Resource Tycoon Reborn

Chapter 39 New Investment Directions

In the evening, when Su Aijun sent Bai Lin's uncle and nephew back to Liuli Temple Hut, Bai Lin was still a little dizzy, as if in a dream. He had already found out that Su Aijun's father, Su Huandong, was from the Planning and Development Department of the Ministry of Railways.

Director, this is the next step, and you may become a deputy ministerial or department-level official of the Minister of Railways. Especially for such a large ministry as the Ministry of Railways, the real power can be imagined. Although everyone says that there are too many officials in the capital.

, standing on the street and throwing a brick casually can hit one or two, but officials at the deputy ministerial level or department level can be encountered casually. As a small department-level employee, he is actually here

He had dinner at his house and chatted with Director Su. If his colleagues in the company knew about this, wouldn't they envy him to death?

However, Bai Lin knew very well that the reason why he was able to break into Director Su's house was entirely because he took advantage of his little nephew. Otherwise, how could Su Huandong have the spare time to deal with a low-ranking junior section chief, let alone

Maybe you can still eat at Su’s house!

But what ability does his little nephew have that can actually attract Director Su's attention? Is it just because of the conversation between him and Su Aijun on the train? Bai Lin was a little confused. Before, although the second elder of the Fang family was said to be

Both Bai Ping and Bai Ping told some anecdotes about Fang Mingyuan in Haizhuang Town, but because some key things were not involved, in Bai Lin's mind, his little nephew was smarter and wittier than other children of the same age.

He has a lot of books and talks like a little adult. He often makes a few outrageous remarks, but other than that, there is nothing else.

Fang Mingyuan walked in front. He turned around and saw Bai Lin looking thoughtful, knowing that he was still immersed in the shock just now. But this is not difficult to understand. After all, in this era, a small section chief saw at least the main hall.

One can imagine the pressure on a senior official. On the contrary, he is not as good as Fang Mingyuan. Although he is equally shocked, he drank and smoked with the deputy director of the Procuratorate of the capital in his last life. In addition, he is now

With Shota's outer shell, the feeling of pressure is much smaller than that of Bai Lin.

Standing at the door of the small courtyard, Fang Mingyuan suddenly turned around and said: "Uncle, I heard someone say that although the two people standing at the top of the mountain and the two people standing at the foot of the mountain have different statuses, they are equally insignificant in each other's eyes!"

After saying that, without waiting for Bai Lin to speak, he got into the courtyard gate. Bai Lin was left standing at the courtyard door thoughtfully.

In the following days, Fang Mingyuan spent every day traveling east and west. In this era, there are still too many cultural monuments that have not been destroyed by the barbaric demolition of later generations, and there are also many that have been indifferent to the prosperous capital of later generations.

As the New Year's Eve approaches, the sound of firecrackers in the streets and alleys becomes more and more intense.

On the eve of the New Year, the sky was beautiful. Snowflakes began to fall in the sky early in the morning. At noon, the heavy snowflakes like goose feathers fell with the breeze. Soon, snow began to appear in the yard. By night

, the ancient capital of Beijing was already a pure white. The snow in the yard was already as thick as the soles of cotton shoes. The children were excitedly playing in the yard in the snow, including Fang Mingyuan's niece of the same age and his

Several cousins.

"Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest. It seems that farmers will have a good harvest this year! Xiaoyuan, why don't you go and play?" The speaker was Uncle Xu. He came to the capital from Lingnan Province to study at university and later stayed in the capital. Although

He has stayed in the capital for more than ten years, but when he speaks in the capital, he still has a strong southern flavor. Most people would have a hard time listening to him. But Fang Mingyuan doesn't have this problem - in the last life, he was at Uncle Xu's house

Having lived here for a long time, I have long been accustomed to Uncle Xu's Nanjing dialect. However, for people like Bai Lin and Xu Xiang, this is nothing more than a surprise.

These days, when Fang Mingyuan had nothing to do, he pushed Xu Xiang to learn Lingnan dialect. At first, Xu Xiang thought that Fang Mingyuan was just a three-minute enthusiasm, but later he discovered that Fang Mingyuan was studying very seriously, and this was more

Somewhat interested. However, the next result shocked Xu Xiang. In just five or six days, Fang Mingyuan could speak some common Lingnan dialect. Although there was still a stutter and a strange accent, at least it was

Lingnan dialect. Such a language talent makes Xu Xiang feel a little ashamed - he has settled in the capital for nearly twenty years, and his Mandarin is still not authentic. In fact, how did he know that the reason why Fang Mingyuan has such achievements is because of

He had listened to too many Lingnan songs in his previous life and was influenced by Xu Xiang himself.

"The snow is too light, and there is no passion!" Fang Mingyuan, who was thinking about how to invest the two hundred yuan, replied casually. In the capital of 1984, the two hundred yuan was either too much or too little.

Fang Mingyuan knew everything about antiques and jades, so he didn't want to get involved in it in a daze, even though he knew that the success rate of Taobao at this time was much higher than in later generations.

"Ah?" Xu Xiang grinned and looked at the flying snowflakes outside, speechless for a moment. He was born in Lingnan Province and naturally would not understand Fang Mingyuan, who had lived in the Northeast, about snow standards.

The 1984 Spring Festival Gala can be said to be the one that Fang Mingyuan admired most in the past. There were no gorgeous costumes, no bright stage, not so many hidden advertisements, and no numbers that made people dizzy.

There are hundreds of backup dancers, and there is no lip-syncing that makes people hate it. It is plain and simple, but each program is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. In this Spring Festival Gala, Li Guyi's "Unforgettable Today" has become a reserved program of every Spring Festival Gala.

, there are future golden partners like Chen Xiaoer and Zhu Laomao, the most classic is Zhang Mingmin's "My Chinese Heart", his unique nasal voice has touched the hearts of all Chinese people without exaggeration. It was like this back then, Er

The same is true thirteen years later. This is an unattainable peak for those artists in later generations who rely on becoming famous in one appearance or one competition.

Fang Mingyuan, who was revisiting the classics, looked at the 14-inch black and white TV set at his uncle's house, still thinking in his mind that after the New Year, he would go back to Qinxi Province with his mother soon. Although he came to the capital this time,

With this unexpected surprise from the Su family, Fang Mingyuan was not satisfied with other gains. He was still thinking about how he could find new potential stocks in the remaining days to prepare for his future move to Beijing.

Lay a good foundation.

"Xiaoyuan, why aren't you happy with such a good sketch?" Cousin Xu Ning, who was so amused by "Eating Noodles" that he almost cried with laughter, patted Fang Mingyuan on the shoulder, waking him up from his meditation.

Chen Xiaoer's shiny bald head on TV immediately attracted his attention, and a thought suddenly came to his mind. Since he couldn't find any suitable money-spending ideas in the capital, what about investors?

The influence of stars like Chen Xiaoer in the entertainment and literary circles in the future society cannot be ignored. Moreover, the advertising fees are also increasing year by year. Maybe even if you have money, you won’t be able to attract suitable ones.

Candidates. If I can build a good relationship with these celebrities who are not yet popular from now on, there will be countless places where I can use them in the future!

When he thought of this, Fang Mingyuan felt that his eyes suddenly opened up, and countless thoughts emerged like an erupting oil well. He had no intention of reading any more...