Reborn Nobility

Chapter 62: Visit the Pier

He blew out a puff of smoke and sighed: "While others were still working hard for cars, houses, and seats, and running for offices, he chose to be a modern hermit, reading and writing every day and not caring about worldly affairs. He never

He doesn't ask for help through the back door. He does things not for money or power, but only for his own conscience, pursuing self-realization and spiritual freedom."

He Shiyun was used to his playful smile. She had never seen him so depressed like today. She didn't know what to say for a while.

His lonely and desolate look was so inconsistent with his age. He Shiyun comforted him: "His character... is pretty good."

"So, in the eyes of others, the most normal things, such as giving gifts and flattering, were asked to be done by my father, but it was like roasting him on the fire."

He Shiyun understood what he meant, but still didn't understand how she could help Xia Jindong.

"I want him to get in touch with your dad. To put it bluntly, I want to pay homage to your dad's dock. However, I need a reason and we need to cooperate and be a bridge of communication."

He Shiyun nodded solemnly.

After things were arranged, Xia Xiaoluo returned home. After Xia Jindong got off work, Xia Xiaoluo said, "Dad, I have something that I need you to show up for."

Xia Jindong asked while changing his slippers: "What's the matter?"

"Actually, the reason why I got such good results in the high school entrance examination was all because of He Shiyun's help. She tutored me for half a year, just like a tutor. Now that your son has become successful, why don't we thank him and express his gratitude?"

Xia Xiaoluo said in a somewhat joking tone.

"Oh, it's true, I didn't ask her to come over at the teacher-appreciation banquet at that time!" Xia Jindong slapped his head and suddenly realized. "How about we buy some gifts and go sit with them?"

Xia Xiaoluo couldn't help but smile and thought to himself, before he could explain himself, his father had already started.

After the meal, the family of three went to the department store to buy some malted milk, canned fruits and other gifts that were very popular at the time.

Xia Xiaoluo felt that this gift was a bit flimsy, so he went to the health product counter and bought two boxes of the most popular "Leon No. 1" at that time.

There was a crowd of people in front of the health care products counter, and there were a lot of customers. Xia Xiaoluo thought to himself. Before he was reborn, he learned from studying business cases that around 1992 was the year when the health care products industry emerged. Unexpectedly, health care products had already begun to become popular in 1990.

This is truly a big piece of meat. This business opportunity cannot be missed. After the "Panpan" project is completed, let's see if there is any opportunity to transfer to the health care products industry.

Two sets of "Leon No. 1" cost more than fifty yuan, less than half a month's salary, which made Xia Jindong and his wife quite distressed.

However, Xia Xiaoluo paid the money, which made the two of them look at each other in confusion for a while, not knowing how to face this situation.

With the addition of Leon No. 1, the taste and size of the gifts have been raised to a higher level, making them more presentable.

Xia Xiaoluo led the two of them to the county government compound and walked straight inside. Xia Jindong took his son's arm and said, "What? His father is from the county government compound?"

Xia Xiaoluo said: "Yes, but I heard He Shiyun said that her father is also a general clerk, so we don't need to look at people with colored glasses, right? People in the current government compound are not human beings? They don't have emotions and desires.

What? We want to thank He Shiyun."

Xu Xiaoman said to her husband somewhat sullenly: "Look, what are you afraid of? We are here to thank others, not to kill people or set fire to them!"

Xia Jindong scratched his head and followed Xia Xiaoluo in.

The doorman Lu Gou Shengyong looked at the family of three with a strange look, without interfering. His eyes flicked on the gifts and then took them back, then lowered his head to read the newspaper.

Xia Xiaoluo walked to the single-family villa of He Shiyun's family and was about to rush in. Suddenly the lights in the yard came on. Xia Xiaoluo took his parents and hid in the darkness.

After a while, the iron door opened, and a man in a white shirt and a woman in a dress stepped out.

A middle-aged woman's voice sounded: "Mr. Qian, Lao He will definitely consider your job transfer. However, gifts must not be accepted. Don't do this next time."

"Oh, I remember, the old leader has been promoting and cultivating me, and I have never thanked him. I feel ashamed." The man in a white shirt nodded and bowed.

This voice sounded quite familiar to Xia Xiaoluo. After taking a closer look, it turned out that the man was Qian Xuewen, the deputy head of Changhe Township, who had just been stepped on by Xia Ergou a few days ago.

"Don't say that. Your promotions and transfers in the past few years have all gone through organizational procedures and cannot be attributed to Lao He." He Shiyun's mother smiled kindly and grabbed the iron door with her right hand to close it. "Oh my God.

It's too late. Jiang Chuan is in the city and you are in the countryside. It's not easy for you to meet each other. Please spend some time with Jiang Chuan."

The woman named "Jiang Lip" was obviously Qian Xuewen's wife. She chuckled and said, "Sister Gu's words are so heartwarming. I'm so touched when you say that. Then... we won't bother you."

Mother He said: "It's really hard work for you to be the vice principal of No. 1 High School. It's not easy."

Xia Xiaoluo thought to himself, Hey, it turns out that this woman is the vice principal of Luoshui No. 1 High School. She is a pretty girl and quite pretty.

Mother He closed the door. The two of them walked towards the main road. Although the lights were dim, the woman named "Jiang Lip" had a graceful figure.

She said with a dark face, "What a coward! I can't even give you a gift."

Seeing that his wife was unhappy, Qian Xuewen quickly apologized and said: "Lao He is different from Secretary Lu. He never accepts gifts. Anyway, other Secretary Lu and several county leaders have accepted them. It will be discussed at the Standing Committee."

At that time, it was almost passed."

Xia Xiaoluo admired He Jingsheng's style very much. In officialdom, the most taboo word was greed. It was undeniable that there were a number of officials in Chinese officialdom who were promoted by offering and accepting bribes.

But there are also a group of honest forces who hate evil and regard corruption as a stubborn disease. Obviously, He Jingsheng is such a person.

It is very unprofessional behavior to think about making money when you are an official. More importantly, as long as there is corruption, there must be loopholes. It is okay to go smoothly and act hard, otherwise you will be punished.

If someone targets you, you can easily be knocked down.

Xia Xiaoluo listened to the discussion between the two and thought to himself, maybe his father and He Jingsheng will be able to hit it off again.

"Lao He has always disliked you, and his words have weight!" Jiang Lip said a little worriedly: "Is the gift too light, just taking three boxes of Liang No. 1?"

"That's not the problem..." Qian Xuewen said.

The two people discussed the problem in a low voice and walked away...

Xia Xiaoluo pulled his parents' arms, and the two of them had no chance to hesitate before being pushed to the door by Xiao Luo.

Xiao Luo knocked on the door, and a rich-looking woman opened the door. She looked somewhat similar to He Shiyun. When she saw the Xia couple holding gifts in their hands, she frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

Before Xia's parents could speak, Xia Xiaoluo said with a smile: "I am He Shiyun's classmate Xia Xiaoluo. She gave me tutoring for one semester before I was admitted to Luoshui No. 1 High School. My parents said I would like to thank you very much."

he."

Xia Jindong smiled and nodded in agreement.

Upon hearing this, He's mother smiled and said, "Oh, it's you, come in quickly!" She turned sideways and let the family into the yard.

When Xia Jindong saw the layout of the yard, a look of envy appeared on his face, but it was fleeting.

Mother He offered her seat to the three of them, made three cups of tea ably, and said, "He is upstairs, I will call him."

This is definitely an antique study room, the level of sophistication can be called elegance. The ten items of the study room recorded in Zhao Xihu's "Dongtian Qinglu Collection" in the late Southern Song Dynasty: Guqin, ancient inkstones, ancient bells and tripods, strange stones, inkstone screens,

Pen grids, water droplets, ancient calligraphy notes, ancient and modern stone carvings, and ancient paintings are all arranged in this study. Although many are just imitation crafts and are not expensive, they are arranged in a very orderly manner, showing the profound cultural accomplishment of the owner of the study.

A large military green teapot is placed on the table. Some of the enamel has fallen off, making it look a bit awkward.

A word hangs in the middle, which is very powerful. It reads: "A little unbearable thought is the root of life, a piece of integrity is the pillar that supports the sky and the earth. Therefore, a gentleman cannot bear a single insect or an ant."

If you are disabled, don't tolerate corruption even if you are disabled, you can establish destiny for all things, and establish the heart of heaven and earth." The writing style is extremely free and dripping.

He Jingsheng is splashing ink on Huzhou rice paper. In front of him is a copybook of Yan Zhenqing's "Manuscript of Sacrifice to Nephew", which is known as "the second running script in the world". His eyes are indifferent, but there is a sharpness that people dare not take a peek at.

Angry and powerful, the momentum is astonishing.

He Shiyun, who was wearing a pink dress, looked like a beautiful lady carved from pink and jade, but she also restrained her usual lively personality. She held a medium-sized brush and carefully wrote the post. However, the paper she used was much worse.

It is a very common yellow straw paper.

He Jingsheng's brush strokes are strong and free, and he said: "Chinese painting emphasizes 'denseness and density'. The dense places are full of mountains, thick ink and heavy colors, thick and concise; the sparse places are not even a single stroke, but the infinite scenery is revealed, and the people are not painted, only the curves are seen.

The path leads to seclusion, but the water is not painted but the waves are vast, leaving a broad space for imagination. This is a perfect combination, which is consistent with work and study. When grasping innovation, it is appropriate to be "sparse" without restraint.

' is the main focus; however, some basic work should be 'dense', solid and airtight, and should be focused on 'retraction'. It should be done - density is consistent, and retraction and release are combined."

Xia Xiaoluo relied on his young age and did not fully follow the etiquette. He walked to the study door with He's mother Gu Ying. He's mother did not go in, but stood at the door waiting with Xia Xiaoluo. The He family's parents were focused on

Calligraphy, not found noticed at the door.

At this time, Xia Xiaoluo opened his mouth and said: "Theoretically, there is an aesthetic concept in calligraphy that 'the sparse parts of the characters can be used for horses to move, and the dense parts are not allowed to be ventilated.'

In the past, it also meant this, right?"

Xia Xiaoluo thought about his life before his rebirth. He had accomplished nothing and was in extreme embarrassment. The reason for this was that he was ignorant and incompetent. Although he studied finance, which is quite popular, his interest was in economic history and he liked to see those who succeeded.

biographies of entrepreneurs, and then fantasize about what they would be like...

Therefore, after his rebirth, he studied even harder. Xia Xiaoluo knew that although the 1990s was an era of reckless heroes, in the future 21st century, the knowledge economy would become the mainstream.

Therefore, he did not limit himself to textbook knowledge and read all kinds of books. These few sentences were written on a calligraphy appreciation book he saw in a bookstore a few days ago.