Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Although he only earns hard money by cooperating with the military, the biggest benefit of these purchases by the military is not the problem of more money and less money, but that his business will not be under the impact of foreign products because of these orders. be submerged.

With these orders from the military, at least the semiconductor part of his company will survive tenaciously, without the need for blood transfusions from other departments of the group, which will drag down the entire group.

That's what's really good for him.

1990 was really not a good year for Huaguo, with constant external troubles and internal troubles.

From the year [-] when prices broke through the barriers, people across the country bought, bought, bought, and after macro-control, another completely opposite situation appeared, that is, they did not buy.

From the year before last, the people were eager to take out all the money at home and exchange it for goods. This year, it seems that I don’t need any goods. There has been a large-scale reversal.

This has led to the emergence of new contradictions such as weak market sales and underutilization of factories.

In the first half of [-], the country's self-employed households dropped sharply, and there was a depression.

The central government and the State Council issued a series of policies to stabilize the situation, and finally stabilized the situation. It was not until the opening of the Asian Games that everything in Huaguo was back on track.

There are still more than 70 days before the opening of the Asian Games, and the days of suffering are about to pass.

Wan Feng looked at the calendar on the table, July 1990, [-].

Shouldn't something happen these days?

I always thought that something happened in the past two days, but I didn't remember it after thinking about it for a long time.

Forget it, I don't want to go out for a walk.

Wan Feng walked out of the gate of the factory with his hands behind his back like chicken shit, and stood at the gate watching a group of teenagers playing basketball on the court in the center of Nandawan.

The center of Nandawan is a park, which occupies the most central position of Nandawan.

There are flower beds, rockery and an artificial lake, and there is a small island in the middle of the lake.

This is a place for people nearby to relax in summer.

Three or four basketball courts were built in the open space between the south end and north end of the park and the ring road.

Usually, there are people playing in these courses almost every day.

But most of them play at noon or in the evening.

The fewest people play during working hours like morning and afternoon.

Now the school has just finished summer vacation, so there is a group of fourteen or fifteen-year-old teenagers playing ball in a row during this time.

Wan Feng came over when he was idle, ready to be a free audience.

It was still drizzling.

The field is made of concrete, and they are not afraid of the rain. These teenagers don't care about the drizzle, and they play in full swing.

These teenagers are all from Xiaoshutun or Crouching Tiger Village, and Nandawan is the closest of these two villages.

The field was a five-on-five half-court offense and defense. A few teenagers from Xiaoshutun who hadn't been helped on the field saw Wan Feng sitting on a rock on the sidelines and came over.

"Uncle! Is there a ball game going to be held next month?"

uncle!Paralyzed, I have become an uncle?

"Brother! Am I that old?"

Several teenagers laughed: "Brother!"

Now that the boys are called brothers, it's time to answer the questions.

"Yes, there will be a basketball game next month."

"Anyone from our youth group?"

Junior group?

Wan Feng really didn't think about this question.

"You also want to participate?"

The opinions of several teenagers were obviously not unified, some shook their heads and some nodded.

"Why are you shaking your head and nodding again?"

A boy who neither shook his head nor nodded gave the answer.

"The one who nods is almost able to play, and the one who shakes his head is a bad player. Even if there is a game, he can't be selected. It's strange if he doesn't shake his head."

Is there anyone else playing tricks like this?

A teenager who shook his head didn't like to hear it: "I'm really not good at basketball, but I'm good at football. If there is a football game, I will definitely play."

football!

It was as if a bolt of lightning flashed across Wan Feng's mind.

The thing that I thought about in the office for a long time and didn't think of it was finally seduced.

Wan Feng stood up abruptly, turned around and was about to leave, but came back after taking two steps, took out a handful of small change from his pocket, and threw about 30 to [-] yuan to these teenagers.

"Go get some ice cream soda."

The teenagers looked very confused at the money in their hands, why did they give them so much money?

Besides, he hasn't answered whether there is a youth group?

However, it doesn't seem to matter whether there are any junior team games now. The problem now is to eliminate the money.

Wan Feng hurried back to the office, then picked up the phone and dialed a number.

A few seconds later, Lin Lairong's lazy voice rang on the other end of the phone.

"Who is it?"

This stinky bitch is sleeping late again, what's wrong with her sleeping at two o'clock in the afternoon?

Now that I'm sleeping at night, I guess it's easy to go out and run around.

If Tan Sheng really chased Lin Lairong, would Tan Sheng be able to bear it with her life habits?

"Pig! Wake up!"

Chapter 1714 Selling Drawings

Lin Lairong groaned on the other end of the phone, his voice was like a wolf howling.