This time when they returned to the capital, Qian Wen and his party had two more people, Sun Qunchao, Xiao Guoqing,
Now that they have decided to engage in waste recycling, Qian Wen cannot just teach them verbally. They must understand what they are doing and how to operate it.
You can't really pick up trash like Wu Qian said.
The resignations of Sun Ganchao and Xiao Guoqing also had twists and turns. First, there was a huge commotion at home, and they disagreed with what he was doing when he resigned...waste recycling.
There is also the lumber factory. Of course, if you resign, you won’t get any subsidies. They want to buy out your seniority.
At home, Qian Wenwen thought that he should come forward and talk to the two parents. After all, he has always been a respectable person in Guangzi Film. With his guarantee, I believe the two parents will not be so worried.
But when Sun caught up, Xiao Guoqing said, "I decided to follow him. If I can't solve this problem at home, and there will be a lot of things to do in the future, then I might as well stop doing it."
Then the two of them took care of their own families without asking him to help. Fortunately, their parents were not stubborn like Zhou Zhigang, otherwise their plan to make a fortune would have died before they even started.
I don’t know how the two of them convinced the family, but the family was calm anyway.
At the work unit, Qian Wen had to come forward. He and the factory director Xu Hongbing, whom he hadn't seen for several years, had a good relationship. The two drank tea and chatted for a while in the office, and the matter of catching up with them was settled. Come on, compare.
Appropriate compensation.
In fact, the efficiency of the factory has been declining year by year, and because educated youths have returned to their hometowns, there are too many high school students who have failed. The factory accepts workers assigned every year.
To catch up and want to leave during the National Day, the factory director Xu Hongbing almost clapped his hands to say goodbye.
As for the small house that Qianchao's family is going to build, how is the Xiong family doing?
Father Xiong of the Xiong family has illegally occupied other people's homesteads and refused to make corrections despite repeated corrections. He is now being fined and educated.
I heard Qianchao say on the train that they could hear Father Xiong's mourning for money at home, which made him burst into tears.
As for the demolition of their house, because they did not call the police, it became a matter that the people did not take action against.
As for building a house, the Xiong family is now under control, and they have to build a small house on the ruins of their house. They don't dare to be arrogant with the Chaochao family. Maybe the two families will build their own houses and have nothing to do with each other.
As for the compound that Qian Wen purchased in Jichun City, Qian Wen hired a construction team to build several large houses and built other areas into warehouses for future storage of waste products.
As for the project, with Wu Qian actively watching over it from time to time, and Qian Wen asking Chunyan, nothing could go wrong.
When we catch up and go back during the National Day, everything will be ready.
A journey.
When he arrived in the capital, Qian Wen first went to Yan Lao to show his face and ask for his blessing.
The remaining few days were spent on getting the two of them familiar with the waste recycling industry in Beijing, and then arranged for them to stay at the home of Yu Laoer, whom they met during the market survey.
Yu Laoer, a native of Sichuan City, has a flexible mind. After coming to the capital, he quickly identified this industry and has now had a taste of it.
Qian Wen put the two of them at Yu Laoer's house to work for free, and spent two months learning what they saw and came into contact with, how to be good at recycling waste, become middlemen, and obtain objective profits from them instead of becoming retail investors.
school starts.
My sister-in-law, Hao Dongmei, also temporarily suspended her studies and rented a house near Peking University to raise her child.
Qian Wen was still busy with his studies at school and his small career.
In 1982, Qian Wen and others graduated.
Qian Wen and Zhou Bingyi chose to work while studying for graduate school.
Zhou Bingyi did not return to Jichun City to find a job under the supervision of his father-in-law like in the play, but chose to stay in the capital and work in a government department.
The leader was Deputy Political Commissar Ming who admired him very much at first, and now he has become a big leader in the capital.
Because Zhou Bingyi went to college from the Corps, which is a regular course, and four years of college is considered seniority. He worked for a period of time, was appreciated, and had enough years for promotion, and was ready to be promoted to deputy director.
Qian Wen did not choose to enter politics or pursue an official career, although Yan Lao strongly recommended him, saying that his forward-looking and unique vision was very suitable for city construction and would add glory to reforms.
Yan Lao also said that he could find connections and introduce him to some good leaders.
But Qian Wen gave up after thinking about it carefully. He was not Zhou Bingyi. Zhou Bingyi had a formal relationship with the Corps.
He can endure it, but the pace of time will not stop and will not wait for him.
He couldn't wait for the 1980s, the era of Pengfei.
A flash.
1988 is here.
Jichun City.
The prison's closed door slowly opened with creaking sounds.
Two figures appeared, one was short and walked with a limp, and the other was tall but had his head tilted, his mouth tilted, and drooling, as if he was not very smart.
"Shui... Shui... Brother Shui." The tall man spoke first.
"Binzi, we're out." The short lame man murmured.
These two people are Luo Shibin and Zi Shui Shui.
He accidentally beat someone to the head during a fight and got caught because of speculation. Although Tu Zhiqiang fought the crime, he was punished and punished, which was many years later than in the drama.
"Let's go, Binzi, I heard people inside say that the south is good now, let's go to the south.
Jichun City... I won’t come back, I won’t miss you anymore.”
No one answered, Zi Shui Shui turned to look at Luo Shibin, who was drooling next to him, and sighed helplessly.
Since my brother was beaten more than ten years ago, his intelligence has dropped to that of a five- or six-year-old. Whatever I say to him, he will either answer yes, oh, um, or I don't know what he is looking at now.
"Binzi!" Ziliu Shui took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth and shouted.
At this time, Luo Shibin reacted, he chuckled and said, "Shui... Brother Shui, is it... time to eat?"
"Oh, let's go."
The two walked away.
…………
Deep city.
business area.
Juchuang Group.
Dong dong dong~
"Come in~" Qian Wen lowered his head and shouted without raising his head.
The secretary approached and whispered respectfully, "Chairman, there is a gentleman at the front desk looking for you. He said his name is Zhou Bingyi and he is your brother."
Qian Wen was startled, stopped what he was doing, stood up and walked out. His secretary hurriedly followed.
I muttered in my heart, 'It seems he is really the chairman's brother.'
Qian Wen didn't expect Zhou Bingyi to come to Shencheng. He had been in the capital. He talked on the phone not long ago and was about to be promoted to the main office.
With a good leader who appreciates him, Zhou Bingyi's career is much smoother than in the play.
When he arrived at the front desk, Zhou Bingyi was sitting quietly waiting for him in the reception area.
When the receptionist saw Qian Wen, he was shocked and hurriedly said respectfully, "Chairman."
"Yes." Qian Wen nodded and walked towards Zhou Bingyi, who had already seen him and stood up to greet him.
"Brother." Qian Wen smiled and opened his arms.
"Bingkun." Zhou Bingyi smiled and hugged him.
"Why did you come and didn't call me in advance so that I could pick you up?"
After the hug, Qian Wen led Zhou Bingyi into the company.
Along the way, the company employees stopped respectfully and said hello, Qian Wen responded, and Zhou Bingyi looked around curiously.
"This time I was assigned by the ministry to study and research. I have been here for a while. I have free time today, so I came to see you.
Bingkun, is this your company? It’s so big!”
Qian and Wen returned to the office.
"Brother, what are you drinking?"
"Whatever, anything is fine." Zhou Bingyi sat down generously.
The office is very large, but extremely simple. The large floor-to-ceiling windows overlook the high-rise streets and busy traffic, which is pleasing to the eye.
There are antique bookshelves built into the wall, a minimalist desk, and a leather sofa for guests.
A few decorative green plants.
The office is that simple.
Zhou Bingyi looked around, admiring it in his eyes. It was not as extravagant and extravagant as he imagined, but rather felt like a scholar.
Qian Wen nodded and looked at his secretary, "Longjing tea, I treasure the special grade."
"Okay, Chairman." The secretary respectfully stepped back and closed the door gently.
Zhou Bingyi watched as the secretary left and joked, "Male secretary, I have been in Shencheng for a while. Big bosses like you all have female secretaries, and they must be young and beautiful."
Qian Wen smiled and said, "Brother, please don't hurt me.
If Juaner knew that I had hired a female secretary, she would have to let me go home."
"Impossible, Juan'er listens to you so much." Zhou Bingyi shook his head.
It is indeed impossible. Zheng Juan supports him in everything he does. Just like when Zheng Juan studied for an eight-year master's degree and a Ph.D., she was very good and the school was willing to send her to study abroad.
But for him, I gave up my place to study abroad, asked a teacher, and followed him to Shencheng, to a top-level hospital in Shencheng.
That was the time of studying abroad in the 1980s. It was difficult and incredibly valuable, and you would be a pillar of the country after you returned from your studies.
But Zheng Juan didn't complain a word.
I remember when he stroked Zheng Juan’s cheek and said apologetically, “Why don’t you go study abroad, it’s a pity.”
Zheng Juan tilted her pretty face and gently rubbed his palm, squinted her eyes, and said softly, "You are there, I am there.
I originally studied medicine to cure Guangming. Now that Guangming has healed, I have no regrets.
I'm actually just a little woman, I don't have that big ambition, now I just want to raise a husband and raise children, and grow old together with you."
Now their family has lived in Shenzhen, they all have their own careers, and their children are growing up slowly. Zheng Juan gets up in the morning and squeezes out toothpaste for him. At night, he brings hot milk to Zheng Juan who is reading medical books and medical records. They live a happy life.
Very.
"Brother, if you want to see a voluptuous little girl, I will take you to the public relations department of my company in a minute. They are all talented women with extraordinary conversational skills." Qian Wen joked.
Zhou Bingyi waved his hand hurriedly, "No, I'm afraid your sister-in-law and Lan Lan won't let me in."
Lan Lan, whose full name is Zhou Lan, is the daughter of Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei.
They finally had a child, but Hao Dongmei's stomach had been silent since then. Qian Wen took a look at it and found that there was no hope.
The Hao family really loved Lan Lan.
Not to mention Zhou Bingyi, he was raised like a princess.
"If you have time in the evening, you can't come to Shenzhen and not go to my house for a meal.
Zheng Juan, Kangkang, Mingming, Yingying, we must meet each other."
The secretary knocked lightly before pushing the door open and coming in, followed by a female employee holding a tea-tasting tool in her hand.
Zhou Bingyi looked at it curiously, "Not today. I have something to do tonight. In a few days, I have to prepare some gifts for Kangkang and the others."
"Yeah, that's okay.
By the way, how about coming to Shenzhen for study and research this time? Is there anything you need my help with?
In all walks of life in Shen City, I am still a bit thin-faced."
The female employee is a tea art master in the public relations department. After setting up the tea-tasting tools, she quickly moved around, prepared the utensils, boiled the pot, poured water, set the tea, filled the water, poured the tea... They were delighted by the dexterity and versatility of her slender, white little hands.
Zhou Bingyi looked at it curiously, and at the same time replied to his words, "The department has made arrangements, but there is no trouble that requires your help.
However, your reputation has become very popular during the time I have been in Shencheng. Many people mention you and say that you have unique vision and are quick and accurate in investing.
As long as I do business with you or cooperate with you, I will make a lot of money."
Qian Wen smiled and shook his head humbly, "It's not that exaggerated. The policies given by the superiors are good. As long as you dare to work hard, you can make money.
Isn’t Shenzhen now filled with households worth tens of thousands of dollars?”
Speaking of households worth ten thousand yuan, Zhou Bingyi couldn't help but shake his head, thinking how far-fetched this was at the beginning. Now, now that rewind tapes, TVs, and electronic products are coming out in batches, households worth ten thousand yuan are coming out in batches. It's really unimaginable.
"Chairman, Mr. Zhou, please."
The tea is ready.
"Brother Pinpin, this was given to me by a partner, I treasure it."
Zhou Bingyi tasted it, savored the fragrance in his mouth, and smiled, "It's quite special. It's really different from what I usually drink."
"Bingkun, dad retired and went home."
While the two were sipping tea, Zhou Bingyi suddenly said.
Qian Wen was stunned, then turned to look at the female employee making tea aside, "Ask Secretary Lu to come in."
The female employee hurriedly went to find Secretary Lu.
Qian Wen looked at Zhou Bingyi, "When did it happen? No one called me at home? I only returned home last month."
"Three weeks ago.
As soon as you left, I went back.
I went back home before coming to Shencheng. When I returned to Beijing the next day, I met my father who had returned.
I was pressed for time, so we chatted for a while.
When I saw you just now, I knew that you definitely didn't know that the old man had retired." Zhou Bingyi said.
At this time, Secretary Lu came in and said respectfully, "Chairman."
Qian Wen looked at Secretary Lu, "Do you have a call from Jichun City?"
Secretary Lu did not answer immediately, but thought about it carefully before answering, "Chairman, no.
You specifically told me that the phone number of Jichun City must be notified to you as soon as possible, and I always remember this."
Qian Wen nodded, "You go down first."
He stood up and walked to his desk, "This old man is so troublesome that he retired and went home without even making a phone call."
"Maybe dad is worried that you are busy, after all, you are passing each other.
I can't just call you back again." Zhou Bingyi shrugged.
"Then give me a call. I even have a special phone line at home, just for this time."
Qian Wen picked up the landline phone on his desk and dialed the old Zhou family in Jichun City.
Toot toot…
It took a while before someone answered.
"Hey, who is that?"
The voice was hoarse and low.
Zhou Zhigang answered the phone.
"Dad, I'm Bingkun.
Are you retired?"
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The author of Human World feels that there are too many details and plans to reduce some of them.
The human world may be coming to an end soon. Let the big guys take a look and give your opinions on what to write in the next world.