After the family was reborn, I went to the peak of my life

As soon as Xie Yunshu went upstairs, he saw Yi Lingling standing at the door, holding the door panel and looking inside with her head hooked.

He came over and knocked her on the back of the head: "What are you doing standing outside? Feed the mosquitoes!"

The little girl had mixed expressions of sympathy and excitement: "Aunt Lan and Aunt Mei are scolding Uncle Xie and Uncle Zhong!"

Xie Yunshu also heard a woman's high-pitched voice coming from the room, so he lowered his voice: "What did my father and fourth uncle do?"

Yi Lingling whispered small things in his ear, which amused Xie Yunshu.

It turned out that after Xie Zuwang and Zhong Jiaming came up, they still got together to chat about the female netizen just now. Zhu Junlan called Xie Zuwang into the kitchen to serve casserole soup. At that time, he let go again, and the pot of soup fell to the ground, and even the casserole was cracked.

Zhu Junlan almost beat Xie Zuwang out with a spoon.

Zhu Junmei also rarely reprimanded Zhong Jiaming in front of people: "Every time I play on the computer, I feel like losing my soul. I can't call back, and my work is also rough. If you like playing games so much, just go into the computer! Don't eat, Don't sleep, don't go to work, just play computer!"

"I don't play every day." When Xie Yunshu came into the room, Zhong Jiaming was huddled in the corner of the sofa, and he whispered back, "I will be very busy next month, and I don't have time to play!"

Zhu Junmei was stunned for a moment, and then she thought of something, and her face suddenly turned cloudy: "The project of Cross Street has been approved?"

Zhong Jiaming snorted softly, his body curled up on the sofa instantly stiffened, and he raised his eyebrows all of a sudden.

Both Zhu Junmei and Zhong Jiaming work in the Land Bureau of Haibin City, Zhu Junmei is an accountant, and Zhong Jiaming is in the land use department.

As we all know, land use is a big job.

Cross Street is located in the old city, with two streets intersecting at a cross. It was the small commodity sales center and craftsmen's settlement in the early years of Haibin City. Most of the residents have taken root here since before liberation.

In recent years, cities across the country have undergone massive development, and Haibin City is no exception. Many areas in the old city have been remodeled. It is taken for granted that Cross Street will be demolished sooner or later, and once this project starts, it must be a big project.

Zhong Jiaming was a transfer student from a prestigious school, and had a bright future, but the matter between him and Zhu Junmei caused a lot of trouble in the unit. The leader felt that the influence was not good, so he was transferred to a remote branch to avoid it for a while, and he was transferred back recently.

As soon as he came back, he was responsible for the bidding project of Cross Street, which was to reuse him.

Zhu Junmei was very happy. She asked Zhong Jiaming to go out to buy wine and wanted to celebrate a little. Of course Zhong Jiaming went happily, and Xie Zuwang accompanied him.

"Is the project my brother-in-law just talked about good? I see you are so happy," Zhu Junlan and Zhu Junmei asked casually as they served dishes on the table, "There were rumors that Cross Street would be demolished several times before, but it didn't work out in the end, didn't it?" It is said that there are a lot of old residents there, and many people do not have property rights, so it is difficult to deal with it?"

Zhu Junmei said happily: "In the past, our bureau planned to demolish Shizijie several times, but in the end it failed to be demolished. The higher-ups gave this project to Jiaming this time to give him a chance to perform!"

Zhu Junmei frowned slightly. In her previous life, she lived in the countryside and didn't know much about the affairs in the city. She only knew that Zhong Jiaming's official career was not going well, and she was always depressed.

According to Simei, this errand is very important, and Zhong Jiaming will be promoted after completing it, so Zhong Jiaming was not promoted later, does it mean that this matter was not handled well?

But Zhu Junlan can't help at all in this kind of matter.

But Zhu Junlan didn't worry too much. Anyway, she is starting a company now. If her brother-in-law's official career is not going to work in the future, let him do business. All roads lead to Rome!

There was a news broadcast on the TV, Xie Yunshu looked at the screen, but other thoughts were spinning rapidly in his mind.

Jiangnan Province is a well-known large economic province in the whole country. Xie Yunshu said that he is from Jiangnan Province when he was on a business trip before. Xie Yunshu explained to others, "I am from Haibin City", and eight out of ten people would ask "Where is Haibin?"

Just such a small and unknown Jiangbei town made social news in 2003.

The violent demolition of Shizi Street in Haibin City was one of the largest and worst mass riots after the millennium. There were more than a hundred participants in this incident, and dozens of people were killed or injured. The entire official|official scene in the city has been turned upside down.

No wonder the fourth uncle Zhong Jiaming failed in his official career all his life. It turns out that the cross street demolition project also went through his hands.

Xie Yunshu crossed his hands and supported his chin, lost in thought.

...What method can be used to make his fourth uncle escape unscathed?

Zhong Jiaming was very excited that night, his cheeks flushed and his eyes sparkled from drinking.

The demolition of Shizijie is not only the biggest project he has handled since he worked, but his own house also has a [-]-square-meter shop on Shizijie.

When it comes to work confidentiality, Zhong Jiaming didn’t say too many details. He only said that the land acquisition will start next month, and a demolition office will be set up at that time. He will take the lead. He feels that the compensation and resettlement plan given by the government is quite good. He is very confident.

Xie Yunshu also listened carefully.

Who would have expected that the Cross Street Incident would develop to such a serious extent in the end?

In general forced demolition incidents, the evicted households are the vulnerable group, but the situation in Shizijie is quite special, because it is located in the center of the entire city, the residents of Shizijie have always been confident. They firmly believe that this place must be demolished and rebuilt. Many people count on Seeing that this golden nest could bring them enough wealth to enjoy for a lifetime, they opened their mouths, hoping to get compensation ten or twenty times higher than the national standard.

The way many demolition offices deal with nail households is to split them up, demolish while talking, and talk while demolishing, that is, demolish the front, back, left, and right sides of the nail household, leaving him alone without water and electricity, and the nail household will not sign in the end. have to sign.

But the people in Cross Street are very united, they are almost twisted into one rope.

Later, the so-called "demolition company" intervened in this project, which caused riots and brought about the most terrible consequences. Only then did the residents of Cross Street get scared. In 2008, the government proposed demolition again, still in 02. The price was arranged, and everyone hurriedly signed.

At that time, prices soared, and the delay was more than just six years.

Xie Yunshu cleared his mind and said, "Fourth Uncle, your family has a shop on Cross Street, have you ever lived there?"

"No," Zhong Jiaming said, "My shop was bought from someone else the year before last. The family was in a hurry to spend money, otherwise they wouldn't have sold it to us!"

"That's easy," Xie Yunshu said, "There should be someone you know on Cross Street, right?"

"Yes," Zhong Jiaming said while eating a bundle of hooves, "The family who rented my shop lived in Cross Street all the time, but their own house is upstairs, and the place is small, so it's inconvenient to do business. The front of my house, Xiao Shu, why are you asking this?"

Xie Yunshu pursed his lips: "I don't know much about demolition, but I think my mother is doing business, and she needs to do market research. For example, before my mother started the company, she went to almost all the textile factories in Yushan, Clothing stores and processing workshops, which one has the best quality raw materials, which style of women's clothing is the best-selling, which workshop has the highest cost performance, she knows everything..."

Zhu Junlan raised her head and smiled. Although she didn't know why her son mentioned this, her son knew all the hard work she had done, which made her happier than anything else.

Zhong Jiaming stopped his chopsticks and looked at him thoughtfully.

Xie Yunshu said more bluntly: "House demolition and land acquisition are essentially a transaction. The government and developers are the buyers, and the aborigines who own the property rights are the sellers. You are the intermediary in this transaction. Now you know the buyer's needs. And the price, what is the seller's hole card?"

"Xiaoshu, what do you mean?" Zhong Jiaming was stunned, "I should also go to Shizijie in advance to find out about the demands of the aborigines on demolition?"

Xie Yunshu smiled and added some wine to his fourth uncle's glass: "Precautions should be taken before they happen. If all the conditions are waited until the negotiating table is opened, there will be no room for turning around."

……

Zhu Junmei and Zhong Jiaming's house is very close to Xie's house. After eating, the couple walked back in a hurry.

"All the conditions have to wait until the negotiating table to spread out, then there is no room for turning around, the effort must be done before acting..." Zhong Jiaming repeatedly touched Xie Yunshu's words, and couldn't help admiring, "A teenage child To be able to say such a thing is quite insightful!"

"Do you know?" Zhu Junmei told Zhong Jiaming about the "mori girl series" proposed by Xie Yunshu last time. Although there is not enough money to advertise, Zhu Junlan has not promoted this concept for the time being, but this does not affect Zhong Jiaming's surprise. .

Zhong Jiaming couldn't believe it: "This is what Xiaoshu said? He's only 17 years old, right?"

Zhu Junmei affirmed: "It was Xiaoshu who proposed it."

"This kid is so smart!" Zhong Jiaming said with emotion, "What he said made me think that he is my fourth uncle!"

Zhu Junmei was amused, and couldn't help raising her hand to pat Zhong Jiaming's head, and scolded, "What are you talking about!"

Zhong Jiaming also laughed: "Say you have a great nephew!"

----

The flag-raising ceremony was held on the first day of Haizhong's official school.

The scorching sun in September hangs brightly overhead, bringing a heat that is not inferior to that of midsummer.

Wang Fujing handed Xie Yunshu a tissue.

"Thank you." Xie Yunshu rolled up his school uniform sleeves to his elbows, and took a tissue to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"Our class is too cool today!" Wang Fujing whispered to Xie Yunshu holding back his laughter.

Xie Yunshu's eyes were also full of smiles.

Having Pei Ji standing at the head of Class Nine is really cool.

Liu Biren, the teaching director on the rostrum, pointed at Pei Ji and scolded loudly: "The sports committee member of Class [-], high school, huh? As a class leader, you don't wear a school uniform and dye your hair. How decent are you? Everyone look at it , all went to Class [-], Grade [-]... Pei Ji, I'm talking about you! What are you chewing on?"

Everyone looked at the heads of the second and ninth rows in unison, and the lower ones even put their feet on the taller ones.

Pei Ji had his hands in his trouser pockets, his blond hair was bared like a broom, he tilted his head, and when Liu Biren yelled the last words to him, he blew a big bubble of chewing gum, with a "pop", the bubble was so loud Cracked and unruly.

There was a commotion below.

Xie Yunshuxin said that fortunately the Korean movie "That Boy Is So Handsome" has not been released yet, otherwise Pei Xiaogou would really have that style.

After the flag-raising ceremony, Pei Ji was left on the playground by Liu Biren for training.

Xie Yunshu walked to the classroom with the members of Class Nine.

"Pei Ji was left there again," Wang Fujing said sympathetically, "It's really pitiful to be punished by Liu Ren on the first day of school."

Xie Yunshu searched in his mind: "Is there a day when Pei Ji won't be punished by Liu Ren?"

Several people around laughed when he reminded him: "Haha, yes, as long as there is no holiday, Pei Ji seems to be massacred by Liu Ren every day!"

"Hey!" Wang Fujing pushed Xie Yunshu to let him see, "Big run!"

Xie Yunshu looked forward and saw a Mercedes-Benz Maybach slowly driving on the main road. The shiny black body reflected the dazzling brilliance in the sun.

"Here comes a rich man!"

"How much does that car cost?"

"Millions!"

"Damn it! It's so expensive, the people sitting on it must have golden asses!"

The teenagers discussed happily, chasing and beating all the way into the teaching building.

Xie Yunshu walked last, and slowly looked back at Maybach.

……

There was a continuous, slight coughing sound from Maybach.

Qiao Bing handed Jiang Xingzhi water, patted him on the back, and said lightly: "I told you to rest for a few more days, and you insist on coming here today, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Ahem," Jiang Xingzhi said hoarsely with the back of his hand against his lips, "I just want to come."

Of course Jiang Xingzhi was in a hurry, the rhythm of the situation after his rebirth was out of his control.

According to his original plan, he should already be in Xie Yunshu's little hands by now.

Even if the progress is more ideal, "The shameful incident that the new school grass in the sea and the new deskmate who is loved by others must watch in the corner of the campus.gv" can be published exclusively and collected exclusively.

... But the cruel fact is that he was blocked before he even met Xie Yunshu.

Qiao Bing didn't understand why her son suddenly wanted to transfer to Haizhong, but as long as it was a request, she would do it for him.

At the end of last month, the autumn rain continued and the weather turned cooler. Jiang Xingzhi developed a high fever, which has not completely subsided until today, but he stubbornly insisted on reporting today.

He looked so impatient, as if there was some rare treasure in the sea waiting for him to pick it up, as if if he was a bit late, that living treasure would be snatched away by others.

The car drove all the way to the administrative building, and Jiang Xingzhi followed Qiao Bing to get out of the car.

Not long after the flag-raising ceremony was over, students rushed into the teaching building like a tide.

Jiang Xingzhi stood beside the car and looked back quietly for a while.

There were not many students on the side of the administration building, and many teachers couldn't help but look back as they passed by him.

There are not uncommon beautiful students in the school, but this one in front of him is really amazing.

The young man's complexion was extremely fair, which set off his black hair and eyelashes, his facial features were deep, and his jawbone was so clear and distinct that it seemed to be carved out of a marble plane with a seal knife.

Snow-white shirt, light blue denim, the autumn morning light fell on his tall and straight body, as if he had been plated with a light layer of gold.

Simple and light colors combined into thrilling colors.

"Whose student is this? You're so lucky," two young female teachers came out of the administration building with textbooks in their arms, and said half-truthfully, "Looking at this child every day can make you live longer." Year!"

"No, if this student is in my class, he can do whatever he wants, do whatever he wants, hey, it's really pleasing to the eye!"

Jiang Xingzhi put these words in his ears, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Yun Shu said that he likes good-looking people, his face...should please him, right?

……

"Principal Wang, our family will trouble you a lot in the future." Qiao Bing walked out of the principal's office with Principal Wang, and Jiang Xingzhi followed quietly.

"Mr. Joe is being polite."

Principal Wang personally led Qiao Bing's mother and son to the sophomore office. On the way, he met Liu Biren and quickly stopped him: "Old Liu, this is a new transfer student named Jiang Xingzhi. This is Jiang Xingzhi's parent, Ms. Qiao."

Although Liu Biren didn't know Qiao Bing, but the person headmaster Wang personally took over must have a lot of background. Liu Biren warmly said: "Hello!"

Principal Wang introduced to Qiao Bing again: "This is the dean of our Haizhong, and also the head of the second grade in charge, Director Liu Biren."

Qiao Bing reached out to shake hands with Liu Biren: "Hello, Director Liu."

"Old Liu," Principal Wang said with a smile, "Jiang Xingzhi transferred from England, and he will be a student of our school from now on. This student is very good. He won the first prize in the National English Competition for Middle School Students in junior high school, and... "

Principal Wang just started with Jiang Xingzhi's long list of glorious resumes, and Liu Biren rushed to blow the rainbow fart: "Oh, such a good seedling is what we can't wait for!"

A group of people walked to the office of the second grade, and Liu Biren asked kindly: "Jiang Xingzhi, you are in the second grade of the senior class according to the selected subjects. Which two subjects do you choose?"

Jiang Xingzhi: "Physical Chemistry."

Liu Biren thought for a moment: "Classes [-] to [-] are physical chemistry classes, the math teacher in class [-] is the best, and the chemistry teacher in class [-] is a special-grade teacher in our city..."

"Director Liu," the young man asked warmly and politely, "Can I go to Class [-]?"

"Ah?" Liu Biren was stunned for a moment. It was the first time he met a transfer student who wanted to designate a class by himself, but it was not a big deal. class."

Liu Biren brought Jiang Xingzhi to the Chinese teaching and research office of the second year of high school. Jiang Hua sat behind the desk, and Pei Ji stood in front of him.

Jiang Hua was talking to Pei Ji, when he saw the principal and dean came, he quickly stood up: "Principal Wang, Director Liu."

Liu Biren was furious when he saw Pei Ji. He pointed to Pei Ji and said to Jiang Hua, "Does this kid give you a headache? The pot of porridge in Class Nine of yours is all bad for him, right? I'll bring you another I found a good seed to neutralize your class, Jiang Xingzhi, this is your future class teacher, Mr. Jiang..."

Jiang Hua was very helpless for Director Liu's merciless way of molesting students in front of the students: "Pei Ji, you should go back to the classroom first."

Pei Ji!Jiang Xingzhi's pupils shrank slightly.

...he knew the man.

Pei Ji turned around, just in time to meet Jiang Xingzhi's gaze.

Pei Ji raised his brows, his eyes were full of provocation, Liu Biren's slapping made him sick of the house, and he was unhappy with Jiang Xingzhi at first glance.

Jiang Xingzhi received Pei Ji's hostility, and his eyes were gloomy, like the blade of a knife washed in autumn water, showing a cold light.

The two teenagers faced each other tit for tat, and there seemed to be some kind of subtle air current vibrating in the void, like the sound of an invisible war.

After the short and sharp confrontation, Pei Ji snorted coldly, rubbed Jiang Xingzhi's shoulder and walked out of the office.

The adults didn't notice it, Qiao Bing looked at Pei Ji's back and smiled and said, "This kid looks really good."

Where is it good?Jiang Xingzhi drooped his eyelashes slightly, he was just a golden lion king.

When he saw Pei Ji, he felt vigilant at the first sight, as if the hair on the animal's body was naturally cold when it encountered a strong enemy, and it instantly entered a state of struggle.

"Jiang Xingzhi, write your name here. I'll take you to the Academic Affairs Office to pick up the textbooks later, and we'll go straight to class." Jiang Hua handed over the registration booklet and pen, and Jiang Xingzhi just took the pen when he suddenly flickered, He muffled|groaned and covered his heart, and bent down.

"Stop!" Qiao Bing immediately supported him, "Is there something wrong with you?"

The others were startled.

Jiang Hua was surprised: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xingzhi slowed down a bit, stood up straight, and shook his head: "It's nothing..."

This kind of sudden heart palpitations used to happen often, and the situation has improved a lot recently, but because of his fever, his body has weakened again, and it is a bit unbearable to stand for a long time.

"My son is sick," Qiao Bing actually wanted to tell the class teacher that her son was not in good health, but Jiang Xingzhi told her not to say it. He said he didn't want to be treated special in school, so Qiao Bing could only vaguely say, "He has a cold." Not yet."

Jiang Hua hurriedly said: "Then you should take him back to rest first, the child's health is the most important thing."

"That's right," Liu Biren echoed, "Anyway, the formalities have been completed. If you are worried that the course will be missed, you can ask the teacher from Class Nine to make it up for you. Don't worry too much."

Jiang Xingzhi was not happy, and just about to speak, his throat tickled, and he coughed again.

"You have to go back with your mother." Although Qiao Bing is used to his son, he is still tough when it's time to be tough. "You look ugly. Let's go back and get healthy before going to school. Sharpen your knife and chop wood."

Jiang Xingzhi pursed his lips, stuck his fingers on the edge of Jiang Hua's desk, resisting his mother's strength to pull him away.

However, Qiao Bing's next sentence dispelled his obsession: "If you go to the classroom like this, if you pass the cold to other students, it will be even worse."

The fingers loosened.

……

The first period of Class Nine is the Chinese class. Jiang Hua was 10 minutes late when he entered the classroom. He put the textbook on the podium and said with a smile: "I have a bad news and a good news. Which one do you want to hear?" one?"

Everyone shouted: "Good news!"

Jiang Hua: "The good news is that in the future, our class will need one more student to pay the class fee!"

"Cut~~~~~~!" There was booing, what kind of good news is this?

Class monitor Ni Junjie raised his hand: "Teacher, what is the bad news?"

Jiang Hua smiled mysteriously: "The bad news is that from now on, all the handsome guys in our class will have to move down one place!"

Boys hiss louder.

The girls were all excited.

"Is it true? Is the new classmate handsome?"

Jiang Hua said: "Very handsome!"

"How handsome is he?"

Jiang Hua half-truthfully said: "If the competition in the college entrance examination is about appearance, the total score of our ninth class can beat Haibin City's invincible opponents. If we add this new classmate, we can compete in the entire Jiangnan Province." gone!"

The boys patted the table, and the girls screamed in small voices.

A particularly naughty student named Mao Xujie yelled: "Mr. Jiang, what you say doesn't count! Your idol is Cai Guoqing! There is a generation gap between your aesthetics and ours!"

"You have to touch your conscience when you say this," Jiang Hua pointed at Mao Xujie with a smile, "I solemnly ask you, which one is more handsome, Cai Guoqing or An Qixuan?"

Mao Xujie is also very kind: "An Qixuan!"

"Yes, Mao Xujie," Jiang Hua raised his hand to signal Mao Xujie to stand up, "I appreciate your courage in defending your idol. You can memorize the text you were going to memorize yesterday!"

Mao Xujie was like a lightning strike, instantly stunned.

The ceiling in the classroom was almost burst by the laughter.

Xie Yunshu propped his chin, tapped the table with a ballpoint pen between his middle finger and ring finger, and wondered, transfer student?He didn't remember that there was a transfer student in his class when he was a sophomore in high school.

However, since his rebirth, the people and things around him have changed a lot. It is not unusual for a transfer student to descend from the sky, and it has nothing to do with him anyway.

……

The author has something to say:

Today, the two are more in one, thanks to little angel Lin Xin for the deep water torpedo.

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: shwyjane1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: 3 Lin Xins;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：﹏爱妳俄会入迷〆29瓶；Miohuuu10瓶；達生5瓶；过客4瓶；农夫山泉有点甜3瓶；烨梓1瓶；绿里绿里,10瓶.