Rebirth Night Talk

Min Shun is going to participate in the "New Youth and New Fashion Contest". The No. 1 contest is said to be a dual-card swallow dance recorder.Min Shun doesn't care about the tape recorder, he cares about being in the limelight.

This afternoon, Wang Xi, who was sleeping at home, was forced by Zhao Xuejun to watch Min Shun go on stage. He had nothing to do anyway. These days, he likes to write and draw at home, read books and materials, and go to Aunt Orange in his spare time. Sit over there, and the rest of the time is spent watching Journey to the West with Chang Bo, watching it over and over again.He never said it was annoying, and every time he discussed it with Lao Chang with great interest. When he was happy, the two of them went to read the original book.

The days when there was no queue training at the Juvenile Management Office, no report to go out to work, and no days to write down his experience made Wang Xi feel that life was like a dream, and he was afraid of waking up every day. This feeling of being able to control the time by himself is really good.

Wanlin City has the loveliest climate in the world, with four distinct seasons, the temperature is always just right, not too hot, not too cold, and there are rarely years when excessive rain and snow fall here causing disasters.This summer, the hottest few days add up to no more than six days, and when that time passes, the weather will no longer be hot.Zhao Xuejun took Wang Xi with him on a bicycle. Wang Kuo sat on the back seat of the car, with his feet drooping on the ground and his shoes half hanging on his feet.

He refused to wear new shoes, and these days he has been half-wearing those rather small cloth shoes, paired with this big bald head.No need to ask, the labor camp prisoner just came out.People's eyes are sharp.The place he walked, within the basic radius, is a vacuum.

The place where Min Shun took the stage was at the old garden.The Old Garden is an interesting place.According to the annals of Wanlin Mansion, there used to be an ancient academy named "Wulong Academy" here in ancient times.Later, history slowly flowed, a group of young people gathered here, first chatted and played, and then rebelled, the group of young people organized uprisings and regiments, rebelled against foreign religions, burned churches, and then disappeared into the history of dust.

Maybe it's because the blood of the Boxer group of young people has not been cold for many years. Maybe there is a kind of youthful spirit in the flesh and blood that attracts them, maybe someone here has set up a juvenile and unruly feng shui array.Whatever it is... Probably only the two old locust trees that have grown in the old garden for hundreds of years know the reason.

From the first generation of academies, this is the first place where teenagers in Wanlin City gathered for the rebellious years.Later, Zhao Xuejun visited many cities, and he found that there are places like this in other cities, where teenagers get together, spend their youth, and then grow up... All the boys in Wanlin City, and occasionally girls, they grow up like this of.Birth, going to school, elementary school, junior high school, high school, mixed-old garden, ... is basically such a growth model, which is rarely changed from generation to generation and never replaced.

Min Shun was arranged to walk the stage in the youth ballroom in the old garden.When Zhao Xuejun entered, he had just read the first sentence of Gorky's Haiyan: On the vast sea... He just read a sentence, and a group of young people who got along well with him in the audience got together and booed.We clapped together and shouted, "Good!"

Zhao Xuejun and Wang Xi walked in, and the group of teenagers automatically gave up their seats in the middle.Song Changan, who was sitting in the middle, didn't move, he just glanced strangely at the tall, thin, bald man who was hugging Zhao Xuejun's shoulders. "Who is that?" He asked Zhao Xuebing, Zhao Xuebing took a look, and waved at Wang Xi: "I'm willing to come out, I thought you'd have to hatch your eggs for a year."

Wang Xi rolled his eyes at him: "Get out!"

"Hey, you didn't hatch, so tell me to get out of here." Zhao Xuebing laughed, then turned to Song Chang'an and said, "This is my third child. When he was born, my family ran out of food, so my mother traded him for it." I bought five catties of salted duck eggs. In fact, Junjun is the fourth child. Look into my eyes, it’s true. Be moved, feel sad..."

Song Chang'an immediately believed it was true, looked Wang Xi up and down, Wang Xi frowned, and kicked Zhao Xuebing directly, kicking him staggeringly.Zhao Xuebing was not angry, but just took out five yuan from his pocket and said to a little kid standing there: "Buy me a box of chocolate popsicles for everyone to share... Hurry up... I want HNA's..."

"Don't listen to my brother, this is Wang Xi, the son of my uncle Wang Lu. But... he is also my family." Zhao Xuejun introduced to Song Chang'an.

Song Chang'an smiled at Wang Xi, Wang Xi also smiled, and nodded at him: "I know you, Song Chang'an, Junjun told you."

"Hmm..." Song Changan nodded, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.Always he was a little uncomfortable.

Min Shun stood on the stage with at least a catty of pomade on his head. He was wearing an ill-fitting white suit and a bright red tie, looking like an 80-year-old groom.His outfit was picked up from the orange shop window, and he had wanted to take it off for a long time.The activity held by the Communist Youth League in the city requires all schools to participate. Min Shun is a man of the hour in No. [-] Middle School, how can he not argue.

Min Shun fought, and the teacher said he couldn't show the demeanor of a young man in the new era?Come on, who told him Mao's demeanor?What kind of cake is that?Min Shun's self-esteem was greatly hurt, so he recommended Gao Juzi in the name of Jinxin Market.

Min Shun snapped his fingers, and the younger brother on the other side pressed the tape recorder. With the sound of a piano concerto, Min Shun raised his head, raised an arm, and said emotionally, "In...the vast sea..."

"Brother, I'm here to buy HNA popsicles for you...!" The door of the ballroom was pushed open, and the little boy ran in with a box of popsicles shouting.The teenagers who were watching the excitement rushed forward, holding a popsicle for a while, and then sat on the table and licked it together. After licking, they waved to Min Shun who was standing on the stage: "Hurry up, hurry up... we are all waiting to see!"

Min Shun blinked his eyes and had to rewind the tape: "...on... the vast sea..."

"Chang'an, come and talk to Hilton!" Someone beside him asked for a cigarette, and the voice was not low.Song Changan took out a cigarette and passed it around, and finally gave one to Min Shun who had stopped on the stage.Min Shun squatted on the edge of the stage and smoked, while smoking, he said angrily to his younger brother: "Rewind!"

The door of the ballroom was pushed open by a group of chattering girls. As soon as they came in, they waved their white and tender hands with disgust on their faces, and scolded softly: "Oh! Bah! There's a lot of smoke... it stinks... what a smell!"

The group of teenagers turned their heads together: "Manly! Haha..."

Let's be honest, this group of grandchildren look so stupid...they laugh so stupidly.

A group of girls from No. [-] Middle School of the city lined up time here today to walk the stage. The big sister who led the way was said to be from the city's dance troupe who had won awards in the province.She was wearing a bat shirt, leggings, and a big ponytail that was combed out in a western style, and she exuded the temperament of a royal sister.

"Hey, who said it was a man who stood up, my sister pulled up your pants and have a look, see if you have any hair?" The eldest sister opened her mouth, and Min Shun's subordinates were all wiped out immediately. They pushed me awkwardly, and I After pushing you for a while, he turned his head and shouted at Min Shun who was in a daze on the stage as if he had lost face: "Don't watch, hurry up and practice!"

Min Shun glared at the audience, and they pushed each other lazily.Waving his hands angrily, Min Shun stood up, and he fixed his eyes on the eldest sister of the dance troupe who directed the little girl to change her clothes behind the screen.He pursed his mouth, and said in his heart: "Cut..." I don't know what he cut...

The little helper put his belt back, pressed the key, and there was a burst of exciting piano sound. Min Shun stood up straight, his eyes looked at the empty front, and his soul suddenly felt ethereal and noble. Go lightly, come lightly...don't take away the sorrow of a cloud...this typhoon...damn, hanged.

The above words are his own boasting...

"On... the boundless sea..."

"Ah...mouse!" The girls who were changing clothes behind the screen over there suddenly yelled collectively. The teenagers licked the popsicles and watched the girls bouncing up and down with bright eyes. Well-developed children, I have seen such a wonderful scene there, and at that moment, they were also excited. They threw away the popsicles, picked up various props, and rushed into the gentle township together, and everyone beat the mice together.

Min Shun squatted beside the stage, looking sadly at the audience, smoking a lonely cigarette.

Zhao Xuebing looked for tools all over the place, the place has never been so clean, there is no stool leg...

Zhao Xuejun laughed and fell into Wang Xi's arms, hitting him on the shoulder constantly.

Wang Xi was booing: "There...there...under your feet...hit! Pig..."

Song Changan looked at the backs of those two people, and also smiled...

That mouse... no one has seen it, it is said that there was one, and it disappeared...

Satisfied, the teenagers returned to the stage, sat down, pretended to be quiet, but said anxiously, "Brother, read it, I've been waiting all afternoon."

Min Shun threw away the cigarette butt, took a long breath, stood up, bared his teeth, gritted his molars and said, "Back... bring it!" Perhaps it was Min Shun's anger that spread from the stage to the audience, This time, everyone didn't dare to speak anymore, and sat down with their hands on their knees obediently, listening carefully.

"On... the boundless sea..."

"Hey, baby in Jinxin Market, is it time to make room for the model team of the No. [-] Middle School!" The janitor held up an alarm clock with an old hen pecking rice and shouted at the door, yelling at people.

Min Shun was stunned for a moment, he jumped off the stage and grabbed Zhao Xuejun, who had already collapsed from laughter, and roared wildly and quickly: "On the vast sea, the wind is swirling with dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, the petrel is like black. The lightning flew proudly for a while, and then the wings touched the waves, and then it rushed towards the dark cloud like an arrow. It screamed, and the dark cloud heard the joy in the brave cry of the bird... Ah! Ah! Ah! "

At first everyone laughed together, and then no one laughed, they just stared blankly at Min Shun who was mad and screamed at Haiyan.

Min Shun finally finished reciting, standing there with his hands on his hips, his chest rising and falling rapidly, panting heavily, pointing at this group of people and said: "You... you... this group of... idiots... smothering me to death." He said Finished, slammed the door and left.

In the arena, there was silence for a while, and then there was a roar of laughter...

That night, the weather was a bit cold, Wang Xi tossed and turned for a while, no one talked to him, he felt a little lonely, so he put on his clothes and went to Chang Yu's room to find Zhao Xuejun.

In the small courtyard, it was quiet, only the crickets were chirping. Wang Xita took his shoes and came outside Changyu's house.

"Do you think Wang Xi will want it?!" Chang Bo's voice sounded loudly.Hearing his name, Wang Xi stopped in his tracks.

"Godfather, just say you gave it to me." Zhao Xuejun pleaded in his voice.

"Junjun, it's not your godfather talking about you. These things are your treasures. Even if you sell them for money, you have to put them in ten years. Listen to your godfather, no! Five years at most. With the high level of material consumption of people Yes, the spiritual needs will also be high. Antiques should be sold in the most suitable year. I believe that godfathers are worth a higher price. Even if you sell them, you should sell them to those who really care about them.

Wang Xi's godfather has money, you know, godfather inherited a lot of money overseas, quite a lot.You are not missing.I don't agree with you selling these things...these things are to Wanlin City, to the history of Shanxi...the future value is immeasurable in terms of money...it's a pity to sell them now. "Chang Bo's voice was full of disapproval, discussion, and even pleading.

Wang Xi put his hand down from the bamboo curtain, and slowly squatted down to listen to the voices inside.

"Heh... Who said I'm going to sell it? I'm a mortgage, and I'm mortgaged to you! When Wang Xi becomes rich, tell him again, and he will redeem it for me. Besides, I'm an investment!" Zhao Xuejun There was a hint of the cunning of a little fox in his laughter.

"I'll just say it! It's not that simple, you brat, you can plot against your godfather, alright, alright. How much do you want?" Chang Bo heaved a sigh of relief and laughed.

"That... hey... godfather... is a bit much, 20."

"What?! 20? Have you ever seen 20? You are only as old as he is, and he said 20? Do you know what 20 stands for? He is taller than you!"

"Liar, it's not that high!"

"Have you ever seen money, have you ever seen money? Have you ever seen money?"

"I've seen it, shellfish coins, knife coins, here... silver bills... oops! Godfather..."

"Too much, too much... It's not that you are a godfather, how old are you? How old is Wang Xi? You don't even have a plan, how dare you mention 20? What a child..."

The room was quiet for a while, and Zhao Xuejun's calm tone showed trust and pleaded: "Godfather, I have talked with Wang Xi these days, and he wants to build a factory. I think there is still a chance in the south." Very big. And...Wang Xi is a talent. You often say that people must be persistent in this life. He is a very persistent person. For a person as old as him, who would dare to go as far as Hong Kong for his family? He has an adventurous spirit! He knows how to be responsible! You said that people must know how to be responsible. This time...he came back from Guangzhou without a penny. To be honest, I dare not, it is not simple Walking, who knows how many things he encountered along the way, but he didn't say a word."

"What do you mean, because he dares to smuggle and play the Red Army's Long March [-], the godfather has to borrow money. This reason is not valid."

"I don't mean godfather that way, I mean, who is at his age, father died, mother was sick, younger brother was young, supported the family business, went to prison, and returned home after thousands of miles. Godfather...he fell, and it hurt so much , he lost his memory... He just lacked a chance. So I don't mean to ask you to give him money now, I mean, I want you to arrange a place for him in your nephew's factory first, Tell him to learn management first. One year is enough...it’s not random investment, really. My mother has it, but my mother is a sugar cock. Not only does she not pluck her hair, she has to stick it back.”

Chang Bo didn't make a sound, and asked after a while: "You just believe that, he is successful? Junjun, godfather can afford him to go to school, get married, and live. If there is another accident in his family, Su Jane won't last."

"Godfather, I believe in him, I understand him, I understand him. He is different from the people around here. My mother is fine with business, but my mother, she grows slowly. This is because of the growth environment. The problems that can be cured, let’s talk about my father, godfather, you just teach him how to be an official, he will be the top, that is, a mayor-level leader. If it becomes bigger, he can’t control it. Everyone’s personality, Fate doomed this fate.

Wang Xi is different. He is brave, persistent, sincere, strong and has fighting spirit.Be calm when encountering things, and quickly adjust your mentality when encountering difficulties.He is like a weed, it can survive anywhere, I believe in him. "

"Understood? Well, you grew up together, of course you know him, tell me, why do you want him to learn management from my nephew. I have no objection to learning, but why is it only for one year? Can one year be enough, at least Ten years, doing business is a university question. Do you think that if you give you some money, you will get rich when you catch a good time? Does the earth revolve around you? A joke, that is because you have watched too much Journey to the West! "

Zhao Xuejun hesitated for a moment, and his tone was more earnest, affirming: "I know Wang Xi, it should be said that I know two Wang Xi. One is the wayward Wang Xi before Uncle Wang Lu passed away, and that Wang Xi is actually dead. Now this is After the death of Uncle Wang Lu, Wang Xi knew how to plan for his life.

This time when Wang Xi came back, he wrote and drew on the table every day, and he wrote several manuscripts.I also watched quietly.He wants to open an electronic component factory or a beverage factory. I don't know much about electronics.But I think with his current plan, working part-time, earning money, making money to open a small workshop, and then expanding...that would be a long process, and then...the best chance would be gone.As it was said on TV, now is really a year of storms and heroes.

In the past few days, I have also read the information, and I think it is not that simple to open a factory.Godfather always said that to do something, you must have a beginning and an end, and be organized.I saw Wang Xi's plan, and he was very organized and organized. He calculated it like this: a mango, picked from the tree, will start to increase in price.Labor costs, shipping costs, rot costs, and unpredictable loss costs arrive at the factory to extract the raw juice.One ton of mango is sent to the juicer, how much raw juice can be produced at most, and how many kilograms of beverages can be produced with one kilogram of raw juice.Here food coloring, food syrup and other costs he calculated clearly.Godfather, do you have such thoughts?or do i have

I don't have it now, and I won't understand it in the future, and my godfather is the same as me, and he won't know it.But Wang Xi thought about it.After thinking about it for a few days, I felt that I should help him take another risk... However, it is not enough for him to understand the production process of a product.So, I want to ask him to go to a company like your nephew... a large foreign group to really learn what efficiency management is in a domestic company.In your photo album, behind your nephew's seat, there is such a sentence as "management is the soul, efficiency is life." 'How a factory allocates labor, how to manage subordinates, and how to retain talents are all questions asked by universities.

I remember when I went to my mother's factory, many aunts were knitting sweaters and uncles were playing poker.If you do it, it costs dozens of dollars, if you don’t, it’s still a few dozen dollars.The domestic management mechanism is bound to lead to the bankruptcy of enterprises.Later... As you can see, our knitting factory has been talking about bankruptcy these days.

Godfather, tell Wang Xi to study, one year, with his talent, one year is enough.One year later, when you test him, and he is about to pass the test, you just say that you invested the money. If you say mine, I’m afraid he won’t want it.Godfather, just give Wang Xi a chance, he is a roc, an eagle, as long as you give him a chance, he will spread his wings and fly high.Really, please... I owe this money. "

The room was quiet for a while, and Uncle Chang's voice sounded slowly: "Put the things here, I'll think about it, think about it."

Wang Xi stood up and tiptoed back to the house.

After a while, the curtains in Chang Yu's room quietly opened a gap, and Lao Chang and Zhao Xuejun huddled in the gap to look at the lights in the room over there, a figure, under the light of the desk lamp, was passionately writing at his desk What is written.

Lao Chang chuckled lightly: "Son, just fuck him!"

Zhao Xuejun breathed a sigh of relief, and he held a finished manuscript and fanned it up and down: "Damn him? I'm serious godfather. It's just that there are so many nasty words, it's a bit disgusting, you said that pig has so many advantages Are you still Dapeng, still high-flying, and still brave... Uh, I’ve been copying things to the point of being soft these days. But you’re right, at the most appropriate time, praise some qualities he doesn’t have, and he will subconsciously Take those qualities as your motto. I hope...he will be brave, responsible, and persistent...what do you think?"

"How do I know, anyway, I really think that Wang Xi's child... how should I put it, is like his father, responsible, full of emotions, and a bloody person. Hey, it's not for anything else, it's also good for Wang Lu. Help, please help... I'm over 60, why do I need money..."

Chang Yu, who was nagging about money being useless, put a few banknotes carefully into a box and locked it into a dark cabinet in the house while talking.Seeing Zhao Xuejun's look of contempt, he immediately widened his eyes angrily: "Stinky boy, I won't help you put it away, and I don't know what you will do tomorrow, the money from the set of small money you sold last time, use it to do it." What's the matter? Say it!"

"Investment, make a lot of money... Who said I don't know how to do business, I have a great way to do business, and I tell you that you don't understand either!" Zhao Xuejun smiled like a little fox.