Reborn in the 70s / Reborn in 1978

Police Officer Chen just laughed, took out a cigarette and lit it, and said, "I'm not the director, so what strength can I have?"

Zhang Xingming looked up at him and said, "Uncle Chen, how old are you this year?"

Officer Chen said, "What's wrong? I'm 36."

Zhang Xingming said: "Why don't you go to the Zhao family to be the director tomorrow, are you capable?"

Officer Chen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Then there's nothing you can't do, it's better than this policeman. You said you can do it?"

Zhang Xingming pondered for a while and said, "Give me a copy of your file, and I'll send it to Secretary Cong. I haven't asked him anything yet."

"Really?" Police officer Chen dropped the cigarette from his mouth. This accident was too big, so big that he was only shocked but not happy.

Zhang Xingming looked at him and said, "That can still be fake, is this trivial matter worthy of my coaxing you?"

Officer Chen laughed along with him and said, "That's that, that guy of yours is doing big things, and this is definitely not a big deal to you, so uncle will take it seriously, when will you want it?"

Zhang Xingming thought about it for a while, and it wasn't worthwhile to go out of his way to find it. He would have to wait until the house was handed over in Yongfeng Community. He had to be there, and Secretary Cong would definitely have to go there in person, just by the way.

Just say: "At the end of September, there will be a handover ceremony at Yongfeng in October. Both Secretary Cong and I will be there. I will mention it to him then."

Police officer Chen was stunned for a moment, turned his head quickly a few times, and said with a little surprise: "You got that piece of Yongfeng? Oh, you can get money for that piece, right? What are you handing over? Can I ask?" ?”

Zhang Xingming nodded and said, "There's nothing to keep secret. A residential area was built for the municipal party committee, and the house will be handed over in October. The city said that there will be a handover ceremony. I must go then. That's fine, then I will I'm going back. Don't forget at the end of the month, I won't remind you."

Police officer Chen said: "Okay, I can forget about it. Don't talk too much about it, it's all in my heart." Zhang Xingming nodded and walked home.

By the way, all the police officers he knew in his last life are still in school at the moment, and he doesn't usually get along with the police. It's really only Officer Chen who can be counted as an acquaintance, so it's easier for him.

Walking to the top of Building No. [-], the Chevrolet was parked here. It hadn’t been driven for several days, and it was covered with a layer of dust. Zhang Xingming looked at the car and thought about it. Forget it, let’s wash it someday, and wash it now. The car is also troublesome. I have to go to the small car class to flush it with the water pipe myself.

When I got home, grandma and grandpa were watching TV in the big house.

He went into the hut and pulled out the combination box under his bed, found the pistol and gun ID from under the money, checked that the magazine was full, hung the holster on his belt, inserted the gun in, stood up and turned around. I looked around and saw that the clothes could block it, put the gun certificate in my pocket, and put the combination box back under the bed, so I felt relieved.

It's not that he's timid, but that Northeast fights are extremely fierce at this time, and those who use knives and sticks are really stabbing.

He remembered that a classmate in his last life was beaten by someone, so he put an iron ball in his schoolbag, and when he met at school the next day, he picked up his schoolbag and smashed it on the opponent's head. After going far away, the other party almost died in the hospital.

In this day and age, fighting in the Northeast is not good and calling the police will make others look down on you, and you will lose face.

At this time, revenge is important, and money is not required. After being injured for a few days, I will try to beat the other party for revenge.If you can't hit with your fist, use a stick, if the stick doesn't work, use a knife, and if a small knife can't stab you, you can chop it with a big knife. Needless to say, people are hurt every day in society, and every now and then in school, one has to be chopped down.

It wasn't until the middle and late 90s that fights started to cost money, and gradually the fights became less ruthless, but they were still fought every day, and quite a few people used knives and guns for their sake.

Moreover, there are very few single-handed fights in this period, and they are all fighting in groups. In memory, my brother and the others often fight with seven or eight dozen or so opponents. The one with a stick knife, what if he didn't run away.

The purpose of getting Police Officer Chen to be the head of the school is to arrange two policemen to stay at the school and call the police if something happens, and at the same time to find a backer for so many students who are being bullied.

There are quite a few students who are bullied and robbed of money in school these days.

After tidying up, there is nothing to do, and it is meaningless to go out to play. If it weren't for his obsession with the memory of his previous life, he wouldn't even miss this junior high school very much.In the previous life, I was weak and sickly, and I was always beaten when I first started school. As a result, my brother didn't finish junior high school.

There are also those classmates who haven't seen each other for decades in their previous life, and they always miss them.There are also the fate of a few classmates, I have to change it.

After thinking about it, I went to the big house, turned down the volume of the TV set, talked to my grandparents, picked up the phone, and called 113 to ask for the Provincial Party Committee.

The phone came back very quickly, and the phone rang within a few minutes. I picked it up and listened: "Hello, is this Mr. Zhang's house?" There was a woman on the opposite side.The phone number of Zhang Xingming's home is recorded by the Provincial Party Committee, and it can be regarded as the first sequence of important numbers.

"Well, I'm Zhang Xingming, I'm looking for Director Chen, Director Chen Jiacheng."

"Please wait."

Six or seven minutes later, "Hello? Erming?" Secretary Chen's voice sounded.

"It's me, is it convenient to talk?" Zhang Xingming asked.

Secretary Chen said a few words over there, and waited for a minute, "Okay, tell me, what's so mysterious? I'm in a meeting right now."

"Then let me make a long story short. You and Secretary Shen will report two things. One is that the government has prepared 3000 million U.S. dollars, yes, 3000 million U.S. dollars. Just put it there and wait for my letter. Let’s talk about other things when we meet. Yes.

In addition, I want five hundred acres of land in the industrial park, five hundred acres.ah?No, instead of expanding the factory, I will build a new factory, huh?build cars.Yes, make domestic cars.

There are no problems in all aspects of technology. I have planned this for a long time, and now it can be implemented. Yes, there is absolutely no problem.But listen, I don't give money, but the land is free.Yes, you heard that right, give it to me for nothing.

Chapter 187 Class (2)

Zhang Xingming took the phone and blew to Chen Dami: "Hehe, he will definitely agree. Huh? Well, it has something to do with the 3000 million US dollars. Yes. My idea is to include Fengtian Motors, um, yes, Let's make a joint venture, move out the whole thing, of course we need land, let's talk about it, first implement this matter.

Okay, that's it, I'm going to Fengtian during the winter vacation, huh?I'm a junior high school student now, so I can't skip school casually.Wait for the winter vacation, really, things can only be done then.It’s useless to go now, anyway, it’s only three or four months, so you need time to prepare money.

Uh, uh, okay, then I hang up.goodbye. "

Putting down the phone, Zhang Xingming gritted his teeth and shook his fist fiercely. This time, he wants to play big, gringo, just wait and see.

His plan is that Liaodong Province or Fengtian City will take the shares with the land, and then merge Fengtian Automobile into it, and the three companies will form a joint venture automobile company.

In fact, in 85, the state already allowed wholly foreign-owned factories to set up factories. Since they are Hong Kong businessmen, they can always enjoy special treatment.

However, the automobile industry must be a sensitive enterprise. After Zhang Xingming thought about it, it should be a joint venture. The skilled workers in the factory are no worse than foreign workers, just lacking in technology.

The next day, after getting up early and having breakfast, Zhang Xingming set off with his classmates and walked three kilometers to school, carrying a schoolbag with only pens and two notebooks on his back.

The back door of the school was empty, the bastards outside the school hadn't woken up yet, and those inside the school were sitting in the classroom waiting for class.The bastard will be sacked if he is late.

At this time, the teachers just slapped the students as they said, but in fact, it was not considered corporal punishment. Later generations demanded this and that, but the teacher couldn't control the students, and it was all messed up.

The first day of class starts today, and the first class is as usual, the class teacher's Chinese class.

At 7:40, the class bell rang, and Teacher Wang walked into the classroom with a book. Well, I was wrong, she has been standing in the classroom, training all morning.

Class monitor Dong Yugang stood up and shouted: "Everyone stand up." The students stood up and said, "Old~Teacher~Hello~~." It was still quite neat, and Teacher Wang nodded in satisfaction and said, "Hello, students, please sit down."

While sitting, Zhang Xingming added in his heart, "The teacher has worked hard" and "Served the students."

"Take out the Chinese books, and put other things that have nothing to do with the Chinese class in the table." Some students who piled all the books on the table were busy.

"Before each class in the future, look at the class schedule, put the books you need on the table, and put other things in the table, remember?"

"Remember~ hold~la~"

"Okay, today is the first class of this semester, and it is also the first class of your junior high school. We will not teach new lessons. Let's review the pinyin. The teacher read the test paper of your placement test, and there are many students who have pinyin. There are problems.

If you do not master pinyin well, it will affect your Chinese learning. If you are not good at Chinese and you don’t even know the characters, how can you learn other subjects? "Teacher Wang knocked on the podium and said, and more than half of his head lowered below.

"Has anyone got up and memorized the pinyin alphabet?" Teacher Wang looked at the students from left to right, waited for a while, and said, "Then I've called the roll call. The students whose names are called should call, come, stand up and answer the questions."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly threw the chalk stub out of his hand. Zhang Xingming turned his head and saw that the chalk stub had hit Wang Zhichang on the head.