Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

With that said, Li Mei handed the document to Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan took it and took a look, and immediately became happy: "Yuan Lan is very courageous. He paid the deposit so quickly."

Li Mei nodded and said to him: "This is a woman who does big things, is decisive, and has big plans?"

Zhang Xuan didn't understand and asked curiously: "Tell me about it."

Li Mei said: "I also learned through investigation that Yuan Lan has recently become close to people in the system and seems to be interested in entering real estate."

As for real estate, my vision is quite accurate. This is a rising industry in the future. What a profitable deal.

I have dreamed of buying a few pieces of land to reserve.

Zhang Xuan read the document carefully, and after signing it, he said to Li Mei: "Tomorrow is Sunday. Tell Yuan Lan that we will go to the customs to pick up the goods tomorrow. Let her sell out early and we will divide the money early."

"OK."

Li Mei responded, and after checking whether the documents were signed or not, she talked about the newsprint: "I have already contacted Xinmin Evening News and West China Metropolis Daily, and they agreed to cooperate with us."

"What's the quantity?"

"As mentioned before, the total is 80,000 tons."

Zhang Xuan looked at her carefully, checked and asked, "How sure are you about this?"

Li Mei stared at him and said firmly: "You believe me, that's 100%."

As expected, she is a square-faced woman with prominent cheekbones, and she is damn confident.

But I am no novice. Foreign trade is a high-risk industry. How can it be 100%?

Zhang Xuan pondered for a while, and finally agreed: "Okay, just go ahead and do this, I will fully support you."

Hearing this, Li Mei breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and said, "Don't worry, I have never made any mistakes in the newsprint industry for so many years, and this time I will do a great job."

"Okay, I'll wait for your good news." Now that it was over, Zhang Xuan had no choice but to believe her.

…

After lunch, the rain gradually became lighter.

Du Shuangling and the others went to the library to read.

Zhang Xuan stayed in the rented house and practiced boxing for half an hour.

In the afternoon, it’s still the same, reading first, then writing.

Live a simple and fulfilling life.

"Zhang Xuan, it's time to go!"

After four o'clock in the afternoon, just as Zhang Xuan finished writing the 1,200 words "Liberating" and started massaging his temples, Lao Deng's voice sounded outside.

"Okay, here we come!"

In response, Zhang Xuan put his things away, locked the door, and went downstairs.

Zhang Xuan stared at the thermos bottle in Lao Deng's hand and asked curiously: "What's in this?"

Lao Deng said: "I stewed a chicken for Wang Li."

Zhang Xuan took a look at it and joked: "The instructor often slaps me in the face, why don't you and Teacher Wang Li get together and make her mad to death."

Lao Deng shook his head, adjusted his glasses and said: "You kid, you are still a man who will retaliate for your anger. Didn't Lu Ni bully you several times at the wine table? There is no need for you to put my, Lao Deng's happiness on the line." .”

Zhang Xuan turned his head and said, "Are you saying that Teacher Wang Li is not good?"

Lao Deng glanced at him, sighed and said sincerely: "I'm afraid I can't control this girl. My hair is already oily and curly, and it can't be green anymore."

"ha…"

Zhang Xuan was so happy that he couldn't help laughing.

Seeing him smiling so happily, Lao Deng also smiled and asked: "Zhang Xuan, I heard from Xiao Du that you seem to be able to play the erhu?"

Zhang Xuan was in a trance when he heard the erhu being played. This happened many years ago.

When my father was still alive, he loved this very much and learned a little from his peers.

In fact, it’s not just my father who likes this. It seems that people in that era would play erhu, flute, xiao or suona.

But after his father left, Zhang Xuan never touched the erhu again.

I have been learning the craft for seven or eight years, but I just delayed it and gave up.

It scares me to think about it.

So he said: "I haven't touched it for many years, and my hands are very raw. What's wrong, why do you ask?"

Lao Deng said: "Isn't it New Year's Day soon? I have to put on a show. I can play the erhu and I want to invite you to perform together."

Zhang Xuan didn't understand and asked confusedly: "Didn't you go to the New Year's Eve party? How could you still go to it on New Year's Day? I don't notice it at ordinary times. You, Old Deng, are so worthless and you still like to be in the limelight?"

Lao Deng waved his hand and explained: "Hi! I love to be in the limelight. I lost the game while drinking with the secretary. He asked me to join, so I had to."

Zhang Xuan fainted and cheerfully gave him a trick: "Oh! What a big deal. I am the most experienced in this kind of thing. I'm just a scumbag. How can I trick you if I don't do it?"

Old Deng vetoed: "That won't work. I, Old Deng, have never been a swindler in my life. Every spit I make is a nail."

Zhang Xuan, "..."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lao Deng invited again: "Come together, I don't have much fun by myself."

Zhang Xuan gestured and said sarcastically, "I was born so well. I have a girlfriend at a young age, so I don't want to be in the limelight and provoke girls. But you, you are still an old bachelor at this age, you really deserve it."

Being caught and stabbed in the heart made Lao Deng turn blue, so angry!

Finally, he pointed at Zhang Xuan with itching teeth and said, "Don't you want me to work for you? If you don't even have this courage, how can I dare to enter the crisis-ridden financial investment industry with you?"

Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes and said angrily: "You are just fooling around! What is the relationship between finance and erhu?"

Lao Deng shook the thermos flask in his hand: "How come it doesn't matter? If we want to make a living in finance in the future, you must have the consciousness to live and die with me. Can you do it?"

Zhang Xuan, "..."

Damn it, what kind of magical logic is this?

Lao Deng asked with a smile: "Can you go up?"

Zhang Xuan gritted his teeth and replied: "Go!"

…

After buying two bunches of carnations, the two of them hurried to the hospital. Wang Gang was queuing up in the corridor to turn on the water.

As for Wang Li, she was staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Seeing Zhang Xuan and Deng Daqing come in holding flowers, Wang Li's miserable face was filled with enthusiasm.

He greeted: "You are here, thank you."

Zhang Xuan put the flowers on the bedside and asked with concern: "Teacher, how do you feel physically?"

Wang Li took the flower, smelled it, smiled sweetly and said, "Don't worry, Comrade Zhang Xuan, I can't die."

Pooh! Don't always be too small, I am not too small.

Lao Deng poured a cup of tea for Zhang Xuan, drank a cup himself, and asked Wang Li: "What happened in the bar yesterday? Did you go under the knife?"

Wang Li stretched out her hand to fiddle with the flowers for a while, and then said after a long silence:

"Do you know why my mother drank pesticide? She wanted to wake me up by dying. I only found out after reading the suicide note..."

As he said this, Wang Li, who had been fine just now, suddenly burst into tears, and her tears instantly covered her face like rain.

She wiped her tears and continued choking: "Originally, yesterday I went to make a break with Qian Bing and say goodbye to the past. I didn't expect that Qian Bing wouldn't let go and used a knife during the argument..."

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