20 years of restarting life

The car went around the foot of a mountain. In the morning sunshine, Zhao Changan saw the small maple tree halfway up the mountain. Its bare branches were pointing at the sky, with the blue and clean sky in the background.

I can't help but sigh in my heart.

Zhao Changan parked the car at the entrance of the brick and tile factory. The two large iron doors were closed tightly with big locks. However, the small door was ajar, and the sound of dogs barking could be heard from inside.

"Zhongwei Brick Factory?"

Zhao Changan read the name of the factory on the sign in surprise. In another timeline, he will work here next summer and be responsible for computer data entry. Of course he knows this red brick factory that looks in a mess and is inconspicuous. earning ability.

At that time, he received a call from this brick and tile factory inexplicably. He still felt incredible that he had never heard of it, and it was impossible for him to submit his resume to this little-known small mountain factory, and it still had no technological content. Brick factory.

However, I was still tempted by the basic salary they offered, which was two thousand per month, plus bonuses. The basic salary would still be paid during the one-month holiday during the Chinese New Year. I finally came up with the idea of ​​coming over to have a look. After knowing the daily work, I was simply pleasantly surprised. Nothing more can be added.

His job is to summarize and input the data from the brick and tile factory's accounting, cashier, logistics, and sales departments into a special spreadsheet on the computer every day.

This job only requires him to spend less than an hour every night entering data on the computer. The rest of the time is spent playing.

A few miles south of the brick and tile factory is Qiaojiashan Town, so the brick and tile factory is also connected to the Internet. It can be said that this computer is his personal small Internet cafe, where he can surf the Internet casually.

So Zhao Changan signed the contract, and the school issued a dispatch certificate, which was uploaded to the brick and tile factory's collective household registration.

It was this humble brick and tile factory that, one year after Zhao Changan's previous life, supplied more than half of the red bricks in the entire mountain city (central city, excluding the counties below, with a population of more than one million), catching up with the city again. During the construction spurt, there were six large brick kilns in the factory, with four to five hundred workers. Bulldozers and excavators roared day and night to flatten several mountains. The annual sales were 50 to 60 million, which was a daily increase. Doujin.

It’s clear that it hasn’t reached that scale at this time, and it won’t be possible to reach that scale in the future.

The biggest reason is that Zhao Changan's branch line has changed the progress and direction of the entire mountain city real estate industry. Red bricks are no longer the bricks used in mid- to high-end real estate in mountain cities, but are only used to raise funds to build houses, individual houses, houses with small property rights, and small buildings. Businessmen, use this brick.

At this time, hearing the movement at the door, the small iron door was opened from the inside. A little old man looked at Zhao Changan and Xia Wenzhuo in surprise, thinking that they were rich people who came to buy bricks, and said with a smile: "In the factory It’s a holiday, and the work won’t start until after the first month of the year, but now we have bricks, and we can find people and cars to deliver them, so you have to contact the factory director.”

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"Zhong Wei?"

Zhao Changan took the business card of the director of the brick and tile factory given by the old man, Zhong Wei, and the mobile phone number was Zhong Wei's. The look on his face was simply wonderful.

It seems that under the impact of the economic tide, Zhong Jianguo, who was conservative, strict, stubborn and rigid, also changed his mind and was willing to let his son no longer be a teacher, but become a factory director.

Even with the current innovation in the mountain city real estate industry led by Green Park, red bricks no longer become the mainstream bricks used in real estate, but there is still a large market.

The current brick and tile factory cannot be compared with the brick and tile factory in Zhao Changan's previous life, because there are many cadres in that factory. As far as Zhao Changan knows, they include Yin Wenxi, Li Yongzhang, Daxiong, Xiong Er, and others Some divers who knew about it were able to achieve a semi-monopoly and occupy more than half of the city's red brick market.

However, this brick and tile factory has Zhong Jianguo's endorsement, so it is easy to guarantee a profit of one million yuan a year.

Because no one dares to say that his butt is clean, why offend Zhong Jianguo and be targeted by him.

Zhao Changan took Xia Wenzhuo to the foot of the mountain not far away, but was surprised to see that the original trail up the goat's intestines was actually paved with red bricks, forming a step up the mountain.

"Is this Zhong Wei quite interesting?"

Zhao Changan decided that when he returned to the mountain city to visit Zhong Wei's house, he should tell him that there was a python on this mountain. Except for the months of winter and spring when snakes and insects were dormant, it was better not to go up the mountain at other times.

It is best to remove this step, or find a professional to try to catch it and extinguish it.

Zhao Changan picked up Xia Wenzhuo by the waist and carried her up the mountain.

"I'm not that squeamish."

"But I want to carry you up, instead of letting you follow me up the mountain in high heels wearing high heels."

"But I'm wearing sneakers." "That's not important. What's important is that I want to hold you up like this."

The mountains are silent in winter, and the sun shines warmly on the two of them. Xia Wenzhuo's eyes are picturesque and incomparably beautiful.

"This Zhong Wei is really interesting!"

Before Zhao Changan climbed up the mountainside, he was surprised to see the top of a pavilion. It seemed that he wanted to make this a leisure place where he could climb high and look into the distance to entertain friends and customers from afar.

When we reached the mountainside, the big tree was still the same after twenty years.

However, all the jagged rocks around the big tree were leveled, and the ground was paved with cement, covering an area of ​​no less than one hundred square meters. On top of the cement, long vermilion stones formed a strange network pattern, flowing towards the pavilion.

Zhao Changan put Xia Wenzhuo down, slapped her butt, and walked into the pavilion.

The floor is also paved with cement inside, and long strips of vermilion stone are gathered together under a blue stone base in the middle of the pavilion.

Three sides of the stone carving are carefully carved with images of legendary monsters, and one side is smooth, with three "kills" carved on it.

Zhao Changan noticed that there were stone chips on the ground, indicating that the words were carved not long ago.

"What does Zhong Wei want to do? He built such a nondescript pavilion, which gives people a gloomy feeling. There is still sun during the day, but no one dares to come up at night. Is this a good word? I think it is just Generally speaking, it is not as good as your handwriting."

Xia Wenzhuo asked in confusion when he saw Zhao Changan staring at those three words repeatedly.

"Have you never heard of Zi Ruzhiren?"

"That's not necessarily the case. Do you want to tell you about the deeds of famous figures in history, such as Cai Jing?"

"I feel cold, this is easy to handle."

Zhao Changan did not argue with Xia Wenzhuo, and she did not understand the meaning of his words.

He spread the thin blanket on the bench in the pavilion, smiled and said to Xia Wenzhuo: "Come here so I can bring you warmth."

"Is this how you have to realize your dream?"

Xia Wenzhuo looked shocked.

"Yes, I just thought that if time could go back and reappear, I have something to say to this girl I have been deeply in love with for many years."

"You say it."

Xia Wenzhuo's eyes were flowing, charming and charming, with teasing joy in them.

"If you don't sit over here and let me give you warmth, what I say is not contagious. Baby, hurry up."

"You still want to be infectious."

Xia Wenzhuo walked up to Zhao Changan with a blushing face and stood facing him. Zhao Changan hugged her tightly and buried her head in. He deeply smelled her body fragrance, which made Xia Wenzhuo's whole body delicate and weak.

Soon the two of them hugged each other tightly, conveying warmth.

"Can we talk now?"

Zhao Changan kissed Xia Wenzhuo's face, stared into her eyes affectionately, and said, "I do!"