Nirvana of Rebirth

Chapter 4 Another Year of King Hu Chen

The tears of the survivors were in the dust, and Wang Shi looked south for another year.

Since the New Year’s party at Nanda New Year’s Day, the people in bedroom 602 watched the charming performance of many beauties in the School of Economics. After Xiao Xu woke up, he usually sat on the table and opened the foreign language book until last night. And then turn to the last page of the old calendar. Seeing the bare tree trunks and branches in the thick fog outside the window, and the silhouettes of men and women wearing down jackets walking on the road below these trunks, I probably suddenly touched a certain nerve and a string, and after chanting the above verse. Now the red Arabic numerals on the new calendar read 2oo5.

The calendar changed a new look, and the fog was fading again in the winter. When entering the school gate, the brand new thermos on the basin with the pot was already covered with dirt and mottle. Everyone in the 602 dormitory went up from the junior year to the senior year. Time So another year passed.

2oo5 is here.

According to statistics, the United Kingdom’s GDP was US$205 trillion in this year, while the Republic’s GDP increased by% in the same year. The total GDP reached US$224 trillion, making it the fourth largest economy in the world after the United States, Japan and Germany. Shanghai, Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan will become the world's third largest economy. The Chinese chanted the slogan of catching up with Britain and the United States for half a century, and finally achieved a historical breakthrough at this moment. Although foreign media are racing to report on this rise, perhaps in order to curb the rise of the domestic "gdp worship syndrome", there is no official mainstream publicity report on this "historical moment".

However, the history of housing prices in major cities across the country has soared, which has become the most intuitive breakthrough and window of this phenomenon.

On New Year's Day in 2oo5, Su Can brought a pot of steaming hot pot to the table in his Manhattan apartment, rubbing his ears with his index finger because he was scalded.

Then Lin Luoran took off his apron from the kitchen and walked into the living room with a spoon. He smiled at Tang Wu, Wang Weiwei, Li Pengyu, Lin Jianwu, and Mu Kaizhu, who were sitting at the table and waiting to move the chopsticks, and said with a smile, "Thanks to my friend. Although the hot pot base material brought by Rongcheng is the hot pot I cooked, the production materials were bought by Su Can. Wang Weiwei and Lin Zhiwu were responsible for cleaning the logistics. Tang Wu's initial processing on the cutting board is also the crystallization of everyone’s collective wisdom. "

Wang Weiwei muttered, "Speaking of so many, should you pass on the responsibility in advance when you want to make something bad?"

Lin Luoran pinched Wang Weiwei twice and said, "When did you become so smart?"

Wang Weiwei raised his head to look at Lin Luoran's beautiful face of a woman at home, as if to see through her eyes, and said with a deep intention, "Actually, I have always been so smart, but you have never noticed and realized it."

"Really, I'm sorry, when you drove to admire the wind and flowers, would you stop or return to see an inconspicuous birch tree? You won't, so I won't "Lin Luoran's beautiful eyes darkened, and he turned his head sideways, then clapped his hands together and smiled, "You can start now."

Seeing Lin Luoran's evasion made Wang Weiwei's eyes dim, he immediately became cheerful again as if he had figured it out, raised his chopsticks and said, "Eat, eat."

It turned out to be surprisingly delicious.

Fireworks exploded over the city through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Su Can’s apartment, like a curtain of light. In such a scene, everyone was steaming in the steam and fished in the hot pot with potato chips, crab sticks and tender beef slices, and then drank a few cans of beer. , As if being in a heavenly market.

Lin Yanwu and others still saw a stack of magazines on the coffee table in Su Can’s apartment. The cover of a Wall Street Journal magazine was Zach with freckles and yellow curls. He was sitting on a stool and talking freely. , Behind is the white screen of the projector, and on it is the strategic policy of Facebook. This is a photo he took when he was doing an open class "Team Energy" at Stanford University. It is said that Zach was positively questioned by Stanford students on the day of the public class, asking whether his betrayal in Silicon Valley made him a genius or his reputation. There was an out-of-control noise on the scene.

This is probably what the world thinks of him, a soul ball in the cloak of genius. But there are also many media trying to explain Mark Zuckerberg from an objective perspective, so California has also had many interviews and reports on him since last summer. They tried to outline an image like this: he will be 23 years old after this year. His name is Mark Zuckerberg, and he is a lonely young man like you. He owns American Facebook, has wealth, owns a Bentley car and just bought a $15 million mansion. But it will try to get the forgiveness of the former founder mrsu like a silly fork.

After eating, Su Can stood on the balcony and took the coffee that Tang Wu handed over. It was very warm. Mu Kaizhu asked Tang Wu to come over to comment in the living room. It was obvious that Lin Xiaowu was molesting his friends, and Mu Kai Zhu seemed to feel good to Lin Jianwu, who was a little bit ridiculous, but in fact he also figured it out. Mu Kaizhu himself is more rebellious. Relatively speaking, Su Can, a calm and modest guy, attracts her more than Lin Xiaowu.

Su Can stood alone on the balcony to blow the air, feeling the breath of the great era. He officially entered the era of information explosion. The advantage of rebirth was fading, and his life began to move towards an unknown channel, but he had never been so excited. Inexplicably, I feel that tomorrow will be full of passion. Life is full of unprecedented tension.

A faint fragrance lingers in the nasal cavity, and the familiar smell seems to be imprinted in the soul. Is it Tang Wu's body fragrance? Su Can shook his head, it was another taste.

Lin Luoran appeared from the side, with his arm leaning on the railing beside him, watching the city in front of him with him, fireworks spreading one after another like a barrage above them.

"In the apartment you renovated, I saw the placement of the microwave oven, cupboards, cabinets, the layout of the range hood, and the direction of the refrigerator" Lin Luoran murmured, turning his head, the glowing line rose slightly, "Lian Guan The pebbles of the Wusong River are not bad at all for the waterscape of the scenery, and they are of good taste. They are all consistent with the idea I gave you at the beginning."

Two years ago, when the Manhattan block was handed over, Su Can asked Lin Luoran to help her advise, and then she turned her idea of ​​a house into reality. There are tatami mats for receiving guests, a full sun room and a viewing balcony. There are also swing chairs on the balcony. Occasionally, you can wear a bohemian skirt to sleep lazily on it. Now it has become the reality at hand.

Su Can smiled faintly, "There is still one thing missing, don't you feel panicked in the empty space under the cupboard? It's missing your pickled vegetable pot."

"You think so beautifully." Lin Luoran glared at him. She stroked the length that was blown away by the wind, her skirt swaying gently in the wind, her face flushed, but she said seriously, "My grandma gave the pickled vegetable jars. When I was in my time, I made a heavy oath, that the altar is there, and the altar is dead." Lin Luoran laughed again, "So I will definitely put the pickled vegetable altar in my own home in the future."

A long silence. After a while, Su Can glanced at her before saying, "Dare to ask which school your grandma is from?"

So, Sister Lin, who was instantly murderous, was chased all over the house.

The 10th National People's Congress of the Republic kicked off in Beijing.

The General Assembly passed the No. 1 Announcement on the election of the Chairman of the Central Military Commission of the Republic of China. At the third meeting of the same month, the "People's Republic of China Anti-Secession Law" was passed with a high vote of o votes and o abstentions, with a high of 2,898 votes.

In the eyes of many people, such a high vote is probably due to the fact that more and more separatist forces are active in the new century. At this time, the country needs such a formal bill to safeguard the national territorial sovereignty and integrity. At the same time, there are voices in the media who believe that the reason for such high votes is the influence and enlightenment from many foreign political activities. The reporter of Phoenix Chinese asked whether it was because of the influence of some foreign social networking sites that the Chinese patriotism marched. The event initiated the introduction of such a bill to gather all patriotic forces." I asked a NPC deputies, but the NPC deputies did not respond positively. It just ends by acknowledging that the Party Central Committee and the State Council are very concerned about the domestic and foreign situations.

On the day when the meeting in Beijing was over, Wang Bocai, who was temporarily free, and Lin Guozhou from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs had a good relationship.

There was also a young man with a dignified appearance and extraordinary craftsmanship. Lin Guozhou introduced, "This is Wei Yuanhu, the work of the Rural Policy Research Office of the State Council Exhibition Research Center, the child of the old Wei family."

Wei Yuanhu shook hands with Wang Bo quickly, with a surprise on his face. This is a person who has been heard frequently in Beijing and is not high-profile, but every time someone mentions Wang Bo, no matter what kind of official he is, he laments the rise of political stars. Many of the younger generations in Sijiucheng who had a close relationship with the old Wang's family all brought a kind of faith and respect when they mentioned Wang Bo. It was like Wang Bo and Lin Guozhou faced the two old ladies of their older generation.

Because of the relationship between the two people's status and status, in fact, there is not much time to meet each other. It is now taking advantage of the gap in the meeting to sit and drink as before, knocking two peanuts. Over the past few years, the situation of the two of them has been turned upside down compared to the original one.

After a while, Lin Guozhou still sighed and asked, "Did Su Can pass his breath with you? What should he do next? People come here prepared, I see the recent situation Lao Wang, beware of people Luo." Because of Wei Yuanhu's presence, Lin Guozhou didn't make it clearer. In fact, Wang Bo knew too well. He was worried that some people would not be able to sit still, and he might start first. Su Can is an excellent sign that he saw.

Wei Yuanhu naturally thought about Su Can's American founder, and muttered, "The meaning of the powerful is that they can bully at any time, can manipulate the market at any time, and can use greater legal protection and stronger voice at any time. The low-ranking party is out or harms their interests. This is the direction of our research on rural policies. The most fundamental interest is to ensure the interests of farmers. Only when hundreds of millions of farmers play a role as the main body of the construction of new rural areas can we fundamentally promote it. The exhibition of the national economy."

Wang Bo nodded, frowned, then stretched out his brows, and said, "Don't worry, I have my own measures. And Su Can, don't worry, I believe he will have a way to deal with it. After so many years, do you still think Is he just an ordinary young man?"

Lin Guozhou smiled knowingly, "What do you think."

Seeing Lin Guozhou's smile, Wei Yuanhu felt a little unspeakable in his heart. Since Lin Luoran didn't go with him last time, he always felt that he was still under the shadow of Su Can.

Among the Purple Garden Villas in Shanghai. Song Shihao, chairman of the board of directors of Morikawa Multinational Corporation, stayed at his home, and his wife Tao Qing next to him was flipping through the report. She was wearing a long skirt and was praised by the Parisian fashion industry. Song Zhen, who had "full oriental classical charm", was on the tea set. Fiddle and make a pot of tea. There was a faint fragrance of tea in the air.

Song Shihao felt that such a scene was simply a great joy in life.

Next to him is Song Xiancheng, President of Greater China ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Song Zhen's cousin Song Xiancheng, and a few well-known professional managers from Morikawa's subsidiary companies are standing beside him. This is a rare meeting at the chairman's house. When the chairman and his family were all present, especially Song Zhen personally made tea for them, although he knew that this might be Song Shihao's method to draw people closer to his subordinates, holding Song Zhen’s tea still moved people to tears. Come.

At the beginning, everyone was talking about various topics, current affairs, high-level affairs, strategic exhibitions, and the trends of some important figures that could affect Morikawa's companies at home and abroad. Song Xiancheng couldn’t hold back any more, and asked, “I really can’t figure it out. Why has Facebook Chinese not filed a lawsuit against the United States so far? They expelled the founder from the board of directors, and at the same time overly diluted Su Can as the second According to the current situation, the time for major shareholders’ equity is ripe for litigation. As far as I know, the Federal Trade Arbitration Institution has already received their arbitration request, but it is still in the investigation stage so far. No formal lawsuit was filed."

Tao Qing looked at Song Shihao with a look of attention. Even Song Zhen lifted his head from his head and raised his pointed ears.

Song Shihao touched the armrest of the chair, sighed, and shook his head, "Why didn't you formally file a constitutional lawsuit? Why don't you ask our legal department in the United States?"

Do you still have tickets on hand?