Chapter 45 Biography of Wenzhou Real Estate Speculators
The woman on the bicycle jumped off. She was not wearing an airline uniform, but a very simple burgundy down jacket. She looked older than on the plane.
"Who are you?" The other person was obviously thinking about whether he knew him.
"Are you Zhang Yunlan?" Peng Bo smiled and made another gesture, "I want to drink apple-flavored peach juice."
Zhang Yunlan looked at him and suddenly smiled, "I can't recognize him, but I remember." She looked at the eyes of the neighbors again, "Are you, are you that Mr. Peng?"
This time, Peng Bo was surprised. What about Mr. Peng? Is she also Wu Qianyu's family? Looking at the vegetables and meat on the bicycle, he understood that they were going to purchase.
"Who are you from Qianyu?"
"I am her sister-in-law."
sister in law?
"Sister." As the two were talking, Wu Qianyu came out and she saw the two of them talking, "Do you know each other?"
"Oh, we met on the plane." Peng Bo looked at Zhang Yunlan, "See you later, let's go."
"Aren't you going to have lunch here?" Zhang Yunlan pointed at his sister-in-law.
"If you don't want to eat here, tell my mother that you don't need to be busy." Wu Qianyu hurriedly took a few steps, "I advanced three months' salary in advance to pay the down payment for my sister-in-law's house. Our family pays
My sister-in-law is buying a house." She added.
"Your sister-in-law? What about your brother?"
"He's gone." Wu Qianyu's voice immediately became lower and her steps slowed down. She dodged an oncoming bicycle and her complexion returned to its original color.
"I'm sorry," Peng Bo said hurriedly, "I don't know."
"It's okay, it's been six years, but my sister is still my sister." Wu Qianyu looked at Peng Bo and saw that he was listening attentively, with care and compassion in his eyes, so she sniffed and continued, "My mother
Mom, I used to work in a textile factory, and I was laid off this year..."
Oh, this is a familiar word, but without personal experience, I don’t understand the heavy meaning of these two words.
Just like Wu Jiamu's mother, many people in their 50s and 40s have spent half of their lives with little hope. They spent their best years in state-owned units and collective units, whether it was a hot era or an increasingly embarrassing day.
, step by step, one piece of paper "buys out the length of service", and your life is cleared.
Of course, the tragedy involved is far beyond what can be sung in "Start Over". Many families have been unable to recover since then!
It seems that the helplessness of individuals trapped by the times can only be greatly recognized by watching "Water Margin". People of that era could not only empathize with the heroes of Liangshan, but even feel the same way!
But in such a situation, Peng Bo didn't see any signs on Wu Qianyu's face, nor did he see any sadness or dissatisfaction, neither now nor before. "My sister-in-law is also a textile worker. Later, China Eastern Airlines recruited a flight attendant, and she
I signed up, and by the way, our family didn’t live here before.”
"Where to stay?"
"Beside the Wusong River, across the river is Tanziwan, there is a brewery next to the alley, and not far to the west is the high-rise building of Shenxin No. 9 Factory. Every wire window fence is covered with pieces of paper and covered with cotton wool, which looks like countless things in the wind.
Flying white pigeons. From time to time, you can smell the smell of Suzhou River, the smell of cotton yarn, and the faint bitterness of hops..."
Peng Bo did not speak. He now lives in Guangchang Apartment. He knows better than anyone what kind of living environment there is by the Wusong River. In Wu Qianyu's mouth, such a life was spoken in such a plain tone, which made
He felt a certain respect for this girl in his heart.
"Come on, let's go meet someone alone."
"Who?" Wu Qianyu asked.
"An uninvited guest." Peng Bo smiled, "An uninvited guest from five hundred miles away. By the way, I want to make another list before the Spring Festival..."
"I participated." Wu Qianyu interrupted Peng Bo without saying anything.
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If you let me choose the best place, I will build you the tallest building.
On August 28 this year, the Shanghai Jinmao Tower was completed. This 420-meter super high-rise building witnessed the economic development of Pudong, Shanghai, and pioneered super high-rise buildings in the Lujiazui area of Shanghai and Shanghai. It once became the tallest building in China.
However, only the main body has been completed this year, and it will not be officially completed and put into operation until tomorrow. At this time, there are only a few low buildings around the Jin Mao Tower, which looks lonely and desolate.
The taxi stopped slowly, and Peng Bo and Wu Qianyu got out of the car.
"Why do we need to meet here?" Wu Qianyu looked around, "Why does it feel like a meeting in a Hong Kong movie?"
"He chose the place and said he wanted to meet me."
"I feel the same, do you want us to go in?" He pointed to the building in front. Meeting inside the unfinished building is the real meeting point. Peng Bo took out his mobile phone, which was shouting "Ode to Joy" cheerfully.
"Are you Mr. Peng?" The other person's accent was full of the flavor of that area, "I'm right here, have you arrived?"
"I'm here, where are you? Oh, I saw you." Peng Bo saw a black Mercedes-Benz parked not far away, its paint shining in the warm winter sunshine.
"Hello, please introduce yourself, Ding Dong."
"Peng Bo."
Both of them were looking at each other, and Wu Qianyu was also looking at Ding Dong. She turned her head quietly. It seemed that this person should change his name again, remove the Ding and add a melon at the end. This person has a long
He looks so much like Wang Ying, the short-legged tiger in Water Margin, that he doesn't even need to put on makeup and can just shoot a TV series.