The mainstream thought at that time was that knowledge changes destiny, but based on Xia Jindong's experience accumulated in real life, he found that this may not be the case. Many people study hard, and hard work may not be related to the "big tree" behind the person.
He knew that Vice-Governor Cao was just one of the Cao family's forces all over China. This only opened up a corner of the network of relationships at the top of the Chinese power pyramid, but there were still things to be seen.
The term "class solidification" came to mind.
He Jingsheng is not as scholarly as he is. The issues he considers are all real, and he said: "Near East, Xiao Luo, especially Xiao Luo, must understand that this kind of relationship is not something that anyone can have if they want it. You have to work with him now."
Cao Haoxuan must maintain this relationship and become close friends with him, so that you can help me and your father. Do you understand?"
Xia Xiaoluo smiled slightly and nodded in agreement.
However, feelings don't just come, Xia Xiaoluo thought to himself.
He Jingsheng looked at the two of them meaningfully and said: "Sometimes, the huge role of these relationships is beyond our imagination."
At that time, communications were underdeveloped, and communication tools such as "Big Brother" and bp machines were not yet popular, and telephones were still a luxury for ordinary families due to their high charges, so letters became the main means of communication for ordinary people.
At that time, it was popular among middle school students to make "pen pals". Two strangers who did not know each other in real life could express their feelings through letters and discuss various humanistic, philosophical, and social issues. It could be called "making friends through literature."
At that time, teachers and parents did not prohibit this phenomenon and did not interfere too much, but they did not encourage it or ignore it.
Middle school students at that time would be happy for a long time once they received a letter from their pen pal.
After thinking about it, Xia Xiaoluo still felt that this kind of communication through letters was more appropriate. The first letter he wrote to Cao Haoxuan pretended to be about Confucius's "Only villains and women are difficult to raise" and Nietzsche's "the need to find
"Woman? Please bring your whip." The source of the two ideas, and a comparative study of the similarities and differences between the two, which is as nonsense as possible.
A few days later, he received a reply from Cao Haoxuan. Sure enough, the reply was enthusiastic and discussed some points.
In the 1990s, Freud and Nietzsche were very popular. If you chatted with people without talking about Freud and Nietzsche, and pretended to be intellectuals, they would say you were uneducated.
Literary young people who pick up girls usually say: "Do you often want to kill your mother and marry your father?"
They are all influenced by Freud's "The Interpretation of Dreams".
Xia Xiaoluo took the letter, smiled slightly, and thought to himself: "Sure enough, my opinion is right. No matter what kind of family one comes from, the feelings of a young man are full of poetry, and the same love of sadness for spring and autumn is the same."
When he replied to the letter for the second time, he stopped talking about literature and philosophy. If he did, he would show his timidity. So he started talking about economic issues, which he was best at.
This time, he wrote some of his views on the reform of state-owned enterprises. He believed that the reform of state-owned enterprises can only have real results if it changes property rights and solve the problem of "the absence of owners" of state-owned assets. However, property rights reform is only a way, not a
Purpose, the real purpose of property rights reform is to maintain and increase the value of state-owned assets.
However, the process of property rights reform may cause the loss of state-owned assets. This step requires the establishment of complete supervision procedures, laws and regulations.
After completing the property rights reform and realizing the shareholding system, the road for companies with state-owned shares is still long, because in this process, there may be problems of private shareholders eroding and hollowing out the company.
To solve this problem, Xia Xiaoluo proposed strengthening the legal system and law enforcement, introducing professional managers, decentralizing part of the equity through corporate shareholding reform, and using stock price changes to create incentives for professional managers through shareholders voting with their feet.
and constraints to ultimately maximize the interests of shareholders and state-owned assets.
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This article is Xia Xiaoluo's most "academic" article besides economic history and corporate history, which he is good at. It is comparable to the patchwork university graduation thesis he wrote in his previous life.
This time, Cao Haoxuan's reply was very brief: "I look up to the mountains and walk across the scenery. Even though I can't reach them, my heart longs for them."
Although Cao Haoxuan can be said to be knowledgeable, his grandfather belonged to a relatively old-school figure. He was only required to be proficient in classical culture and did not know much about economics and business.
If Xia Xiaoluo composed a poem last time that made him feel "amazing", then this time's feeling can be described as "shocked". Even in the circle of princelings in the capital where he is, it is rare to see
Such a person with such profound insights.
After his rebirth, Xia Xiaoluo only focused on making money and spent the rest of his time studying for high school courses. However, his economic literacy did not increase at all.
This article was a collection of the academic opinions of several economists he had read in his previous life. In the 21st century, there was absolutely no originality, and it was even vulgar.
However, these views were extremely novel in the 1990s, and even won the admiration of Cao Haoxuan. Seeing these words, Xia Xiaoluo's face turned red, and he thought, "Ashamed, ashamed," he thought, he needs to study harder in the future.
, My understanding of economic history and corporate history is mainly based on cases, which are fragmentary and scattered insights. They have not yet formed a system, let alone been sublimated into a theory. I still need to strengthen my study and integrate these economic phenomena before I can have original ideas.
Xia Xiaoluo was sitting at his desk in a daze when He Shiyun came over and stood beside his desk, resting her arms on his tall pile of books and resting her head on her arms.
With a smile on his face, he said: "Xiao Luo, the midterm exam is coming soon. How are you preparing for it?"
The students around them responded with understanding smiles... It was an implicit era. Many tender feelings, deep love and pity could not be expressed with a simple and direct "I love you" like later generations. More of them were hidden in daily life.
greetings, seemingly casual glances, and open and honest discussions.
The secret thoughts and feelings at that time, although dull, are more exciting than the fierce love between you and me in later generations.
Xia Xiaoluo scratched his head and said: "It's not bad..."
While talking, Yang Jingchu said: "Xia Xiaoluo, Tian Fencai, He Shiyun, the three of you come to my office..."
When Yang Jingchu entered the classroom just now, he happened to see He Shiyun lying on Xia Xiaoluo's desk talking to him. This was already too intimate an action in the eyes of other teachers. However, Yang Jingchu didn't seem to see it. He looked calm and turned his head.
Walk towards Zhuoyu Tower.
Several girls let out a small "boo" sound and looked at Xia Xiaoluo and He Shiyun with envy as they walked out of the classroom side by side.
The eyes of one of the girls named Tang Ning Ye were even more jealous, but the jealousy was perfectly concealed. A hint of jealousy like cold and sharp glass shards flashed through her deliberately disguised sweet and gentle eyes.
He Shiyun suddenly turned around and looked at Tang Ning Ye, as if she was emotionally charged.
Tang Ning Ye, this is a poetic name, and the owner of the name is a doll-like girl.
With a pure and gentle smile and a modest and appropriate language, she seems not to belong to this group that is too simple and too direct.
Just two days after school started, He Shiyun noticed this girl. She seemed to have an indescribable charm that could attract boys and even girls to surround her, forming a small circle like stars holding the moon, and she was undoubtedly
It is the core of it.
He Shiyun has been thinking about this kind of charm, what exactly is it?
This kind of thing is something she definitely doesn't possess. It wasn't until a few days ago that she suddenly understood that that kind of thing is called femininity - vice-principal Su Jiangchuan and Xia Xiaoluo's aunt Xu Xiaoting can feel some of it.
That mature, delicate tenderness, that mellow maturity, that intentional or unmistakable whisper made her feel - disgusting.
This feeling is as disgusting as seeing a ferocious Tibetan Mastiff chasing its tail in circles and then falling down. Also, an old woman in her thirties or forties deliberately pretends to be a Hong Kong and Taiwanese accent to imitate the speech of a little girl.
It was an incongruity. It should have been an age of innocence, but it was too precocious.
He Shiyun hated her own sensitivity, so much so that she could feel the disgust in it so deeply. Many little boys and girls must have flocked to her.
She smiled at He Shiyun, and He Shiyun felt goosebumps rising on her skin, but she still smiled stiffly, and then walked out of the classroom.
This is the third period of the afternoon. The setting sun is like a paintbrush splashing ink, painting all the buildings, vegetation and trees with a layer of golden yellow, like a dazzling coat, giving people an intoxicating feeling of tranquility and peace.
The campus is very quiet. Most of the classes are self-study. Occasionally, the voices of teachers lecturing can be faintly heard from a few classrooms. It comes out from the classrooms indistinctly, making people feel that the time is quiet.
Tian Fengcai seemed unwilling to be a light bulb. His steps were hurried, but his upper body was very steady, like a still and virgin rabbit. He seemed to deliberately leave some space for Xia Xiaoluo and He Shiyun.
Walking through the marble corridor and walking on the cement floor, there are yellow and dark green fallen leaves. It rained a few days ago, and there are some water marks on the ground. Stepping on the fallen leaves gives people a soft feeling.
It seemed that there were only two of them in the world. He Shiyun asked with a smile: "Xia Xiaoluo, what do you think of that Tang Ningye?"
"Who is Tang Ningye?"
Xia Xiaoluo asked blankly.
He Shiyun looked at Xia Xiaoluo in disbelief, made a knowing but tolerant gesture, and said with a smile: "Those in the third row... you are still pretending, you boys all treat her like a fairy
of."
Xia Xiaoluo felt funny for a while. Girls all like to play this trick, asking the boy they like what they think of another girl.
Xia Xiaoluo said indifferently: "I don't care about this. It's so boring. What's the use of being good-looking? Can it be used as food? I prefer girls whose intelligence shocks me."
This sounded high-sounding at first, but He Shiyun had to believe it. Thinking of Xia Xiaoluo studying hard in the all-night study room, she suddenly felt that her question was boring and stupid. Xia Xiaoluo, he is not an ordinary boy.
He has a mature mind that other boys cannot match.
The country's soldiers are unparalleled, and they can ride without any competition.