In the spring of 1992, an old man who was nearly ninety years old dragged his thin and tired body onto the train to the south. This was the last bit of dedication this old man would give to the Republic when his fuel was running out.
He wanted to shout for reform, he wanted to cheer for the reformists, and he wanted to push forward the reform that was already at a standstill. Soon, the old man's thick Sichuan voice was stirring in every corner of the Republic, all over the country.
This old man walked and talked all the way, and he had no regrets for all his efforts, because he was the son of the Chinese people, and he deeply loved his motherland and people. At a critical moment, he once again changed the destiny of the Republic.
In 1992, the history of the vicissitudes of the Republic opened a new page.
In the autumn of 1992, Zhao Hongbing was released from prison. Ergou clearly remembered that on the day he was released from prison, it was raining continuously and everyone in the city was busy storing Chinese cabbage. When the autumn wind blew, Zhao Hongbing was already 28 years old. He spent his whole life in prison.
What should have been the best four years
When Ergou saw Zhao Hongbing for the first time, he found that his appearance had hardly changed from that of four years ago. He was still young and handsome, and he walked with a straight waist.
After Zhao Hongbing came out, he first looked up at the sky and took a deep breath. The sky was gray, but the air was very good. It was not only fresh air, but also free air. The first thing that caught Zhao Hongbing's eyes was a leaning figure.
A fair, clean, elegant, thin and delicate young man wearing a black European-style suit and a white shirt was leaning next to a brand-new black car and looking at him with a half-smile.
"Zhang Yue!" Zhao Hongbing couldn't help shouting loudly at first. Zhao Hongbing later recalled that it was the first time that day that he felt that it was a pleasure to be able to call someone's name happily. Indeed, in the past four years or so, he had been too depressed.
Got it
"Red soldiers!" Zhang Yue's voice was not loud, but there were tears in his big eyes.
The second thing that caught Zhao Hongbing's eyes was Little Beijing. Little Beijing was sitting on the back of a dilapidated Lincoln car. He stared blankly at Zhao Hongbing without saying a word, nor did he mean to step forward to help Zhao Hongbing carry his things. Little Beijing
He missed Zhao Hongbing so much. Zhao Hongbing appeared in front of him now. He was so excited that he didn't know what to say.
"Get in the car and have a drink!" It was Liu Haizhu who spoke. He grabbed the bag in Zhao Hongbing's hand and pulled it to his own broken car. Liu Haizhu was wearing a black top hat that day, still had a goatee, and was driving a car.
Green "half" pickup truck
"Red soldier, you didn't see me!" Sun Dawei, who had "Aaron Kwok-style" hair style, rode a black motorcycle and shouted to Zhao Hongbing.
"Dawei, why is your hair so ugly?" Zhao Hongbing is completely out of touch with society. He has no idea who the Four Heavenly Kings are, let alone that Sun Dawei's hairstyle was the most popular among young people in our city at that time.
"This is called Kantou. You are stupid in prison! You don't even understand this," Sun Dawei teased Zhao Hongbing.
"Can you speak?" Zhang Yue said coldly to Sun Dawei.
Sun Dawei suddenly didn't dare to speak. He had been afraid of Zhang Yue since he was a child. He dared to joke with Zhao Hongbing, but he didn't dare to joke with Zhang Yue. Sun Dawei trembled when Zhang Yue glared. Although Sun Dawei and Zhang Yue's relationship, no matter what
He wouldn't curse Zhang Yue or do anything to make fun of him, but Sun Dawei was just afraid of him and couldn't help it
"Hongbing, hurry up and get in Brother Liu's car. Let's go have a drink. It's raining!" Fei Si, who came out of the car in Beijing, stuck his head out and said to Zhao Hongbing with a simple smile.
As soon as Zhao Hongbing opened Liu Haizhu's car door, a pair of hands grabbed him by the collar and pulled him in. The one who pulled him was Xiao Ji, who had been waiting for Zhao Hongbing to open the car door.
"Hey, how come you haven't changed at all?" Xiao Ji punched Zhao Hongbing hard in the chest.
"You haven't changed either. You are already married, can't you be more stable?" Zhao Hongbing said with a smile that seeing these brothers who were born and died, Zhao Hongbing felt very warm. On this day, Zhao Hongbing's brothers all arrived early.
Just wait outside for him to come out
Three cars and a motorcycle, we headed home in a grand way
"Where is Si'er? Why didn't you see him?" Zhao Hongbing noticed that Li Si was not there and asked after getting in the car.
“I’m ordering food at the restaurant.”
"Which hotel are we going to?"
"The best hotel, the most awesome hotel" Xiao Ji said
"Which restaurant in our city is the best now?" Before Zhao Hongbing was imprisoned, he always went to the two or three best restaurants to eat.
“Of course the Asian Games Hotel”
"Where is it? Who drove it?" Zhao Hongbing was curious about everything now. "Haha, you drove it!"
"I drove it?" Zhao Hongbing was confused. "Of course you drove it! But now the boss's surname is Shen." Liu Haizhu took over the words.
"The hotel opened by Xiao Shen is called the Asian Games Hotel, haha, why is it so vulgar?" Zhao Hongbing was happy when he heard it. He knew that after he was imprisoned, Xiao Beijing did not renew the lease of the guest house in front of the train station and then opened a hotel in the city.
But he really didn’t know that the hotel opened by Little Beijing was called Asian Games Hotel
"Don't worry about the vulgar name, it must be the best in our city. Don't you know what Xiao Shen is capable of?"
"When Xiao Shen visited the prison last time, he told me that he bought a new car and that he would drive it for me after I am released from prison. Where is the new car he bought? I didn't have time to talk to him just now."
"Didn't you see him sitting in that car just now? That's the new car he bought."
"Did you buy that shabby car newly? You spent more than 100,000 yuan to buy such a shabby car? Didn't you mean a new car?" Zhao Hongbing had been fantasizing about what the new car bought by Xiao Beijing looked like in prison. When he heard
That broken Lincoln was the car that Xiao Beijing bought and it almost collapsed.
"A new one is indeed a new one, a new used car," Xiao Ji said.
Zhao Hongbing felt that the world was spinning. It turned out that Little Beijing was playing word games with him. Although he had known for a long time that Little Beijing's thoughts were different from ordinary people, he never expected that Little Beijing spent tens of thousands to buy a 50% off
new lincoln
When they arrived at the hotel, everyone let Zhao Hongbing sit at the main table. In addition to Li Wu, who was still serving his sentence, Liu Haizhu and six other brothers were all present. There were also three brothers of Zhang Yue. Zhao Hongbing looked at the golden decoration.
Sitting in a large private room with an area of 30 square meters in his own hotel with splendid walls, he was very happy to see these brothers whom he had not seen for several years.
As expected, Grandpa Zhao was right. Little Beijing was a capable and serious man. Zhao Hongbing was imprisoned for more than four years. Little Beijing did not return to Beijing. Not only did Grandpa Zhao take care of him like his own son when Grandpa Zhao was critically ill, but he also
Earned a fortune for himself and Zhao Hongbing
"You told me that the car you bought for more than 100,000 yuan was the shabby Lincoln you drove?" As soon as Little Beijing entered the hotel door, he heard Zhao Hongbing shouting to him.
"This is called taste, do you understand?" Little Beijing said with a smile, "Master Shen, I don't agree with your taste. I feel sorry for you that you spent hundreds of thousands on such a shabby car. Why don't you use your car to follow?"
Do you have the nerve to compete with me?" Zhang Yue took over.
"Zhang Yue, there is something I have to tell you. No matter how old the Lincoln is, it is still a Lincoln. No matter how new the Santana is, it is still a Santana! Do you understand? You are also a college student after all. You must understand when I say this, right?
"Little Beijing was in a particularly good mood and began to have sex with Zhang Yueqian.
"I fucking don't understand! The new one is better than the old one" Zhang Yue refused.
I would rather have older high-end goods than succumb to cheap low-end goods. This is the consistent philosophy of Little Beijing. Although Zhao Hongbing’s third sister gave birth to a child two years before she got married, and she is no longer young, there is no doubt that
Still a high-end woman. Little Beijing would rather wait foolishly for a high-end woman like Zhao Hongbing's third sister than succumb to a mid- to low-end woman.
"Red Soldier, let me introduce you to some of my brothers. They are all my good buddies," Zhang Yue said.
"Okay." Zhao Hongbing shook hands with Zhang Yue's three brothers one by one.
"Fugui, Jiang Menshen, Cousin" Zhang Yue introduced his three brothers one by one
"Hello, brother Hongbing!" Zhang Yue's three brothers have all admired Zhao Hongbing's name for a long time, and they all respect him.