On June 28, 1999, in Shanghai, thunderstorms turned cloudy.
Peng Bo got up early, silently reviewing the gains and losses of the past month in his mind, as well as what he was going to talk about today.
The doorbell rang, and when the door was opened, Shi Jiao walked in. She looked around the suite to avoid seeing something she shouldn't have seen.
"Donald, our lectures have changed."
"Okay," Peng Bo felt relieved, "Then I can leave today."
"No, it was moved from the Lisao Hall to the 1/3 Hall of the Shen Banquet Hall," Shi Jiao said with a smile, "The Lisao Hall is too small."
Understand, Peng Bo understands, plans change faster than plans, there are too many people coming today.
"Then I'll get ready." Shi Jiao's two slender legs were wrapped in black silk and he left quietly on the soft carpet.
At half past eight, Peng Bo walked out of the room and came to the Shen Banquet Hall. Shi Jiao hurriedly greeted him, "Donald, the plan has changed temporarily."
"Let's go sit in the dormitory for a while first." Yan Ning went to call the others, and Lu Yusen invited him warmly.
The dormitory during the university vacation had four beds and three tables for one person to live in, but it was very messy inside.
"You two met in the student union?" Lu Yusen let Peng Bo into the dormitory and poured him a glass of water. Peng Bo looked at Lu Yusen, but Lu Yusen avoided his eyes. He pushed up his glasses, "You
Which company in Shanghai are you working for now?"
"Well, we were all in the student union at the time." Peng Bo understood that he was worried and was inquiring about his relationship with Yan Ning, but he didn't want to talk about it. "Where is the bathroom?" Following the direction pointed by Lu Yusen, he asked
Went into the bathroom with a basin.
The white tiles and iron faucets were all standard features of this era. When the cool water was poured on his face, he could feel the heat and humidity coming from Shanghai.
When he returned to the dormitory, Lu Yusen disappeared. He opened the window and saw the green leaves outside within his reach. The rain had stopped, and the campus was green and fresh everywhere.
Well, he has two assistants for the time being. As for the office space, he decided to temporarily put it in this dormitory. As for the tools, he looked at a computer on the table. It took up a large part of the space on the table. Yes, in the university.
There is no shortage of computers, and there is also a library. In this case, office space, manpower, computers and materials will all be available.
"Yan Ning is waiting below." Lu Yusen appeared in front of him again. He was not weak-looking. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised stubbornly. Behind his black-rimmed glasses were serious eyes. He looked like a very handsome man.
A persistent person, Peng Bo thought about his character secretly, "I contacted six people, and Yan Ning also called three people, all of whom are downstairs."
Including myself, there are twelve people in total? Well, the more people, the better, and time can be saved.
"Where are you from? Southern Henan?" Peng Bo asked pretending to be casual, as the accent sounded very similar.
"Yes, they are all from the north. I heard from Yan Ning that you are from Qinwan. Qinwan is really nice. I have been there once." Lu Yusen looked at Peng Bo carefully, as if he had something to say.
I asked, but I wanted to hold back from asking, but in the end I couldn't hold it back, "Are you a reporter?"
Peng Bo looked at him, and Lu Yusen was also staring at him seriously, "Well, the newspaper under the National News Agency." He said it very vaguely, but the word "National News Agency" is familiar to every Chinese, and it is better than the name of CCTV.
The head should be louder.
Sure enough, Lu Yusen shrank his neck.
Coming out of the building, Yan Ning was waiting under a tree. She had changed her outfit and was wearing a small pink plaid dress, but her hair was randomly wrapped around the back of her head with a sky blue hairband.
Lu Yusen's pace slowed down, as if he was admiring it but didn't want to disturb Yan Ning.
Peng Bo secretly laughed. At this moment, Yan Ning turned around, looked at the two of them and smiled, "I was talking about you and your project just now. Let's see what we can do to help."
Peng Bo understood that Yan Ning did not alienate him because he had left school, she really wanted to help him.
Lu Yusen walked to Yan Ning's side and didn't say anything. He just looked Peng Bo up and down. The enthusiasm when they first met had disappeared.
He looked at everyone, and everyone was also looking at him. The girl with a Shanghainese accent in the crowd laughed and said, "What kind of project is it? Is it so mysterious?"
"Which company is he from?" A boy asked Yan Ning with a smile.
Yan Ning looked at Peng Bo. Although he had a smile on his face, he was calm and calm. "Well, he is a reporter from the National News Agency." Yan Ning said with a smile.
"The National Society?" someone immediately exclaimed, "The National Society asked us to do a project?"
The weight of these two words was so great that the faces of these students immediately became dignified.
"It's not the National Society, it's me, my own project." Peng Bo explained. He knew that these dozen or so people were the proud ones in this city. The following is his performance moment. This newly formed grass-stage team,
If you cannot conquer them, this team will not exist for long.
"It seems that everyone wants to know more about me and this project first. Let me talk about my project first. My project is related to wealth and rich people. I wonder how you understand wealth?
What do you think of rich people? Tell me." He nodded directly and turned his attention to the man with glasses.
The thick sycamore trees look like umbrellas and canopies. From a distance, it looks like a group of young students discussing their studies.
"Wealth?" Lu Yusen smiled, "I've only read Adam Smith's "The Wealth of Nations". I don't read many financial books, but for me, a broken guitar is my wealth. I'm a rich man.
Sorry, I have never been in contact with him." He laughed self-deprecatingly, but he looked very proud. Most people may have never heard of the name Adam Smith. When he looked at Yan Ning, he found that Yan Ning was staring at her without blinking.
By Peng Bo.
"Adam Smith is the founder of Western classical economics. The Wealth of Nations laid the theoretical foundation for capitalist free economics. Its publication marked the establishment of the theoretical system of classical political economics, and it can be called the masterpiece of Western economics."
Bible"."
Yan Ning's eyes lit up, and Lu Yusen adjusted his glasses in surprise. This senior brother's vision seemed to be beyond his understanding.
"Adam Smith's views are not close to our national conditions. Regarding wealth, let me tell you my views. For thousands of years, the Chinese and Chinese culture have been avoiding it in various ways, so for thousands of years, China
We have been wandering in the cycle of creating wealth and destroying wealth. In the genes of the Chinese people, there seems to be a missing link in this key chain of happiness. We cannot face up to wealth, nor can we face up to the creation and sharing of wealth. We are always in the midst of violence.
Destroy everything and start over from the ruins."
These few words were like exploding raindrops hitting a group of students on the head. Many people thought they needed time to digest these words from the national news agency reporter.
"But 20 years ago, the chief designer's words changed the Chinese people's view of wealth. He said that some people can get rich first."
Peng Bo looked at the girls who were listening attentively. He noticed that the girl standing at the front was the girl with a Shanghainese accent. "Thanks to this concept of wealth, in the past 20 years, countless wealthy people have emerged from the poor in China."
Money people, the biggest change in Chinese society is the emergence of an entrepreneurial class out of thin air, from which all other changes came. But
At the same time, the biggest divisions and cracks in Chinese society in the past 20 years also come from an important issue that all Chinese people need to think about in 2000." Peng Bo changed the topic, "I think that a nation that lacks commercial memory,
It is destined to be impossible to start with a new social class, but I think this is an interesting observer."
"Observer?" Yan Ning murmured to himself as if he was asking Peng Bo.