It was an ordinary day in the midsummer of 1995, and as usual, the sun hanging in the sky without a few clouds unabashedly swept its enthusiasm on the earth, painting everything bathed in sunlight with a blinding pale. The scorching heat not only forced people to use the air conditioner quickly, but it also dried up the water caused by the brief rainstorm this morning, so the blazing sun, the heat from the air conditioner, the exhaust fumes from the cars passing through the streets of this modern metropolis, the light and heat reflected by the flat concrete floor, and the steaming water vapor immediately turned the whole city into a huge steaming cage on a stove.

The intolerable weather has made the city lose some of its former noise and hustle and bustle. At this time, people will do everything they can to avoid the terrible scorching sun, they stay in a room with the air conditioning turned on enough, or turn on all the electric fans, adjust the wind speed to the maximum, and let the whirring wind blow against them, and even then they can feel what the outside world is going through - the dark blue glass curtain walls of tall buildings reflect dazzling light, the spacious concrete pavement is so white that there are hardly any people to be seen on many buses; Although there were still many pedestrians in a hurry on the road, they were all sweaty and frowning, and they looked tired and irritable. The only testament to the city's bustle is the air-conditioned buses that passed by from time to time, and now, the luxury buses, known as the "City Boats", have finally escaped their embarrassing situation of operating at a loss, each with many times more passengers than usual, and all of them are overloaded. People who are too tired of the heat still complain that there are too few such buses, and there are too few bus routes with these air-conditioned buses - they are basically concentrated on the main road that runs through the city's east, west, north and south, and the remaining two routes are also fixed as tourist routes on the second ring road that surrounds the city, which does little to solve the urban traffic in the summer heat.

Not far from the intersection of the city's west trunk road and the second ring road, there is such a platform that concentrates many routes, including both air-conditioned bus routes in and out of the city, as well as tourist routes around the city, and because the platform is located between two lush French plane trees, the dense foliage blocks the strong sunlight and brings a touch of shade to this area, so people like to use this place as a suitable traffic transfer station, even if it will delay some time, or take a few more stops, people will not mind—— Who cares about the coolness of an air-conditioned car on this hot summer day? For those of them who have to brave the sun to go out and run errands, it's a treat.

Now there are quite a few people standing on the platform, and everyone is waiting anxiously. A few ordinary buses stopped, and the number of people who got on them was not as large as the people got off, and then, in the impatient eyes of the people, the empty bus closed the dusty doors again, and staggered away amid the faint curses of the conductors and the indifferent expressions of the people on the platform.

The number of people on the platform gradually increased. Some people are looking at their watches, others are looking across the road, looking for a target. When a blue double-decker air-conditioned bus turned the corner into sight, the crowd couldn't help but be a little agitated. As the car got closer and closer, the flickering electronic numbers on the top of the front of the car could be clearly seen, and some people were happily figuring out where the car might stop, while moving their steps, expecting to get on the bus as fast as possible, and secretly hoping to find an empty seat on the bus; Others sighed and took two steps back, giving up a better place to those rushing forward — not waiting for the bus......

After that, another bus slowly pulled into the platform, and a tall, tanned young man got off the bus. He stroked his two long legs, went around the rear of the car in a few steps, looked left and right, and hurried across the road to the opposite side. A few of the waiting people were amazed to see that the young man had just gently propped up the stainless steel pipe with one hand, which shimmered white, and climbed over the fence in the middle of the road with the dexterity of a hurdler, and then gave way to a few large cars and small cars, and quickly disappeared into the dim shade of the trees across the street.

People saw that there were two words on the back of the young man's dark blue sweatshirt, but the color faded badly, and they could only see from the faint traces that those two words were the name of the province.

People were immediately relieved. There is no doubt that this young man must be an athlete, and his thick arms and strong legs are a good proof of this, especially the pair of sturdy long legs, which are so thick that they are almost catching up with the waists of some scantily clad girls.

The young man did not know that he was seen as an athlete, and in fact he seldom mentioned to others that he had been an athlete, and that he had completely shed the title that had brought him some glory and pride to his family. The athlete, it seems like a long time ago, is now a real migrant worker like those who stay or stay in the city for one reason or another. His business card bears his latest title, Warehouse Manager at the Olympic Sporting Goods Company, but in fact, he is a warehouse keeper who also does the odds of delivering and collecting money.

After turning the corner and walking a short distance, he returned to the company located at the west gate of the Provincial Gymnasium. This four-room interconnected clothing retail and wholesale store has a resounding name: Olympic Mall.

Because of the temperature, there was not a single customer in the mall—let's call it that—and the two salesmen stood in a cool, ventilated area by the door, whispering, ignoring the young man who had just entered; A salesperson leaned on the cash register and slumped his head down, while the cashier, who was also the supervisor of the mall, was dozing off on the table, and only a girl with a ponytail was carefully taking care of the clothes on the hanger, and nodded at him with a fan of eyes, which was regarded as a hello.

"The boss isn't there?" The young man whispered through the hanger.

The girl's face immediately turned red, and she lowered her eyebrows and nodded slightly.

"Then Sister Chen, is she there?" The young man asked again. He subconsciously pressed the satchel, which was the payment he had made back by the way when he delivered the goods in the morning, there were three or four thousand yuan, and the money had to be handed over to the finance quickly.

The girl's face turned redder, and she buried her head in saying something, but she spoke as quietly as a mosquito humming, and the young man did not hear what she was saying. He couldn't help but be a little discouraged. This new salesperson is too shy and rarely takes the initiative to greet customers, and the company will probably let her go soon. It was not easy to find a job these days, and he couldn't help but worry a little about her. However, it has nothing to do with him. He shook his head secretly, ended the somewhat awkward conversation, and left the girl with her head down and went upstairs.

The general manager was indeed not there, but his wife and the company's treasurer were there, so the young man finished the payment of the bill of goods, and then counted the pile of banknotes of different denominations handed over by the cashier, and signed his name on the payslip - Gao Jinsong.

He walked out of the small room of the general manager's office and the finance room, and according to Sister Chen's instructions, he took out a large plate full of steaming from the microwave oven in the corner, and sat down at his desk by the narrow aisle to eat with a sigh.

"Xiao Gao." Someone called out to him.

The person who called him was the cashier of the company, and she was followed by the salesman who was so shy that he would blush at any moment.

Gao Jinsong's mouth was stuffed with dry and hard steamed buns and fatty slices, so he could only agree, looked at the two people suspiciously, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The cashier smiled and asked, "Do you live with Li Jian and them?" ”

Gao Jinsong nodded, swallowed the food in his mouth hard, and then said, "Yes, but they moved away the day before yesterday." They now work too far from where we live, so they moved there. He didn't know why the cashier was asking about this, her home was behind the provincial gymnasium. Could it be that she also wants to learn to be fashionable and move out to live alone? It's possible, I heard that her boyfriend is also a part-time worker, because her family doesn't agree with them, and she is having an awkward relationship with the family.

"It's not me, it's her." The cashier pointed to the girl next to him. "She has just come to the provincial capital, and she doesn't have a place to live, so she has been borrowing from my house for the past few days. Today she was paid, and she told me to help her find a private room, and I wanted to ask you if there was a place there," she pursed her lips and smiled, "so that you two can take care of it." Xiao Jiang, let's talk about it yourself, I don't know what kind of single room you want to find. She nudged the girl as she spoke.

The girl who had been staring at the four snow-white steamed buns on Gao Jinsong's table and a large plate of fried pork slices with green vegetables came back to her senses. It took her a long time before she said, "You, you can eat." ”

Gao Jinsong laughed embarrassedly twice.

With the help of the cashier, he figured out what kind of house Jiang Lihong was looking for in a few words, except that the monthly rent should not be too high, she had almost no requirements, the only thing was that it was best to have some simple furniture in the room, such as a bed or something. Li Jian's vacated room originally had a double bed, a simple wardrobe and a small wooden box that they didn't want, and they gave all these things to the landlord to pay for the extra few days of rent.

These things are exactly what Jiang Lihong will spend money to buy in the future, and since she has them, she will be able to save these money in a short time. She blushed and asked Gao Jinsong to make a quick call to ask if this single room was rented out, and how to calculate the rent.

Gao Jinsong immediately used the company's phone to hang up a pager for the landlord.

A few minutes later, the host's call came back. That single room hasn't been rented out yet. As soon as they heard the news, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief. But because there were a few more pieces of furniture that could be seen, the landlord would charge Jiang Lihong 90 yuan a month.

Gao Jinsong spent a long time on the phone, and finally helplessly covered the microphone and said to Jiang Lihong: "Eighty-five yuan a month, are you willing?" He had saved her five dollars, and although he couldn't figure it out, it was just a few more simple pieces of furniture, and why the rent was fifteen dollars higher than his single room.

Jiang Lihong bit her lip and groaned for a long time before she said, "...... Me, I'll have to give a phone call and ask. ”

Gao Jinsong hung up the phone to eat his lunch, and by the way, he found today's newspaper and picked up his favorite news to read. Half of the entertainment version is the scandal of the male movie star who is popular nowadays, the other half is a mess of advertisements, and the sports version is full of reports of the A League: Shanghai Zhengdong lost to Beijing Wanhua away, Sichuan Nanyuheng drew Liaoning Dongsheng at home, Dalian Bohai beat Jiangsu Ruideke, Chen Weiqing scored a hat trick again, and several football celebrities predicted the hot scene of this year's second league......

He noticed that in the news about the Second Division, there was such a thing: the final venue of the Northern Division of the Second Division is the city where he is staying now.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a mocking smile: The Football Association actually chose a province that can't even afford to support a football team to host a second-class event, it can't but be said to be a spicy irony, right? He chewed on the steamed bun in his mouth and stared coldly at the black text, as if he was about to chisel through the newspaper with his gaze. It took him a long time to swallow the contents of his mouth with difficulty, crumpled the newspaper into a ball, and threw it into the wastebasket.

Jiang Lihong probably discussed a result with her companion, she came over and whispered with a red face and told him to make another phone call and teach the landlord not to rent out the house anymore, tonight, she was ready to move in, and by the way, she also settled the contract for renting the house and the prepaid rent and everything.

"I'll copy the landlord's pager to you, and you can go and tell him yourself." Gao Jinsong didn't care whether Jiang Lihong agreed or not, so he pulled a blank piece of paper on the table and wrote a number and stuffed it to her.

After sending away the girl whose face was full of surprise and incomprehension, Gao Jinsong sat at the table again and was stunned. He took out a box of cigarettes from a drawer, rummaged around to find a lighter, lit himself, sat down in a chair and began to spit out clouds. He didn't really know how to smoke, but he dared to put this choking thing in his mouth and spit it out, and even then he felt that the fire in his throat was burning and he was thirsty, like a small hand scratching lightly and heavily, and the strength made him want to cough.

He finally couldn't hold back the itching in his throat and coughed loudly.

The first cough had a terrible consequence, as he inhaled the remaining smoke into his lungs as he inhaled deeply, causing a series of more violent coughs until he bent over and tossed his snot and tears out. The cigarette that had just burned half of it didn't know when he threw it to the ground. He stared at the cigarette roll on the ground that he had already stepped on for a long time, and then opened the drawer to light another one, but for some reason, he finally didn't stuff back the cigarette that had been half smoked.

"Xiao Gao, do you have anything else on your hands now?" The general manager, who didn't know when he would come back, called him. "The company's car hasn't come back yet, but people have called several times, you put aside what you are doing, and ride a bicycle to send them the goods. Hurry up! ”

The general manager greeted people loudly, asking them to take stock of the goods that were to be sent away immediately, and then asked Gao Jinsong: "Do you know about 'Wenhui Hotel'?" Seeing him nodding, he said again, "The goods will be delivered there, you look for ......" He held up the note in his hand and looked at it, "You are looking for Sun Junshan in Room 103 of the second building!" Just give it to him. He asked again, "Can you find a place?" It's not a good place to find. ”

Gao Jinsong nodded affirmatively again. He had passed by there during a delivery last month, and he had the impression that he could barely remember how to get there. The only regret is that there is no bus in that remote place, and if you look for a taxi...... If the company doesn't reimburse the car money, it will be very troublesome when you come back. So it seems that he can only go on his own bicycle.

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