The Pentium Era - South to North

Mr. Kan asked: "What do you think?"

"There are some, but I haven't thought about it yet." Zhang Xiangbei stood up and said to Mr. Kan: "I will think about it carefully, and you will think about it too."

Mr. Kan agreed, and Zhang Xiangbei walked toward the door. When he reached the door, Zhang Xiangbei turned around and said to Mr. Kan:

"Think bigger, don't get stuck on those trivial things, and don't worry about me for dinner, I want to sleep."

Think big? How old? What is a trivial matter? Mr. Kan watched the door close behind Zhang Xiangbei and was stunned for a while. In his opinion, as a general manager, he faced trivial things every day, and maybe there would be trivial things on the ground. This would make him Thinking big, where can he think of going?

Mr. Kan shook his head. He felt that his brain couldn't keep up with Zhang Xiangbei's thinking. He didn't feel like this just today. It was a feeling he had often had since he met Zhang Xiangbei. The more The more he couldn't keep up, the more he wanted to keep up. This was probably why he liked being with Zhang Xiangbei so much. He felt that he could learn a lot from him.

Zhang Xiangbei went downstairs, walked around the village committee building, and then walked into the supermarket and bought two barrels of Master Kong spicy beef noodles and a pack of Shuanghui ham sausage, which he put in a plastic bag. In hand, instead of driving, I walked back.

When Zhang Xiangbei woke up, it was completely dark outside. He looked at his watch and saw that it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. Zhang Xiangbei got out of bed, took an electric kettle to the bathroom, filled the water, and boiled it.

He took a bucket of instant noodles, couldn't find the scissors, and tore open the seasoning package with his hands, cursing at the same time. These idiots make seasoning packages that are always so difficult to tear. They don't think of a way. Not now. There is already a film made of cornstarch, why can't we use that for packaging? If we don't want to tear it, we can just soak the seasoning package in it.

Zhang Xiangbei thought of Gu Gong. He thought that if Gu Gong was Master Kong's engineer, he would definitely find a way to solve this problem. These people are so ungrateful.

Zhang Xiangbei then tore open two ham sausages with his teeth, broke them into two pieces, and put them into the noodle bucket.

Even though he was very careful, when he just tore off the seasoning package, the seasoning juice still stuck to his fingers. Zhang Xiangbei took out a napkin and wiped it, and put two fingers together. The spicy oil on his fingers was still a little sticky. He stood Get up, go to the bathroom and wash your hands. When you come back, the boiling water in the electric teapot is also boiling.

Zhang Xiangbei poured boiling water into the noodle bucket and closed the lid. The lid tilted up. Zhang Xiangbei took his own plate and pressed it on it.

Zhang Xiangbei picked up his cell phone, leaned back in his chair, and dialed Wu Huan's number.

The call went through, and Zhang Xiangbei asked her about the situation in Hangzhou. Wu Huan told him that everything was normal. By the way, Mang Chao called me today. He said that after the New Year, it would be best for the two of us to arrange time. , went to Taipei together to help him with advice. He said that we only need to apply for the Taiwan pass and hand it over to the people in their Hangzhou company, and they will handle the other procedures.

Zhang Xiangbei said okay, let's go there.

While Zhang Xiangbei and Wu Huan were still talking, Xiang Nan called once. After Zhang Xiangbei hung up Wu Huan's phone, he dialed and asked Xiang Nan where Zhang Xiangbei was. Zhang Xiangbei said he had just gone to bed. Wake up, in the room.

"Hurry up and show me Aunt Xiaozhao." Xiang Nan said.

Zhang Xiangbei said yes, he stood up, walked to the photo, turned on the camera, and showed Xiangnan the photo of Xiao Zhao on the wall.

"It's so beautiful." Xiangnan praised, "Zhang Xiangbei, let me ask you a question."

"what is the problem?"

"Do you think our future children will look like Aunt Xiaozhao?" Xiang Nan asked.

Zhang Xiangbei laughed and said, "It doesn't matter. I'm like you or my mother. They're both beautiful. Just don't be like me."

"Go, go, stop flattering." Xiang Nan said, "When will you come back?"

"It may take a few days." Zhang Xiangbei said.

"How many more days will it take? The Chinese New Year will be in a few days. By the way, we will go to Hangzhou the day after tomorrow." Xiangnan said, "Aunt Huijuan told me that the stage of Tuxiangyuan Hotel is ready. Let’s go there early and walk the stage with Hang Ge.”

Zhang Xiangbei said yes, I will rush back as soon as I finish my work here.

"Okay, I'll pick you up at the airport. By the way, Zhang Xiangbei, have you had a good meal?" Xiangnan asked.

Zhang Xiangbei looked at the instant noodles on the table and lied: "It's delicious. How could I treat myself badly?"

Xiangnan called Zhang Xiangbei backstage during a break in the performance. Xiangnan said, "I'm about to go on stage, bye."

Before Zhang Xiangbei could finish saying "Bye", Xiangnan had already hung up the phone.

Zhang Xiangbei took away the tablet, opened the lid of the bucket of noodles, and ate instant noodles.

After eating the noodles, his body started to feel warm. Zhang Xiangbei walked to the window and looked down. The yard below was pitch dark, with only the light from his window projecting his figure onto the peach tree. Above, the breeze was blowing, and the branches and leaves of the peach trees were swaying in his figure, just like Zhang Xiangbei's mood at the moment, which was constantly turbulent and clueless.

Zhang Xiangbei sighed softly.

He walked to Xiaofang's room next door, turned on the light and walked in. He opened the cupboard door and took out a Zhang Chen's down coat. This coat was from when Zhang Chen was in Chongqing during the Spring Festival last year and was preparing to come here. I bought it at Universal Shopping Center and didn’t take it with me when I left.

Zhang Xiangbei put his down coat on and walked downstairs. Xiao Bian hadn't come back yet. It was pitch dark downstairs. Zhang Xiangbei didn't turn on the light, but walked to the door, opened it and walked out.

Zhang Xiangbei walked to the stone bench under the peach tree and sat down. He took a deep breath. He felt that the strong smell of instant noodles in his mouth was gone. Zhang Xiangbei took another deep breath.

Zhang Xiangbei sat there. Although he was separated by a down coat, it didn't take long for him to feel cold under his buttocks. However, he had no intention of standing up and continued to sit there and think blankly.

Zhang Xiangbei thought about what he had said to Mr. Kan in the afternoon, and thought about the big picture. He also warned himself, thinking about the big picture, if you stick to one thing at a time, you may lose your way.

The cold wind at night stung his face, but Zhang Xiangbei didn't notice it. He thought a lot. His thoughts roamed in the night sky. He thought of the places he had been and the many people he had met.

He even thought about what President Salovey, that old Su, said to them at their Yale graduation ceremony, "Improving the World". Yes, improving the world sounds like such a grand thing, but it can be such a small thing. , grand enough to give people hope, small enough to make people down-to-earth, with an attitude of rising to the top.

Zhang Xiangbei sat up straight, opened his arms, and swung his arms back twice.

Zhang Xiangbei picked up his cell phone and called Xiaofang. The phone rang a few times before being pressed down. Then his WeChat ringtone rang. Xiaofang requested a video call. Zhang Xiangbei clicked to accept. However, he appeared in The person on the screen was not Xiaofang, but Zhang Xiangxi. As soon as Zhang Xiangxi saw Zhang Xiangbei, he giggled:

"Beibei, why are you so dark? You are darker than a little black cat. I can hardly see you."

Zhang Xiangbei smiled and said, "I'm outside in the yard. Do you still remember? I'm under the peach tree."

"Quickly show me, Beibei, whether my peach blossoms have grown into peaches." Zhang Xiangxi shouted.

Zhang Xiangbei turned the camera to the peach tree above his head, and Zhang Xiangxi shouted: "I can't see anything, Beibei."

"Idiot." Xiaofang scolded from behind, "It's been a year, and your peach blossom has already grown into a peach."

"What about peaches?" Zhang Xiangxi asked, "But I didn't see peaches either."

"Of course the peach was picked or blown away by the wind." Xiaofang said, "Give me the phone."

"Mom, let me tell you, I want to say the last words to Beibei again, very important words." Zhang Xiangxi turned his head, raised a finger and said to Xiaofang, then turned back and continued to talk to Zhang Xiangbei :

"Beibei, can you help me find where my peach is?"

Zhang Xiangbei said yes, I will ask Grandpa tomorrow.

The phone returned to Xiaofang's hand, and Xiaofang asked, Beibei, have you thought about it?

Zhang Xiangbei nodded and said, "I have thought about it." He then told Xiaofang his vague but now clear thoughts to Xiaofang. Xiaofang listened quietly and said to Zhang Xiangbei:

"Beibei, have you ever thought about it? If you do this, Yubei Company will probably not only have no profit, but may also need to pay for your "Zhai Xian Delivery"."

Zhang Xiangbei said yes, I have thought about this, "However, we did not expect the supply base to make money for us. As long as it is stable, we must make changes if we want stability here."

Xiaofang said: "This is not a small move, but it will strain your muscles and bones. Whether it can meet your expectations in the end is still unknown."

"I know, but I want to give it a try. If possible, maybe this is another new path, another 'Suishuang'." Zhang Xiangbei said.

"The idea is good, Beibei, but you have to think about the difficulties fully. Once you start doing it, there will be no room for maneuver. After all, there are so many people involved, and there will be internal and external pressure and conflicts."

Xiaofang and Zhang Xiangbei said: "In the final analysis, Yubei Company is just a company under your Chongqing branch of 'Zhaixianshou'. If you do this, it will put pressure on the Chongqing company. It can be said that it will change the company's values. Another set of assessment standards must be developed.”

"I will communicate with them." Zhang Xiangbei said.

"As for Liu Yun and Xiaohu, should you talk to them or should I talk to them?" Xiaofang asked, "With your dad, as long as you want to do something, he, like me, will support you, but they both I still need to say hello."

"I'll call them tomorrow," Zhang Xiangbei said.

Xiaofang said yes, go to bed early, Beibei, and the weather is so cold, don't stay in the yard, be careful of catching a cold.

Zhang Xiangbei hung up the phone with Xiaofang, and then called Mr. Kan to ask where he was.

"I was waiting in the office, and Xiaobian was here too. I was thinking that you might come to us today, haha, and sure enough, you did." Mr. Kan said.

Zhang Xiangbei smiled and said, "Okay, I'll be right over."

"Would you like me to drive over and pick you up?"

Xiao Bian called from behind, Zhang Xiangbei said no, I might have arrived before you even drove here.

Zhang Xiangbei stood up, walked over and closed the door. The lights upstairs were not turned off yet, so he didn't bother to go upstairs. Instead, he turned around and walked out of the courtyard door.

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