The Pentium Era - South to North

Even Liu Ligan and the others did not expect that whether it was Hangzhou, Shanghai or Suzhou, the price of land would rise so fast. They had to grit their teeth to get every piece of land, but now they can't even get it. I regret that I took too little land when I took it. You know, they still have money in their accounts.

This trend made Liu Ligan excited, but also slightly panicked. He called Mr. Han and asked him for advice, but now it seemed that even Mr. Han couldn't understand the situation.

He said, I estimated that land and housing prices in mainland China would rise, but I didn't expect it to rise so fast. If this continues, something will happen. You are killing the goose that lays the goose that lays the egg.

Liu Ligan laughed. After he finished laughing, he asked, "What could go wrong?"

"It will arouse public anger." Mr. Han said, "House involves everyone. When no one can afford it, or when it plummets, everyone will be very angry. Maybe I use this word too strongly. To use your official language, the masses have strong opinions, and when the masses have strong opinions, the central government will definitely take action. At that time, the unlucky ones will still be the local government and your real estate developers."

"Will there be a situation like that in Hainan?" Liu Ligan is most worried about this issue.

"That's not true. In Hainan at that time, there was no demand at all. It was a completely artificial bubble. For example, in Hangzhou and Shanghai, the demand is real now and there is no bubble problem. But when housing prices go too high, Soon, as everyone’s purchasing power increases, conflicts will definitely arise,” Mr. Han said.

"What will happen? A repeat of the scene in Haicheng?" Liu Ligan asked.

"Still not, the collapse is not yet there, but since it is running too fast, it will be forced to stop and take heavy measures. When the market mechanism does not work, it must be administrative intervention. There is no responsible government. We will allow housing prices to skyrocket unbridled, and when the time comes, both the local government and you real estate developers will have to give up profits," Mr. Han said.

"Then we're not afraid." Liu Ligan said, "It's not just a matter of making less money. If it doesn't collapse, we're not afraid."

What Liu Ligan said was true. Every time he saw land and housing prices skyrocketing, he would worry about whether the scene in Haicheng would happen again. He would even dream about it at night. He stood seeking truth. Beside the pool in the academy, I suddenly felt lonely and suddenly had nothing.

When he saw his own figure in his dream, he was worried that he would fall into the pond next to him like Wang Guowei or Lao She.

When he woke up, Liu Ligan wiped his face and laughed in the dark. This idiot actually compared himself to Wang Guowei and Lao She. Liu Ligan cursed himself, and the more he thought about it, the funnier he became.

Probably because he had stayed in that ruined temple for too long, he had accumulated a lot of staleness, so he compared himself to the ancients.

Liu Ligan stared at the ceiling above his head in the dark, no longer sleepy.

After lying there for a while, he simply got up from the bed and walked out. In the yard outside, waves of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance floated, refreshing with the night breeze and night sky.

This season is the best season in Hangzhou. The whole city is filled with the fragrance of osmanthus. No matter where you are, as long as you stop and calm down, you can smell the faint fragrance of osmanthus.

These sweet-scented osmanthus may be in the park, or on both sides of the street, or more likely in the yards deep in the alleys. Sometimes, there is a solitary one, standing on a certain street corner or on the side of the street. The merchants moved them out and placed them in flower pots at the door.

The scent of osmanthus is everywhere, making Hangzhou become a somewhat sweet city in this season.

Liu Ligan took a deep breath, walked towards the small door, took out the key from his pocket, opened the door and walked out.

Liu Ligan specifically asked Zhao Jingjing for a key to the small door, just so that he could walk to the roof garden on the other side of the small door on nights like this.

The entire rooftop garden is quiet. Only the second floor leads to the roof. The light at the stairway is still on. The other lights in the garden have been extinguished. The three office buildings next to it, except for the Post and Telecommunications Office, In that building, the lights were still on on the top three floors, but the other houses and floors were also dark.

The third floor was the computer room of the post and telecommunications office. Not only were the lights on, but there was also the faint sound of electricity sizzling. Such sounds made the night seem deeper and quieter.

There were only a few occasional cars passing by on the road to the stadium, and they just rustled silently, and the drivers didn't even bother to blow their horns.

Liu Ligan arrived at the railing where he often stood. Now that he thought about it, this was one of the reasons why he didn't like to move away from here to the terraced house by the river in Mishi. Once you live there, you can only get up in the middle of the night and sit in Mishi. Walking by the Shijiang River, walking by the Mishi River in the middle of the night, they looked like Wang Guowei and Lao She. Even the security guards would probably follow them quietly when they saw them.

After staying there, where can I go to see the center of Hangzhou in the middle of the night? The center of Hangzhou in the night?

After drilling out of the ground in the center of Hangzhou, there was no need to work the night shift at night. The entire construction site became quiet, crouching in the night like a giant beast ready to go. Liu Ligan liked to do this in the night. Looking at it and feeling it, he liked the way it stared at the city but remained silent. This was power, silent power.

After the center of Hangzhou became quiet, the building across the road from the stadium also became quiet. No one threw bottles outside anymore, and no one was scolded as an idiot late at night. Everyone got along in a friendly manner. .

The center of Hangzhou has grown to be as tall as the six-story house opposite. Then, the house will reach the chest, waist, hips, thighs, knees, and finally slide down to the ankles of the center of Hangzhou. , when you want to throw the bottle, you can't reach it.

Liu Li was smoking a cigarette, and the smoke flickered in the dim light.

Next door, the courtyards of the two office buildings are deserted and empty. All the people who were busy during the day have now fallen asleep. That is their dreamland, not my Liu Ligan's. I, Liu Ligan, like this time. Leaning on this railing and smoking, the fireworks flickered on and off.

In the yard of the post and telecommunications building next door, a security guard, probably tired of staying in the security room, walked out. He was a little far away. He didn't see Liu Ligan. He was alone in the yard, kicking an empty box on the ground. Occasionally, , and also sang a line or two loudly, intermittently, turning a good song into a string of sausages, piece by piece.

Liu Ligan thought of the ghost in Binya Village who played billiards every day when he was in Haicheng. He just liked this. While playing billiards, he would say a few sentences. He didn't know if this ghost was still there.

Liu Ligan suddenly thought of Liu Yun again. It had been a long time, and there was no news about her at all. He didn't know where she would go. Nanjing is now a city that Liu Ligan is very familiar with, but there is no Liu Yun in Nanjing. Liu Yun When leaving Haicheng, he told him that he was going to Nanjing, but as soon as Liu Yun flew away, he didn't know where he went.

Just like Zheng Wei flew to no one knows where he went, just like Huang Meili disappeared from Seattle and no one knew where he flew to.

"That laughter reminded me of my flowers/quietly blooming for me in every corner of my life/I thought I would stay by her side forever/today we have left in the vast sea of ​​people/them Are they all old?/Where are they..."

Liu Ligan remembered the very nice song "Those Flowers" from the album "I Go to 2000" released by Pu Shu just this year. Yes, these flowers that once belonged to me, Liu Ligan, have not aged. But where are they?

Liu Ligan thought that Liu Yun said that the ghost in Binya Village was a singer who was delayed by billiards. Liu Ligan thought to himself whether he was Wang Guowei and Lao She who was delayed by real estate. He didn't know, but he knew that Wang Guoweihe Lao She must have been unpeaceful that night. Unlike himself, in the half-darkness, although he was thinking wildly, his mind was calm.

He walked over from his room and stood here, looking at the office building next door and the center of Hangzhou. After smoking a few cigarettes, he would go back to his room and continue to do whatever he had to do when he got up tomorrow.

The security guard no longer kicked the cardboard box, but stood there alone, landing on one foot from time to time, and then suddenly turned a circle to the right, and then suddenly turned a circle to the left. Probably even he himself didn't know what he was doing.

When people are alone in the middle of the night, they always make some strange movements that make them feel surprised during the day. Just like Wang Guowei and Lao She, they plunge into the eternal night while walking, just like Haizi. , walked and lay down on the railway track.

People rarely end their own lives during the day, but at night, when no one is sure, it's hard to tell.

Liu Ligan walked along the railing and reached the top of the post office yard. Liu Ligan called out "Hello". The security guard raised his head and Liu Ligan asked:

"It's so late, why don't you go to bed?"

After asking, Liu Ligan laughed. He should have asked him this. He was at work, and you were the one who stayed up so late and ran to the rooftop garden.

Sure enough, the security guard said, "There's nothing I can do, go to work."

Liu Ligan said: "Thank you for your hard work, come and smoke."

He threw down half the pack of cigarettes in his hand, and some of them scattered in the air. While saying thank you, the security guard bent down and picked up the cigarettes on the ground. When he straightened up, he looked at the roof of the building. There was no one on the roof anymore.

"What a ghost."

The security guard muttered, but looking at the cigarette in his hand, it was real. He clicked his tongue excitedly.

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