The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 632, The harvest of the explosion (please subscribe!)

   Zhang Xuan practiced boxing, usually starting in half an hour.

   Practice longer if you are interested.

  If you don’t want to exercise much that day, you can finish the task in half an hour and leave.

   As Tao Ge and Xie Qi said, the old man is just a clothes hanger, with a very good figure, not strong but angular and clear lines.

   Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and I was sweating profusely.

   Sweat soaked the thin short sleeves, it was a temptation to get wet, and the perfect figure was even more impactful in Wen Hui's eyes.

   As he punched the left and right, Wen Hui watched silently for about ten minutes, and finally turned his attention to the TV.

   But the TV was really bad, after thinking about it, she got up and opened the VCD and started playing the disc.

   Zhang Xuan, who had his back to her, was completely unaware of all this.

  He was in high spirits, venting his depression that he couldn't write "the world".

   An hour later, although he was still in high spirits, he decisively stopped his movements, packed up, turned around and walked towards the master bedroom.

   When passing by the sofa, Zhang Xuan glanced at the TV screen and asked, "Why are you still not sleeping?"

  Wen Hui stared at the TV intently: "Go to sleep first, I can't sleep."

   Zhang Xuan stopped: "Did I disturb you?"

  Wen Hui shook her head gently: "No, I won't fall asleep immediately after eating."

  It turned out to be like this, Zhang Xuan pushed open the door and entered the master bedroom.

   I was sweating all over my body, so I didn't take a shower right away. Instead, I went to the shower room where I opened the window and looked at the starry sky.

  This night, the tired old man fell asleep as soon as he got into bed.

   When he woke up the second time, there was the sound of the piano upstairs.

   This piece is very familiar to him. Wen Hui has been practicing frequently recently. It is Liszt's famous piece "Hungarian Rhapsody No. 2".

   Lying on the bed, he opened his eyes and listened quietly. At this moment, he seemed to have an illusion: he felt that his whole mind was purified by the piano music, and there was an indescribable artistic conception.

   After finishing the song, it only stayed for two seconds, and then Wen Hui bounced back from the beginning.

   The wonderful sound of the piano made Zhang Xuan feel very comfortable, and even gave birth to lazy thoughts.

   At a certain moment, he slowly closed his eyes, and his thoughts began to stretch out infinitely.

   He was reminiscing, recalling the bits and pieces of his rebirth.

   recalls the fame and fortune that I made by mistake on the road of writing.

   In fact, in his heart, only writing is the main business and lifeblood.

   is the foundation of his life.

   As for football, shopping malls, and mobile phones, they are all side jobs, and the abandoned side jobs can be resold at any time.

   He lived two lifetimes, and he actually saw a lot of things thoroughly.

   Without the support of the articles under the nib of his pen, he cannot exchange for the status and prestige he has today.

  If you are only rich, be it Tao Xian, Li Wendong, the big boss in Shanghai or the big boss in Beijing, you may be polite to yourself, but you will not respect yourself from the bottom of your heart.

   This is the charm of being a great scholar.

   Without the skin of a literati, to a certain extent, he is nothing at all these days.

   At least Tao Ge will not take the initiative to help himself.

   These sisters once said bluntly: She does not lack money, social status, or anything. The reason why I approached him was that I was attracted by his talent.

   Speaking of these sisters, he also sighed.

   Whether to admit it or not?

   No matter how you pretend you don’t know?

   No matter how you paralyze yourself?

   Actually, he knew very well that Tao Ge might have fallen in love with him.

   Oriole can take a fancy to himself, and it is definitely because of his extraordinary achievements in the world literary world.

  Pure money can't attract a real arrogant girl, but this halo and beautiful skin are also deadly poison to arrogant girl.

   He knew better that if he didn't have this layer of skin, the last time he kissed Wen Hui, it would definitely have been a different ending.

  Wen Hui

  Thinking of this, he was a little bored, no matter how he escaped and made excuses...

   But deep down he knew clearly that he should have fallen in love with Wenhui.

   This is the first girl to fall in love with in this life after putting aside the cause and effect of the past life.

   In the past, he deleted the mobile phone number of Little Jew and chose to retreat at the most critical moment when he was intimate with Sophie Marceau, because he was afraid.

   Afraid to live up to Mi Jian and Shuangling's feelings, but this is only one aspect. Just an excuse for him to convince himself.

   And what he is most afraid of is: afraid of releasing the beast of desire in his heart.

  Desire, once the opening is opened, a poor control will be endless.

   Throughout the ages, how many heroes have fallen on the level of desire?

   Don't they know?

how is this possible?

   A person who can become a hero, how can he not know the danger of desire?

   But when the real nemesis arrives, they often know that there are tigers in the mountains, but they tend to go to the mountains.

   Such as Tang Xuanzong is to Yang Guifei.

   As Wu Shangui is to Chen Yuanyuan.

  Which of Tang Xuanzong and Wu Shangui is not a powerful figure who has proved himself in history?

   But is it useful to meet Yang Guifei and Chen Yuanyuan?

   is useless, if you should obey obediently, you have to obey obediently.

   In his opinion, Wenhui is his nemesis.

  Have so many dreams, why?

   A person who lived to over 80 years old, doesn't he really understand?

   After thinking about it, I don't know how long I thought, and the piano upstairs stopped.

   Zhang Xuan slowly woke up from his cluttered thoughts, rubbed his temples with both hands, and reached over the watch on the bedside table.

  8:30

  Well, since I stopped writing, the whole person is really lazy.

  If it was before, CUHK at 4 in the morning would be their daily routine.

  Dazed for a while, he got dressed and got out of bed. After washing up, he opened the door and prepared to go to the third floor.

  He figured it out, there is almost breakfast at this point.

   Just opened the door and saw a very unexpected person.

   saw Du Yu under the plane tree.

  Standing in the corridor on the second floor, Zhang Xuan leaned on the rail and shouted, "Old classmate, why are you here?"

  Du Yu lifted the bag in his hand: "I'll bring you breakfast."

   Zhang Xuan was a little stunned, and went downstairs quickly: "Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

  Du Yu put the breakfast on the stone table and opened it: "What's the matter? If you don't believe me, see for yourself, it's really breakfast."

  Zhang Xuan probed and found that it was not only breakfast, but also tofu nao and shaomai that he loved to eat in high school.

   He put a simmered wheat in his mouth, grabbed the stone bench and sat down and asked, "I've lived here for three years, and I haven't seen you deliver breakfast.

   Don’t you think it’s strange that this happened suddenly today? "

  Du Yu said carelessly: "Why is it strange? What is strange?

  You are my brother-in-law, is it wrong for me to be concerned about being my sister-in-law? "

  Zhang Xuan took a sip of bean curd and gave her a sideways look: "You don't know how many absurd stories have been made by the pair of sister-in-law and brother-in-law in history?"

  Du Yu glanced at himself: "Forget it, a beautiful woman like Su Jinyu is chasing you, you are not tempted, so don't make me happy.

   Besides, with your worth, if you have the opportunity to hug your thighs, if I don’t, I will feel uneasy in my conscience. "

   Zhang Xuan laughed and almost choked.

   This **** is also a genius!

Is this how   suffering conscience works?

   At this moment, two people came up the stone steps.

   Zhang Xuan knew them, Wen Hui's aunt and uncle.

  The two greeted him and went straight to the third floor.

  Du Yu asked knowingly, "Are you here to pick up Wenhui?"

   Zhang Xuan hummed.

  Du Yu got up immediately: "Brother-in-law, I still have something to do, then I'll go first."

   Zhang Xuan raised his head to criticize: "Not professional, should do a full set of acting, don't pretend to stay for a while?"

  Xiao Si was seen through, and Du Yu didn't feel any embarrassment: "The purpose is fulfilled, don't wait, I made an appointment with the senior to climb the mountain, let's go."

   Zhang Xuan was surprised: "No? You haven't given up after so many years?"

  Du Yu said: "Why give up? Let me tell you, the power of role models is infinite, and Seagate has shown me the future, a bright future."

   Zhang Xuan: "."

   He wanted to drop a sentence: You and Seagate are different. Your sister keeps making small movements in private, sending money and confessing, so she won't be as stupid as you.

   But he held back, seeing such a happy old roommate, he couldn't bear to pierce the colorful dreams of others.

  3 siumai, he ate them in a few mouthfuls, and then he also walked to the third floor.

When    knocked on the door and entered, Wenhui was about to eat noodles.

   asked him: "Do you want to eat more?"

   Foodie Zhang is never hypocritical in the face of such important life events as his stomach: "I'm not full, I'll eat more if I have extra."

  Wenhui sideways let him in: "There is still in the pot."

   The auntie and the couple looked at each other silently when they saw that they were in harmony and familiarity, and said nothing.

  3 siomai is really not full for him, who produces high output on his belly every month, he is not very polite, and he goes straight to the kitchen.

   Yes, it is my favorite beef whistle.

   There is nothing to say, just finish all the noodles in the pot.

   He took a bowl and sat on the other side of Wenhui, chatting with his aunt and his wife while eating breakfast.

   Auntie warmly sent an invitation: "If you are free, you can go to the house and sit together."

   Zhang Xuan said, "Thank you, Auntie, I'm going to the Shanghai market tomorrow morning."

   Auntie looked at Wenhui and asked with concern, "Going to the Shanghai market? Are you going back to CUHK during the summer vacation? It might not be safe for Huihui to practice the piano here alone."

   Zhang Xuan said: "I'm just here to attend a groundbreaking ceremony, and I'll be back in two days."

   Wen Hui left after eating breakfast.

Before    left, Zhang Xuan found a chance to tell her: "Zhao Lei, I'll stay here, you can come over anytime."

  Wen Hui hummed and smiled gently: "Thank you."

   The next day.

   Zhang Xuan called two security guards who usually performed well in the mall to go to the Shanghai market.

   On the way, he was thinking, isn't Uncle Tao Ge in the army, those veterans should recruit more themselves.

  As the number of flights increased, the symptoms of airsickness became less and less severe. The old man was very happy and attributed this result to the improvement of the system.

   Sure enough, women are the biggest source of motivation in life, otherwise how could I exercise so often.

   Just when he thought so shamelessly, the Shanghai market arrived.

   The one who picked up the plane was Qiu Ya.

  This woman has a ponytail, a white shirt, a knee-length black skirt, and high-heeled sandals. She looks like a professional elite.

   "Mr. Zhang, welcome to the Shanghai Stock Exchange."

   Qiu Ya was still the face of the coffin board just now, and she immediately filled with enthusiasm when she saw him.

   "It's a little hot, thanks for your hard work." Zhang Xuan felt unwell as soon as he got off the plane, the temperature was too high.

   "It's not hard, serve the boss." Qiu Ya continued to lick.

   Zhang Xuan smiled, got into the Mercedes-Benz car and joked: "When I first saw you, you were not like this."

   Qiu Ya said solemnly: "I didn't ask you at that time, I was naturally arrogant."

   Zhang Xuan sighed: "You are really honest."

   Qiu Ya pretended not to hear, took out a report from her bag and handed it to him.

   Zhang Xuan took it and found that this is the daily data from the Shanghai Stock Exchange since the opening of the mall.

  Opening July 1st.

   The daily traffic of the mall was 430,000, and the daily sales were 10.82 million yuan.

   25.18 yuan per person.

   On July 2, the daily traffic was 490,000, the sales reached 12.74 million, and the average per capita was almost 26 yuan.

  July 3rd is the peak since the opening, and all kinds of data are full.

  The daily traffic has exploded, reaching 65 person-times; and the sales are also exaggerated, reaching a new high of 18.2 million.

  The per capita also hit a record high of 28 yuan.

   After looking at it all the way, the 7-day event was opened, with an average daily traffic of 510,000 person-times and a per capita consumption of 27.2 yuan.

  The total sales in 7 days totaled 100.912 million yuan.

   Just over 100 million!

   Terrible data.

   Zhang Xuan read it twice, and patted his thigh happily: "As expected of East China! As expected of Shanghai market! This data is much better than Yangcheng."

   Qiu Ya followed happily: "It's mainly due to the mature consumer market here, everyone has money in their pockets, and spending is relatively comfortable."

   Zhang Xuan nodded, and after reviewing it again, returned the report to her.

   asked: "Where are Li Mei and the others? Are you there yet?"

  Qiu Ya said: "Manager Li is working in Yuhang, and he can't come back until the afternoon."

   Zhang Xuan understood and asked again: "What time will the groundbreaking ceremony be held tomorrow?"

  Qiu Ya replied: "At 9 a.m., the big bosses of the Shanghai market will come over by then."

   said, Qiu Ya glanced at the driver driving in front, "Today, the big boss of the Shanghai market invited you to be a guest at home."

   Zhang Xuan wrote seriously: "Did you say what's going on?"

   Qiu Ya shook her head: "He said no, he simply invited you to dinner."

  Is this imitating Tao Xian?

   But everyone has opened up about this, and there is nothing to refuse.

  Look at the time, it’s only past 11am.

   Zhang Xuan ordered: "Don't go to the hotel, take me to the mall."

   After the driver in front heard it, the car turned, changed direction, and headed for New Century Avenue.

  The layout of Shanghai Market Mall and Yangcheng Mall are basically the same. The only difference is that the restaurant on the top floor has changed.

   After walking around, he was still quite satisfied.

   Zhang Xuan called the management for an impromptu meeting.

At the meeting, he made three requests:

   One is to emphasize service. The mall is the tertiary industry and the service industry. It pays attention to people-oriented and customer-centric.

   Second, the product quality is excellent and the business is honest.

  The third is to set 25 small goals for the Shanghai market, which is 2.5 billion.

   Hearing that they have completed 25 small goals within half a year, the new middle and senior management of the Shanghai Stock Exchange are a little nervous and feel a lot of pressure!

   But the old man headed by Qiu Ya looked relieved. There is a case of Yangcheng there. Although these 25 small goals are relatively demanding, they are not impossible in the Shanghai stock market.

  Lunch is Japanese food on the 7th floor.

  Sashimi and other things are free, and I simply ate a meal of eel.

   Zhang Xuan instructed Qiu Ya: "Help me prepare some tea and two bottles of good wine."

   Qiu Ya replied: "It's all prepared in advance."

   Zhang Xuan looked up at her, "There is a future, and the flattery is getting more and more slippery."

   Qiu Ya's white shirt bulged, holding back her laughter.

   He never understood why the big boss of the Shanghai Stock Exchange would invite him to dinner?

  It stands to reason that Tao Xian invited himself to dinner, that was because of Tao Ge's relationship, and the two sides were close to each other.

   But the big boss of the Shanghai Stock Exchange doesn't have that much relationship with him?

   Besides, I didn’t invite myself to my house when I invested in the construction of commercial complexes in the Shanghai Stock Exchange, but it is a bit strange that I do so today.

   But the blame returned, he still went to the appointment on time.

   "Zhang Xuan, here we come."

   Unlike the previous meetings, this time the big boss has a very friendly attitude and also calls himself by his name.

   "I'm here to disturb you." Zhang Xuan smiled and entered the room.

   He was the only one who entered the door, and people were stunned.

Hey! Okay! I said, why did you invite yourself to dinner all of a sudden?

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