Hello, 1983

After walking out of Xinhuamen, Lin Zizhou was still in a trance. Everything just now seemed like a dream, which made him, a big reporter, feel unreal.

Liu Qingshan looked up at the blue sky, the noon sun made him warm.

After the two went out for a while, Lin Zizhou suddenly grabbed Liu Qingshan's arm:

Qingshan, we have been praised by the elderly!

In this age where belief has not yet been lost, this level of praise, the sense of happiness it brings, will definitely break through the sky.

Liu Qingshan also had a smile on his face, and he felt the same, but what made him even more happy was that if he and Lin Zizhou's efforts could reduce the impact and loss of this price surge, even if it was just A little, that's enough to make him happy.

Some of the remedies written by the two of them last night have been submitted. This is the limit of what they can do with their current status and position.

Liu Qingshan's heart is also more calm, and he even has the intention to joke about Lin Zizhou:

Uncle, when will you drink the wedding wine of your promotion?

You kid, it's not just following your kid.

Lin Zizhou suddenly realized that in the past few years, he has been making progress step by step, and he is really inseparable from Liu Qingshan and Jiapigou.

He raised his hand and patted Liu Qingshan's shoulder: Actually, it's you who should be congratulated. It is estimated that when things calm down a little, at the end of the year at the latest, you should also change places.

Even Lin Zizhou is envious, the key is that Liu Qingshan is too young, so young, with such a dazzling resume, I really don't know where his upper limit will be in the future.

Liu Qingshan smiled and said nothing: I am afraid that by that time, he will have already resigned?

Hearing a few car horns coming from the roadside, Liu Qingshan followed the sound, but Cao Xiaofei was driving slowly.

The two got into the car, and seeing that it was noon, Lin Zizhou, who was so excited, had to drag Liu Qingshan to the restaurant.

Only then did Liu Qingshan feel hungry, so he laughed and joked: Uncle, then this meal must be invited by you.

Just passing by Hongbinlou Restaurant, Cao Xiaofei parked the car, the three of them went in, and found a small table in the hall to sit down.

As soon as he sat down, a phone rang in Cao Xiaofei's bag.

He took out his big brother and handed it to Liu Qingshan.

Wang Zhan called and asked Liu Qingshan's location, and he said he would come right away.

After Liu Qingshan finished the phone call, Lin Zizhou asked him to order food. Today, Lin Zizhou really wanted to treat guests.

This is the first time for Liu Qingshan to come here. Although he knows that this is one of the eight buildings, he doesn't know what special dishes are there.

And Lin Zizhou is obviously not here for the first time: Qingshan, the braised oxtail here must be tried.

Lin Zizhou ordered a few more cold dishes and asked for a pound of pot stickers. The three of them ate and chatted while waiting, which was quite pleasant.

The three were eating and eating when they heard a commotion behind them, as if a dispute had occurred.

Then a harsh voice suddenly sounded: How do you do business here, the restaurant doesn't sell liquor, what a joke!

The voice was a bit familiar, Liu Qingshan frowned.

He glanced back and saw more than a dozen young people surrounding a large table, and one person was standing, pointing at the waiter. It was Li Zeming.

Look again, Li Dashao is indeed here, as for the remaining young people, I don't know each other.

But looking at their clothes, they should be locals in the capital.

One of the twenty-seven or eight-year-olds waved to Li Zeming:

Brother Li, forgive me, this is a halal restaurant that doesn't sell alcohol. You have to abide by other people's rules when you come here.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but look at the man: he was wearing a white shirt and a very standard Chinese character face, but he was very handsome.

Li Zeming could only sit down angrily, and Young Master Li frowned slightly. He heard it, and the other party seemed to have something to say.

In the past few months, Li Dashao has been depressed to death, and the piece of land that he liked can't be taken down.

If you want to change it to another place, it is a little reluctant, after all, more than 10 million has been thrown into it.

Just when he felt a bit of a dilemma, a friend happened to pass on a word, saying that the well-known eldest son of Song Leisong in the circle of disciples of the Grand Courtyard invited him.

Li Dashao also moved his mind, ready to use the power of this group of people sitting on the ground to solve the trouble in front of him.

After everyone sat down, Chu Zhengnan, who was gathering today, introduced each other again: Mr. Li, this is Brother Lei.

Chu Zhengnan and Li Dashao knew each other relatively early, and today they are the middlemen between the two sides.

Li Dashao naturally shook hands with everyone in a graceful manner. In his eyes, these people were simply a bunch of scumbags.

But who called people a local snake, he could only greet him with a smile on his face.

Song Lei is used to talking about things before dinner. After the two sides exchanged greetings, he directly stated his intention:

Mr. Li has a wide network of contacts on Hong Kong Island. Do you have any familiar jewelry companies that you can introduce to us?

When he talks about business, he has always been straight-forward, which makes Li Dashao a little uncomfortable: Aren't we here to start a relationship, eat and drink, and talk after getting to know each other?

But it's okay, the other party has something to ask him, just as Li Dashao also has something to ask for, the two sides have a basis for cooperation.

At this time, Chu Zhengnan interjected: Mr. Li, Brother Lei owns a Leiting company, and we are all small shareholders of Leiting.

Lei Ting Company is going to expand its business and operate jewelry. As we all know, the jewelry market on Hong Kong Island is relatively prosperous. I hope Li Dashao can help me to find a bridge.

Li Dashao immediately smiled: They are all friends, of course there is no problem.

The partition wall has ears, not to mention that this is in the hall of the restaurant, their conversation was naturally heard by the neighboring Liu Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan is also preparing to start a jewelry business. Hearing that the other party is also interested, of course he should pay attention.

He can also understand the other party's intentions. With the expansion of the panic buying, the commodities people are snapping up are not only food and daily necessities, but also gold and silver jewelry.

People generally believe that precious metals can preserve their value.

It's just that there are too few shops selling gold and silver jewelry now, and most people can't grab the slot at all.

Liu Qingshan just witnessed such a scene two days ago: the guy was so crowded, the iron fence above the counter was almost crushed.

Gold and silver jewelry was sold at this time, not like there were franchise stores or special counters in big shopping malls later.

It was like a bank, with iron fences standing on the counters to isolate customers.

Such a hot sales scene is a pure seller's market, and it must be the Thunder Company that saw the huge profits.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but glance at Song Leigao, at least his business vision was very good.

It's just that buying goods from jewelry stores on Hong Kong Island is not a long-term solution after all.

Maybe the other party just wants to take advantage of this rush to buy and make some quick money.

While thinking about it, Liu Qingshan saw Wang Zhan leading the two girls into the store and waved to them.

The two girls were Xiaoli and Xiaoxu, but Liu Qingshan noticed that there was a hint of worry on the face of Miss Xiaoxu, so that when she looked at it, it gave people a pitiful feeling.

Liu Qingshan blinked: Why did this girl become Sister Lin again?

Qingshan. Wang Zhan beckoned and strode over.

Facing Liu Qingshan, he happened to see the table inside, stunned for a moment, and then said hello: Brother Lei, you are here too.

Xiao Zhan. Song Lei just waved his hand: Xiao Zhan, if you have friends, you can do whatever you want. Let's eat our own.

Brother Lei, sit down.

Wang Zhan knew that Song Lei had such a temper, so he didn't care, he called Lin Zizhou uncle, and then he greeted the two girls to sit down.

Lin Zizhou called the waiter and brought up all the dishes he just ordered.

It's just that the two girls didn't seem to have any appetite. Xiao Xu put down his chopsticks after eating two pot stickers. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

Liu Qingshan originally wanted to find a chance to ask questions after dinner, but now, seeing the situation, he glanced at Miss Xiaoli.

Xiaoli said softly: Qingshan, it's not your brother Hai who has provoked him. He went to the frontier and wrote two letters at the beginning. In the past month or so, there has been no news.

Of course, Liu Qingshan knew about Senior Brother Hai going to the frontier, and he even gave Senior Brother a drink to see him off.

So he comforted: There is a vast area and few people, and there are no post offices in many small places. It must be inconvenient to send letters, so don't worry.

Xiaoxu raised his foggy eyes: Big Brother Hai and I have made an appointment to write a letter every week, unless it's...

Liu Qingshan's heart trembled suddenly. He knew Senior Brother Hai and the girl Xiaoxu in front of him, although there were huge flaws in their personalities.

But they have one thing in common: they are very affectionate people, and since the two sides have made an agreement, they will never break it easily.

In Liu Qingshan's heart, he suddenly had a bad premonition: Senior Brother Hai won't really encounter any danger, right?

He knew that these two years were a very critical period for Senior Brother Hai, because in the original time period, Senior Brother Hai would choose to commit suicide next year.

Although with Liu Qingshan's efforts, Senior Brother Hai seems to have stepped out of the shadow of suicide, but if there is any accident during the journey, it will be too tragic.

Thinking of this possibility, Liu Qingshan couldn't sit still: Xiao Xu, tell me in detail first.

I've been dreaming about Big Brother Hai in my dreams these days, walking alone on the Gobi Desert, as if it would never end.

The girl's eyes were a little ecstatic, as if it became extremely empty.

Xiao Li next to her was frightened: Oh, Xiao Xu, it's not your imagination during the day.

Miss Xiaoxu shook her head: No, I can feel it, my hunch is very accurate... I, I'm going to find him, yes, find him!

Two lines of clear tears flowed from her eyes, and several people felt heartbroken.

Sister Lin's tears broke many hearts.

Xiaoli hurriedly caressed her good sister's shoulders and softly persuaded: How can you get there from such a far place, darling, don't worry about the sky, okay? Maybe, Senior Brother Hai will stand in front of you tomorrow.

But at this time, a very abrupt voice came:

This is Miss Chen. I've seen TV series, and your role as Sister Lin is really distressing, just like now.

Miss Chen, if you have any grievances, tell me that I, Chu Zhengnan, are a man in these four and nine cities. I will definitely help you solve it!

Chu Zhengnan patted his chest loudly. This guy really looks like a man, his face is pitted and full of small beans.

Mr. Chu, it's okay, thank you for your concern, we can solve it ourselves. Xiaoli explained a few words.

This kind of scene has been seen a lot since they became famous.

She knew all too well that if she told this guy to talk again, Xiaoxu would definitely be scolded again.

That Chu Zhengnan was very ignorant, so he walked over a few steps, stretched out his hand to grab Xiao Xu's arm, and continued to say:

Miss Chen, I really want to help.

With a snap, the back of Chu Zhengnan's hand was slammed, and he immediately retracted his hand and trembled as if struck by lightning.

Go away. Liu Qingshan's voice was not high, but there was a hint of anger.

When he heard about Senior Brother Hai's situation just now, he was unhappy in his heart. As a result, a guy who didn't know what to call came, Liu Qingshan didn't break the other's salty pig's hand, and he was merciful.

Wang Zhan also stood up abruptly: Chu Laoba, you want to fight, right? I will accompany you to the end.

He and this Chu Zhengnan are not the same people at all, and they usually don't meet each other's eyes.

Even if Liu Qingshan didn't shoot just now, he would definitely punch the opponent's annoying face.

Chu Zhengnan hated people calling him by his nickname the most, because he had four older sisters and he never gave birth to a son.

When he gave birth to his fourth sister, the family didn't know who to hear it, so they named his fourth sister Xiaoqi, and when he came to him, it was naturally Xiaoba.

It's just that the ranking of eight is usually associated with some kind of association in the north.

Chu Zhengnan took two steps back with his right hand, and looked down at the back of his hand, which was rapidly red and swollen.

He is the only son in the family. He has been spoiled since he was a child. He has never suffered such a loss. He shouted viciously:

Brothers, come on, I'm going to kill Ya Ting today!

Although Chu Zhengnan screamed fiercely, his companions all looked at Song Lei.

Old Chu, come back first. Of course Song Lei would not be as impulsive as Chu Zhengnan. Fighting is okay, but not here.

Although full of unwillingness, Chu Zhengnan also knew that he was worthless, and he couldn't even beat Wang Zhan.

He could only walk back to his side angrily, and pointed at Wang Zhan: Don't go if you have one!

Wang Zhan snorted coldly: Chu Xiaoba, apart from relying on family connections and making some comments, what skills do you have? With a person like you, grandson is afraid of you!

Hearing this, those people's faces were a little unsightly, because all of them were playing with this.

Over the past few years, they have also saved some money. With the cancellation of the dual-track price system, they also want to switch careers to engage in business.

As a result, Wang Zhan scolded them all in one sentence.

This time, even Song Lei's face sank: Xiao Zhan, this matter has nothing to do with you, there is a grievance and a debt to the owner, and the one who hit Lao Chu just now, we will find him to settle the account.

Wang Zhan said, Brother Lei, brother can't promise you about this.