The Pentium Era - South to North

The National Day in 1999 was a special National Day and also a celebration of the 50th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China. In this year, a grand military parade celebrating the 50th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China was held at Tiananmen Square in Beijing. The scale was unprecedented. It was later called the "Military Parade of the Century". .”

The biggest thing for every ordinary person is that on September 18th, the State Council revised and promulgated the "National Holidays and Anniversary Holiday Measures", stipulating that Spring Festival, Labor Day, National Day and New Year's Day are all National holidays, including Spring Festival, Labor Day and National Day, are three days, and New Year's Day is one day.

The two four-day weekends before and after the moving festival and the three-day legal holiday are concentrated vacations, so that there are seven days in total. That is, starting from the National Day this year, everyone began to have the concept of mini-long holidays and golden weeks.

The sudden long holiday caught all tourist cities off guard. With only a few days, they had no way to quickly increase their reception capacity and make effective response and control measures.

Besides, neither the government management departments nor the tourist attractions in these cities have had such experience before. They expect that tourists will increase, but no one knows how much the increase will be.

Previously, we only had one long Spring Festival holiday, but the long Spring Festival holiday put all the pressure on the railway and highway transportation departments. For these cities, not only did the flow of people during the Spring Festival not increase, but due to the large number of migrant workers and foreigners returning home, the cities were even worse than before. It turned out to be empty.

On October 1st, Hangzhou suddenly saw an unprecedented influx of people. The West Lake was packed with people. What many people saw was not the West Lake, but a sea of ​​people. Everyone was saying that the broken bridge was going to be crowded. broken.

All the restaurants in the streets and alleys of Hangzhou were frightened by the huge crowds. They expected that there would be more guests this year, but they did not expect that there would be so many. Almost all the ingredients prepared in the freezers were sold out. I don't order food, but just bring it to me if you have any food.

You are sitting and eating, and there are several guests waiting for your seat standing behind you, staring at you with dull and tired eyes. You don't seem to be eating, but putting on a show to eat, and you are still the most indifferent in front of them. audience.

Everyone is sitting there, silently picking up the rice in their bowls and picking up the dishes on the table. If you don't even say a word to your companions, it seems like you have wasted everyone's time, which is a sin and will attract people waiting behind you. The resentment of those people.

If you really can't hold back your alcohol cravings and ask for a drink, you will not only be stared at by the waiting eyes behind you, but also be urged by your companions to hurry up, so you can only drink the wine in a hurry like water.

All hotels and guesthouses, from five-star hotels to 3-5 RMB Datong bungalows, are full, and every bed and suspected bed (many hotels have also vacated the dining room, and several chairs are scattered across the room). Even if the beds are occupied), they are all occupied, and there are still many people who cannot find a place to stay.

Some people spread to the towns around Hangzhou and stayed in hotels there, while many others were still stranded on the streets of Hangzhou.

The West Lake was filled with more people than usual during the day. Perhaps even West Lake did not expect that there would be so many people staring at it one night.

On the night of November 1, Zhang Chen and the others drank the wedding wine of Lao Wan and Zheng Huihong in Taohuayuan. When they got home, it was already around nine o'clock in the evening. Zhang Chen had just finished taking a shower and was about to go to bed. Xiao Zhao told him, "Your phone has been ringing just now." .

"Why don't you pick it up for me?" Zhang Chen asked.

Xiao Zhao shook his head: "You can fight it yourself."

This is the tacit understanding they naturally formed, that is, no matter whose cell phone rings, the other party will definitely not answer it, but will only shout at the top of his voice: "There is a call!"

This one won't pick up unless the other one says, "Catch it for me."

For them, there is no such thing as one picking up the other's phone and looking through the call history.

Neither of them said anything, and there was no prior agreement, but they just felt that this was the most basic respect for each other.

Zhang Chen wiped his head with a bath towel, then walked over and picked up the phone and looked. It was Hagen. Zhang Chen was confused, what could Brother Hagen do to him so late?

Zhang Chen quickly dialed, and Hagen told him that the security guard had just called him and said that there were people in the upstairs garden of their dynamic zone, and he was rushing there now.

Zhang Chen drank a lot of wine at night and was a little dizzy, but he still insisted that I would come too.

When Zhang Chen arrived at the company, he saw Hagen sitting in the garden in front of his office, chatting with Liu Ligan. When he saw Zhang Chen coming, they both stood up. Hagen and Zhang Chen said, I went over to look, and they both They were people who couldn't find a hotel to stay in and were planning to spend the night on our rooftop.

The three of them went through the small door and went to the next door. Hagen had already asked the security guard to turn on the garden lights on the roof. Sure enough, they saw clusters of people on the roof. The noise of people seemed to take away the scent of osmanthus on the roof. , all diluted a lot.

Liu Ligan shouted, Damn it, this holiday has driven so many people to Hangzhou. Zhang Chen looked at this scene and felt like he had seen it before.

Liu Ligan then shouted: "Zhang Chen, does this look like the scene in Haicheng Park when we first arrived in Haicheng?"

When Liu Ligan said this, Zhang Chen finally understood why he felt so familiar just in front of him. The scene in front of him was exactly the same as in Haicheng Park.

But looking closer, there are still differences. The difference is that at that time, in Haicheng Park, almost all people were young people, while here, it was almost dominated by families, with many old people and children mixed in.

What's even more different is that the nights in Haicheng were still extremely hot at that time, but during the National Day in Hangzhou, the sun was shining brightly during the day, but at night it was already a bit cool. After all, it was already autumn.

Those who are traveling at this time feel that the temperature in Hangzhou is still high, and no one will bring a lot of clothes.

Zhang Chen and the others were walking among the crowd. He saw some children still wearing short-sleeved shirts with adults' clothes on them. After the adults gave them the clothes, he was left with short-sleeved clothes.

In the second half of the night, it will get even colder on the roof. In such a situation, it is easy to catch a cold.

Zhang Chen thought for a while and told Hagen to open the door of the table tennis hall and ask them all to move indoors.

Hagen said yes, and he immediately used the intercom to call the security guards, asking them to open the table tennis hall and guide the people outside in the rooftop garden indoors. The table tennis hall was quickly packed, and there were still many people. , can't get in.

Liu Ligan saw it from the side and said no, no, I immediately called Liu Jun and asked him to open the badminton hall.

Liu Ligan said, and immediately called Liu Jun, the general manager and head coach of their Jinxiu Dadi Badminton Club. After more than 20 minutes, Liu Jun rushed over, opened the door of the badminton hall, and then cleared all the people on the roof. people have moved indoors.

Zhang Chen looked at them all looking exhausted and haggard, and asked a few people and found out that they couldn't even find a place to eat dinner, so they could only rely on biscuits and water to satisfy their hunger. At this late night, there was no place to buy biscuits. there is none left.

Zhang Chen asked Hagen if he could contact the chef in the cafeteria.

Hagen said yes, a few of them would live in the dormitory below.

Zhang Chen said, then go down and see if they can work harder and overtime to cook some noodles and porridge for these people.

Hagen said okay, I'll call him right away.

Hagen went downstairs. After a while, Hagen ran up and told Zhang Chen that these people had all ran out, saying they were going to play cards with fellow villagers. They would definitely not be able to come back for a while, and there was no one there. Know where their fellow villagers are.

"Can the kitchen be opened?" Zhang Chen asked.

"If that doesn't work, just pick the lock off." Hagen said.

Zhang Chen said okay, then I will think of a way to solve the chef's problem.

Zhang Chen called Zhao Zhigang's cell phone and asked him to find Lao Fu and call him immediately. The Sanbao factory was not working and there was no need to make supper in the cafeteria tonight. Zhang Chen was worried that even Lao Fu and the others ran out.

Liu Ligan heard from the side, and he said yes, Lao Fu can do it. We were at the Mishihe construction site, and he could arrange meals for tens of thousands of people. He had experience.

Zhang Chen smiled and said: "What kind of experience does this require? In my Sanbao factory, even on normal days, there are more than a thousand people eating. Of course he is fine. I am worried that he is not in the factory."

Just as he was talking, Zhang Chen's cell phone rang, and he picked it up. It was Lao Fu. Zhang Chen quickly asked, is your chef here?

"How many of them are here? What's wrong, Mr. Zhang?" Old Fu asked.

Zhang Chen told him about the situation here. How many people did Lao Fu ask?

"About three hundred people." Zhang Chen said.

"There are more than three hundred people, so I can just bring two of them myself. It's not a big deal." Old Fu said lightly.

Zhang Chen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, I knew you had a way to ask Xiao Sheng to send you here."

"By the way, Mr. Zhang, what's in the canteen over there?" Old Fu asked.

Zhang Chen was also dumbfounded. I didn't know what it was. He said, "Master Fu, wait a minute. I'll tell you after I go down and take a look."

"Forget it, let me take the things over here. Just ask Director Zhao to issue a pass for me." Old Fu said.

Zhang Chen said yes, "Where is Director Zhao?"

"Next to me, I asked him to answer the phone."

Zhao Zhigang didn't answer the phone. Zhang Chen heard him calling from the side. No need to answer the phone. I heard it. Master Fu, go and ask someone to move things. I'll go find Xiao Sheng.

The call was immediately disconnected.

After more than 20 minutes, Lao Fu and the others arrived and immediately went into the kitchen and got busy. Hagen also called the kitchen handymen and security guards from the dormitory to help and put the noodles and soup rice cakes that Lao Fu and the others had cooked. , carried buckets upstairs, using disposable bowls and chopsticks, and served them to everyone.

By the time everyone was eating hot noodles and rice cakes in soup, it was already past twelve o'clock. Haigen and Zhang Chen said, "You can go back and have a rest. I'll be fine here."

Liu Ligan also shouted, let's go, let's go, I can't sleep anyway, Hagen and I are here.

Zhang Chen just went home. When he got home, he looked at his room and saw that no one was there. The quilt was still warm. Then he looked at Xiaofang's room. The lights were on. He heard the three women inside talking in Chongqing dialect and squeaking out of the door. After getting out from underneath, Zhang Chen smiled and shook his head, went back to the room and went to bed.

When he woke up in the middle of the night, he saw that there was still an empty bed next to him. He got out of bed and walked out of the room. Hearing the chatter of Chongqing dialect, he still got out from under Xiaofang's door. Zhang Chen shook his head and went back to bed.

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