My 1979

Sitting in the yard, holding a book, after flipping through a few pages, I really didn't want to read it, so I accidentally sent Qin Yuanyuan a message asking her what she was doing.

"What about you, what are you doing?" She replied quickly.

"Reading at home," he added after sending the first post, "I actually didn't finish reading. Would you like to watch a movie?"

"No, I'm very busy at work today." She sent a crying-laughing emoji, and then said, "I'm still doing a summary of the material report. Let's do it tomorrow. I'll treat you to a movie tomorrow."

"Okay, then you get busy first." Li Lan really couldn't understand why his rich second generation could be so bored.

If he wanted to, he could have some fun.

There was a sudden sound at the door. He walked out and saw an old man picking up scraps from the trash can with iron pliers under the darkening sky. From time to time, he threw some paper boxes into the tricycle behind him.

"You don't want these anymore?" the old man asked, holding up a pair of leather shoes with iron pliers.

Li Lan smiled and said, "I won't wear any more."

Most of the garbage in the trash can at the door was thrown away by him alone.

"It's pretty good." The old man held up the shoe and looked at it. "Isn't it just a waste of money if I throw it away?"

Li Lan smiled and said, "It's glued and can't be worn again."

The old man’s surname is Chen. He is a frequent visitor to the nearby Activity Center of the Veterans Retirement Bureau. He likes to ride a tricycle to pick up garbage when he has nothing to do.

His father had seriously told him that he should smooth over the old man's hair in order to save his son's face.

As for the rank of Old Man Chen's son, he didn't know. After all, he didn't say anything. In short, the person who needed his advice was definitely not an ordinary person.

Old man Chen threw his shoes into the tricycle and put the pliers aside. He pushed the handlebar and was about to leave when he saw the car at the door of the house and said with a smile, "Changing cars again? Hongqi? Not five or six million." Can’t you get off?”

"It's not my money that was spent," Li Lan deliberately said in the tone of a second-generation ancestor, "My predecessors planted trees, and my descendants enjoy the shade."

The original car didn't have gas when he got home from the hospital, so he simply changed it to drive with a red flag.

Old Man Chen said with a smile, "I have money, so you can spend it as much as you can. There is no need to help him save it. Help him spread the money, which will help stimulate the economy."

Li Lan smiled and said, "Everything you said is right."

Old Man Chen said, "You haven't offended anyone recently, have you?"

Li Lan said, "Master Chen, who can offend my character? I don't understand what you mean?"

Old Man Chen said, "As long as you don't offend anyone, you need to improve your personal safety awareness. Your family is not an ordinary family. If you don't protect everything, you may have misguided ideas."

"Master Chen, you'd better just say it. I'm stupid and my reaction is a bit slow. It's hot outside, why don't you come in for a cup of tea?" Li Lan enthusiastically welcomed him into the house.

Old Man Chen said, "No, it's getting dark and I have to go home. It's nothing important. Maybe I'm overthinking it. I'm just giving you a heads up."

Recently, there has been a woman who always hangs around here when there is no one at home. Occasionally, she will stand at the door when no one is home, as if to observe something.

However, it is impossible for you to say that someone is a bad person. Their car cannot be worse than yours, and they are well-dressed. "

Li Lan asked curiously, "What does it look like?"

Old Man Chen said, "I really don't know what she looks like. It's so far away and I can't get close to take a look. Anyway, I know she's a woman. She wears sunglasses and she probably doesn't look ugly."

Li Lan said, "Thank you, I will pay attention to it and spare you the trouble."

Old Man Chen said, "What's the matter? I'll just tell you casually, just think it's me being overly concerned. However, you can't just look at the surface of this person. There are also many bright and beautiful bad guys, right?"

"Master Chen, what you said makes sense." Li Lan wondered secretly.

Who could be the woman standing at the door of her house?

Old man Chen got on the tricycle and waved his hand, "Let's go."

Li Lan smiled and waved to him, telling him to ride slower. After watching him and his tricycle disappear, he didn't rush back to the house. He simply locked the door, took a pack of cigarettes from the car, put it in, and walked along the film and television base. Walked around.

Nothing was found.

There is a courtyard at the entrance of the film and television base. There lives a middle-aged man in his forties, who is mainly responsible for the sanitation and cleaning of the film and television base. When he saw Li Lan coming over, he greeted with a smile, "Mr. Li, have you eaten?"

This was a person whose displeasure could cost him his job, so he couldn't help but be disrespectful.

On the surface, his job is as a cleaner, but in fact, there are no cleaners as idle as him. He only needs to clean the trash cans every day, and there are only two in total.

You have food and accommodation here, and you don’t need to clock in to work.

He has no subordinates or direct leaders. He basically has the final say in the entire film and television base.

There are prime locations nearby, and parking is difficult. Occasionally, people come to park in circles, and he can take the opportunity to collect some parking fees.

Although the film and television base is not a cultural relic protection building, it is quite old and it is a very historical place. Many artistic young people with SLRs and wedding photography studios will come here to take pictures after being introduced to it.

He alone has the final say whether to charge money or not, and how much money to charge.

In order to appear formal and professional, he even issued receipts.

After a while, including salary, he has an income of less than 200,000 yuan a year. He relies on this job to stay in the two apartments in his hometown.

It is true that there is gold everywhere in Sijiu City, but he has no ability to pick it up, so this corner is his blessed land. As long as his big boss Li Laoer does not fire him, he will not decide to move in this life.

Li Lan asked, "Are there many people here recently?"

The middle-aged person said, "Not many. At most, seven or eight people came to take wedding photos together on that day, which was Wednesday. I was surprised at the well in front of me. I took a lot of photos. There were no people in the remaining days, but two young people came. He left after holding the machine for less than half an hour, and he thought my charging of thirty yuan was a bit expensive."

The fee he charged was approved by the Li family, so of course he didn't hide it.

Li Lan said, "Aren't there any strange people?"

"No," the middle-aged man scratched his head. Seeing Li Lan's disappointed expression, he hurriedly said, "There is surveillance here, but I don't know if it can still be used."

"Surveillance?" Li Lan knew for the first time that he had never seen what the cameras here looked like.

"Yes, it seems to be called a micro camera." The middle-aged man led the way. After going around several doors, he finally stopped in a backyard. He pointed to a door and said, "This is a computer room. I don't know how to use it. I My old friend said it cost tens of millions to install.”

"Your cousin is Dong Hao, right?" Li Lan pushed the door open and went in. There was a cabinet as high as one person on the ground, and a non-displayed monitor on the wall. He rubbed the cabinet with his hand. It was very clean without a trace of dust, and then asked , "Is there usually anyone maintaining it?"

"Dong Hao is my cousin." The middle-aged man said with a smile, "He used to be responsible for arranging the maintenance of this place. After he returned to his hometown, everything is now under the control of General Manager Song of Song Valley, but he comes rarely. Occasionally, there are people from Oriental Pictures. Someone comes to check or replace the battery.

I don't know anything. I clean the inside occasionally and keep it dry. "

When his old cousin asked him to come here to work, he told him that the first task was to maintain the hygiene of the computer room. The hygiene outside was actually secondary. If Li Lan didn't live here, he would basically not have to go out.