Rebirth: My 80s

evening.

In dormitory building A of the old Huadian factory.

Li Jiankun still lives here. Firstly, he is nostalgic by nature, and secondly, he usually does not stay in the Special Administrative Region for long and is too lazy to move.

On the red lacquered wooden coffee table in the room.

There are a few side dishes that have just been delivered from the cafeteria.

There are spicy and sour clams, braised mixed fish in sauce, fried hairtail, pork head, plus a smashed cucumber and peanuts.

Next to it stood a bottle of Moutai with an iron cap.

There are food and wine, but no drinkers.

Lin Xinjia, who went to call for help, hasn't returned yet.

Li Jiankun sat back on the red lacquered wooden sofa, holding a book called "Origin of Surnames" in his hand.

"Ying" is the surname of an ancient tribe and was officially established during the reign of Emperor Shun.

The book quotes a passage from the Records of the Grand Historian:

[Bo Yi assisted Shun in taming birds and beasts. Many of them became docile, and Shun gave him the surname Ying.]

In other words, the Ying clan originated from Bo Yi.

There is also this passage in the book:

[Jin Tianshi Shaohao's great-grandson was Bo Yi, who assisted Dayu in controlling floods and made great contributions. The King of Xia granted Bo Yi's son Ruomu the title of Duke of Xu...]

He became the king by establishing a new territory.

Bo Yi's son had his own territory.

Xu Guo...

There was a noise outside the door.

Li Jiankun glanced over and said, "The door is not locked."

squeak-

The door is pushed open.

Lin Xinjia walked in first, followed by a spirited young man with a shiny forehead.

Wang Shi bowed and said, "Mr. Li."

Li Jiankun nodded and raised his hand to signal him to sit anywhere.

The reason why Wang Shi was called over was because Lin Xinjia received news from Yangcheng this afternoon.

The Qinglan Society, just as Lin Xinjia speculated, is similar to a chamber of commerce.

A secret chamber of commerce, not open to the public.

So few people know about it.

This chamber of commerce only deals with big business, or the most profitable business, which is mostly gray business that ordinary people cannot do, such as importing goods and foreign exchange transactions...

Wang Shi is doing both of these things.

Li Jiankun motioned Lin Xinjia to open the wine, looked at Wang Shi, and asked with a smile:

"How's business?"

"Thanks to you, it's not bad. But, I'm just making a small fuss, it's not worthy of your attention, hehe..."

Wang Shi smiled but looked quite reserved.

The better he got and the higher he climbed, the more he realized how terrifying the man in front of him was.

Yes, horror.

Many times he felt that he was quite a successful person. Two years ago, he set up a "Modern Science and Education Instrument Exhibition and Sales Center". Taking advantage of the trend of major replacement of office equipment in public institutions, he expanded his business across the country.

Today, the company is worth tens of millions.

But the peer opposite him was as terrifying as an endless abyss. Wang Shi didn't even dare to find out how deep his depth was.

Just one thing I know so far.

Whenever he thought of it, Wang Shi would exclaim "Fuck" -

They run a bank.

motherfucker.

Can we be reasonable?

There are few banks in the country.

Who can open a bank these days? !

Wang Shi had deduced how this was accomplished at least a hundred times in his mind, but not once could he come up with a logical conclusion.

He didn't believe that for such a big thing as opening a bank, the higher-ups didn't even know who the boss behind the bank was.

Information from multiple channels shows that Mr. Li is a serious gay...

Wang Shi didn't dare to let the other person speak. He held the white porcelain wine cup in both hands, took the wine poured by Lin Xinjia, and asked proactively: "You came to me, is there something you want me to do?"

His expression was one of "just following orders".

After Li Jiankun clinked glasses with him, he asked, "Do you know the Qinglan Club?"

Wang Shi was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"Talk about it."

Wang Shi put down his empty cup and reported his work:

“These three words are very secretive and do not appear anywhere in the open. Only those who have dealt with them know them.

“I dealt with them once.

“It was a time of reversal.

“Of course, they take the lion’s share, and I earn my hard-earned money.

"This group of people are all relatively young and come from all over the country, mainly from the north. However, they are very powerful and have very strong family backgrounds..."

After Wang Shi said this, Li Jiankun understood.

Second generation.

There are no rich second generations these days.

What the second generation is is self-evident.

In fact, in Li Jiankun’s “information database”, this is not news.

I heard from others in my previous life that there are indeed quite a few second-generation profiteers these days.

It’s just not clear, there are still the second generations huddled together.

After Wang Shi finished speaking, Li Jiankun asked again: "Do you know Master Ying?"

Wang Shi hesitated for a moment before nodding, his lips moving as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

"No one will know that you told me these things," said Li Jiankun.

Wang Shi then secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "I have met him once."

It has to be Shitou Wang. There were few people in the country who were more wild than him in the 1980s. By the way, didn’t he write a book later, called "Wild Growth"?

Li Jiankun sipped his wine and sneered, "Ying is a fake surname, right?"

Wang Shi followed with a smile: "How can there be someone with the last name Ying?"

Li Jiankun put down the wine cup, leaned back on the sofa, and crossed his arms over his chest: "His last name is Xu, right?"

"Xu? No no."

Ok?

Li Jiankun froze with a sneer on his face. After a while, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who is it?"

Wang Shi subconsciously glanced at Lin Xinjia.

"You don't have to worry about him."

Even though Li Jiankun said this, Wang Shi still stood up cautiously, leaned close to his ear and whispered something.

Li Jiankun's eyes widened subconsciously.

No wonder Wang Shi is so cautious.

This person's identity is known to everyone.

Li Jiankun originally thought that this Master Ying was Xu Qingyou.

Although Xu's father's promotion was like riding a rocket, Xu Qingyou, who had to go directly to Building No. 1 of Zhejiang Provincial Compound whenever he returned home, was nothing compared to this man.

That year, Li Jiankun was summoned to the Forbidden City and met this man's father once.

"Youngest son?" Li Jiankun looked at Wang Shi and asked.

"The youngest in the family, maybe... a little spoiled. His father definitely doesn't know what he did in the South."

Li Jiankun looked thoughtful. He raised his hand and told Wang Shi and Lin Xinjia to drink and not to bother with him.

It is unlikely that this person would target him.

There is no grudge between them, I have never seen anyone like them.

To put it bluntly, it's all about money.

What Li Jiankun is thinking about now is whether he should let the other party make a profit?

He also thought that if the two parties had known each other for a long time and the other party asked him to "borrow" some money, then it would be easy to say.

Do it this way...

Even if they had no intention of targeting him, in reality they wanted to control him.

A little unhappy.

……

……

It was past nine o'clock in the evening, and the streets were busy with cars and neon lights flashing.

In 1986, Guangzhou already looked like a city that never sleeps.

However, when the Mercedes-Benz drives on the road, it still attracts 100% of the attention.

The Mercedes turned a corner on the street.

Drive into an unknown street in Baiyun District.

The streets are narrow, and if there is an oncoming car, it is difficult to pass.

Fortunately, there aren’t many cars these days, and even fewer above Class C.

Although it is an ordinary little street, there is a dance hall with a large entrance hidden inside.

The name is quite characteristic of the era, it is called "Red Rose".

Outside the dance hall, there were several groups of young men and women wearing bell-bottom pants, frog-eye glasses, and with long or curly hair, smoking cigarettes and chatting with each other.

After seeing the Mercedes Benz slowly approaching.

Everything became quiet.

They subconsciously made way, their eyes widening.

People who often come to Red Rose to play are no longer surprised by things like crowns and dukes.

But a Mercedes-Benz is really rare.

Not to mention it was a Mercedes-Benz with a black license plate.

"What foreign embassy car?"

"Damn it, I told you to study but you didn't. This is not an official car, it's a money car, belonging to some foreign boss."

Snapped!

After the vehicle stopped, Zhang Fu got out of the passenger seat and opened the left rear door.

The appearance of the "foreign big boss" surprised several groups of bad guys who were watching from the sidelines.

It turned out to be a man with black hair and yellow skin, about the same age as them.

Several little sisters looked strange.

So handsome!

Li Jiankun did dress up tonight, wearing a tailor-made suit, and his short hair, which was parted 2:8, was waxed and combed sideways back.

Matching his tall and strong figure.

A domineering president from later generations.

The aura is twenty meters.

After much thought, he decided to come over and talk to Mr. Ying about some principles.

For example, let the other party know for whom he wants to buy the house.

What do these people do?

The profound significance of this cause.

Children from such families, even if they are young and frivolous, should still be able to know the big picture through the influence of their surroundings.

This Red Rose belongs to the Qinglan Society.

"We want to fly to that faraway place and see that the world is not so desolate..."

"Zhang San's Song" leaked out from the crack in the door.

The nature of the song should determine the style of this dance hall.

There is a corridor about five meters long at the entrance, behind which is a large, tightly closed iron door. There are people guarding the door and selling tickets.

It’s quite expensive, five yuan per ticket.

After entering the dance hall, I found it to be quite tasteful without any chaos.

Under the revolving lights, accompanied by soothing music, young men and women hugged each other and danced Slow Three and Slow Four.

But the hug was tighter than in ordinary dance halls.

"Gentlemen, do you need a seat?"

A male waiter in a white shirt and black trousers came over.

Li Jiankun waved his hand, motioning him to come closer. After the male waiter passed his ear, Li Jiankun said, "I'm looking for Master Ying."

"this way please."

The waiter had already seen that the three people were not simple people, and was not surprised, so he became more attentive.

He led Li Jiankun and the others along the side of the dance floor and walked towards the inside.

squeak-

In the dim light, a dark wooden door that Li Jiankun had not noticed just now was pushed open.

There is another world inside the dance hall.

What catches your eye is a billiards hall.

There are probably ten pool tables, and the young men and women playing pool here are obviously dressed more appropriately.

Some of the girls were pretty.

There are some rooms surrounding the billiard hall, and singing can be heard coming from them.

It should be a karaoke box.

In this era, this place is considered an entertainment city.

Noticing the noise, people in the billiard hall looked towards the door.

At this time, the male waiter who led Li Jiankun in trotted a few steps and approached a young man holding a golf club and wearing a big gold chain. After muttering something, he turned and left without paying any more attention to Li Jiankun and the other two.

After handing the club to someone beside him, "Big Gold Chain" looked Li Jiankun and his party up and down while walking forward:

"Are you looking for Master Ying?"

Li Jiankun nodded.

"You look unfamiliar. Where are you from?"

"Special Zone."

"what is it call?"

"Li Jiankun."

"Wait."

There is a cave on the top of the billiard hall.

It's a jump layer.

The "big gold chain" went up the wooden spiral staircase, step by step.

The waiting time was longer than Li Jiankun had imagined.

About a quarter of an hour later, "Big Gold Chain" came back and led them into an empty karaoke box next to the billiard hall.

"Wait!"

"Big Gold Chain" left after saying these two words.

Zhang Gui looked unhappy: "What a big shot."

Li Jiankun sat down on the long sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

Perhaps another quarter of an hour later, he heard a noise and Li Jiankun slowly opened his eyes. Then, his pupils contracted slightly.

I saw a group of three people walking in.

The two behind also look like bodyguards.

The leader had a face that looked like a scumbag.

Li Jiankun is all too familiar with this.

This person greeted with a smile:

"Old classmate, long time no see."