soon as he came back yesterday, and now Wang Fatzi was crowned two classes ago.

"Brother, that one--"

Glancing at Wang Fatzi, Zhang Zhenyi wanted to laugh in his heart, so he immediately applied for a schoolbag, and smashed a book after a long time.

"Fatty, this is not an example."

After saying that, he fell on the table and sleepwalked.

Wang Fatzi didn't hear Zhang Zhenyi's words at all, and when he got the book, he was ecstatic and ran out of the classroom, and climbed to the third floor in one breath.

Sure enough, Wang Fatzi went straight to the classroom of the sixth class of the second and sixth classes of junior high school, and only then did he flicker at the door of the classroom, and saw a thin girl walking out of the classroom with a shy face.

"Hey, cousin, I only got this from my first brother after nine deaths, don't forget to introduce me to the beauties in your class."

The girl took the book and didn't pay attention to him, he came back to the classroom, leaving poor Wang Fat Man to look up to the girls in Class 6 and sigh, I don't know what Zhang Zhenyi would think if he knew that this guy actually described himself as such a demonic image in front of a beautiful woman.

The time of sending the scroll gently flows between the fingers to write pages of life, always inadvertently thinking of the ignorant teenager at the beginning, you and I accompany each other in the candlelight rippling life, in every season, I can't find the way I came, only the road forward is still sunny.

The memories of teenagers are always full of repetitions, everyone's childhood is enough to write a thick commemorative book, but in Zhang Zhenyi's view, he seems to be gradually away from the fun of childhood, maybe just a glimpse in a dream, in the blue sky of ninety-two, of course, when he picked up the pen and ink in his hand, he hurriedly found that he had forgotten the memories of childhood.

"Shinichi, phone!"

In these years of "tired Monday fighting Sunday", Zhang Zhenyi finished his homework very happily on Sunday morning, and planned to go outside for a walk, but before he could go out, he was called back by the old man, set up his bicycle casually, and walked back to the house and picked up the telephone on the table.

"Hello, I'm Zhang Zhenyi."

"Hehe, Zhenyi, I'm Liu Yunqing!"

"Uncle Liu, good morning, hey, hey, how can your old man have time to call me for a dime."

Since the last time they met, Zhang Zhenyi really hasn't seen Liu Yunqing, but after listening to the old man at home say about the last incident, Liu Yunqing seems to have come to visit the house, but at that time he was in Shanghai to accompany the old man to inspect, and at this time he had already guessed the other party's intention to make this call, it was nothing more than the end of the matter, and he wanted to talk to himself.

"Hahaha, I know your kid's thoughts very well, I haven't been to sit here with Uncle Liu for so long, I had to call and invite you in person, it's not easy to invite you. Well, it's Sunday, it's nothing, don't say you're doing your homework, I know it's going to bother you. ”

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and the young man knew that his guess was indeed correct, and after a little contemplation, he said:

"Uncle Liu said with a smile, then I'll go to the county party committee to find you right away, it just so happens that I have something here that I want to report to you."

Hung up the phone, Zhang Zhen complained a few words in distress, and then went upstairs again to pick up the dilapidated cloth bag that made the old grandmother frown, this bag is actually not very shabby, but it is a little rustic, Liu Pingwei asked him to replace it several times but the teenager refused, they didn't know that Zhang Zhenyi had taken this bag as a thing to remind himself not to forget the predicament.

"Grandma, I'll go out for a while, don't wait for me to eat at noon."

"I won't come to eat at noon, where are I going crazy!"

Before the grandmother's words fell, the shadow of her grandson disappeared.

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