The eldest brother also left Jiangning and went to a barracks with only a code name for training.

Prior to this, Chen Yi taught him all the moves before the fifth level of physical arts, and helped him improve to the level of level 2 of physical arts.

This method is obviously not recommended by His Excellency the Paladin, in fact, the physical exercise method that Chen Yi learned is the most suitable exercise method for him based on thousands of teenagers of the same age, and it is not a general exercise method.

Despite this, the entire physical system is still superior to the modern training model. Chen Yi hopes that this will shorten the time of the eldest brother in the front-line army.

And in order to teach his eldest brother the movements before level 5 of physical arts, he also lived in the military region for three whole days, and when he returned home, his parents obviously knew the whole story.

The mother was much stronger than expected, and the father was a little anxious.

Chen Yi called her sister and called her home, so that a family of four could get together, and it could also reduce the worries of her parents a little.

Fang Manyi and Chen Congyu are both people who came over in the wind and rain, and the panic at the beginning was a normal reaction, and they were finally relieved when they received a call from their eldest son in the second week.

There is no war left and right, and it is good to go to the field troops.

They comforted themselves, and at the same time comforted Chen Yi and Xiaomei. In fact, everyone knows that Chen Heng is not so simple as going to the army. Being in the military district headquarters, there are really not many places that look better than this qualification.

However, seeing that his parents had returned to normal work, Chen Yi then went back to school and sent an email by the way to greet his eldest brother's physical training.

They are allowed to contact their home about once a week or month, and the mailbox can store unread letters, which is more convenient to read regularly.

Back at school, Han He was impatient.

He was two text messages and one phone call every day, and now that he heard that Chen Yi had arrived in the classroom, he couldn't bear the surname anymore and came to kill.

Chen Yi didn't care about letting him sit on the left and sip tea slowly.

The natural tea is Han Jie, and the aroma of black tea is overflowing, which is suitable for drinking in autumn.

Han He also asked for a cup, drank it with a slurp, and said to Han Jie: "I didn't expect my family to make tea so well." ”

Han Jie pursed her lips and smiled, but did not speak.

Ren Yuan admired with purpose and said with a smile: "I remember that Teacher Liu used to follow Chen Yi often, and I haven't seen him for a long time." ”

Chen Yi continued to drink tea.

There are no secrets in the school, in the dark area where the fart is bigger, there are two or three boys and girls lying on the ground, and the H building group is so attention-grabbing, Liu Xinyu and Jin Douyina go in and out every day, who doesn't know that they live on the 23rd floor. It's just that the people don't hold officials accountable.

Ren Yuan said it now, I'm afraid he has other thoughts.

Han Jie funnily poured a cup of tea for Chen Yi.

She never interfered in Chen Yi's life, but she just liked to take the initiative to ask for various gifts in some important days.

The evening dress she had just received made her quite satisfied.

The teacher spat on the stage, the students played freely below, and the classroom was slightly chaotic.

This is slightly different from the state that Chen Yi is familiar with.

He thought about it for a long time before he realized the problem and asked, "What about the squad leader Lin Yuan?" ”

In the past, when the classroom was noisy, this girl with a strong sense of justice would overstep her discipline and discipline, because she was self-disciplined and responsible, everyone often worried that she would stand up and shout at some point: Destroy you on behalf of the moon......

Chen Yi has always been the object of her attention and purge.

But now, people are no longer there, and there is still some missing. Human beings as a whole are in great need of discipline, and a human society without discipline is a collapsed society that cannot survive, but as an individual human being, it is too unwilling to abide by discipline. Therefore, the perfect world should be one where everyone obeys the rules and laws, and only I can ignore the rules, and this is the power of the privilege factor.

Han Jie, Ren Yuan and Han He didn't know, Cai Huaqing said: "There are some things in her house, and she hasn't been here for two weeks." ”

Chen Yi also didn't come for two weeks.

He nodded, and suddenly said, "She didn't ask for leave, did she?" ”

"Then who knows." Cai Huaqing turned around angrily. Although he gave up the meaning of fighting for the spot, it doesn't mean that he likes these children of the family.

The two sides are not on a level at all.

He often fantasized about how much he could do with such a fortune - there would be more resentment, not less.

Chen Yi let out an "oh", he knew that Lin Yuan didn't ask for leave, otherwise Liu Xinyu would definitely tell him.

Han Hecai didn't care about their squad leader, and when the topic was over, he immediately said, "Chen Yi, look at my newly written paper." ”

"Why don't you have some tea first?" Chen Yi teased.

"Don't be in a hurry, you see first." Han He's stomach was excited.

Perfectionists are like marathon runners, tired and tired, always brisk after running, and the desire to win or lose is far less intense.

Chen Yi opened the more than 20-page paper and read it.

The outline was written by him, and the conclusion was basically final. What Han He did was to prove this theory. This is also a common method used in scientific research, where scientists guess how something should be, and then prove it experimentally. Sometimes it succeeds, which means that the guess is correct, and sometimes it fails, and it doesn't matter, you can still find something, at least it proves that the road is not working.

There are so many researchers and scholars in modern China, and if they really want to complete any proposition, it is simply like a police investigation, taking all the roads aside, and the problem can still be solved.

Although the crowd tactics are low-level, the scope of use is still quite wide.

Han He said with a wave of emotion: "As long as we can prove that China's labor market is related to these four factors, then we can generalize and evaluate the labor market in the third world." I think the next place to replace China's cheap labor market is Vietnam. ”

Pointing to the end of the article, he said: "If China's labor market does develop as we predict next year, then we have really succeeded." ”

Chen Yi nodded noncommittally, closed the paper and said, "Not bad." What about Malaysia's problems? ”

Han Jie immediately turned her head, she also wanted to hear whether what she had relayed was effective.

Han He took out his small notebook again, looked at it for a while, and said, "I don't know." ”

Chen Yi was stunned: "I don't know what it means?" ”

"I'm a graduate student in economics, not politics." Han He was under a lot of pressure, and there were faint signs of an outbreak.

"Forget it." Chen Yi let him go, bowed his head and groaned.

After a while, Han He apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I really don't know how to steal business with the local natives in Malaysia." ”

"Well, who do you think is better at this?"

"What ...... about what politics is taught in schools?"

Han Jie suddenly said, "Ministry of Foreign Affairs." ”

She knew that Chen Zhongguo had a lot of influence in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. In the early days, very few people knew diplomacy, but Chen Zhongguo belonged to an excellent talent with a good background and incomplete education, and he could talk to the guys in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Chen Yi nodded secretly, there was still Nie Hao's name on his phone.

……

The life of the school is plain and carefree, but the shantytowns in Jiangbei are in a calm depression, revealing helpless worries.

The area of Jiangbei is very large, but there are not many places with residents.

The old steel mill moved out 10 years earlier, and the family area left behind was also a dilapidated tube building, with a four-story bungalow without a bathroom, and a one-story building that used the corner of the stairs to cook.

The old shipyard also moved to the island in the north, although in the sixties and seventies, Jiangbei Shipbuilding Heavy Industry was a well-known big brand, but now it has to rely on the name of state-owned enterprises to turn around, Mitsubishi Heavy Industries promised to outsource a little project to them, and paid 20 million yuan in advance, staying in Jiangbei factory demolition, all of a sudden it is easy to talk. In the words of the leaders: selling land is to sit on the mountain and eat nothing, learn from the international advanced enterprises, prove us to the international market, is to give them fish.

The old bald head in the south of Xingjie, whenever he talked about this bridge, would spit heavily and say: "I see that each of them has a villa, and they really have fish." ”

However, fewer and fewer neighbors listened to the old bald head.

Xingjie is the center of the shantytown, to the south is the living area of the old steel mill and the shipyard, the two compartments are next to each other, not to mention tens of thousands of residents, the factory has not been profitable in recent years, people with some ability have gone out to beg for a living, and the empty houses are either rented out or simply sold.

Now, on the other side of South Street, the company's houses have been demolished by the leaders, leaving a string of stars in the rubble, which is the legendary nail household.

800 yuan per square meter, and few people voluntarily moved out.

But the old bald head doesn't live on South Street, and he can't get 800 yuan.

Although he is an employee of the old shipyard, he is on leave without pay and comes out to work his own.

When Nai's luck is not good, others resell scrap iron wires, wholesale vegetables and fruits, and do logistics and transportation, all of which have already been sent, and he is left like this, and he is not even divided into houses, so he can only live in small bungalows built indiscriminately, but fortunately, this bungalow was built early, the location is good, and he can also do some small shop business, so as not to have no life.

The northern side, which has not yet been demolished, is even more complicated.

Those who live here are either landless farmers, retired or semi-retired employees of county and township enterprises, or middle-aged people who have not succeeded in small businesses. The largest number of people are the little people who live together at the wharves in Jiangnan and Jiangbei, and their quality of life is worse than that of laid-off workers of state-owned enterprises, and they have not bought out their working years, have no retirement salary, and do not have basic medical insurance.

The house is the last place to stand.

The cost of living here is low, and it is not too far from the city. Even if I work at Gangnam Wharf, I ride a bicycle and arrive for more than half an hour. If it is demolished, where will it live?

On top of that, the house on North Street doesn't have any property rights. Not to mention 800 yuan, people are not even willing to give 400 yuan.

The gangster Niu Xiang spoke: 300 yuan for the place occupied 5 years ago, 200 yuan for 3 years ago, 100 yuan for 1 year ago, and if you don't move within 1 month, you don't have any fart money.

The shantytowns are all cramped huts, and if you want to talk about the construction cost, 300 yuan per square meter is not less, and 100 yuan is okay.

But that's not how the accounts are counted.

"Moved away, where to live." The people gathered around the old bald man sighed more than once.

"The house rented here is Niu Xiang's, and I see that the money is in his pocket." The old bald man commented again.

Everyone nodded.

The atmosphere was a little warmer, and it cooled down again.

Because two big cars were parked at the intersection of South Street.

Two big-brimmed hats jumped down, stepped on the muddy street in disgust, and shouted from afar: "Industrial and commercial inspection, business licenses are all taken out." ”

The small shops on the street closed one after another, and the old bald head retreated in a hurry.

(To be continued)