PS: Yesterday I read the news about bus hijacking. As the New Year is approaching, all book friends must pay attention to safety, be calm, give in when encountering problems, stay away from disputes, and stay away from buses, large trucks, private cars, and children's cars. I went to IKEA everywhere
You may encounter a lunatic who takes his pants down to his ankles to pee. Therefore, you must keep an eye on all directions and listen to all directions. Peace is a blessing, and you can spend this new year in peace.
On that day, Zhonghai’s transaction volume set a record, which was not broken until it was demolished; on that day, people came excitedly and left disappointed, but few left empty-handed; on that day, Zhao Song sold out all the computers
, selling T-shirts, sold out T-shirts, selling consoles, monitor covers.
After even the computer covers that were usually given randomly were sold out, Zhao Song found Lao Wang next door and started selling spicy strips. That day, the Tesla guys were wearing the same uniforms sold by Rolex and selling spicy strips. The store in China Overseas
The three views of Shang and his clerk were once again lowered by Zhao Song.
That day seemed like a long time ago, just like Ning Caishen, if he didn't appear on the stage of If You Are the One, no one would care whether he wrote "Wulin Gaiden", so Zhao Song's name only appeared in the flash mob
There is nothing else on the homepage of the association's website.
From that day on, except for Xizi and Li Yong, all the friends who appeared in the video seemed to disappear from Zhao Song's life. Every day, Dashuai Shuai had endless commercial blockbusters and endless magazine covers, except for
Even if he doesn't accept endorsements, he will do almost anything that can make money.
Zhao Song knew that Dashuai Shuai had already completed his plans for his future, and no one could persuade him.
Hao Ying and Bai Li were invited back to the school student union to take charge of hosting social gatherings with several other schools and hosting flash mob activities.
Even Zhao Song's crush, classmate Wen Jing, the top student in school, disappeared without a trace. Zhao Song understood very well that young people should cherish and enjoy their glorious moments.
April 15, 2000, Saturday, the weather was overcast. It was 12 noon in the seventh cafeteria of Beijing University.
This is an ordinary weekend. There are not many students in the cafeteria, but not many. Everyone queues up to order in an orderly manner, looks for seats, and then eats separately. Some chat while eating, and some eat while reading.
Some of them were eating and pooping at the same time. Well, that was the school lecturer taking the baby who was just one month old to have a meal here.
Then, a fresh voice sounded:
"What a beautiful jasmine flower
What a beautiful jasmine flower
Fragrant and beautiful branches
It’s fragrant and white people praise it.”
The national flag was raised and foreign officials laughed at our country for not having a national anthem. At this time, an old man walked up to the podium and sang a hometown tune affectionately...
Accompanied by the world-renowned Yangzhou folk song "Jasmine", the flash mob action was launched at Beijing University.
At the request of people from all walks of life, the flash mob operation has been going on for a week, and there are endless invitations every day.
"Ah~flash!" The cafeteria was in a commotion...
Wen Jing ignored the excited crowd and carefully dealt with the braised fish in front of her.
Qingtian came to sit opposite her with a dinner plate.
"You're not going to play today?"
Qingtian shook his head and said: "There are many new members, so we must give them a chance to perform."
Wen Jing nodded and stopped talking.
"Are you bored? I heard that you gave all the club duties to elementary school girls?"
"When the prosperity is gone, it always goes with the wind. I always feel that I understand everything. I didn't expect that Zhao Song could not understand it and let it go." Wen Jing transformed into Lin Daiyu in an instant.
Qingtian looked at her dumbfounded, burst into laughter, and then, as if out of breath, he patted his chest with only two grapes: "Yesterday Zhao Song called me and scolded me, saying that we were in the limelight and forgot about it.
He is a well-digger, so let’s forget about it without him, and yet he dares not to wear a Tesla T-shirt!”
Qing Tian took a breath and continued: "Female literary youth, it is a reality that all prosperity is gone. You are not from the same world. A sentimental poet from the Peking University Poetry Society, or a grown man who will pamper you is suitable for you. That's why
Zhao Song sees it clearly!"
Wen Jing's heart was filled with ups and downs. She stood up suddenly and walked out. She was so angry that she leaked...
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Xiagou Village.
"MLGBZ is a bunch of ungrateful bastards who don't even take me to the limelight!" Zhao Song cursed while installing the last outdoor waterproof light.
"Xizi, pull the switch!"
With a click, the lights turned on. Zhao Song nodded with satisfaction. At this point, all the main roads in Xiagou Village were connected to street lights by him.
"It's better to have a happy child who knows how to stay with me."
"Old Zhao..., I also want to go out, but no one is looking for me..."
"That's right. As the initiator, no one is looking for me. We are all together in trouble."
"Old Zhao, stop fooling people, you only have to deal with me because you don't have a woman to accompany you!" Xizi looked at him with disdain.
He was talking nonsense. Zhao Song was too lazy to pay attention to him. He turned to the old man squatting aside and said to the wolf dog next to him: "Brother Lian, let's make a deal. You will sleep in the security post every night. Every month
500.”
"Woof~"
Zhao Song shook hands with the big wolf dog next to the old man, indicating that the negotiation was successful.
"Zhao'er, how about you give me more?" The old man rubbed his hands in embarrassment.
"Uncle Lu, if you sleep in the guard box every night, three hundred a month is a little, isn't it?"
"But as a master, I don't earn as much as a dog. I'm sorry."
"Brother Lian, Uncle Lu is discriminating against you!" The big wolf dog's name is Lian Shun, a real military dog. I don't know where Uncle Lu found it.
"Woof~"
"Uncle Lu?"
"Okay, Zhao Er, Uncle Lu is here to give you some face. We are not as knowledgeable as this old dog."
Uncle Lu is a laid-off employee of a state-owned enterprise. He is currently at home and walking around Xiagou Village with his dog every day.
Xiagou Village rented the village committee to him for free. Zhao Song would not have expressed it. Before the demolition, this place was like his roots in Kyoto. The villagers here recognized him, and he could almost call everyone by name.
Installing street lights was just one of them. Boss Song, a second-hand furniture dealer, helped Zhao Song find a small security booth and placed it at the entrance of Xiagou Village. Zhao Song hired Uncle Lu and his dog with a monthly salary of 800.
In the small square at the entrance of the neighborhood committee, a huge bulletin board was erected, and the rental housing information of Xiagou Village residents was displayed on it. Two eye-catching slogans read "Jingji Institute, School of Information students hold a monthly discount of 20 yuan with a student ID card."
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Xiagou Village is full of local residents, the public security is very good, and the rent is much cheaper than those around the school. Zhao Song, out of his own small thoughts, will try his best to encourage students to rent houses here, so that all three parties can benefit, so why not do it.
Think about the past life, these future multi-millionaires rented out all the houses to special social practitioners. The bad atmosphere brought by this has brought bad luck to many people in Xiagou Village. The villagers who made a fortune after the demolition did not go bankrupt.
few.
Zhao Song specially installed several high-power incandescent lamps in several working alleys that were popular with street women. He wanted those hungry men with sperm in their brains to see clearly and not to be taken away by the aunts.
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"Xizi, this is doing things quietly without asking for anything in return. Are you moved by my great feelings?"
Xizi didn't even bother to talk to him: "If the club doesn't expand enrollment or raise prices, I'd be quite touched."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Xizi, sometimes it's not good to be too straightforward."
"It's good to be honest with you."
Zhao Song chuckled. The leisure club had opened up another large room, leaving only two load-bearing columns. After being pasted with solid wood wainscoting, it would not look ugly, but would add a retro atmosphere. The size had been doubled, and he planned to
The number of members has also doubled, and an invitation system is adopted, with previous members inviting new members.
The membership fee will also be increased to 68 yuan a month. Nowadays, the people who come to the leisure club are small bourgeoisie students whose families have little assets. They can only pay 30 yuan a month, and they don't care about more than 38 yuan. As for the gossip in the school, Zhao Song is deaf.
, cannot be heard.
The two of them talked and laughed all the way to the leisure club, and unexpectedly bumped into the policeman walking out.
"Police officer Qi? Is there something wrong?" Zhao Song asked in surprise. Mr. Qi was from Xiagou Village and the deputy director of the Xiaohe Street Police Station. Zhao Song had met him several times in the village.
"Nothing, just a routine inspection of Xiaoyu."
"What's wrong with Xiaoyu?" Zhao Song knew that there was something wrong with Xiaoyu, but he didn't expect to get involved with the police.
Qi Suo asked in surprise: "You don't know?"
"Is there anything I should know?"
Qi Suo thought for a while and said: "Wen Lihua didn't tell you that she might have some considerations, but as Xiaoyu's observer, and you are Xiaoyu's employee, I think it is necessary to make it clear to you..."
"Due to her parents, Xiaoyu had some mental problems, and coupled with some other bad things, she developed bad hobbies." Director Qi tried his best to express it in a tactful tone.
"What's your hobby?" Zhao Song had an indescribable premonition.
"I love to stab people with military thorns."
"Plop..." Zhao Song sat on the ground with his legs weak.