The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

January 17th is the Little New Year in the north.

Lin Zhiyuan slept until he woke up naturally, which was rare. When he opened his eyes, he found that it was already ten o'clock in the morning. The villa was very quiet. Su Jin and Asu were gone. There was a note on the table, "I took Asu to Sister Feifei's house. There is breakfast in the refrigerator. You can heat it up before eating."

Lin Zhiyuan lazily went to the bathroom to wash up, then heated up breakfast.

After eating, he went to his parents' villa. Today was the New Year's Eve, and he wanted to ask his mother how to arrange dinner in the evening? Should we eat at home or go out?

After entering the room, I saw my parents, Su Qiancheng, and Aunt Wang playing mahjong.

Ning Xiufen looked up and saw her son coming in. "Are you awake? I have something to tell you. Xiaohai came over this morning. He booked a table at the International Hotel for us to eat there."

"Okay!" Seeing that they were fighting enthusiastically, Lin Zhiyuan simply turned around and went out to Zhou Hai's villa without even taking off his shoes.

As soon as I entered the room, I heard the sound of mahjong again.

Su Jin, Lin Ningjing, Sha Feifei and Liang Jing were also playing mahjong. The four women all had rosy faces and were obviously addicted to the game.

As expected, out of one billion people, nine hundred million are useless. Lin Zhiyuan was rational and did not provoke them.

On the other side of the living room, Asu, Xiao An and Xiao Qiu were playing games under the guidance of Shen Juan and were also having a lot of fun.

"Where's Brother Hai?"

Sha Feifei pointed towards the kitchen and Lin Zhiyuan walked over. Zhou Hai was cooking noodles inside. He was wearing a floral apron and had a sad face. He looked extremely funny.

Lin Zhiyuan took a quick look and fled the villa. It's better to let Brother Hai cook the noodles obediently!

The weather outside is very cold, the temperature should be around minus fifteen degrees Celsius.

Lin Zhiyuan put his hands in his pockets, walked out of Jing Hua Yuan, and strolled to the nearby Xinhua Street morning market.

It is nearly eleven o'clock now. If it were usual, the morning market would have been over long ago, but because it is the New Year, it is still very lively here.

The hawkers and the citizens buying vegetables jointly composed a sonata of booming sales. Even the severe cold could not extinguish the enthusiasm of the people in Northeast China to purchase New Year's goods.

Lin Zhiyuan didn't buy anything, he just looked around and strolled around.

In front of a seafood stall, Lin Zhiyuan unexpectedly saw two acquaintances.

It was a family of three. The old lady and her daughter were supporting an old man on the left and right. The old man had six fingers on his left hand and seven fingers on his right hand, which were obviously manifestations of the sequelae of cerebral thrombosis. The daughter who was supporting him was tall. Although she didn't look young, she exuded a heroic spirit from head to toe.

Gu Yanqing and Gu Xiaobai.

Two people who had almost disappeared from Lin Zhiyuan's memory were now standing about five meters away from him.

Judging from Gu Yanqing's appearance, he must have fallen ill not long ago.

Lin Zhiyuan hesitated for a moment, thought for a few seconds, and finally decided not to go up and say hello. He and Gu Yanqing were not that close.

Just when Lin Zhiyuan decided to leave quietly, Gu Xiaobai suddenly turned her head in this direction. It was obvious that she recognized Lin Zhiyuan.

Lin Zhiyuan smiled at her politely, then walked past her. Neither of them spoke, like two trains passing each other, going farther and farther away.

"Xiaobai, what do you think of this crab?" Gu Yanqing's wife called her daughter. After calling her several times, Gu Xiaobai finally woke up from her dream. "It's pretty good. Let's buy some!"

Gu Yanqing suddenly spoke, spitting out words one by one in a slurred voice, "Crab, give it to my daughter, eat it!"

In 1994, Gu Yanqing was transferred from the position of director of the Ge'an Public Security Bureau to the Legal Affairs Committee of the National People's Congress and became completely idle.

Last September, he was hospitalized for cerebral thrombosis. Gu Xiaobai, who had previously resigned from his police position and had been living outside the city, rushed back to Ge'an to take care of his father.

Since Gu Xiaobai divorced Luo Zheng's son Luo Yongxing, she went to the south to do business. She has not married yet, but she has had several boyfriends.

Thanks to the timely rescue, Gu Yanqing saved his life, but he was left with some sequelae, and he took the opportunity to apply for medical retirement.

Among all the former Public Security Bureau chiefs of Ge'an, Gu Yanqing was the most unfortunate one, just like a meteor that flashed by. Because his tenure was too short, many police officers who joined the work later did not know that they had had such a chief.

Gu Xiaobai paid the money and took a bag of crabs that were still dripping from the hawker. She looked around, but she could no longer see Lin Zhiyuan.

Gu Xiaobai felt lost.

"Xiaobai, who are you looking for? Did you meet someone you know?"

"Mom, no, let's continue shopping!" Gu Xiaobai supported Gu Yanqing, and the family of three walked unsteadily.

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It has been three years since he last celebrated the New Year in Ge'an. After the Little New Year, Lin Zhiyuan began to visit his elders, relatives and friends from house to house.

Apart from his grandparents, grandmother and aunt, Lin Zhiyuan only saw four old leaders, Qiu Ruhai, Yao Peichen who had just returned to Ge'an for the New Year, Xu Dayou who had just retired, and Jin Huaying.

Given his current status, there aren't many people in a small place like Ge'an who he can personally visit to wish them a happy new year.

On the other hand, the Ge'an government heard that Lin Zhiyuan would be spending the New Year in his hometown this year, so they sent someone to deliver a generous gift. After all, Lin Zhiyuan is now the leader of a large agency in Yanjing, and who knows when he will be able to play a role.

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This year's New Year's Eve was on January 23rd. The Lin and Su families, together with the Zhou family, booked the largest private room at the International Hotel and had a lively reunion dinner.

Zhou Tian, ​​who had been running around outside, also came back. He talked with Lin Zhiyuan about the recent situation in Shenzhou City.

Now Shenzhou City has become the largest wholesaler of Shenzhou products in the whole of Europe, handling countless kinds of goods every year.

Zhou Tian and Xie Zhiwen have a clear division of labor. Xie Zhiwen expands the territory abroad, while Zhou Tian organizes the supply of goods domestically.

Ever since he heard Lin Zhiyuan mention that Shenzhou would definitely join the WTO and that there was great potential for foreign trade in the future, Zhou Tian acquired several clothing and toy factories in China and his business was booming.

"Zhiyuan, you are in Yanjing now, and you are more informed than us. Can Shenzhou join the WTO? These bastards from the United States keep trying to trip us up. They are really no good." Zhou Tian became furious when he mentioned this.

He is a practitioner in the foreign trade industry. Unlike ordinary people, he is very concerned about China's entry into the WTO.

It's no wonder Zhou Tian is angry. In the past ten years, China's foreign trade has always been strangled by the United States. Every year, it has to wait for the United States to approve the most-favored-nation treatment and quotas. If there is a group of people in China who want to join the WTO the most, they are definitely the group that is most looking forward to it.

Zhou Tian dreams that the products distributed by Shenzhou City can enter the markets of five continents without any obstacles.