Steel Tycoon Reborn

The provincial capital is one of the few furnace cities in China, and the sun is still very poisonous after five o'clock in the afternoon, shining on the railway station platform.

After checking the ticket and entering the platform, it was only a short distance of two or three hundred meters. Shen Huai and Shao Zheng and Chu Qiang who drove to the provincial capital to see him off were already so hot that beads of sweat were oozing from their foreheads.

Shen Huai thought about it again and again, but in the end he didn't take the travel bag that was half a person tall and deep and full of Donghua local products. In addition to a change of clothes, there were also a few books and belongings, and a sports bag. The backpack, Shao Zheng had to take it for him.

"Secretary Shen, let me get on the bus to make up the ticket." Chu Qiang said.

"I'm not the secretary of the provincial party committee, and I always support me when I go out." Shen Huai said with a smile.

Among the younger brothers of the Song family, the older ones are in their early thirties, and the younger ones are still in school, but no one would take the position of the town party committee secretary in their eyes. If he brought his entourage back to Beijing, not only would he not show his prestige, but he would be laughed at.

Besides, he went back to be a grandson this time, and he didn't know how he was treated, and he didn't intend to let the desolate scene fall into the eyes of others.

The conductor standing at the entrance of the soft sleeper car, his beautiful eyes glanced over, probably guessing the relationship between the three of them.

"Okay, don't take me to the car either, drive back carefully," Shen Huai took the backpack from Shao Zheng's hand, slung it across his left shoulder, and said, "I'll probably stay here when I return to Yanjing this time. During a week, the phone will be turned on at any time, if you encounter any situation, you can call me..."

Shao Zheng handed another pocket to Shen Huai and said, "The county magistrate Chen Bing likes to smoke gold leaf cigarettes. Secretary Shen, you don't want us to accompany us to Yanjing, so I have to trouble you..."

"At the Beijing Office of the City, I have to find a door anyway and participate in the city's investment promotion activities. How much trouble can I have?" Shen Huai took the cigarettes Shao Zheng and Qian Wenhui brought to Chen Bing, and directly The ticket was handed to the conductor, who checked the ticket and got on the train.

Speaking of Chen Bing, the former magistrate of Xiapu County, Shen Huai did not have much contact with him, but He Qingshe went to Meixi to serve as the deputy secretary and mayor, and Qian Wenhui went to Meigang to serve as the deputy director in charge of finance, all of which were promoted by Chen Bing.

Chen Bing was an official who came up step by step from the financial system of Xiapu County. Before Shen Huai was transferred to Meixi Town, he worked for five years as the deputy secretary of the Xiapu County Party Committee and acting county magistrate. Compared with other non-personnel officials, Chen Bing still did some practical work in Xiapu County, and also promoted a group of capable grass-roots cadres like He Qingshe, Guo Quan, and Qian Wenhui.

However, Chen Bing, as an official who came up from the grassroots level, did not have any special assistance from the upper level, and he was almost at the end of the step to become the head of Xiapu County.

During the nearly one year of official turmoil in Donghua City, although Chen Bing had nothing to do with factional disputes, he was appointed as the head of Xiapu County, then served as the director of the Municipal Sports Commission, and within two months, he was transferred to the city as deputy secretary-general and concurrently. Director of Beijing Office.

Although the deputy secretary-general of the city and the director of the Beijing Office of the city also enjoys the treatment of the administrative department, it is already a world of difference compared to the length of a county.

There are only so many seats in the officialdom, and the factions still can't compete. This is how officialdom is. If you don't belong to this circle, you belong to that circle. If you don't belong to any circle, you have to stand aside.

Shen Huai wanted to get in touch with Chen Bing later, but Chen Bing had been transferred to Yanjing and never had the chance to meet.

This time, because of the investment promotion activities organized by the province, Shen Huai wanted to participate, and the Beijing Office of the Municipality was bound to be responsible for the coordination of investment promotion on Donghua's side. At the Beijing Municipal Office, Shen Huai wanted to show his face in the past. Qian Wenhui knew about this and asked him to bring a few cigarettes to Chen Bing.

There are four sleeping seats in the soft sleeper compartment. When Shen Huai entered the compartment, a man and a woman were already sitting facing each other and chatting enthusiastically.

The woman wears fashionable clothes, a dark red dress, white stockings, eyebrows, eyes, lips and cheeks, heavy makeup, slightly dark skin, and clothes that don't match, but her posture is above the standard, and the collar is about the same. To squeeze out half of the white, nǎi, and zi.

The man wears a floral shirt with the Montagut logo, I don't know if it is true or not, but it is very dazzling. He wears a gold chain with the thickness of the little finger around his neck. He also put away a Motorola pager. When chatting, he could not wait to get his eyes into the collar of the woman in the red dress.

Listening to the content of their conversation, the two didn't know each other before they got into the car, but Montagut's tone of hundreds of thousands in minutes made the red skirt girl's eyes light up, and she became interested in each other.

Shen Huai entered the carriage, and both men and women looked up at him.

Seeing such a handsome young man walk in, the woman's eyes suddenly lit up.

The woman in the red dress sat on Shen Huai's bunk, and Shen Huai threw the backpack and pocket into the inner corner. The woman in the red dress stood up and let Shen Huai sit in, and then sat down to listen to the flattering words of the Mengtejiao man. Maybe it was the girl in the red dress who occasionally looked at Shen Huai's eyes, and the attention of the man named Mengtejiao also shifted to him, and asked carelessly: "Little brother, this is the school holiday, are you going home? The colleges and universities in the provincial capital are on holiday these days. , there are many students on the train."

"No," Shen Huai said, "the unit is on a business trip..."

"Your unit's benefits are good, you can sit on a soft sleeper when you're on a business trip," Meng Tejiao became interested and sat up straight, "What unit does my little brother work in, tell me, I even told the leaders of your unit that I had dinner. indefinite……"

"Small unit, with few people, usually no one has the opportunity to travel on business, occasionally on business trips, so the benefits are better." Shen Huai took the People's Club from his backpack and spread it on the small table, expressing no interest in participating in them. Hundreds of thousands of business topics in minutes.

Probably a corner of the pocket was exposed, and the gold leaf tobacco that could be bought for ten yuan fell into the eyes of the Montagut man and the woman in the red skirt. The Mengtejiao man and the red skirt woman quickly lost interest in Shen Huai, and chatted enthusiastically again, but they didn't sit together immediately because of Shen Huai's presence.

After a while, an old man came into the car, dressed like a retired worker, with a short-sleeved shirt like the work clothes of a state-owned enterprise, carrying a net pocket, a change of clothes, and a tea jar for washing.

The old man's hair is very short, the roots stand up, and the frost dye is white, and he looks very spirited.

The old man was on the upper bunk of the Montagut man, and he was also a bad talker. He climbed to the upper bunk. If an apple hadn't rolled out of the broken net pocket and hit Shen Huai's head, the old man probably wouldn't have said a word when he got into the car. talk.

Shen Huai's head hurt from the apple, and he suspected that it was not an apple, but a rock, and the old man said the word "ah".

Shen Huai also smiled, but the apple rolled down and hit the big brother, who was standing upright on the table, and almost fell to the ground.

Mengtejiao picked up his eldest brother, glanced at the old man with disgust, and said, "Can you move lightly?"

The old man closed his eyes, turning a blind eye to Montagut's disgust.

There is nothing the Montagnian man can do to such an arrogant old man. These days, a person who can sit on a soft bed when he travels, even if he dresses and dresses like an ordinary worker, he can't really treat the other party as an ordinary worker.

Shen Huai handed the smashed apple to the old man, and sat down to read the newspaper again. The old man glanced at Shen Huai, and when he looked up, he saw that he was looking at the People's Society, and he said in a loud voice, "The People's Society said everything. Bullshit, young people are better off watching less."

Seeing that the old man was still an angry young man, Shen Huai just smiled and said, "It's not bad to pass the time."

Shortly after the train started, the conductor came in to change the berth card, and it was the same girl who checked the ticket when she got out of the train.

The conductor took Shen Huai's ticket and registered it in a small book. When he issued the sleeper card to him, his beautiful eyes gave him another look, and said softly, "You are so young, you are already a secretary..."

Shen Huai saw that she had listened to what he told Shao Zheng and Chu Qiang before getting into the car, and smiled: "The village party secretary is also the secretary..."

In 1994, female flight attendants were usually pretty girls, but the quality of the girls in the soft sleeper carriages was not that bad. Although the girl in front of her was wearing a traditional conductor's uniform, her fair face and narrow eyes were a level prettier than the girl in the red dress.

"To be an official at such a young age, there must be a backstage at home." The old man inserted abruptly in the upper bunk opposite.

Shen Huai had nothing to do with this eccentric old man, he could only smile bitterly and not respond, and the old man's interest in trying to talk to the conductor girl for a while was completely dispelled by the old man.

Although it is only over 700 kilometers from the provincial capital to Yanjing, it takes more than ten hours to travel by train in 1994.

After a short time of hooking up with the woman in the red dress, the Montagnard man and the woman in the red dress had already sat on the same bed, chattering incessantly, and occasionally let out a coquettish smile; the old man was also eccentric, and Shen Huai had already explained all his work temporarily before. , no one called him at this time.

Shen Huai was disgusted by the whispering of the men and women in red skirts there. He picked up the cigarette and wanted to go out to smoke. As soon as he opened the door of the sleeper carriage, he saw the beautiful female conductor pushing a young man with a child in his arms. The woman went out: "How can you come here with a regular ticket?"

"It's too hot in the car over there, and there's no ventilation. My child can't stand it. Look at his face, let us stay for a while, and when he recovers, we'll go back, please..." The woman pleaded anxiously and pitifully.

The conductor just refused, and said embarrassingly, "No, no, let the leaders know, and I will scolded me to death."

Shen Huai looked over and saw that the little boy in the arms of the young woman was only two or three years old, his face was strangely crimson, his chest was heaving heavily, he was gasping for breath with his eyes closed, and was startled, and said, "This child is afraid of heat stroke. Now," he reached out and touched the child's face, which was a little hot, and said to the conductor, "You can't just rush into the carriage, if something happens, you should let them stay with me for a while before leaving~www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Take the little boy over and let the mother and son enter his carriage. The conductor sees Shen Huai like this, so he stops chasing people.

The Montagnard man probably heard the movement, leaned his head, and said disgustedly, "How can you let others in, what if I lose something at night? The child is sick, isn't there a medical staff on the train?"

Seeing the passengers' comments, the conductor looked at Shen Huai in embarrassment, not knowing what to do.

"Change your ticket to me," Shen Huai took out the sleeper card to the woman with the child, touched the child's forehead, the problem was not a big problem, and took out two bottles of drinks from the backpack and handed them to the woman, saying , "You hold this license plate, and if you have any problems, you can ask the conductor..."

The old man in the upper bunk leaned over and glanced at Shen Huai, then at the child in the young woman's arms, took out a small bottle of Rendan from his net pocket and handed it over, saying, "Put a dozen or so and eat it, it's so hot. God, such a small child can't bear to squeeze a car can."

The young woman was so grateful that she didn't know what to say; Shen Huai just smiled, picked up her backpack and walked out.

The conductor chased after him and explained in a low voice, "It's not that I won't let her stay, there are rules on the train..."

Shen Huai remembered the past when he sneaked into the sleeping car aisle in the middle of the night on the train, and said with a smile, "There is nothing wrong with you!" He followed the train and walked towards the back half of the car.

The ordinary car and the air-conditioned soft sleeper car are really two different things. Shen Huai just entered, and the hot air mixed with the sour smell hit his face, making it difficult for him to adapt for a while. The weather was cold, and the students were rushing to get out of the summer. The aisles of the two carriages were crowded with people, like canned fish and meat, and it was difficult to get a foot in.

Shen Huai squeezed into a slightly empty space, stood against the wall, turned the backpack into his arms, and planned to lean on for the night, when he heard a soft voice calling his name: "Shen Huai!"