Chong Sheng 1977Nian Cong Zhi Qing Kai Shi

December 20, 2018.

As Liu Jun signed his name in the signature column of the transfer contract, it meant that the company he had worked hard to establish for more than ten years fell into the hands of others, but at the same time he also made an income of nearly 300 million, plus this Pen, he had nine zeros in cash.

Liu Jun, a person with no academic qualifications, no skills, and no connections, who graduated from high school but did not receive a diploma, worked hard step by step. After nearly two decades of hard work, he finally achieved today's results.

As he climbed up from the bottom, he was often accompanied by blood and tears. He kept discarding his fantasies and discarding useless things, especially feelings. He lost a lot and gained a lot, but now he is no longer confused. In 2008, his assets and cash were close to 3 billion, and he could be considered a successful person.

Now, he plans to change his life.

After walking out of the conference room where the contract was signed, Liu Jun went down to the garage, got into his car, picked up the phone and dialed.

"Xiao Yi, I want to go abroad for an inspection. Do you want to come with me?"

"Oh, Brother Jun, what a coincidence, I just took on a new drama."

"Half a month, I'll give you two million, you have three seconds to think about it, 3, 2..."

"Oh, Brother Jun, why are you like this? You can go as long as you want. When will you leave?"

"We'll leave tomorrow afternoon. Come to my house tonight. I've made a new dog collar. You can try it out to see if it fits."

"I hate it, I won't tell you anymore."

"Hahaha……"

Liu Jun laughed a few times, hung up the phone, started the car and drove away.

As soon as his car left, a man in a car in the parking lot took out his mobile phone and sent a message: VIP DONE.

After a while, the reply message arrived: half a year off.

"Huh..." He exhaled with a comfortable breath and muttered to himself, "Twelve years later, this stupid mission is finally over. Liu Jun, who are you? Why are the higher-ups willing to pay such a high price to keep an eye on you?"

Beijing, old houses.

Nan Yi took out his mobile phone and clicked on the latest information. When he saw a string of numbers "1977", he smiled knowingly, "Silly boy, are you happy being a three billionaire? Enjoy the little time left in this time and space."

More than a month ago, Nan Ruobong told him that prehistoric civilization under Rachel's Space Journey Laboratory found an underground building suspected of aliens or prehistoric civilization deep in the Amazon jungle, and found a triangular ring inside. There are large and small eyes carved on it, and the purpose of the triangular ring is not yet clear.

Nan Ruoping didn't know clearly, but he knew it too well.

It can only be said that there is God's will in the dark, and there is cause and effect between seemingly unrelated things. He doesn't know how he traveled to this world. He only remembers that he lost consciousness for a long time. When he woke up, only He saw a triangular ring and countless eyes, large and small. Then, he lost consciousness again and woke up on the streets of Beijing in 1976.

Now, things are a little clearer. He should be Nan Ruoping who sent him here, but he still doesn't know why it was him?

Nan Yi had a sense of urgency. He suspected that his life was about to end, maybe not by death, maybe...possibles that he could not imagine, maybe there would be no changes, maybe everything was possible.

Nan Yi was deep in thought when Liu Zhen's sharp voice rang out, "Nan, what are you giggling over there? Hurry up and leave. My grandson is about to finish school."

"What the hell, my family has been fine without you for more than 20 years. You have only been retired for half a year, and you are already making me crazy. What are you doing here? It would be great to stay in Guangdong Province."

"I'm telling you, don't be angry with me. I'm retired now and have nothing to do. I have plenty of time to make trouble with you."

"Okay, you're awesome, I'll give in and bring the kettle."

After a flurry of excitement, Nan Yi and Liu Zhen left the living room and came to the yard. They put on their helmets and each pushed an electric car out of the yard and headed for Nan Zehang's school.

Low-key, low-key again, Liu Zhen has retired, but Nan Wuwei has reached the point of earning 23 cents to 24 cents. The academic qualification is a doctorate, three first-class medals, several second-class and third-class medals, military merits, top secret , Nan Yi has no idea what skills he has, and he needs qualifications. He has served for almost twenty-five years. Not only can he drive a ship, but he can also fly a helicopter, so there should be no problems.

But no matter what, you should try to be careful. The brat is about to hit the small target of the aircraft carrier captain, but you can't hold him back. The Nan family is looking forward to it from top to bottom, especially grandma Fang Mengyin, who will stop grandpa Nan's revolution by just two cents. San's regrets are pinned on his great-grandson.

In the traffic flow, Nan Yi rode black and Liu Zhen rode white. The black and white duo were fully armed and moved forward little by little. It was the peak time for children to get out of school. There were many old men and women rushing to pick up their children like the two of them. , you can also meet a few familiar old ladies on the road. Liu Zhen is in a row with them. The old women are chirping and chatting happily.

The people following them were unhappy because they were riding so slowly and blocking the road. If they hadn't seen a group of old ladies, one of whom was more likely to be difficult to deal with, they would have scolded them long ago.

Don't push hard into the pile of people who respect the old and love the young, just to scare you, old lady, if anyone dares to be aggressive, just lie down on the ground and howl twice, and walk around without food.

After finally arriving at the school gate, Nan Yi didn't dare to take off the scarf that was used to protect his face from the wind. He was helpless. Who asked him to look young? For a man in his fifties, if he dressed up a little, no one would doubt him if he said he was twenty-eight or nine. , women, after thirty-five, they start to show off their shamelessness. More than once, he has encountered an old lady who pounced on her and asked if her wife was still there.

If he dared to answer that he was no longer there, he would probably be beaten and taken to the Civil Affairs Bureau to be forcibly registered.

Not only old ladies, but mothers are also greedy for his body. Whenever there is a parent-teacher meeting, there is always a mother who will help him occupy a seat, an oval center point, surrounded by young women, ranging from 27 to 37. Yes, those eyes were like 502 glue, it stuck to his waist and couldn't be shaken off.

After a short wait, the children filed out of the school gate. As usual, Nan Yi did not need to scan with high precision. He only had to take a quick glance and saw a female teacher in her forties. Next to her, she must be Nan Zehang.

The female teacher’s surname is Zhong, the director of Nanze Flight. She is not obsessed with Nanze’s body, but she is more enthusiastic than others who are obsessed with it. This is all because her daughter is a senior in high school this year and her grades are not good enough. It will be difficult for her to enter Beijing University unless she performs exceptionally well.

"Professor Nan."

"Teacher Zhong."

"The results of yesterday's math test came out, and Nanzehang got perfect marks again. This test is different from the past. The last question was an Olympic competition question. Only two people in the class could answer it. I want to discuss it with you. Nanzehang About joining the Olympic Interest Group."

Teacher Zhong is very considerate, and his motivation for releasing kindness is very obvious.

"Teacher Zhong, Zehang is only in the first grade. I don't want him to be too tired from studying. Let's forget about the interest group and wait until he is in the third or fourth grade. This child has recently become obsessed with practicing guzheng. I heard that your child has been practicing guzheng since he was a child. How about This weekend, our two families will find a place to play for a day, giving Zehang a chance to ask for advice from his sister."

When Teacher Zhong heard this, his face lit up, "Okay, my husband happens to be free this week."

In fact, her husband's workplace was very busy, and he had already said in advance that he would work overtime on weekends, but that was nothing to worry about. She had to skip work for the sake of her daughter's future.

"Then let's just say it. I'll call Teacher Zhong on Saturday night and we'll confirm it then."

"Okay." Teacher Zhong responded hurriedly.

After the greetings were over, Nan Yi put Nan Zehang on the electric car and was about to leave. When he turned around, he saw that Liu Zhen and the old ladies were still chatting, probably about square dancing. An old lady was holding a The mobile phone pointed at several other screens, and two old ladies staring at the screen twisted their waists and danced from time to time.

"Zehang, you dance with your grandma tomorrow, and grandpa has the day off."

Nan Zehang, who was holding Nan Yi's waist and sitting in the back seat, looked forward and said with lingering fear: "Grandpa, grandma is too heavy, I can't lift it. Can I get sick tomorrow?"

"I've been sick so many times that your grandma wouldn't believe it."

Nan Zehang's little face immediately showed bitter gourd, "Hey, when will this day end?"

"Take it easy, your dad also struggled for ten years before he got over it."

Nan Zehang's eyes lit up, "Grandpa, help me sign up for next year's abacus and mental arithmetic competition."

"Haha, it doesn't matter what I said, you go to your parents to discuss it."

"Grandpa, don't fool the child. My dad listens to you. If you tell him to pee, he will never dare to pee... Ouch, it hurts. Grandpa let go."

"Little bastard, please speak politely. You are urinating and having diarrhea. If you have time to be poor, you might as well think about how to buy some snacks on the road later. Your Grandpa Mei is on vacation, and your grandma will cook for the next month."

"Ah?" Nan Zehang's little eyes rolled, "Grandpa, do you know how to talk about love in a local way?"

"Skin, are you happy?"

"Grandpa, you are such a jerk. Grandma is so good, but you still say bad things about her behind her back. I think grandma is the best grandma in the world. I must have been a koi carp in my previous life..."

"Stop flattering me." Liu Zhen, who had already arrived in front of the electric car, interrupted cheerfully, then activated her face-changing magic, and said to Nan Yi with a cold face: "Nan, what are you saying bad things about me?"

Nan Yi said disdainfully: "You believe it too, can you leave?"

"Let's go. Zehang, do you want grandma to take you?"

"No, leave the hard work to grandpa."

"Zehang is so smart and knows how to feel sorry for grandma."

Without waiting for Nai and Sun, Nan Yi turned on the accelerator and left. After riding for a while, he said to Nan Zehang fiercely: "You are trying to trick me because of your cleverness. Believe it or not, grandpa will be on a business trip for half a month?"

Hearing this, Nan Zehang immediately leaned his head on Nan Yi's back, "No, I like grandpa the most. I won't think about food or tea without you."

"Fool on the wall." Nan Yi laughed and scolded.

"Fall with the wind, wherever there is benefit." Nan Zehang answered, and suddenly shouted: "Grandpa, do you hear it? One is long and two is short. It's Duan You. Please respond."

"What's the answer? There's no speaker."

"Broken car." Nan Zehang spat, covering his mouth with his hands, and replied with a meat horn: "Beep... beep... beep."

Following his response, a head popped out of a car and shouted at Nan Yi: "Pagoda suppresses the river demon."

"I'm the most slutty in jokes."

"Haha, it turns out we are friends, looking for a place to have a drink?"

"Pour a glass of wine on the table."

"Who else but me, hahaha." The driver laughed and stepped on the accelerator to catch the green light that was about to turn yellow.

Nan Yi squeezed the brakes and stopped in front of the red light. He turned around and said to Nan Zehang: "With a mobile phone, you are going to be in trouble. You know that everything is vast, right?"

"Grandpa, let's not be impatient and be more Buddhist."

"You're talking about internet slang, what, you want to be an internet celebrity?"