The perfect future of rebirth

In fact, many people in later generations expressed emotion, saying that the wave of laid-off workers in the 90s ruined the families of many urban workers, but in Zhao Fusheng's view, that was not the case.

You must know that in those days, being an employee of a state-owned enterprise and earning a solid job was the dream of hundreds of millions of farmers.Working alone in a state-owned enterprise is like entering a safe.If you are sick, go to the staff hospital for treatment.When the children grow up, they go to their children's schools to study.It is cold in winter and there is a bathhouse for employees.If you are bored, there is a movie theater in the factory.After working for decades, my health is failing. After retirement, my children can inherit the position of their parents. One day I will drive west, and the unit will send a few people to help take care of the funeral.

To put it bluntly, before the wave of layoffs, farmers’ lives were as miserable as ever, but workers were not as miserable as many people say now. Although the wages are not high, there are many benefits, and the internal hierarchy is strict, and the phenomenon of seniority ranking is relatively common. .Because of the big pot of rice, egalitarianism prevails, and there is no crisis of unemployment, the efficiency is not high and the staff is overstaffed.

To put it bluntly, there are only a small number of people who are not doing well after being laid off. Those who are a little bit smart are at least able to live comfortably and have a higher level. All of them live better than when they were in the original unit.

As for Dad Zhao, it was obvious that he had taken the wrong path in his previous life, and now he has finally found his purpose in life.

Zhao Fusheng, who has nothing to do, is sometimes dragged out by Fan Baobao to attend class reunions, either their high school classmates or junior high school classmates.

Who made the two of them go to the same school since they were young?

"By the way, today Yuan Lu and I have a party with some of our girls, and their boyfriends, will you go?" On the morning of the 21st of the twelfth lunar month, Fan Baobao asked him while eating the rice cooked by Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng blinked: "Can I say no?"

"No."

Fan Baobao chuckled and gave Zhao Fusheng a look that he understood.

Sighing silently, Zhao Fusheng nodded resignedly.

In fact, he didn't dislike participating in this kind of activity, anyway, Fan Baobao's classmates were all art students, at least they were beautiful, and strolling with a group of beauties and handsome men was at least pleasing to the eye.

But when this group of people went to the billiard hall to play billiards, Zhao Fusheng was in a bad mood.

After living for nearly 70 years in two lifetimes, Zhao Fusheng only occasionally heard that there is something called the beauty of imperfections in this world.Maybe it's because perfection is too easy for people to worship, and people tend to feel very kind when faced with flawed things, in other words, they have a human touch.

For Zhao Fusheng, billiards is a sport of a black ball and a lot of balls. When he finally squatted there with a cue under Fan Baobao's command, he still didn't know what to do.As a beginner, it was really difficult for him to bear the expectant eyes.

It's funny to say, Zhao Fusheng has never played billiards before, in his impression, this thing is to hit the black ball with a cue, so that the black ball hits other balls into the hole.

Fan Baobao really didn't know this, she was still working hard to cheer for Zhao Fusheng, after all, the people who played were all male classmates brought by everyone.

Men, always want face.

Taking a deep breath, he just felt his body was a little stiff. Of course, there is no reason to say no to being driven to such an extent, not to mention that he is a man, and it is not his style to retreat.There was no time for him to move his body, and he hurriedly stabilized his emotions. Zhao Fusheng tried his best to aim, trying to make his movements look more regular.

I have to say that some things don't just don't work, even if you try hard to imitate others, the results are often tragic.

From the beginning to the end of Zhao Fusheng's movements, there was no formal style of billiards at all, and he looked like an amateur.

The result is naturally not surprising, the black ball hits the colored ball, but there is no possibility of entering the hole at all.

"Pfft!"

"Ha ha!"

Several people couldn't hold back, and simply laughed.

Fan Baobao didn't laugh, but blushed and looked at the people around with angry eyes. It was obvious to her that when these people laughed at Zhao Fusheng, they were laughing at herself.

Zhao Fusheng was very free and easy, stood up and shrugged, and said to the other two boys: "I really can't, I admit defeat. Please have a cold drink later."

After all, given his age, Zhao Fusheng really couldn't do it if he had the same experience as a few young people. If he loses, he loses. Just admit defeat.

It's not a big deal, and it has nothing to do with life or death.

In the eyes of a normal adult, the face-slapping behavior in movies and novels is almost insane.In other words, no normal person would do such a thing.

Even now, Zhao Fusheng took the initiative to admit defeat, and the rest of the people were just a few jokes, no one would hold on to this.Even the way Yuan Lu looked at Zhao Fusheng changed slightly.

After all, the impression he gave everyone before was really good, he almost didn't look like someone of his age, mature, polite, and although he was also a college student, he already had a successful career.

But now, Zhao Fusheng behaved more like an ordinary person.

Of course, a certain young lady felt very uncomfortable right now, until the end of the party, Fan Baobao was still muttering about it.

"I'm so pissed off! I'm so pissed off!" Fan Baobao said there angrily, "Why are you laughing at you, as if they beat you so well."

Zhao Fusheng smiled lightly: "He really beats me better."

"That can't make fun of you. You are just a beginner. If you are better than you, what qualifications do you have to make fun of people!" Fan Baobao raised his head and looked at Zhao Fusheng stubbornly: "It's all my fault, if it wasn't for me, you..."

Before she finished speaking, Zhao Fusheng rubbed her head: "Don't think about it, it's not a big deal at all, I don't mind it myself, why are you sulking?"

While talking, he turned his head and looked out the window of the bus: "It's almost Chinese New Year."

In fact, when it snows often, it means that the New Year’s Eve is getting closer. Zhao Fusheng remembers that more than ten years later, even during the Spring Festival in Ninghai, there will not be much snow. There is more than ten centimeters of snow on the field.

New Year's Eve, as the name suggests, for ordinary people in ancient times, celebrating the New Year is a pass, and the most difficult time of the year is often the New Year's Eve.

Of course, now there is more of a festive atmosphere. Every household puts up Spring Festival couplets, wears new clothes, children can also get lucky money, and the family is reunited and harmonious.But I don't know when it started, there are more and more festivals, and the taste of the year has become weaker.

"Yes, Chinese New Year is coming soon." Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Fan Baobao said in a low voice.

It was only then that Zhao Fusheng remembered that for her, this year's Spring Festival actually had a different meaning.After all, so many things have happened this year, I don't say anything, but in my heart, Fan Baobao is only a 20-year-old young man after all.

Gently patted Fan Baobao on the head, Zhao Fusheng said with a smile: "You must understand that only by earning enough money to make yourself feel at ease can you live a simple, comfortable and free life, and live a better life. Have confidence. Therefore, most people can't live a simple, comfortable and free life if they work hard for a lifetime, do you know why?"

Fan Baobao was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Because they didn't make enough money?"

Zhao Fusheng blinked, looked at Fan Baobao and said, "Why didn't I realize that you have become smarter."

Rolling his eyes, Fan Baobao decided to ignore this guy.

But in fact, both of them knew that what Zhao Fusheng just said was very reasonable.After all, this society is becoming more and more realistic. Whether it is Ninghai or Beijing, the people around them are using practical actions to prove that the whole society is developing in a more and more materialistic direction.

Money becomes the measure of happiness or one's achievement, and perhaps this is a mistake in itself.But when everyone is working hard in the wrong direction, it is impossible for everyone to be drunk and sober.

Zhao Fusheng understands this point better than Fan Baobao, so every decision he makes now is made after careful consideration, because he understands that he cannot bear the price of impulsiveness.

People always understand what kind of lifestyle is right after they suffer a loss. Although it is too late to regret at that time, it is too late.

Fortunately for Zhao Fusheng, he spent half his life exploring and confirming some things, and now, he knows that he will not make the same mistake again.

Chapter 3 and Eight Sister Flowers (95/264)

On the morning of Xiaonian, Zhao Fusheng received a call from his mother.

"Take Beibei to your place." Mother Zhao told her son confidently, since she was born in October, in her opinion, she can use it however she wants.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Fusheng was still a little strange when he received the call. Although he didn't mind taking care of the child, Fan Beibei came to live here somehow.

"Isn't this the Spring Festival? Your dad said that the supermarket is going to hold some promotional activities. Aunt Li and I have to help. No one cares about Beibei, so you and the baby can take care of the baby." Zhao's mother said.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Understood."