Volume 5: The Age of Storms Chapter 0633 Time was stolen
On TV, a light blue map of Asia appeared from left to right like turning pages of a book , followed by a map of China with a light yellow outline that gradually grew from small to large and from nothing to something.
Then the four big white characters "Xinwen Lianbo" and the light blue pinyin letters "XINWEN LIANBO" below them also appeared in a gradient form.
"Dear viewers, the main are: Jiangcheng City strengthens the treatment of industrial pollution, Wuchuan Province strengthens autumn flood prevention work, and China's largest shopping mall, Beijing Asia Mall, opens. Please watch the details below..."
The news broadcasts in the 1980s were simple and crude, and most of the news they reported were selected by local TV stations, so they looked very down-to-earth.
When the footage of Asia was played, Nan Yi saw Lin Deqing leading a group of leaders and Mr. × to visit Asia. Lin Deqing looked like he was basking in the spring breeze, and Yang Kaiyan was only caught by the camera once.
This shot lasted less than five seconds before switching to the customers in the mall. Through the lens, one can see that the customers in the Asia Mall were shoulder to shoulder.
The news report was not timely and was delayed by three days.
Three days ago, the Asia Mall held its opening ribbon-cutting ceremony, and its sales on the first day reached 37 million yuan.
Of course, this turnover cannot be counted and used as a reference for calculating monthly turnover. After all, so many discount coupons for electrical appliances were "given away" before, and the people who received the coupons had been preparing the money early on, waiting to cash them in as soon as Asia opened.
The turnover of 37 million was just a shot in the arm, which excited all the people in Yaqing and gave them confidence and hope. As for the profit, there was really not much.
"Half a year later, a year later, how many of these people will still remember you? Will they still remember that there was a general manager of Yaqing Company named Nan Yi?"
"I just want the banknotes to remember that they are surnamed Nan. The gratitude of the common people may seem like a riot of colour, but actually, beneath the surface of bustle and prosperity, there is not . Among the people remembered by history, apart from the Kong family, whose descendants have you seen enjoy the benefits of their ancestors?
From the day I was labeled a capitalist, I shouldn't expect unanimous praise from the masses, nor should I stoop to the point of putting myself on the pillar of shame. A mixed reputation and keeping a low profile as much as possible are what I deserve and what I should do.
Capitalists are born with original sin, and this character setting meets the needs of most people.
Here, capitalists are like bugs in a manure tank. They have to follow the frogs and croak as they please. They cannot croak as they please. If they act differently and are too ostentatious, they will be spanked. "
"Which young man doesn't want to be famous?"
"Just think of me as someone who has aged prematurely, hehe, okay."
Nan Yi placed the locomotive assembled on the table on the rails laid in the living room, filled the water tank with water, and used a mini shovel to shovel three shovels of coal into the combustion chamber. He lit the coal and waited quietly for the water tank to boil.
"Wuwei is asleep, don't wake him up." Liu Zhen said.
"Hehe, this train is Wuwei, which is prepared for my son." Nan Yi smiled and continued to stare at the water tank on the locomotive.
About ten minutes later, white steam began to emerge from the exhaust valve on the water tank.
Nan Yi squatted down, pinched the eccentric rod on the driving wheel at the front of the car and pushed it forward. As he pushed, the wheel began to turn and rolled forward about ten centimeters. The white mist at the exhaust valve outlet became thicker, and Nan Yi also felt the pulling force transmitted to his hand from the eccentric rod.
After taking my hand away, the locomotive slowly rolled forward for a while and suddenly began to accelerate.
There was no humming sound, only "what's more, what's more". The locomotive started moving along the laid oval track and circled around Nan Wuwei's cradle.
"How do I stop it later?"
"There's nothing we can do but wait until the coal burns out."
"Even so, you still want your son to sit on it?" Liu Zhen rolled her eyes at Nan Yi.
"Don't panic, this is just a semi-finished product. I'll study it carefully first. I'll also add the clutch and accelerator."
Nan Yi's eyes followed the locomotive, ignoring that Nan Wuwei in the cradle had been woken up, and ignoring that he was already lying there staring at the locomotive through the gap in the cradle.
Preparing it for his son was just an excuse, but in fact Nan Yi wanted to play himself.
“Woo, ah-da-ah-da, woo, woo, woo, woo…”
In the cradle, Nan Wuwei imitated the sound of a train incoherently, his eyes revealing his curiosity about the world.
Nan Yi picked up Nan Wuwei and stood beside the railway tracks. Nan Wuwei lay on Nan Yi's arms, bent over, his eyes fixed on the train.
First it was the sight that was taken away, and then time.
When time was struggling to disappear, it was unwilling to go alone, so it hooked its left foot and disappeared with Nan Yi along with it.
…
At the pier by the sea, Nan Youqiong and Nan Wuwei were sitting two meters apart, holding mini fishing rods in their hands.
"Adler, why do we need to wear a helmet when fishing?"
"Because Dad wants us to wear it."
"Why does Dad ask this?" Nan Wuwei asked.
"Because your father found you in the trash can. You are ugly and smelly."
"You stink more than I do. Dad said you picked it up from the sewer."
“The trash can stinks.”
"The sewer stinks even more. It stinks like hell."
“bitch!”
"Grandson!"
Nan Youqiong stood up and said, "Want a fight?"
"beat."
Nan Wuwei also stood up and said.
Nan Youqiong clasped his fists and said, "Wudang Sect, Nan Youqiong."
"Shaolin Sect, Nanwuwei."
Nan Youqiong reached behind his waist and pulled out a water gun, "God's way, we must believe in science."
"Amitabha, if there is Yuan, there is fate."
Nan Wuwei reached into his trouser pocket and an orange-red chili powder grenade appeared in his hand.
When Nan Youqiong saw the grenade, he was immediately startled and said submissively: "Brother, my dear brother, why don't we make peace with each other."
"Amitabha, put down the dollars and become a Buddha instantly."
"You actually mentioned US dollars to me. We are done with each other."
"Brother, RMB is fine too. I won't mind Japanese yen either."
"You can't mention money, Dawasili Nan. We should treat money as dirt."
Beep beep beep!
The two brothers were interrupting when the electronic watches on their left hands rang at the same time.
"It's your turn to water the plants today." Nan Youqiong said as he pressed the electronic watch.
Nan Wuwei nodded his little head and said, "Yes, go pick the tomatoes. I want the green ones."
"No, I want to hold the tomato vine and eat it. It's fresh."
"Wait for me, together."
"Oh, go water the plants. I'll wait for you."
"Uh-huh."
Nan Wuwei took his short legs and ran towards the grove of trees in the manor.
Nan Youqiong collected the two people's mini fishing rods and put them into the trailer of a mini four-wheel drive vehicle. After he had packed up everything, he got on the vehicle, twisted the handle with his right hand, and the four-wheel drive vehicle slowly drove out.
…
"Adam, congratulations, you've graduated."
"Thank you, Professor Merton."
"Adam, if you still want to study for a doctorate, I can recommend a supervisor to you."
"I have this idea, but I have to wait a few years."
…
"Liu Zhen, your article "Beware of Hot Money" is very well written, with solid information and a deep understanding of finance. However, it is still a bit far-fetched for our country to be wary of this."
"Teacher, the WTO is not far away, and world economic integration is not far away either. Our country will sooner or later integrate with the international community. In the future, the economic crisis in the West may affect us."
"Your worries are not groundless." Chen Heling thought for a moment and said, "What do you think of the stock market?"
"Teacher, there is no stock market in our country."
"Just because there isn't one now doesn't mean there won't be one in the future. Li Yizheng is already studying the feasibility of establishing a stock market in our country." Chen Heling said in an ambiguous tone.
"Oh, teacher, are you hungry? Shall we go eat?" Liu Zhen said with his eyes rolling.
"Haha, you, you, don't listen to the nonsense of outsiders. Li Yizheng and I just have different views on the economy. We don't have any conflicts in private."
"Hehe, teacher, but I'm hungry."
"You, you, you're already a mother, but you're still like this." Chen Heling nodded at Liu Zhen and said, "Where is your son now?"
"I don't know where his father took him."
"Mmm, this is delicious."
In the vegetable garden, Nan Wuwei opened his mouth and took a bite of a tomato. The tomato was still hanging on the vine and had not been picked.
“The peppers are so sweet.”
Nan Youqiong picked a pepper from the vine and put it in his mouth.
"Adler, do we need to pour manure after we finish eating?"
"It's already ripe, no need to water it."
"But I'm sure Dad will come to eat when he comes back..."
Nan Youqiong rolled his eyes and said , "We won't pour manure. Let's compete to see who can pee higher and farther."
"good."
