The Pentium Era - South to North

It was already midnight, and although the cold wind blew on the face, making people shrink a bit, Zhang Chen, Liu Ligan, and Meng Ping still stood in the garden on the roof of the dynamic zone and smoked.

Next door, at the construction site in the center of Hangzhou, people were still working overtime at night. The sound of mixers kept ringing, and the sounds of workers shouting to each other seemed empty in the winter night sky.

Neighboring residents have complained several times, saying that the noise from the construction site is too noisy at night, but it is impossible for Liu Ligan to ignore it. As long as his construction site does not change in a day, Liu Chengcheng might call to inquire. .

Now the whole city of Hangzhou has fallen into the craze of running the city. Some people have already shouted that a new Hangzhou will be built. The wheel of history is going like this, regardless of day and night, cold or heat, how can anyone care about it? A weak voice.

In the midst of collective exuberance, personal interests are always insignificant and even despised. How can you block the rapid development of the city because of your own sleep?

Not only the center of Hangzhou, but also several roads in Hangzhou were under construction day and night. The characteristic of that era was that only the sound of the mixer was the most friendly sound, and it was the dream of every city dweller. There should be a voice like this in every room.

What's more, this Hangzhou City Center is a key city and provincial key project. The vigorous growth of this building is not only related to the face of Hangzhou City, but also the face of many officials.

How can something as important as face be disturbed by a few complaint calls?

Those are all unruly people, right? Ignore him.

If you call to complain, you will in turn be criticized by the relevant personnel of the relevant departments, making you embarrassed to call again.

Three people were standing there smoking. On a building across the street from the stadium, someone with a nervous breakdown probably couldn't stand it anymore. He suddenly opened the window and yelled, "Fuck you!"

Then he threw an empty wine bottle over. He originally wanted to throw it to the construction site in the center of Hangzhou opposite, but it didn't go that far. The bottle hit the stadium road with a "snap" and broke.

Whether it was his yelling or the sound of the bottle hitting the ground, no one at the construction site heard it. How could his voice be compared to the humming of the mixer? Even if they heard it, they would probably be indifferent to it. I have become accustomed to this sound.

On the road to the stadium, a taxi stopped with a screeching sound. The driver got out of the car and cursed upstairs: "Fuck you! Get out of here!"

The bottle shattered on the ground more than ten meters in front of his car. If he had been a few seconds faster, the bottle would have hit the roof of his car. If he hadn't braked in time, the shards of glass might have punctured his tires.

The window was immediately closed, and then the lights in the window were darkened.

The taxi driver got into the car with a curse, reversed the car, changed lanes, and drove away avoiding the glass on the ground.

The three people heard all this, they turned around to look, and Liu Ligan cursed: "Idiot!"

The wind continued to blow, and the sound of gurgling and gurgling continued. The three of them continued to smoke, with no intention of going back indoors.

Meng Ping said: "I really feel that my days are over. If you ask me to be like other people and take land and build a house peacefully, I feel like I can't do it."

"Didn't you already build a building?" Liu Ligan said.

"What's different is that it was done in one go." Meng Ping said, "After I finished it and thought about it, I didn't believe that I could build such a house. Moreover, people were different at that time. It’s the wrong year.”

"What's wrong?" Zhang Chen asked.

"It's no longer simple. In the past few years, everyone helped each other. That was really called helping. Now it's like, before anything is done, focus on the interests first. People's ideas are different. Now it seems that everyone is panicking. Even if I am afraid that I have no money, I will become a bit vicious.”

Meng Ping said: "I actually don't like the relationship between people. It has become like this. Even if you make money, you should earn it with dignity. You deserve it. You don't need to tell me. I know it in my heart and will definitely give it to you. No. It is necessary to do this, and if the money is not received, the money will keep flowing, which makes people look down upon."

"It's just building a house. What's so difficult about building a house?" Liu Ligan said.

"What you think is not difficult, I think it is difficult, pole, everyone has weaknesses. I know where my Meng Ping's weaknesses are. You let me do it like a social butterfly. Let me sit down and be down-to-earth. I can’t actually do one thing.”

Meng Ping said, Zhang Chen and Liu Ligan laughed, and Liu Ligan cursed, "Damn it, you have two centimeters of hair on your legs, and you are still a social butterfly?"

Meng Ping also laughed. He said: "I really often feel that I am a social butterfly. I don't have anything to do with women. But when I walk among men, I am like a fish in water. Let me tell you, I am most suitable for it. In fact, Or be like Haicheng, be a second-hand dealer, take in with one hand and take out with the other, divide the money when you are done, goodbye.

"Now, if you want me to build a house by myself, I can't do it. Besides, I have many friends and good face. Originally, everyone is helping you. If someone asks you to help, you should also help. So I have something If you trespass, if I build a house, my cost will definitely be higher than yours, and the quality of the house will definitely be worse than yours. I can’t shame you to blame others.”

"I can't pull him down either." Liu Ligan said, "It's Lao Tan and Tan Shuzhen who can pull him down."

"Yes, at least you still have these two people. I don't. I'm not talking about you. You have to admit it yourself. After you got your wife, you seem to have become more organized in all aspects, right? It turns out that it is also the same. The group is in chaos," Meng Ping said.

Liu Lizhan nodded: "I admit that she and Lao Tan are indispensable for me now. I am a reckless person and am used to bumping into each other. They know the direction and apply the brakes. The most important thing is these two people, I can trust you 100 percent.”

"This is very rare. I envy you just thinking about it." Meng Ping said, "If I were in front and there was such a person behind me, I would feel at ease."

"Don't you have Qianfang and the others?" Zhang Chen said, "Why can't you work together? It's because of you that they went from Haicheng to Wuxi and then to Nanjing."

"Yes, wouldn't it be nice if you guys want to be together like in Haicheng." Liu Ligan also said.

"How could you end up like that?" Meng Ping sneered. He said: "They are different from your noble wife. Your noble wife can hold you. Qian Fang and the others are not strong enough. If they were enough, , In fact, they felt that there was a risk in Haicheng, but they caught me early. If I couldn't be held back, they could only make small moves. Fortunately, they made small moves and still had some chance to turn over."

Meng Ping puffed on his cigarette. After a while, he asked: "Zhang Chen, Ganzi, do you know why I had to separate from Qian Fang and the others after we came out?"

Zhang Chen and Liu Ligan both shook their heads. Meng Ping said: "When I came out, I saw that they were doing a good job. They were doing a good job without me. If I go in again, I would cause trouble, so I You must insist on working alone.

"Qian Fang is very capable. She is a bit like me and has a lot of drive. Ye Yilan is very cautious. She can't hold me back, but she can hold Qian Fang. Xu Jiaqing looks carefree, but she is very careful and a perfectionist. .

"Cao Xiaohe is older than them, has more experience than them, and is less troubled, but the three of them regard her as the eldest sister. When there are any conflicts between them, Cao Xiaohe can mediate and resolve the conflicts. So they are a perfect combination. If I go in, I will break their combination, so I can't go in."

"Then the horse will go in now?" Liu Ligan asked.

"Having him join is the icing on the cake. In this company, there are always things that are difficult for women to come forward. He can do it. He has a broad face and Xu Jiaqing can also control him. The most important thing is that he is not as aggressive as me and will not destroy them. balance."

As Meng Ping spoke, Zhang Chen remembered that when Li Yang and Xu Jiaqing were together, they would just stand aside and keep laughing and laughing, as if Xu Jiaqing was making the decision on everything. He felt that what Meng Ping said was They are all right, and I understand Meng Ping’s difficulties.

"Then are you really not going to do real estate anymore?" Zhang Chen asked.

"Let's see, I feel that my era of profiteers has passed." Meng Ping said, "If that doesn't work, how about providing for retirement? Anyway, there are still hundreds of millions in cash on the account. Every year, just like you, the five I can rent out a high-rise shopping mall and still have tens of millions in rental income, which can be used for retirement, but it’s a pity..."

"What's a pity?" Zhang Chen asked.

"It's a pity that I don't have your hobbies. If I were like you and could draw, I would carry a picture folder and go sketching all over the world. Unlike a pole, I could write a book and ask a few female assistants to sit around and write my memoirs. ." Meng Ping laughed as he said, "I am a person with few hobbies."

"Don't you like to be a social butterfly?" Liu Ligan said.

"Yes, this is the trouble. If you ask me to live in seclusion in the mountains, I can't do it. I have to be in the city and among the crowd to survive." Meng Ping said.

Liu Ligan thought about it and asked: "Lao Meng, you have to wait and see. Then what phone call did you make earlier? Do you still need to contact the collection and storage center and the planning bureau?"

"You have a good idea. I can help Qian Fang and the others get some land. They are also short of land." Meng Ping said.

"By the way, Meng Ping, what's going on between you and Qian Fang?" Zhang Chen asked.

"What's going on? We're fine."

"No, I mean, I have always felt that Qian Fang likes you very much, so it is impossible for you to go further?"

"Go further? How to get in? Like you and Xiao Zhao?" Meng Ping said, "To be honest, I also like Qian Fang, but we both know that there is no way we can be together."

"Why?"

"As I said before, we are so similar. She is like a smaller version of me. We are two very similar people. We get along very well when we work together. Because it is a work relationship, there is still distance between us, and there are also superiors and subordinates. In a good relationship, each other will be restrained. Even if they have a big quarrel, they will immediately think about it and forgive each other, because it is all for work.

"But life is two different things. Two people living together feel that each other's status is equal. They don't know, and they don't feel the need to restrain themselves. They will completely let go. Such two people cannot live together. We must If we live together, a comet will hit the earth.”

Meng Ping continued to smoke. When he finished smoking, he put the cigarette butt in his hand and flicked his index finger. The cigarette butt drew an orange arc in the darkness and landed downstairs.

“I don’t want one day to become like our old man and old lady,” Meng Ping said.

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