170. Chapter 168 Now even Pan Hong is here to curry favor with you
Chapter 168 Now even Pan Hong is here to curry favor with you
Since the second half of 1979, Teresa Teng's singing can often be heard in the streets, alleys, squares and parks of major cities.
A group of young people carried tape recorders in their hands and walked through the market triumphantly.
The more curious eyes it attracts, the more steps it can take to reach 250,000 to 80,000 yuan.
The earth is round, and history must be paid back.
Just like when I rashly disrupted the life trajectories of these young people.
Nowadays, the various magical operations of this group of people have also made the city particularly uncomfortable.
But no matter what, the "Teresa Teng fever" in the mainland also started to emerge this year.
Her appearance is not accidental. Since last year, tape recorders have begun to flow into the market through various channels.
Recorders used for teaching in major schools no longer undergo special approval procedures.
In early 1979, an inspection team set up by the Ministry of Commerce went to Hong Kong and purchased 10,000 cassette recorders at a price of HK$90 each.
After being shipped back to Yanjing, they were sold at a price of RMB 200 per unit.
On the first day of sales, the counter in Yanjing Department Store was completely crowded.
The off-duty time has long passed, and Gu Zhengzheng, the director of Pujiang TV Station, is still sitting in his office talking on the phone.
"It's not big, and the style is the same as the one at the beginning of the year," Zhou Yeming, who was far away at Yanjing TV Station, said on the other end of the phone: "I only got 5 units in total and will send you two."
"So generous?" Gu Zhengzheng grabbed the phone cord and said with a smile: "I actually have a tape recorder at home, but I just want to add a smaller one for my children. It's inconvenient to have a big one."
"Don't get me wrong first. One is for you, and the other is for Jiangshan."
"Xiaojiang?"
"Yes," Zhou Yeming laughed unknowingly as soon as he said Jiangshan:
"I like this guy more and more now. When he came to the stage last time, he seemed to like the electric fan in the office. This time I also sent him one."
"oh?"
"When the time comes, you can help me hand over the tape recorder to him..."
After slowly latching on the phone, Gu Zhengzheng folded his hands on the desk and fell into deep thought.
On the phone, Zhou Yeming praised Jiangshan like a flower. He didn't know what problem this guy helped him solve?
This is both a tape recorder and an electric fan.
Hiss, that’s not right.
It seems that their Pujiang TV station has never expressed anything to Comrade Xiao Jiang!
Gu Zhengzheng immediately felt something was wrong. No wonder Zhou Yeming was able to become the leader of CCTV because he thought more carefully than himself.
Thinking of this, Gu Zhengzheng picked up the phone again: "Is this Zhang Lu? Come to my office..."
On a hot summer night, in the small courtyard of No. 51 Anhe Street, a few fireflies swayed back and forth.
After Li Jinzhi said goodbye and left, Jiang Chuan and Ying Ruhua, the silent cat, were reading novels in the room.
The heroes and heroines in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" opened the door to the world for the two little girls.
"Ruhua," Jiang Chuan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly sat up and said, "Look at your palm."
"Hehehe," he giggled picturesquely after being attacked by someone, and gave a backhand palm: "Nine Yin White Bone Claw."
There was a thud, and Jiang Chuan, who had no time to react, rolled out of bed.
"Hey Xiaochuan, are you okay?"
"...The Nine Yin White Bone Claws are still powerful."
There were constant sounds of fighting and screaming coming from next door.
Ling Jianghe would look out the window from time to time: "What are they doing?"
"Reading a book!"
"Is there anyone who reads like this?"
"You will understand after reading it in two days."
Jiang Shan couldn't help but laugh when he thought that "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" could actually invite him back.
The moment he turned his head, he happened to glance at the magazine on the dining table.
At this moment, Jiang He had silently turned the pages of the book.
"Oh,"
When a big black ten appeared flat on the page of the book.
Jiang Shan immediately started shouting: "What is going on? What does Li Jinzhi mean?"
"whispering sound,"
Jiang He ignored Lao San, and his seemingly calm eyes were slightly turbulent.
"ah,"
"Um?"
"I go,"
As the pages of the book moved rapidly, ten dollars, ten dollars...still ten dollars.
Jiang He pulled out ten-dollar bills one after another.
Normally, when I see a bottle cap with "One more dime" on it, I would pout in silly joy, but this time I was completely calm.
Jiang Shan asked decisively: "Second brother, what on earth is going on?"
"When you gave him this book, didn't you read it in advance?"
"I was?" Jiang Shan then came back to his senses: "Is there money in this book?"
"What do you think?"
"I thought it was Li Jinzhi... Hey, you should have told me earlier!"
The magazines on the bedside of the second child were all brought by Jiang Shan back from Japan.
A few months ago, when Li Jinzhi walked into the Jiang family door carrying a bag of toy samples.
Not only did he get to know Jiangshan’s younger sister Jiang Chuan, but he also received a bowl of hot noodles from Jiang’s mother.
Before leaving, I knew Jiang Shan liked reading books, so I specially brought him a magazine.
Unexpectedly, when Li Jinzhi opened the magazine after returning home, he unexpectedly discovered that there was money hidden in this book from a capitalist country!
Seeing the magical scene in front of him, he couldn't help but turn the page quickly.
One picture, two pictures... Li Jinzhi's eyes gradually lost focus.
How did Comrade Jiangshan learn that his old father was eager to pay for medical treatment?
Could it be...that I let it slip?
"Li Jinzhi is someone who can handle things," Jiang He directly defined as he looked at a lot of banknotes.
"Well," Jiang Shan nodded: "Second brother, can you stop hiding money everywhere like an old woman in the future?"
"Who knew you would lend it to outsiders?"
"I won't dare to do it anymore," Jiang Shan waved his hand: "It's a good thing I borrowed it from the wrong person, otherwise you would definitely not be able to get the hundred yuan back."
Jiang He returned to silence, although there was still a smile on his lips.
In the small kitchen the next day, Ying Ruhuate looked at the big iron pot in front of her seriously.
Heat the tofu in hot oil and fry until golden brown on both sides.
Then add garlic cloves, chili peppers, and meat slices to the pan and stir-fry.
After a while, the smell of meat wafting from the small kitchen made the two Jiang brothers put down the paint in their hands.
"Ruhua is getting better and better now," Jiang Shan couldn't wait to twist a piece of meat: "It's delicious. I haven't eaten such delicious meat slices for a long time."
Jiangchuan said: "I made an agreement with Ruhua, from now on she will cook and I will wash the dishes."
"Well, that's a good idea."
Ying Ruhua also smiled: "I am willing to do anything except washing dishes."
"What a coincidence, I don't like washing dishes either." Jiang Shan, who had never liked washing dishes his whole life, said, "I don't like cooking either."
"The same goes for Xiao Xiao," Jiang He followed, "Fortunately, Comrade Knife Holder is here."
Jiang Chuan opened his mouth silently, and the next second he was happy: "It doesn't matter, I won't be in this house next year anyway."
"Where are you going?"
"Go to college!"
"..."
In the silence, only the sound of cooking rice could be heard.
When Jiang Hai pushed a bicycle into the small courtyard, Jiang Chuan, who was washing dishes in the small kitchen, shouted happily: "Big brother is here!"
It's a pity that no one else came out to greet him except the smiling Ying Ruhua.
"What about the rest?"
"I'm painting the house!"
After listening to the younger sister's words, Jiang Hai walked in without any hurry.
At this moment, I was stunned by the scene in the small courtyard: "Is this... a swing?"
"Yes," Ruhua, who had two little hands behind his back, nodded: "My second brother made it specially for Xiaoyu and Xiaobai."
"He can still do this stuff?"
In the center of the small courtyard, there is a floor-standing swing frame, which is small, strong and simple in structure.
However, there is a unique childlike interest in painting the country colorfully.
Jiang Hai couldn't help but look at it a few more times: "If Xiaobai saw this, he would go crazy with joy."
Even he himself felt hot looking at it, let alone the children.
"Second child, third child," Jiang Hai strode into the house: "I'm here."
"Come just come, why are you shouting?"
"You came just in time," Jiang Shan casually threw a hat to the boss: "Help me brush."
"Hey, what are you...?"
I thought the swing set outside was enough, but I didn't expect it to be even more amazing inside.
Today, the Jiang family has been repainted and the layout of the house has been slightly changed.
Among the large rooms on both sides of the main room, one is still occupied by Jiang’s father and Jiang’s mother, while the other has become Jiang He’s new house.
The small room separated by a wall from the main room was naturally reserved for the two little guys.
At this moment, what surprised Jiang Hai was the layout of the small room.
Red, blue and white high and low beds, and a small wardrobe of the same color.
The most eye-catching thing is the mural painted by Jiang Shan and Jiang He Zheng.
For this mural, Jiangshan chose the composition of "Panda Department Store", in which various small animals are vivid and interesting.
"I never thought that the walls at home could be painted like this?"
After feeling inexplicably moved, Jiang Hai opened his newspaper hat and put it on his head: "Tell me, what can I do for you?"
After the divorce, the eldest son really feels like he is seeing the sun through the clouds.
However, every time I see a family enjoying themselves outside, I always worry about what the children will think after seeing a similar scene.
Heartbroken, guilty...the more I think about it, the more I feel wronged by these two poor little ones.
The only thing that makes me feel more at ease is the family of relatives behind me.
Especially the third child, he is simply more thoughtful than himself.
Just like now, who would have thought that he would turn his home into a kindergarten.
"Hehehehe," Jiang Hai, who felt more at ease the more he thought about it, couldn't help laughing.
"Brother," Ying Ruhua on the side kept pursed her lips and suppressed a smile: "Your hat seems a bit small, do you want me to fold another one for you?"
"No need," as he spoke, the paper hat on Jiang Hai's head tilted further: "It's not easy to approve newsprint, so let's just do it!"
"haha okay!"
The brothers and sisters were busy working together in the new house.
He was laughing and joking, but he didn't look like he was working seriously at all!
Fortunately, the old craftsman Jiang He was in charge, and all the furniture was gradually painted to look presentable.
Da da da……
With the sound of a string of high heels, a lesbian wearing sunglasses walked into the courtyard of No. 51 on Anhe Street.
The neighbors scattered around the small courtyard stopped their housework at the same time.
His eyes couldn't help but follow the movement of this person who suddenly appeared.
A fashionably dressed woman in an emerald green dress and milky white high heels walked past the courtyard with an expressionless expression.
Deng Deng’s footsteps were clearly not following a conventional path.
"Who is this person?"
"I've never seen it before. Is it from the next door yard?"
"Impossible, I haven't seen any of the women around here!"
"Look at what I can do for you."
"Why does this lesbian look so familiar to me?"
"I also feel like I've seen it somewhere."
"You look like you are no ordinary person."
"It can't be some celebrity, right?"
"Will celebrities come to our hospital?"
"Isn't she just..."
"...What a star!"
When the lesbian lowered her head again to check the house number on the small piece of paper in her hand: "Excuse me, does Reporter Jiang live here?"
After asking again, the family with newspaper hats on their heads looked into the small courtyard one after another.
"Who is looking for my little brother?" Jiang Chuan was the first to raise his head: "Excuse me, are you..."
Before the words were spoken, the lesbian standing in the courtyard smiled and took off her sunglasses: "Jiangshan."
"Pan Hong,"
Jiang Shan, who was holding a cigarette in his mouth, almost didn't let the cigarette burn him when he opened his mouth: "How did you find this place?"
If he remembered correctly, he only left the phone number of his work unit for Pan Hong.
"Just asking," Pan Hong smiled and handed the carton in her hand forward: "Hurry and pick it up for me, it's too heavy."
"okay."
Jiang Shan quickly picked it up: "What is this? It's such a big box?"
"Electric fan." Pan Hong looked back at the neighbors gathered at the alley, and then whispered: "I will leave Pujiang in two days."
"Let's go into the house," Jiang Shan said decisively as he saw more and more onlookers, "The house behind you is also my home."
After a period of complicated procedures, Pan Hong's relationship was finally transferred to Emei Film Studio.
When everything was ready and ready to leave, she thought of the comrades she met by chance but who were kind to her.
After thanking Jiangchuan for the Happy Coke, Pan Hong couldn't help but laugh: "Do you still remember how we shot this commercial that day?"
"Of course I remember," Jiang Shan also smiled: "In the winter, you wear a short-sleeved dress and you have to spray water on your face..."
"When I got home that day, I caught a cold."
"Hey, you should have told me earlier," Jiang Shan slapped his thigh: "If you had told me earlier, I would have asked Happy Coca-Cola to pay you 200 in work-related injury compensation."
"Haha, what about work injury compensation?" Pan Hong said incredulously.
But the next second, he looked at Jiangshan and asked: "A while ago, Happy Coke came to me to shoot a promotional poster. Is it your attention again?"
"It was indeed my suggestion," Jiang Shan said, "In addition to you, there is also Liu Xiaoqing."
"Oh? And her?"
"right!"
"Will there be others in the future?"
"I've only appointed you two for the time being. This is called brand spokesperson. Since you have received advertising fees from Happy Coke, remember to say good things for them whenever you have the opportunity in the future."
Comrade Pan Hong will never forget the time when he ran into obstacles everywhere and had nowhere to go.
An advertisement for Happy Coke quickly transformed himself into a popular man.
"Don't worry," Pan Hong nodded: "I know what to do."
"There's no need to be too nervous," Jiang Shan held the porcelain jar in his hand and clinked a glass with Pan Hong's Coke: "Just stay young and beautiful."
"Hey," Pan Hong pursed her lips and smiled: "Did you not throw away the phone I gave you?"
"How can it be."
"Remember to call sister often from now on!"
"Sure, what's wrong? Are you leaving now?"
"Let's go, I have a few friends I want to meet."
"Hey, don't forget the carton."
"Give it to you."
"What do I need that for?"
"You don't consider me a friend, do you?"
"I'll keep it. Whatever you take from now on, I'll keep it."
"That's pretty much it."
When the sound of Comrade Pan Hong's high heels gradually drifted away.
The desktop electric fan in the carton has been placed neatly on the dining table.
"It's so beautiful," Jiang Chuan took turns pressing a row of buttons: "Brother, look, this fan also has colored lights!"
"So good, so good," Jiang Hai couldn't help but shake his head: "I'm talking about the third child, now even Pan Hong is trying to curry favor with you."
"Oh," Jiang Shan lit up his cigarette again: "It's not as exaggerated as you said."
In the Huayuan New Village on Huangshan Road, Lu Xiao and his sister-in-law were walking together while pushing a bicycle.
The closer you are to your apartment building, the more acquaintances you have.
The chatter behind her made the sister-in-law frown.
"Ignore them," Lu Xiao's voice was as calm as his expression: "Just pretend you didn't hear anything."
"But..." Sister-in-law can't bear it:
"Xiao Xiao, it's all my fault for my sister-in-law's mouth. I originally wanted to let them know that you and Xiao Jiang have obtained a marriage certificate, so they wouldn't say those nasty things about old girls behind their backs, but I didn't expect..."
"Unexpectedly, they said I didn't get anything, so they just sent me out casually."
