Zhang Yifu was still not sure about his idea, so he had to signal her to be more stable.

Xiang Xiaofei had no choice but to swallow the words back.

As we chatted, the party inside reached its closing rhythm. People in groups of three or three began to walk out of the hotel, and it was difficult for the three of them to continue sitting on the steps. Song Xiaoni went back to find her parents, while Zhang Yifu pulled Xiang Xiaofei aside and spoke privately.

"Brother, are you moved?" Xiang Xiaofei asked in a low voice.

"It's a bit, but I can't get it right." Zhang Yifu hesitated, "I have to go to the site to see if the factory has development potential."

"I have to think about it. The contracting is not only about paying money, but also about supporting those people." Xiang Xiaofei said seriously, "Even if the computer order is finally completed, I am afraid that it will not be able to sustain the factory's consumption for one or two years."

"After one or two years, I can do a lot of things."

"Who did?"

"This is what I'm worried about now." Zhang Yifu knew that if he had done it drastically, he would probably fade out of the system. But if he didn't do it, Xiang Xiaofei would not have any skills and would not be able to fight this factory. What's more, a girl in her early 20s, how could she be able to defend the people of the factory? Ji Jing's old men are not comparable to those of the men in Zhao Hongqi's village.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yifu finally said: "In this way, before the Spring Festival, Director Zhou married his daughter. There is a banquet. You can take 500 yuan to wait for an opportunity to explore the wind, so I won't come forward."

"It costs 500? That's how much?"

"By the way, my dad is also promoted."

"Only 500? That's so little?"

“…”

Xibi and Zhang Yifu and his family returned home comfortably. Lao Zhang was fed a lot tonight for various reasons. After a simple washing, he fell asleep, but Ning Lan still wiped the floor tirelessly in the living room.

The brother and sister waited for an opportunity to hold my mother and sit on the sofa and talked about the promotion.

"What? Director Wang said?!" Ning Lan stared at her eyes and said in surprise, "Want to mention your dad?"

"Speak softly." Zhang Yifu didn't expect me to be so surprised and quickly made a gesture to stop. "It's just that there are signs, and we still have to work hard here."

"Yifu, don't lie to mom." Ning Lan excitedly held Zhang Yifu's arms, "The bureau... does this mean in the bureau??"

"Director Wang said it very clearly. But before the completion, don't make any statement."

Ning Lan stared at Zhang Yifu, looking at her mature and sensible son. Listening to the snoring of her husband in the room, her eyes gradually became wet, and finally she choked up: "How many years have you been...How many years have you been..."

"Mom, don't be excited. It's not done yet." Zhang Yifu really didn't know how to persuade her.

"Brother, you really don't understand." Xiang Xiaofei sighed from the side, "Aunt Ning has suffered a lot more than your father in recent years."

"Not bitter, no bitter..." Ning Lan forced her smile, "What's the hardship? Life is just a good life."

Put yourself in the shoes of a woman, and think from the perspective of a woman. My heart is indeed more tiring than my father.

It is true that Zhang Guodong is a kind person. His self-esteem makes him unable to do many things, so he would rather be alone. This is because of this, he looks down on many things. Therefore, in most cases, Zhang Guodong is in a state of "birth". He does not listen or hear, does not want to be impatient. You play with yours, and I do it.

In other words, this is also a kind of numbness, a kind of heartlessness.

To put it more extreme, this is also a kind of selfishness.

Because Ning Lan is not a great man and has limited books to read, she can't think of the big reason, so she knows one thing: to live and live a good life. When Zhang Guodong was demoted that time, her life also changed. She was once a respected wife of a director, but suddenly she became the wife of a dielectric meter maintenance worker. Even when facing the wife of the young section chief who was separated by a wall, she could only be humble. As for the rolling eyes in the unit, the gap she felt naturally more.

But Ning Lan never said anything, nor did she accuse Zhang Guodong of "not fighting". She was just a down-to-earth woman who took care of the family, raised her son, and lived a good life. When Zhang Guodong was drinking bitter wine and lamenting the world, Ning Lan had to tirelessly manage this family, coaxing the beautiful roads across the wall, hoping to make up for the "slow" husband's losses suffered in the unit through her own efforts.

No complaints for a day or two, ordinary people can do it, but for more than ten years, they have always played their role diligently, never put pressure on their husbands, never let their lonely husbands suffer more, never put pressure on their sons, and never twisted their sons' worldview. A woman can be called great when she makes this happen.

Among those fragments of memory, Zhang Yifu's emotions were gradually touched.

"Mom, don't be sad. It's a good life in the future. I'll have a son to support you." Zhang Yifu said with emotion.

It would be fine if I didn't say it, but as soon as I said this, Ning Lan, who had already wiped away her tears, broke the dam and couldn't help crying. She ran all the way to the bathroom, fearing that her children would see her.

"This is what you say, a filial son!" Xiang Xiaofei smiled and patted the brother, "This sentence has been enough for Aunt Ning to be happy for more than a year."

"You are poor, you can't just say nothing." Zhang Yifu coughed, "You run away from you and keep an eye on this matter. If you have the chance to meet the wife of the leader above, remember to give a few compliments."

"What's my business?"

"Let's go long and catch big fish, and conquer the leaders, start by conquering their wives."

“…”

Xiang Xiaofei became less and less aware of what the brother was thinking.

The next day, Sunday, this was the last day of Zhang Yifu's return to Jijing, and this day also had a clear purpose.

The main road, the small road, the broken road, and after more than forty minutes of bumpyness, Heisang, with the character Ji, arrived at a magical place - Zhongguancun.

The development of Jijing is inseparable from four core regions.

Business - Xidan.

Finance - Financial Street.

Economy - International Trade.

it—Zhongguancun.

It can be said that with the development of these four core regions, Jijing has become a microcosm of the development of becoming a modern international metropolis, and it is also a super source of contribution to the financial contribution of Jijing Municipal Government.

But at this moment... it seems that it is still a little bit short of meaning.

At this moment, there is no shadow of various buildings, no foundation, and not even perfect the Internet. Even those Internet giants don’t think about it. Even Lenovo, which is more advanced, is only in an unknown small building.

Zhongguancun, which is crowded in the future, is now just a crowded street, with extremely ordinary buildings on both sides, with only six floors at the highest level, and there is still a long way to go from prosperity.

Zhang Yifu and Xiang Xiaofei got out of the car and began to study along the road.

Although the building is broken, there are quite a lot of people here. Looking at the ordinary people, they are actually considered to be at the forefront of it. If one of them is a young man, he will become the future boss.

Along the way, there were various advertisements, most of which were concentrated on computer hardware. It seems that the wave of personal PCs has begun to brew, and these people who are ahead are trying their best to strive for it.

"The people in this place are all real geniuses." Zhang Yifu looked around, unable to imagine the future.

"Genius?" Xiang Xiaofei couldn't understand Zhang Yifu's words at all, "You said that these people who rush to computers are just second-hand dealers?"

"The second-deao dealers are also divided into when and where to deal." Zhang Yifu smiled, "Look, most people are still obsessed with factories and iron rice bowls at this time, and they still count on organizations and units, but these people in front of them bravely gave up on those and saw a way to work hard on their own."

"Haha." Xiang Xiaofei looked around, "How many Jijing people do you think there are people on this street? I bet that people who came here to do business only because they couldn't survive."

"This..." Zhang Yifu has to admit that the people of Jijing are too used to being at ease. Even in this era where gold is everywhere, they cannot find the opportunities in front of them and are too lazy to bow their heads to pick them up. And those who have the eyesight or are forced by life go here like crazy and start to divide the cake of the era regardless of everything.

As he was talking, a young man in a leather jacket and cigarette came towards him. He met the two of them and asked skillfully in an external accent: "Master, do you want a yellow card?"

"Yellow card? What is yellow card?" Zhang Yifu was stunned. He thought for a long time. How could there be something he didn't know? Could it be that it was a slander, was it a yellow plate a movie?

After a few turns in his heart, Zhang Yifu realized that this yellow card must be ""! It's too high-end! People are lucky these days!

Zhang Yifu is really curious about the quality of this film these days...what will happen? Is it from Japan or Europe or the United States?

He was about to ask again in a low voice, but heard Xiang Xiaofei next to him laughing and said, "Brother, you don't know this? The yellow card is the card of the game console."

"Ha?" Zhang Yifu looked puzzled.

The young man wearing a leather jacket also smiled and said, "Master, what do you think? It's the FC card and the learning machine card. We have all the same ones here, and we can get one to last ten."

Zhang Yifu slapped his head, it was so fucking embarrassing. It really couldn't keep up with the pace of the IT market.

Seeing Zhang Yifu's expression, the young man secretly glanced at Xiang Xiaofei again and said to Zhang Yifu: "Master, I can find the kind of thing you want for you..."

"What is the storage medium?" Zhang Yifu asked with his eyebrows raised.

"Cough..." Xiang Xiaofei couldn't stand it anymore and reminded Zhang Yifu to do serious things.

Zhang Yifu quickly retracted his thoughts and shook his head at the young man: "Friends, we are here to see the computer. I won't buy game cards anymore, thank you."

"Do you buy a computer? Then it's right to find me." The young man quickly put out the cigarette butts. This is a big business, and it's much more profitable than a game card worth dozens of yuan per card. "Two masters, are you buying it for the unit or individual?" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!