Chong Sheng 1977Nian Cong Zhi Qing Kai Shi

In a flash, it came to the third day of the first lunar month.

"Nanyi, help me buy a box of pearl cream today."

In the program of the Spring Festival Gala, like a burden, it mentioned two cosmetic brands that have been very popular in the past two years, one is Maxam, and the other is Yongfang Pearl Cream.

Yongfang Pearl Cream has almost reached the point of a box, which shows that it is a best seller.

"Chemical additives are indispensable for those sold outside. I'll ask someone to collect some wild freshwater pearls. You can grind them into powder yourself and blend them into pearl cream."

"Is it too troublesome?" Liu Zhen hesitated.

"If you want to put it on your face, you still have to be careful. I will order the third pharmaceutical company to open a cosmetics project, specializing in the development of harmless cosmetics."

"Just for my use? Ah, no, should I add the word 'we'?"

"Silly girl, don't think too much." Nan Yi hugged Liu Zhen, patted her on the head, "Go to work, be careful on the way."

"Nothing will happen, you have arranged a car for me."

Through Chen Feng's channels, Nanyi arranged for Liu Zhen a Huazhong Trading car to take her to and from get off work. Liu Zhen could lie to the public that she had a neighbor who drove a small car, and the relationship between the two families was relatively good, so that others would be jealous at most. Without thinking too much.

Private use of public cars is a trend at the moment, no one will say anything, it's too much, driving a public car, filling up with public gas, and carrying passengers and goods outside.

Nan Yi is different from others, he did not take advantage of the public, just for this car, Nan Yi gave Huazhong Trading a business, at least it can bring them millions of profits, in return, it is not a bad idea to pick up Liu Zhen point.

After sending Liu Zhen outside and watching her get into the car, Nan Yi returned to the living room.

What Nanyi didn't know was that he made a joke yesterday, but he was already walking towards the truth.

A county-level cigarillo factory in Black Province, the cigarillos produced are the same as ordinary cigarettes, without filters, and packaged in tobacco color, named "Amber Fragrance".

Due to the single product and other reasons, it is on the verge of bankruptcy.

After seeing the show performed by Ma Ji, the factory leader suddenly thought, "Why don't they produce Universe brand cigarettes?"

In this way, several factory leaders have set off from Heilongjiang Province and are rushing to the capital to register the trademark, and they also want to find Ma Ji to endorse this cigarette.

Nanyi was sitting on the sofa, holding the remote control of the video recorder, and repeatedly watched the "Gold and Silver Guess" program in the video of the Spring Festival Gala recorded yesterday. There was a home video in this program. The family was eating dumplings and drinking Moutai. The color TV and refrigerator at home Everything is available.

The other Nanyi didn't pay attention, the only thing he paid attention to was that Moutai had appeared in the Spring Festival Gala for the second time.

Nan Chen Liquor can't wait until the TV commercials are released before starting to promote it. Chen Weizong's preparations for the World Wine and Spirits Expo are almost there, and it's just a step away.

Nan Yi should also help Chen Weizong open up a channel, so that he can have the opportunity to send Nan Chenjiu to the White House banquet.

"Dad, the weather is nice today, shall we go out for a walk?" Nan Yi had just watched the video for a while, when Nan Ruofing walked up to him and said.

"OK."

Nan Yi turned off the TV and VCR, and turned to look at Nan Ruofing's clothes. Her clothes were a bit advanced in China, but Nan Yi didn't let her change into one.

In January of this year, the National Workwear Style Selection Conference was held in Beijing. The meeting selected 120 excellent styles from 986 pieces and recommended them to the whole country.

This selection meeting is a signal that the definition of "outlandish clothes" is no longer as strict as before.

In the past few years, wearing a suit was considered to be a relatively outrageous thing, a manifestation of the petty bourgeoisie, but now, the suit has become the work clothes of various state-owned units that serve the outside world, and the grocery store sells pork. Both wear suits.

The clothes on Nan Ruofing don't have any extra accessories, they are just a little more luxurious, but the extent of this luxury can't be evaluated by ordinary people.

Nan Yi went to the room to find two of Liu Zhen's scarves, wrapped them around Nan Ruofing and herself, and then went out.

Not long after leaving the house, two young men walked up to him, one of them was carrying a tape recorder on his shoulder, playing music from the speaker, "Ali, Alibaba, Alibaba is a happy young man, Ali, Alibaba, Alibaba is from Stranger from Mars."

The two young men were still swaying when they were walking. Nan Yi didn't see any sense of rhythm, but just swayed along with the music. I guess they had no chance to get into the dance hall, so they could only wait for a few more years to go to the disc. Jumping around in the hall.

"Father, what is popular in China now?"

"what you mean?"

"Dancing, Toprock? Footwork? Powermove or Freeze, Flip?"

"It's almost the same as the previous two years. It's still three-step four-step, sailor dance, posting, etc. The rock-and-roll step, mid-air freeze-frame you mentioned, isn't it Breaking [break dancing], it's not popular in the Bronx Well, why did you go shopping there?"

"Aunt Scarlett is a Yankee fan, don't you know, Dad?"

"so what?"

"She often takes us to Yankees games. Isn't the Yankees home in the Bronx? Every time I go there, I see people dancing Breaking there, including blacks, Hispanics, and Chinese."

"It's not just watching, is it? Did Scarlett take you to dance?"

"Take me and Hongdou to skip twice, Dad, Breaking is not difficult to learn."

"You and Hongdou have a kung fu background, of course it's not difficult to learn. Part of the moves in Breaking come from Shaw's Kung Fu martial arts movies."

"Oh, Dad, how do you know Breaking so well?"

"Haha, because Dad can also dance." Nanyi twisted his body and made a classic glass-wiping movement.

"Hee hee, I will too."

Nan Ruofing followed Nan Yi's example and also wiped a piece of glass.

The father and daughter walked and chatted all the way, and before they knew it, they arrived at Baihuashen Hutong.

As soon as he walked to the gate of the courtyard, Nanyi heard roaring laughter from inside, "This grandson Wang Yan really regards this place as his own home, and he will stay here in the first lunar month."

Shaking his head, he and Nan Ruobing walked into the yard, took a look, there were many people around a table, after a little identification, Nan Yi recognized Ye Qian, Ma Modu, Zheng Xiaolong, Ying Kai, Jiang stew, and...

Hey, Feng Pants has already mixed into this circle at this time?

Nan Yi, who lacked understanding of the literary and art circles, didn't know that his little wings had spread shock waves, and some things had undergone slight changes. Some people were accelerated to get to know each other, but some people lost the chance to get to know each other.

There are also some people's chances that have been changed invisibly.

Where Nanyi passed by, the trajectory of the river will naturally change. The more he does and the more changes, the impact will naturally become greater and greater, from a trickle to a big river, and even to the ocean. .

Maybe one day it will change the evolution of the world. Fortunately, Nanyi is not a "memory stream" player. What he has always admired is the analysis of the situation and timely intelligence.

Although the Feng trousers in front of him are a bit different from the one in Nanyi's memory, his mouth and teeth should not be wrong. This person is Feng trousers.

The man next to Feng's trousers looked familiar, but Nanyi didn't recognize him.

"What are you talking about? It's so fun."

Nanyi took Nan Ruofing forward to say hello.

"We are talking about Yanzi and Ma Modu. A few days ago, these two grandsons went to Donglaishun and ordered twenty catties of boiled mutton. Well, they didn't scare the waiters. What about the meat tickets that were brought back from the bandit’s lair.”

Both Wang Yan and Ma Mo didn't take it seriously, Wang Yan laughed and said: "You still talk about us, you are not much better, haven't you passed the silver spoon at Lao Mo, and you are still going around him Old Mo's door is leaving."

Ye Qian spat: "Go, I am a person who does such a shameful thing?"

"That's right." Ma Modu said.

"Nan Batian, where did you come back from? I called you the day before yesterday and wanted to ask you to come out and watch the night together, but no one answered at all. Are you back to Weeping Willow?"

"No, I just arrived in the capital the afternoon before yesterday and came back from Xiangtang."

"Hey, Nan Batian is Nan Batian. Going to Xiangxi is the same as taking Miyun for me. If you say go, you will go back. Hey, who is this girl, your niece?" Wang Yan said, pointing to the guide Ruo Fing asked.

"My daughter." Nan Yi said casually, and then said to Nan Ruobing: "This is all your uncles and uncles, from the first lunar month, please say hello."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and said to those present: "It's not convenient to go to the toilet for a while, don't let my daughter's gift be useless."

Nan Ruofing smiled and said sweetly, "Happy New Year, uncles and uncles."

"Very good, no one slipped away, hurry up, what are you waiting for?"

"Nan Batian, everyone says they want to ask for red envelopes. How can you be so chasing after them? Why don't you owe them first? In the past two days, these grandchildren have won away with the back of their hands."

"It doesn't matter if it's money or not. My daughter's gift is already done, so why don't you take a red paper bag to fool me."

"There is a red paper bag, here you are." Wang Yan took out a crumpled red paper bag from his pocket and threw it to Nanyi.

Nan Yi grabbed it, twirled it, and knew it was empty, "Okay, I'm just joking with you, you grandson, money is also easy to spend, there is no half in the pocket of the first lunar month, and you are not afraid of seeing it when you go out .”

Seeing that other people were handing red envelopes to Nan Ruofing, Nan Yi gave Nan Ruofing a look and asked her to accept it. Is this friendship easy to establish once you come and go.

"Ha, don't let everyone give the red envelopes for free. Let me boil the mutton later. Let me ask you, let alone 20 catties, 200 catties will do."

"Nan Batian, can you not mention this?"

"Okay, then skip it, a few new friends have come, why don't you introduce them." Nan Yi gestured to a few people he should not have known.

"Let me introduce to you, this is Zheng Xiaolong, from the Beijing TV Production Center, brought by Yuzi; this is Feng Pants, with Xiaolong; and this one, that's amazing, his grandfather was ×× independent The head of the regiment..."

"Okay, let me say Wang Yan, I also have a first and last name, introduce to others, don't keep mentioning my grandfather, hello, Ye Daying."

"Nan Yi." Nan Yi shook hands with Ye Daying, and said, "I haven't seen you before, needless to say, you must be a good student, and I haven't come out to investigate."

"Haha, Nan Batian, you can pull it down. Da Ying grew up in Shanghai. If he wants to stay in the capital, he may have to be killed by you."

"Nonsense, you're a stubborn master, I'm not." Nan Yi said something to Wang Suo, and then said to everyone: "If Wang Hooligan tells you that I used to fight or something, don't believe it.

I was a good boy since I was a child. I studied hard and made progress every day. I went down to cultivate the earth for half a year, and then I became a glorious college student. Except for Wang Hooligan, everyone is a cultural person at first sight. We don’t have the same knowledge as him. "

"Hey, I said Nan Batian, is there someone like you who bury people? Why am I not a cultural person, old horse, tell Nan Batian about my glorious history."

"What are you talking about, you said you published a short story, or did you say you received sixty-two cents for the manuscript?"

"Hey, I said old horse, when did you vent your anger with Nan Batian?"