Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

In the high sky, several stars were shining coldly, and the night below had not faded, but Wuliao Town had already woke up.

The lights in the houses and buildings came on one after another. The early risers cleared their throats, and then they would be able to spread far away. Some people’s chickens in cages could not figure out the situation, but they heard outside For fear of oversleeping, I was busy crowing.

Workers in twos and threes, wearing thick down jackets, hushed their hands, stomped their feet, and trot across the street, bringing out a string of "rusting".

Although breakfast was provided in the factory, some people couldn't help being tempted when they saw the hot shops on the side of the road. They paid for two steamed buns, both to satisfy their hunger and warm their hands.

When crossing the road, I couldn't help but curse. A bus from the village below just screamed. The exhaust gas condensed in the cold winter was sprayed directly on him. This time, even the buns. The meat in it all smells of gasoline.

The few girls who went to the factory arm in arm saw this scene and couldn't help but laugh. The laughter was crisp and eye-catching.

These young girls who do not accidentally rub each other, just listen to the sound, it makes people happy.

Entering the area of ​​the park, there are employees who have changed camouflage uniforms one after another. They hurried out of the factory and ran towards the complex. When they arrived in front of the building, they realized that more people came earlier than themselves. Under the high light, they changed Workers in camouflage uniforms, a piece of dampness.

On the steps, the supervisors at all levels also arrived early, stomping their feet with the roster, and the security guard responsible for leading the team was already beginning to organize the team.

This can be said to be the most beautiful month of their year.

This month, during this time in the morning, everyone, including the president, must listen to their orders.

At 6:30, the assembly of people was completed, and no company leader spoke. Following the command of "turn right, run away", the staff from the first workshop of the cabinet factory and the embroidery workshop of the home textile factory led the team. The workers in the park ran in two parts. One runs upwards along the road, and the other runs downwards along the road, not asking for speed, only quantity, and the goal is 3 kilometers.

They left listening to the security guard's "one two one" password, and then came back shouting "one, two, three, four" and "one two three four".

The last "one, two, three, four" command was shouted very loudly, there was the joy of victory in sight, and more, I was afraid that it was out of some faintly mischievous psychology, looking at the families on the roadside who had not yet lit up, "I let you sleep in a warm bed,"

But the effect is minimal. In such a cold morning, the bed is so comfortable and noisy? I just turn over.

But these people who have finished running will not miss the warmth in the bed at this time-we are warm and sweating.

At this time, there was a lot of people in the comprehensive restaurant. Everyone who ran for three kilometers, no matter how confused people, will be energetic and have a particularly good appetite. Milk bread, steamed bun porridge, fried rice and rib soup... everyone has it on the plate. fully.

The TV hanging from the top of the restaurant was tuned to the middle of this year before it was officially broadcasted. The first 24-hour live news channel in China naturally included news about the Premier’s visit.

"Yiping is good for everything, why do we need to run in such a cold day?" someone said.

"What do you know? Isn't it winter here, do we need to increase our physical fitness through exercise? Also, Yiping insists on morning jogs all year round, regardless of cold or heat, he can do it so busy, why do we Can't do it?"

"Yes, yes, you are right. Hey, it's here. You said, the winter in the United States is so cold. Look at the airport. There is so much snow. We haven't snowed yet."

"Look, you see, that is Yiping." At this time, the Prime Minister stepped out of the cabin and beckoned to everyone, because similar images have been seen more than once, and many people have identified those people at the airport at this time. In, who is their Feng Yiping.

Even if the people below this meeting don’t even have a front face, they still see it at first glance. In the middle of the row on the right, beside the stocky middle-aged man, the thin and tall man waving a small flag at this time , Is their Feng Yiping.

Many people stopped their chopsticks at this meeting and stared at the big screen. When the prime minister shook hands with the person who picked up the plane, Feng Yiping's face flashed on the screen-it really flashed, which is probably zero. A few seconds.

On occasions where national leaders appear, they are naturally the protagonists. Feng Yiping and the group called "Chinese and overseas Chinese, representatives of overseas students, Chinese-funded institutions" in the news at the airport can flash their faces. Not bad.

But it was still caught by many people. Although it was not the first time I saw it, everyone still couldn't help but cheered "Oh".

It is always a very glorious thing to have such face-to-face contact with leaders, and Feng Yiping's glory is the glory of all of them.

But there was still some controversy. Some people insisted, “The prime minister’s handshake with Yiping takes longer than others.”

These people, naturally, like their Feng Yiping very much, and they are eager and convinced that their Feng Yiping will be treated differently on any occasion.

However, some people object to this view. They also like Feng Yiping very much. However, they believe that Feng Yiping at this time is already good enough and perfect enough that there is no need for those non-existent moments of attention to highlight.

Those non-existent moments of attention are a tarnish to his image.

"How do you know that it's less than a second?"

"I just know, do you think I was thinking about it? I recorded this paragraph at home and watched it many times, but it was longer! If you don't believe me, go to my house after get off work."

"Okay, okay, I know you meant it, but, do you think Yiping needs something like this now? Just talk about it in front of us, don't mention it in front of outsiders, lest we get laughed at and talk about us boast,"

"You can say, I still don't understand the truth? But, why am I bragging, no, you must go to my house to watch that video after get off work today,"

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Sheng was awakened by Jiasheng's employees. He looked at the alarm clock and felt that the residual temperature of the air conditioner was no longer there. He simply got out of bed and dressed, and I went for a few steps.

But it's really cold!

He stood on the side of the road, rubbing his hands and stomping, letting Jiasheng's neatly paced troops go first, his heart full of pride.

It's not because the people passing by would take a look at his parent official, but because of the sight before him.

So early, so busy morning, so early, these organized and disciplined teams on the road are a manifestation of industrial civilization, that is, a manifestation of advanced and developed.

The towns next to it are probably still dark, and the dogs don’t bark.

However, although I usually feel like my body is good, I feel that my body is really not good after running. I feel that my legs are sour and heavy, and the cold wind is pouring into my throat.

The small shop next to it was also very enthusiastic, greeted endlessly, "Major, here is a bun with earthen pork stuffing,"

"The county magistrate, have a pie, homemade spring onions, hand chopped meat,"

"Major, come to a bowl of tofu brain,"

Seeing that the boss threw the steamed buns over, Sheng Zheng refused in his heart. Hey, it's easy to beat people with meat steamed buns. Haven't you heard that Xiehouyu?

However, since he had already retreated, he really had to keep running. How could the county magistrate, who is so beloved by me, run a few steps without running? Isn't that detrimental to our glorious image?

Haha, it's great that you are here, Lao Huang!

The door opened as soon as it was pushed, but there was no one in the open hall, and there was heat, aroma and voice from the kitchen next to it.

Sheng Zheng coughed, "The county magistrate?" Huang Chengzhong took the tongs and popped a head out of the kitchen, "Here,"

He didn't ask why Sheng Zheng came here early in the morning, "If you don't want the kitchen, it's warm here,"

"Which kitchen? It's smoky." Mother Huang ran out to turn on the air conditioner, wearing an apron. "The county magistrate, sit down, and the noodles will be ready immediately. Old Huang, give the county magistrate a cup of milk."

"No trouble, no trouble," Sheng Zheng smiled, "I'd better go to the kitchen, it smells pretty similar, what did I do?"

He insisted that Mother Huang didn't see him outside either, "It's the handmade noodles in Yiping's uncle's factory. You sit down, the county magistrate, and I'll go out."

"No wonder it's so warm, you still use firewood,"

The set of cabinets and gas stove next to it seems to be just for viewing, the latest firewood-saving stove, this will be steaming hot, and the furnace is blazing.

The difference with the previous ones is that the firewood that is now burned is all well-cleaved trees sold in the nearby forest farms, the same length or thick shrubs.

"Haha, I am used to eating wood-fired rice," Huang Chengzhong handed Sheng Zheng a cup of hot milk, and took out a small wooden box from the cupboard. "This is also good to eat with, you should be able to eat it,"

"Oh, cheese, this is a good thing," Sheng Zheng knew what it was at a glance, but he didn't recognize the sign on it. He only saw a "C" in front of his head, "Ka...,"

"It seems to be Kaaba," Huang Chengzhong thought for a while and said, "They said it was from France."

"Camombe?"

"Yes, this is it,"

"Then this is really a good thing." This brand of cheese is not heavy in taste, full of milk, not salty, not greasy, smooth and refreshing. It is a high-end French cheese and synonymous with French cheese. Even the recipe is now used by France. The government keeps secrets.

Sheng Zheng had also eaten it the year before last year when his unit organized a group to "investigate" in Europe.

"The magistrate just happened to take it away," Huang Chengzhong turned out a few boxes from the cabinet, "They said it was a good thing, but we just couldn't get used to it."

"Give me this box." Sheng Zheng held the box that he had cut off. "Old Huang, I came to you. I want to ask you something. Is Yiping busy over there now?"

"The living room is warm. Go to the living room." Mother Huang walked in anxiously from the outside holding a bag of fried dough sticks.

"After working on this matter," Huang Chengzhong pointed to the news on the TV. "He said that he would be back before New Year's Day, but recently there seems to be something important."

"Well, then I want to go to Fengjiachong, let Uncle Feng and the others make a phone call to talk about such a big thing, I still want to be able to be there at peacetime, do you want to be together? ?"

When Sheng Zheng did this, naturally he didn't want to take credit. He wanted everyone to know that Wuliao was able to annex some places next to it because of whom.

"That's all right, I'll call it first, let's go to lunch," Huang Chengzhong agreed readily.

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The fruitless dispute that occurred in the restaurant in the morning will have the answer in the evening.

In the afternoon, a video was uploaded on the official website. It was the scene where the Prime Minister met.

This video was naturally impossible to broadcast in China, and Jiasheng’s propaganda department could not enter such occasions. It was provided by Phoenix TV, who was present at the time. It was also impossible for them to broadcast all those images on the TV station.

When Buchanan heard Feng Yiping talk about it, they readily copied a copy. Speaking of which, Jiasheng is also one of the major clients of Phoenix Satellite TV.

Although he couldn't hear what the prime minister was talking about, watching him deliberately brought Feng Yiping from the corner to the front center, and stood beside him for a group photo. This kind of hospitality made everyone in Jiasheng excited.

"I just said that at the airport, the prime minister was different to Yiping. How about it, believe it now," said those who provoked the argument in the morning.

At this time, no one really refuted, but those who opposed it in the morning were not annoyed. It turns out that their Yiping is really so interesting on such occasions.

Business in the town’s restaurants improved a lot that evening. Feng Zhenchang drank a few more glasses that evening, and Mei Qiuping did not object.

At this time, Feng Yiping was wearing sportswear and taking Owen, running from the Waldorf Astoria Hotel to the opposite Central Park.

However, he is not easy, such a favor, it seems that he should really think of ways to do something. (To be continued.)