Rebirth of the Burning Era

On the opening day of the concert, Liang Yifei sat in the office and looked down from the two newly opened windows of the office.

There are mountains of people on both sides.

On one side is the entrance of Lanyun Lake. The crowd queuing up to buy tickets at the gate has spread to the road outside. The parking lot has long been full. Along the edge of the road, a long line of cars parked for a hundred or two meters, as if all of a sudden. Throwback to the days of traffic jams decades later.

I am afraid that half of the private cars in the entire Binhai City are here.

As for bicycles and motorcycles, there are countless, especially bicycles, which are uniformly parked in a large open space planned by Lanyun Lake. Looking down from the upstairs, the rows are densely packed, just like the shared bicycle cemetery of later generations. similar.

On the other side, on the stage temporarily built by Lanyun Lake, Cui Jian and Dou Wei have not yet appeared. They are preparing in the background, the music has already started, and people who have bought tickets have entered the arena one after another. Sit on the ground.

"Brother, I am so distressed!" Wu Sanshou said with a heartbroken expression: "If I had known that so many people would come, it would have been better if I hadn't donated! Damn, thousands of people can sit on the grass outside, and the ballroom inside can sit well. Hundreds, let’s say a loss of thirty or forty thousand!”

After speaking, he suddenly realized that this was wrong, and quickly explained: "Brother, I'm not talking about you, I just can't bear so much money, what is the hope project, I don't know where all the money is going!"

"Small money won't go, big money won't come." Liang Yifei smiled lightly, pointed to some people standing on the side of the road outside downstairs, and said, "Are those ticket scalping?"

"Isn't it! Brother, you don't even know, the concert ticket is like a subscription certificate. If you buy it at the front, you can sell it for five more yuan later to accompany you.

Mainly talking about the source of students, there is a new era shrouded in it, these two schools have a very difficult life, if the new era is willing, it can almost make them unable to survive.

There is also a cram school in Binhai City, Xincheng Cram School. No one came, but a big opening flower basket was sent yesterday. The owner of this cram school is Song Zhongshi.

Although no one arrived, compared to the other two schools, Xincheng was much more relaxed, and there were more students, breaking through 150, and opening three full classes. The other two schools saw that the enrollment of Xincheng was going smoothly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I had found Song Zhongshi in private, and wanted to join forces to do it, but Song Zhongshi refused.

Several cadres from Lanyun Lake, mainly Bao Xiaoyun from the catering department and Liu Wangzhu from the dance hall, also introduced a group of people to Liang Yifei, and sat in the front booth drinking and chatting.

The businessmen chatted, naturally, about business opportunities, and they talked about the recent South Sea Island real estate.

Since the 1990s, the real estate of Nanhai Island has suddenly become popular, and the house price has risen continuously. It has doubled several times in two years. Now it has reached 5,000, which is more than five times that of Binhai.

Several bosses are a little excited.

Just as he was talking, Ren Peng emerged from the back of the booth, leading a middle-aged man with a scar on his face and a rather ferocious appearance, but a neat suit.

"Boss, let me introduce, this is Brother Fei, the one on the road in Binhai City!" Ren Peng gave a thumbs up, then smiled at Liang Yifei and said, "Brother Fei, you, and me are all from Baihu Farm. Yes, I used to take special care of me, and today I will come to our dance hall to cheer."

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