Reborn Tokyo Golden Age

Arakawa Ward, a warehouse of a shipping company.

"Satou, this is Maruyama Tortaro. He's from my hometown. Just call him Toraro. It's the first day of work today. This kid has a lot of energy. Please take care of him."

"No problem Kashiwagi-san, leave it to me. Kotarou, come with me."

Bai Chuanfeng was busy registering for school, and Kotaro also started his working life under the leadership of Kashiwagi. With Kashiwagi's care, Kotaro was arranged to work in the warehouse of Kashiwagi's company as an unloader.

Now the country's economy is booming, and people are needed everywhere. As an unloader position that does not require much technical requirements, most people can do it.

It's easy to arrange for a Kotaro to join the job. It's just that he is not an official member of the company, but a labor dispatch route.

Labor dispatch, is this term familiar? That's right, it's an expatriate. Compared with regular members, there are no welfare subsidies at all, and wages are settled daily.

Enterprises do not take risks, and they can let them go at any time without any compensation disputes. There is such a good thing? The capitalists are ecstatic.

In the future, it will occupy the mainstream form of employment in the Tianchao temporary labor market. In the 1970s and 1980s, the little RB was already familiar with it.

"Kataro, work hard and don't cause trouble."

Kashiwagi knew Kotaro's character, and was afraid that he would not know how to restrain himself and cause trouble. Tokyo is no better than Xiaolu, no one accommodates you, and those who can't stand being wronged are destined to be eliminated.

"Don't worry, Uncle Kashiwagi, I understand." Kotaro waved goodbye to Kashiwagi, then turned around and bowed to Kashiwagi. "Sato-san, please take care of me in the future."

Tiger Taro is impulsive, but he is not stupid. Since I came here to make a living and earn money to hire a better doctor for my mother, then I should work hard, and a little grievance is nothing.

Tiger Taro is very optimistic, and the work arranged is quite to his liking. Strength to live, what he lacks most is strength.

Sato saw that although Kotaro was a little rough, his attitude was not bad, and he didn't have a critical eye like a fledgling kid who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth. Can't help but nod secretly.

"Hey, what you have to do is to put the goods delivered by the forklift neatly in the truck compartment. To save space, put as much as possible.

The most important thing is to be careful not to damage the goods, otherwise it will be a waste of a day, or even pay upside down. "

Sato took Kotaro around the warehouse, probably told him some precautions, and after taking care of his safety, he went to work on his own.

Kotaro watched the people coming and going in the warehouse, and the forklifts were rushing around. There is the excitement of the first day of work, but also a little dazed and cautious.

"Hey, kid. Don't be in a daze, come here and help."

Tiger Taro was stunned, and pointed to himself, "Me?"

"Nonsense, who else is it? The whole warehouse is just you in a daze. It really is a 'golden egg' from the Northeast. You are so stupid."

The taunts from the workers made the people around them laugh out loud. Isn't that simple, dark round head the "golden egg"?

As a native of RB, Tiger Taro certainly knows what the "golden egg" means.

Especially everyone's sneering eyes and indifferent laughter hurt him deeply. Kotaro's thick eyebrows seemed to come alive after being stimulated, swimming back and forth.

His face turned black and red with anger, and he turned around to teach that guy a lesson. But when the steps were about to go out, he endured it again.

Mother's pale face, Bai Mu's care, and Bai Chuanfeng's promise to earn a lot of money flashed back and forth in his mind.

Taking a deep breath, Kotaro let go of his clenched fist, his eyebrows drooped as if he had lost his spirit.

Seeing his deflated appearance, he laughed even harder around the onlookers, and even started pointing.

"Hey, what are you guys doing nonsense without working? The trucks waiting to pick up the goods have been lined up for a kilometer outside, and the goods can't be delivered today, so they all stay and work overtime."

Sato didn't know when he would appear, and scolded everyone to work quickly. Seeing that the crowd dispersed, he finally took a deep look at Kotaro, patted him on the shoulder, and said nothing.

The lonely Kotaro pursed his lips a few times. Then without saying a word, he rolled up his sleeves and started working.

Cardboard boxes were stuffed into the compartment one by one, and his waist gradually lowered.

The shipment allocated to him should have ended long ago. The strange thing is that whenever there is the last point left, the moment he turns around, it fills up again.

Just like a spring that never dries up, a scoop is taken away, and another scoop is born, as if it will never dry up.

I don't know if things are going well for Xiaofeng. Tired and exhausted, Kotaro was lying on the tatami, and at the last moment he fell asleep, he thought that going to university is actually quite good.

…

Going to university is really good, at least Bai Chuanfeng thinks so at the moment.

April 1st is the entrance ceremony of Meiji University. On this day, all freshmen wear formal attire and participate in school group activities.

The same is true for Bai Chuanfeng, the clothes on his body were specially bought by his mother when he drove to the city. Because Bai Chuanfeng has a thin body, and he doesn't like the wide shoulders and fat suit styles of RB people in this period.

After Hezi cut it out by himself, it finally fit his wish.

Slim little suit, tall figure, delicate eyebrows. Needless to say, it is true that people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles.

This outfit immediately raised his image to more than one level. It is no longer like the dusty country boy at the beginning.

Kiryu Shishiro, who lives in the same dormitory, is flirting with his unruly long hair in front of the mirror. What's even more outrageous is that his suit is actually white!

Thinking of going to school with him later, Bai Chuanfeng felt a toothache. It turns out that some people need courage even to walk with him.

As for persuading him to wear the same dark formal clothes as everyone else, this idea never even occurred to Bai Chuanfeng.

Just based on his coquettish manipulations of bouncing back and forth between Buddha and God yesterday, Bai Chuanfeng knew that he was not an ordinary person.

Speaking of another tycoon in the dormitory, Daiji Yamashita, the building is already empty, maybe he is crowded on the subway going to Tama District at this time.

His entrance ceremony was at the Ikuta campus, and Bai Chuanfeng didn't know why he didn't live in the dormitory so close to the Tama district, so he came to the Suginami district.

Every thirty or forty minutes away, what are you trying to figure out.

Fortunately, most of the courses in the university can be arranged by myself, so I don’t need to go back and forth every day, so I can concentrate the courses in two or three days a week.

After tidying up, Bai Chuanfeng and Kiryu Shijuro went to the school auditorium together. There, the president of Ming University will deliver a televised speech through the closed-circuit television system, and all campuses will receive the signal simultaneously.

In April, the grass grows and the warbler flies. The most straightforward expression on campus is the pink and white cherry blossoms along the road, competing to bloom. The warm wind blows, and the petals are disturbing one after another.

This kind of beautiful scenery is especially liked by Kiryu Jujuro. Under the cherry tree, in a white suit. The picture was so beautiful that Bai Chuanfeng didn't dare to look at it.

If it weren't for Bai Chuanfeng pulling him, this guy probably didn't even want to attend the entrance ceremony, and ran to enjoy the cherry blossoms.

When the two came to the auditorium, Bai Chuanfeng felt his scalp go numb in the face of thousands of pairs of eyes. Especially after everyone noticed the weird guy Shibaro Kiryu, it caused bursts of exclamation, followed by excited cheers and laughter.

Alas, did my college life begin as a foil for the much-anticipated protagonist?

But think about it these days, even the Red Army can advertise on campus with great fanfare, and students hold parades at every turn. Then it doesn't seem like a big deal to wear a white suit.

In the magical and chaotic 1970s, communism and capital, westernization and tradition, countryside and city, the sparks that popped out of their collision. Even a booming economy can't hide its strangeness.

Happy New Year!