Chong Sheng 1977Nian Cong Zhi Qing Kai Shi

Nanyi and Han Zhenhe had just finished talking about their work when a woman came to their desk, "Both of you, may I excuse you?"

Following the prestige, Nan Yi saw long hair in a shawl, a pretty face with a bit of intellectual pride and fairness, fair skin, not ordinary white, white enough to make other girls who are proud of white feel ashamed, white and smooth , the complexion is fine and even.

There is light in the eyes, full of vitality, looking up at the nose, the bridge of the nose is narrow and long, very straight, from the root of the mountain to the tip of the nose, it is almost a straight line, smooth and very obvious, the tip of the nose is relatively small, and the base of the nose Imaging is a horizontal bit, typical of the Greek nose.

She has a good temperament and looks very good-looking. She is wearing a thin milky white windbreaker on her upper body, and her lower body is out of politeness. Nan Yi didn't glance down, so she doesn't know what to wear.

Looking at the Kun bag and camera on the woman's shoulder, and combining the temperament displayed, Nanyi guessed that the other party was probably a reporter. Secondly, he was around twenty-four or five years old, and the Fengtian accent in his mouth was not heavy. It is very clear that he is probably not a native of Fengtian, and he is likely to have graduated from the School of Communication.

Analyzing it all together, the woman in front of me may be a rookie female reporter who has just been assigned to Fengtian TV Station or a newspaper office, and she is a beautiful reporter who conforms to Nanyi's aesthetics, is more than average, but not high-end.

Nan Yi finished observing the woman in front of him in a breath, with a smile on his cheek, "What's the matter?"

"Hi, I'm Xiao Nan, a reporter from Fengtian Daily, and I'm writing a report about Chess Teahouse. Can I do an interview with you two?"

"I can't..." Nan Yi prolonged his tone on purpose, and after seeing the astonished expression on Xiao Nan's face, he continued, "Only I can accept the interview. My friend is in a hurry and has to leave soon."

Han Zhenhe glanced at Nanyi and then at Xiao Nan, feeling very surprised, "The president's behavior is a bit strange, not like his usual style."

How did Han Zhenhe know that it has been a while since Nan Yi came to Fengtian, so it's okay to be calm, the problem is that he has been teased by Xu Lu and Liu Xin successively, the evil fire in his body has already been teased, but he suppressed it , now facing a woman who can catch his eye, he has the idea of ​​holding a "Xiao Nan Cup" friendly match.

"Zhenhe, you go first."

"OK."

Han Zhenhe stood up quickly, nodded slightly at Xiao Nan, and left with his belongings.

"Reporter Xiao, please sit down."

After Han Zhenhe left, Nan Yi asked Xiao Nan to sit down.

"Thanks."

Xiao Nan said politely, took off the Kun bag and camera bag on his shoulders and put them on the table, then sat down and opened the Kun bag, and took out a notebook and a hand-held miniature interview recorder from inside.

Putting on a good posture, Xiao Nan asked, "What should I call you?"

"Nan Yi, Nan Ke Yimeng's Nan, Yi who has a reversible crown and shoes, and Yin and Yang who change positions." Nan Yi smiled lightly.

Xiao Nan was a little surprised by Nanyi’s introduction. Nanke Yimeng is nothing. The other two idioms don’t sound quite right. However, the way of speaking in this era is still at a relatively direct stage. Some aspects of the text are simple and clear, and there are not so many Xiao Nan didn't think about it at a deeper level.

"Can I record it?"

"sure."

When seeing the tape recorder, Nan Yi had already made up his mind to gag, so that Xiao Nan would not be embarrassed to keep the recording, instead of refusing in a decisive way.

"Mr. Nan, you are not a local, are you?"

"No, I'm from the capital."

"How did you know there is a chess teahouse here in Fengtian?"

"I heard it from a chess friend. He is a chess fanatic. He has been to places where chess masters gather all over the country."

Xiao Nan asked, Nan Yi answered, at first, the interview went very smoothly, but when the topic came to an end, Nan Yi no longer just answered calmly, but started to counterattack.

"Reporter Xiao, your accent doesn't sound like a local."

"Does my Mandarin have an accent?"

Xiao Nan was a little surprised. Her ideal was to become a TV hostess, so she started to learn her own pronunciation since high school, and when she was in Fengtian University, she worked very hard to restrain herself from being biased by the Northeast accent of her Northeast classmates. , it is said that her Mandarin should be very standard, and there is no accent.

Nan Yi smiled lightly, "Reporter Xiao, you should have practiced your Mandarin pronunciation very seriously, so that you don't have any accent in your Mandarin. But I guess you lived in the South when you were a child until you were a teenager. , your pronunciation is flat, and you can still feel that it is not clear between the flat and the flat."

"Is it obvious?"

"It's not obvious, most people can't hear it at all. I'm special. I'm a different kind. I often travel around in the north, south and abroad. I have met all kinds of people and heard hundreds of languages. I also like to think about it. The pronunciation of people in the region has been compared."

"Really?" Xiao Nan was aroused by Nanyi, "Then can you tell where I am from?"

Nan Yi said in a playful and provocative tone: "If I'm right, can Reporter Xiao have the honor to have lunch with me at noon?"

When Xiao Nan heard what Nan Yi said, he said jokingly: "It's okay to have lunch together, but I'm going to the restaurant of the Rose Hotel to eat the signature dishes there, and I also need to open a bottle of 1985 red wine."

"Reporter Xiao, just now I felt that your beauty was like a knife piercing my heart, which shocked me, but now I feel that your mouth is more like a gun, directly piercing my heart."

Nan Yi pointed to his heart, "Through this, have you seen my father rolling steel in the rolling mill workshop? Have you seen my mother stretching a stalk of onion, a garlic, a spoonful of oil and a handful of salt?" Noodles? Did you see me with a dry mouth, staying up all night, with a sore back and a sore back, trying to please the rich fat woman who served me?

Hard-earned money, all I have is hard-earned money, don’t think I don’t know what the Rose Hotel is, where people kill people without blood, you said that a meal will cost at least 2,000 yuan, it’s too much, It's just too much. "

As soon as Nanyi finished speaking, Xiao Nan covered her mouth and started laughing. When Nanyi finished speaking, she simply laughed out loud. While laughing, she rubbed her hands on her chest to comfort herself.

After a while, when Xiao Nan had laughed enough and calmed down, she shook her head slightly and said, "It's a coincidence that I interviewed an investment group from abroad not long ago, and it happened that I got along with someone from the investment group. It’s a good job, and I heard a lot of new things from abroad from her.”

Xiao Nan said, and set his eyes on Nanyi's jacket, "Although your clothes look ordinary, they really highlight your temperament. If I guess right, your clothes should be the kind of private clothes from abroad. Made to order, very expensive."

Nanyi's thoughts changed. The jacket on him was indeed a custom-made jacket, but it was not to highlight his body and make him look more handsome, but to make him look more calm and mature. Qian Nanyi showed his youthful foundation, and his "youthful feeling" short board created by his unremitting exercise and maintenance.

If you observe carefully enough, you can see that his clothes are not simple, and they are by no means high-end goods outside. However, for those who have never been abroad and have never been in contact with private customization, they should not say "private customization". It is not a single word, but which mall to buy and which brand to think about.

If Xiao Nan had really heard about private customization, and it happened recently, then it is possible to guess in this direction, but the probability is a question mark, and there may be other reasons behind it that make her think in this direction .

There are many possibilities for reasons, including options that would be detrimental to Nanyi.

Nanyi gave Xiao Nan an exclamation mark in his mind, and then a question mark, and he backed off and was moved out of the warehouse, ready to ring at any time.

"Hehe, Reporter Xiao has a lot of knowledge and knows about private orders. But you guessed wrong, the one on me is not the private order you said. I can only say that the tailor I found is very skilled. He was in Shanghai back then. The beach is very famous, Zhang Xiaoliuzi, Lu Xiaojia, and the tycoons in Shanghai Beach all asked him to order suits."

"It's not cheap, is it?" Xiao Nan said with a mocking smile on his face.

Nanyi didn't give in at all, and said directly: "It's not cheap, adding another five or six hundred is enough to eat the lunch you want."

"Do I really want to eat it?" Xiao Nan said playfully.

Nan Yi nodded, "I'm sorry, I'm too much, I should follow your train of thought, or I think it's too expensive, and I will give you a chance to shake my head and ridicule, this is the virtue of a man;

Or slap your face swollen to pretend to be fat, so you have the opportunity to ask a group of friends to slaughter me, eat all I have, slap my ass and leave. You and your friends can also take a walk to digest food while laughing at me for being a scumbag. "

"Hahaha……"

Xiao Nan laughed again, this time the laugh was even more exaggerated, tears filled his eyes that couldn't be held back.

Nan Yi smiled lightly as he accompanied Xiao Nan to prevent Xiao Nan from being too high-spirited and losing interest. At the same time, he also inadvertently observed the micro-expression on the other's face. He is a rational pervert, if there is nothing he can do, Liu Xiahui will possess him in an instant, with tattoos all over his face and nothing to worry about.

After Xiao Nan's laughter subsided, Nan Yi pulled her notebook and pen, turned to the last page of the notebook, picked up the pen and wrote down her phone number on it, and then pushed the notebook back in front of Xiao Nan, "My number, call me when you are free and want to know me, hurry up, I am on a business trip in Fengtian, and I will return to the capital soon."

Xiao Nan picked up the notebook, glanced at the number on it, and then met Nanyi's eyes, "You are very strong and confident, and you seem to be sure that I will call you?"

"You will. A mature and fairly successful man is like a drug to a little girl like you who has just left school. It is very tempting. Once you touch it, you can't quit it, and you can't leave it."

"Yeah?"

"Yes, Reporter Xiao, oh, no, I'll still call you Xiao Nan." Nan Yi pressed her step by step: "I have something to do later, so I can't sit with you longer, waiting for your call."

After finishing speaking, Nan Yi took out a hundred-yuan bill and put it on the table, stood up, nodded slightly to Xiao Nan, turned and left. Xiao Nan stared at Nan Yi's back for a while, then picked up the notebook and looked at the phone number, wondering what he was thinking.

After leaving the teahouse for some distance, Nanyi said to Tianxian, "The woman just now."

"After entering the teahouse, she stood at the door and observed all the guests in the teahouse, and then went straight to Nansheng's table."

Nanyi pondered for a while, and said: "If she calls me soon, or meets me again in an inappropriate place, open a file for her. Also, I can't see through Zhao Lulu for the time being. In a few days, I may have to open a file for her, so be mentally prepared."

"Understood." Tianxian responded.

After leaving the North Market, Nanyi and his party turned into Xita Street, a different area inhabited by the Korean ethnic group. Most of the ethnic group here were labor force recruited by the Japanese from the Korean peninsula at the beginning of the century. Although the Korean peninsula got rid of the Japanese rule, but they did not choose to leave this side of water and soil, but stayed and thrived.

Since the beginning of the 1980s, the Xita area has formed a leisure cultural and economic belt that focuses on catering and entertainment and has strong ethnic customs.

Nanyi came here because he wanted to eat the famous Xita cold noodles. Before he reached the noodle shop, he passed by a newly opened shop. There was a circle of people around the gate, and the sound of bursting music came from the center of the circle surrounded by the crowd. It sounds both punk and industrial heavy metal.

Nanyi stopped and listened. Both singing skills and musical instruments were a little immature. He squeezed into the crowd and took a look. Three big boys were working hard on the musical instruments, and one big boy was roaring at the top of his lungs. He had no skills. It's feelings.

It wasn't Nanyi's favorite style. After listening to the song for a while, Nanyi left, with thoughts caused by the red words "heavy machinery factory" on the wooden box under the drummer's buttocks.

Based on the information heard and seen in Nanyi, from the second half of last year, some large enterprises such as bridge factories and heavy machinery factories in Gangxi District have shown signs of being unable to survive. Maximize profit in the factory.

There was a factory where the supply and marketing section chief and the accountant conspired to defraud the factory of its debts. Some people said vividly that the two had gone to the European continent by way of Russia, where they ate and drank hot food every day.

Even if he abides by the law, the young man with a quick mind has figured out a way out. Some people pretend to take sick leave, go to Yangcheng to buy jeans, carry them back in bundles, and sell them to young people who are also active in their minds; stalls; there are also people who call in sick leave without doing anything, just dawdling around, anyway, they are dawdling in the factory, where is it not?

The young people who are still stuck in the factory are either working diligently and earning an extra day of money every day, or they are daydreaming. Nanyi has heard of a little boy in the workshop who proclaimed himself the chairman of the Universal Dispute Mediation Association. Long, even printed a business card for himself, wandering in outer space every day amidst the sound of rumbling machines.

There are also disco dancers who go around looking for people to buy dance tickets without money in their pockets. When they get there, they kick a 28 big bar, and rush to the dance hall after work. The enthusiasm is still undiminished, and the lunch break will continue for a while in the workshop, with its own BGM, and the action is crazy and intense.

When working in the morning, the rust on the face of the hanger is still there, and the concrete floor is full of dust, and the dust is flying up after tossing. The workers take this kind of person as a joke, and they are very rare. , One of the few happy moments in a dull mood.

Young people can escape and find new ways to live. Forty-year-olds are a link between the past and the next. The generation born in the 50s is more miserable. They eat the big pot of the factory since they were young, and play in the factory, elementary school or junior high school. As soon as they graduate, they enter a technical school. Regardless of whether they have achieved success in their studies, they can be assigned to their parents' factories.

The drought and flood protection has been guaranteed for half a lifetime. Most people don't believe it. The factory can really ignore them. It's just started now. The most important thing they do is to wait, wait for the wages that are owed, and wait for the start of work.

In the future, they will have to wait for buyouts, mergers, and retirement...

The small-scale factories closed down and were restructured early, and the masses were disillusioned early. Turning around and starting over from the beginning before the introversion started, it seemed light. The director of the earliest bankrupt factory in Gangxi District had already done business in his early years. , is now Fengtian's tofu king.

The 10,000-person enterprise in Gangxi District will work hard to maintain it until the end under the magical use of dragging words. Those laid-off workers who leave and wake up later will face narrower and narrower ways to make money.

The investment hasn't gone down yet, but Nanyi is already thinking about the next thing, which has nothing to do with the return...

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[I was too excited again, I deleted half of it, and there are only so many left. ]