At the lively and crowded Jinling long-distance bus station in the provincial capital, the exhausted Wang Yaocheng walked out of the station with the bustling crowd. His hair was blown upright by the hot wind from the window, like a gray bunk hairstyle.
He looked up and saw that the scorching sun was dazzling, and he shook his head listlessly.
I don't know how many times I have sweated on my body, and I have a strong smell of sweat. My whole body looks gray and disgraceful, and I don't have the vitality of a young man at all.
Fortunately, the cash he had carefully protected along the way was safe and sound. He stood outside the station and looked at the familiar Central Gate overpass with mixed feelings in his heart;
This time when I went out, I really suffered a lot.
After leaving the station and walking south for a short distance, I found a clean hotel in an alley with the words "Workers, Peasants and Soldiers Hotel" written in five big red letters.
I walked in and asked the hotel attendant. The single room has an electric fan and a mosquito net. There is a boiling water room at the end. You can queue up to take a shower after six o'clock in the evening. It costs 20 yuan a day. With this condition, the price is really not cheap. This is the level of future generations.
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It should be noted that 20 yuan now is worth much more than it will be in later generations. Looking back at the accommodation conditions, it is obvious that there is a huge gap.
Most of the hotels and hostels are state-owned and collectively owned. You can't live in them if you like them, they are so aloof.
Wang Yaocheng took out his ID card and registered, booked a single room, and stayed in this "Workers, Peasants, and Soldiers Hotel". He temporarily packed his bags, adjusted his thinking, and laid a solid foundation for his next move.
After completing the check-in procedures, Wang Yaocheng was about to go upstairs. A middle-aged man wearing dark clothes and trousers came in through the door. He looked less than 30 years old. He wore myopia glasses, and his clothes were starched white. His hands were
He was carrying an old canvas travel bag with the word "Shanghai" written in wool on it.
"Comrade, how much does a bed in a hotel cost?"
"A single room is RMB 20, a four-person room is RMB 8, and an eight-person room is RMB 5." The waitress was lying on the counter reading Qiong Yao's novels, fanning herself with one hand, and responded lukewarmly.
"Uh... are there any cheaper ones?" The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and touched his pockets nervously. It seemed that he was short of money.
"There are some cheap ones. Turn right when you go out and stay under the eaves for free for a night." The waitress was sharp-tongued and she seemed to have a lot of experience in making fun of people.
"Why do you, a lesbian, talk like this? It's too much. I'm an intellectual, not a beggar." The middle-aged man's face turned red.
"Why did I say anything?" The waitress stopped and raised her head and reprimanded; "You asked and I answered. If you want to go out cheaply, turn right and I'll find a place for you under the eaves. If the wind doesn't blow, the rain will come."
Do you know that those who don’t slap you in the face have good intentions? Do you know what it means to talk nonsense? You are such an adult, and there is nothing wrong with your brain, right? Do you know that you are a beggar? Did I say that you are a beggar? You are crazy."
"you……"
The middle-aged man's face turned red when the waitress scolded him, and he was so angry that he couldn't say a word. He took out his ID card angrily and said, "I won't talk to you anymore. Give me a five-dollar bill."
The waitress didn't register with her ID card. She rolled her eyes and said, "Is this your ID card?"
"Yes."
"Yes, what's right? It doesn't look like it at all to me. It can't be registered."
"How could it be that my ID card doesn't look like it? If you look at it again, it's obviously my ID card."
"If you insist on saying that, you need to go to the police station to get a certificate to prove that this ID card is yours, and then I can register you here."
"..."
The middle-aged man is choked very much now. I have to prove that I am who I am. How can this be justified?
The waitress was deliberately trying to make things difficult for him, which was really unreasonable.
Wang Yaocheng, who was next to him, suppressed his laughter. It turns out that the original source of the routine of proving that your biological son is your son is here. It was really hilarious to see this scene more than 20 years in advance.
Wang Yaocheng's eyes drifted over the ID card on the table, and his eyes were focused. The name was clearly registered on it; Qi Yafei, male, date of birth; December 1962. Household registration location: No. xx Street, Yht District, NJ City
this……
Wang Yaocheng couldn't help but take a breath of air-conditioning. Is he really that business management master?
He looked at the middle-aged man in surprise. This man was wearing glasses. He seemed to be relatively young. He probably came from the countryside. His skin was tanned and shiny by the hot sun. He seemed to have eaten too much.
Less hard work.
This is the first big man I met after my rebirth. His personal assets exceed 40 billion. He is famous for his ability to know people well, make decisive decisions, and have a broad vision.
You are so down and out, why haven’t I heard you mention it when recalling the history of struggle?
Qi Yafei, who set out to start a business with 20,000 yuan in 1993, is the founder of Sanpower Group and the actual controller of many listed companies such as Hongtu Hi-Tech, Nanjing Xinbai, Wanwei International, Jinpeng Yuankang, and Futong Electric Technology.
In his past and present life, Wang Yaocheng's life had no intersection with this great master. He only met Qi Yafei in a TV interview, and he was much fairer and richer than now.
Every movement of his hands and feet revealed his all-powerful aura.
"Xiaofen, what are you doing? Is there anyone here looking for trouble?"
After the words fell, a slightly fat young man walked out from the corridor, holding a long stove hook in his hand, and glanced at Wang Yaocheng with vigilant eyes.
Qi Yafei, on the other hand, was simply ignored.
It can be seen that this young man must have a good impression of the waitress Xiaofen and took the opportunity to show his presence.
"What do you want me to do? Go ahead and light your big tea stove." Obviously, the waitress Xiaofen didn't appreciate it.
"Xiao Fen, I have good intentions." The young man refused to give up.
"Thank you, no need." Xiaofen refused simply and neatly, waving her hand as if she was swatting away a fly.
Hey, if you were holding a bright silver gun instead of a stove hook, maybe Miss Xiaofen would give you a chance, but now there is no chance.
Thinking of this, Wang Yaocheng couldn't help but burst out laughing. The clear laughter echoed in the hotel hall, making everyone else stunned.
The waitress Xiaofen rolled her eyes and said, "There's nothing wrong with you, why are you so crazy here?"
"Hahahaha, the person I love is an unparalleled hero. One day he will come to save me with a golden hoop in his hand and riding on seven-colored clouds. I guessed right, but I couldn't guess the ending..." Wang Yaocheng finished speaking.
He pointed at the stove hook in the hand of the fat young man, smiling from ear to ear. (Note: "Westward Journey" has not been filmed yet, so it does not affect this plot.)
Who would have thought? He was holding a stove hook. This is so fucking confusing.
Xiaofen is also a long-time fan of Hong Kong and Taiwan TV dramas. She instantly understood the burden behind the words and couldn't help laughing. She laughed so hard that she laughed so hard, "You...you are so shameful, hahahaha..."
At this scene, the fat young man who was lighting the tea stove turned red with shame and disappeared in despair.
Qi Yafei was not in the mood to laugh with them, so she picked up the ID card on the table and turned to leave.
Wang Yaocheng pointed at Qi Yafei with his finger and said with a smile, "It's not easy to go out on such a hot day. Sister Xiaofen is a warm-hearted person at first glance. Sister Xiaofen, look..."
"Hey, that person... bring your ID card and register." Xiaofen felt better and became more talkative.
Originally, she had the upper hand in everything, so there was no need to offend anyone to death over a trivial matter. The one who was really wronged was Qi Yafei, so she could only swallow the bitterness in her stomach.
"Then I'll trouble you, comrade." Qi Yafei quickly handed over his ID card.
Room registration is very simple. Wang Yaocheng got a stainless steel round sign with 202 written on it, which means Room No. 2 on the second floor.
Qi Yafei got the round sign 207~7. This is an eight-person room. It is located in room 7 on the second floor. There is an extra 7 at the back, which means bed number 7.
The two of them went upstairs together, and Qi Yafei took the initiative to say, "Thank you, comrade."
"It's a small matter, you're welcome." Wang Yaocheng said, eager to make friends; "This is my first time coming to Jinling. I see on your ID card that you are a local. If there is anything I don't understand, I still need your help."
"As long as you can help, just say it." Qi Yafei was enthusiastic but without losing any sense of proportion. He looked at Wang Yaocheng carefully and said, "I think you are still a student. You came to Jinling to have fun or visit relatives and friends.
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"Let me introduce myself, Wang Yaocheng. I might come here to study after school starts, so I can do a social survey in advance." Wang Yaocheng took the initiative to extend his hand and shook it.
"University?"
"Yes."
"Which university?"
Wang Yaocheng spread his hands and said, "The one I like may not necessarily want me. The one I don't like might just get in. I can't say now."
"Haha, that's right."
Qi Yafei responded and said he had a good impression of this young man. He was well-measured in his words and actions, and could even be said to be tactful, which was quite rare among young people.
After entering the room
Wang Yaocheng tidied up briefly, took out a change of clothes from the package, closed the door, took a hot water bottle and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
It was only half past four, and it would still be more than an hour until hot water was supplied at six o'clock. He was feeling sticky and uncomfortable, and he didn't want to wait that long.
washroom
Opening the door, Wang Yaocheng couldn't help but be startled. It turned out that Qi Yafei had arrived first. He had taken off his clothes and only his underpants were left, revealing his dark upper body and obvious ribs. He was really thin.
"Xiao Wang, come and take a shower too, together!"
"Okay, I can help you rub your back." Wang Yaocheng is also a cheerful person and answered with a smile.
"Don't tell me, it's true." Seeing Wang Yaocheng's eyes scanning his "Shanghai" brand handbag, Qi Yafei explained helplessly, "There are already six people living in my room.
You have to take your bag with you, I have the investigative report that I worked hard to write in this bag, but the fruit of my hard work must not let anything go wrong."
"Oh! Can I ask what kind of investigation report it is?" Wang Yaocheng poured a basin of water over his head, shook his head violently, and shouted, "It's cool."
"I am currently working on a temporary basis in Huangpo Village on the outskirts of the city, and I am staying at a local farmer's house. During this period, I discovered a serious problem." Qi Yafei poured the soap suds on his body in a leisurely manner, and Wang Yaocheng took it and rubbed it on his back.
Use soap too.
"Thank you! With the deepening of reform and opening up, farmers have flocked to cities to work, and most of the land in rural areas has been abandoned. How to solve China's food problem?
This is a major matter related to the national economy and people's livelihood. For a country with a large population like ours, the food problem of 1.2 billion people cannot be solved by the international market. It must be based on itself.
The farm family I stayed with contracted 120 acres of local land to grow grain in 1990. After deducting costs, labor, fertilizers, farm machinery and other expenses, they made no money in one year and even lost money.
Growing grains at a loss makes it difficult for even large grain-growing households to establish themselves, let alone ordinary farmers who are responsible for household production quotas. Such a vicious cycle leads to an increasing area of abandoned land. This is a very serious problem that deserves the attention of superior leaders.
To this end, I wrote an investigation report, and this time I came to submit it to my superiors, hoping to attract their attention."
Wang Yaocheng was delighted when he heard this and said, "High, too high. This action is a major issue of the national economy and people's livelihood. He knows the smallest things and makes suggestions for the leaders. Brother Qi is an extraordinary person."
"This is just a family comment. I hope it can help solve the problem. The country is so big and there are so many capable people. The central government must have noticed this problem a long time ago. Turn around and I will help you apply soap on your back."
Qi Yafei could still see clearly that there was no sign of swelling, so he wrapped soap in loofah pulp and lathered Wang Yaocheng's back thoughtfully.
"Honestly, Brother Qi, I am here to register a company. Do you have any acquaintances who can recommend someone to help me get the procedures as soon as possible?" Wang Yaocheng was not polite.