The Pentium Era - South to North

Zhang Chen sat in the passenger seat and closed his eyes to relax. Wenwen, who was driving the car, muttered, Tuxiangyuan has arrived.

Zhang Chen opened his eyes and saw the Tuxiangyuan Hotel on the right side of the road, but in just a flash, Wenwen had already turned from the big round disk at the Yingbin intersection to No. 1 Road.

Zhang Chen glanced towards the end of the road, his eyes widened immediately, and he sat upright.

"I'm going, it's gone!" Wenwen exclaimed in surprise.

At the end of the road, it turned out that Zhang Chen's factory had been demolished and turned into ruins. Several excavators were working on the ruins. Behind the ruins, the few houses in the original dormitory area had not been demolished and were still standing. There was no front. Blocked by the factory buildings, this area of ​​the building looked extremely ugly. No wonder, all they could see now was actually the original back side.

The side of the dormitory area facing the basketball court in the middle is its front. Even when Zhang Chen was designing it, he never thought that one day, the back of this employee canteen and the dormitory building next to it would be It appeared so loudly at the end of Road No. 1, in front of people's eyes, and there was still ruins in front of it.

This feeling and embarrassment is like taking off your shiny leather shoes, only to find that the big feet inside have already penetrated the holes in the socks, and there is no way to hide them.

Zhang Chen couldn't help but close his eyes and couldn't bear to look anymore. He had never imagined that his carefully designed factory would one day appear in such a disgraceful appearance. This was still his own factory, a factory that he had once felt proud of.

Zhang Chen felt a little nervous. He had been so busy for the past six months that he was almost completely deaf to what was going on outside the window. He didn't even know that demolition had begun here.

On the day when Zhao Zhigang and his last group of people and supplies were leaving, Zhang Chen had promised to send them off, but he was out of town and couldn't make it back. Fortunately, Xiao Wu picked him up at the airport and headed directly to Jiangshan. Zhao Zhigang and the others were also waiting for him, and Zhang Chen finally caught up with the opening ceremony of Zhao Zhigang's factory.

But now that I think about it, even this groundbreaking ceremony has become a bit vague and distant.

Zhang Chen remembered that when he arrived at Jiangshan that day, a large crowd of people stood there in darkness. When they saw him, everyone burst into thunderous applause. Zhang Chen's eyes couldn't help but blurry when he saw familiar faces in the crowd.

He was pulled onto the stage by Zhao Zhigang. Deputy County Magistrate Qiu and the director of the management committee were already on the stage. Zhao Zhigang stuffed a pair of scissors tied with a red silk rope into his hand, and the three of them clicked it together and pricked one. The red ribbon of the flower is cut.

At the end of the ribbon-cutting ceremony, Zhang Chen was dragged down by Deputy County Magistrate Qiu as soon as he stepped off the stage. Deputy County Magistrate Qiu smiled and said to him, "All the cadres are waiting. Mr. Zhang, you must go and tell us. This is what the boss is giving me." I have decided to do the task of plucking the geese today.

They went to the Jiangshan County Government's Great Hall, and Zhang Chen gave a lecture to the cadres in the Great Hall. Zhang Chen himself didn't know what was said in a hurry that day, but the response was said to be pretty good.

In the evening, he was invited by Deputy County Magistrate Qiu. The Secretary, the County Magistrate, the Director of the National People's Congress, and the Chairman of the Z Association took turns coming to toast, and Zhang Chen was made drunk by them.

When Xiao Wu helped him out, Zhang Chen vaguely felt as if he saw Zhao Zhigang waiting for him at the door of the hotel. Zhao Zhigang told him that he could stay here for one night?

Zhang Chen actually didn't hear clearly what Zhao Zhigang was saying, but he waved his hands reflexively and said, go back, go back, go back tomorrow...

Zhang Chen was mumbling. Zhao Zhigang didn't hear clearly where he was going tomorrow, but he knew that Zhang Chen was rushing to attend a scheduled speech and couldn't delay it, so he didn't dare to stop him and just talked to him. Xiao Wu said, be careful on the road, Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu said I know.

Zhang Chen got into the car and was already unconscious. When he woke up, they had arrived in Hangzhou. Zhang Chen then remembered that he had never even entered Zhao Zhigang's workshop. He only asked Xu Qiaoxin later, and Xu Qiaoxin said where they were. , it’s pretty good now, almost the same as when we were in Xiasha, and Zhang Chen felt relieved.

That day the car arrived at "Splendid Home". Zhang Chen waited in the car for a long time. The trunk and back seat of the car were filled with Jiangshan local products given to him by Deputy County Magistrate Qiu and Zhao Zhigang. Xiao Wu moved them many times. They all moved to Zhang Chen's parents' house, and two land reclamation warriors came over to help with the move. Lao Zhang glanced at him in the car and said, drink less, Zhang Chen laughed.

Xiao Wu finally helped him upstairs. Zhang Chen remembered that Xiao Wu's son was more than three months old, and Xu Qiaoxin had already returned to work after taking maternity leave.

But Zhang Chen hadn’t even met their son, and he hadn’t even caught up with the Full Moon Wine. He flew around the country for more than half a month. When he returned to Hangzhou, he only had time to go upstairs to the dynamic zone once every four or five days. How could you see it.

"Xiao Wu, how is your son?" Zhang Chen asked.

Xiao Wu smiled and said it was very good. They all said it looked like me.

Zhang Chen didn't know whether they said he looked like me, or whether he looked like Xiao Wu, or was as strong as Xiao Wu. He wanted to ask again, but he had already fallen on the bed and fell asleep immediately.

Zhang Chen sat in the passenger seat and sighed. He didn't know how their son was doing now, nor how Zhao Zhigang was doing.

Zhang Chen suddenly remembered that when he was recording the "Ink Zhejiang" program on Zhejiang Satellite TV the day before yesterday, he had received a call from Zhao Zhigang in the dressing room. At that time, he reached out and pressed it away. He originally wanted to call him back after the program. , but then forgot about it.

Zhang Chen quickly picked up the phone, called Zhao Zhigang, and asked why Zhao Zhigang called him the day before yesterday.

Zhao Zhigang laughed: "Boss, did you just think of the phone call the day before yesterday? It's okay. I just called to ask you how you are now. I didn't get through. Then I called Wenwen and she said that you were on a show and you were busy right now. Man, if you’re busy, I’ll be relieved.”

"Why do you feel relieved that I'm busy?" Zhang Chen asked.

Zhao Zhigang chuckled and said, "Come to Jiangshan when you have time. Boss, you were in the factory that day. You didn't stay there for fifteen minutes before you were taken away by County Magistrate Qiu. Caidi and Liangfen both said no. After talking to you, everyone misses you."

Zhang Chen said yes, I will definitely go when I have time, and ask Caidi, Zhao Zhilong, Liangfen and the "working class" for me how they are.

"Okay, boss, I will tell you that you should also take care of yourself." Zhao Zhigang said.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Chen sighed softly again.

Wenwen turned to look at him and said nothing. Instead, she accelerated the car and drove to the end of Road 1. She turned to the right and the car turned onto Road 2.

Zhang Chen suddenly realized that the car had reached Road No. 2, and quickly turned around to look. Wenwen said stop looking, there was nothing left.

What Zhang Chen saw was still ruins. Wenwen stretched out her hand and turned his head back.

"Don't look at it. It's very sad to see it." Wenwen murmured, "Such a beautiful factory will be gone if you say it doesn't exist. I don't know what it is doing."

Yeah, I don’t know what you’re doing?

Zhang Chen felt that he had been in a very unreal state for more than half a year. He was taken here and there by Wenwen every day to attend various activities and lectures, including talent shows on TV. , Zhang Chen has been a judge several times. He met countless people every day and shook countless hands with a smile, but I'm sorry, he didn't remember any of them.

When he received the call again and the other party introduced himself as someone, Zhang Chen looked confused. Wenwen took the phone from his hand and chatted with the other party warmly. After the conversation, she said to him , are you stupid? Didn’t we just meet President Qian yesterday and you forgot about it? It’s true that noble people forget things.

Zhang Chen smiled and said, It's not that I forget things, it's that I, a noble person, don't remember things at all. You introduce so many people to me every damn day, do I remember to come here? I am the number one, and I don't have such a good memory.

"What's the top card?"

Wenwen asked, then thought about it, laughed, and she said okay, you are the number one, you just keep the style of the number one.

Zhang Chen glared at her, Wenwen smiled playfully, and she said, "Don't glare at me, boss, I didn't say that, you are the number one, but you said it yourself."

While he was talking, Zhang Chen's cell phone rang again. Wenwen took it and picked it up without looking at it, and said sweetly:

"Hello, I am Teacher Zhang Chen's assistant. What do you want from Teacher Zhang Chen?"

"Fuck your assistant, screw your teacher, Wenwen, let Zhang Chen answer the phone." Tan Shuzhen scolded on the phone.

"Okay, Sister Shuzhen, I'll let Zhang Toupai answer the phone." Wenwen laughed and threw the phone back to Zhang Chen.

Every time there was an event and Zhang Chen objected to attending, Wenwen had a hundred reasons to object, forcing him to attend in the end.

The most justified reason is to tell him that you are still in the shelf life, the precious shelf life, you must cherish this shelf life, believe me.

Ok, I trust you. Zhang Chen felt that he had no reason not to believe Wenwen. This carefree girl actually had a pure heart. She said she was thinking about herself, and she must be thinking about herself, at least from her point of view.

If it had been today last year, Zhang Chen himself would not have believed that he, who was so repellent to go on stage, and even more repelled to speak on stage, was now numb to the podium or stage, so numb that he didn't even need to prepare a speech, he could just go on stage. Every time, in Wenwen's words, "Boss, you speak so well, I am fascinated."

Wenwen once looked at him and asked doubtfully: "Boss, how did you do it?"

"How did you do it?" Zhang Chen asked.

"That's right, I see that you don't have a speech script, and you haven't prepared it in advance, but how do you make it different every time you go on stage and come up with something new?" Wenwen said, "Boss, I have already recorded it and submitted it to the publisher. , they will sort it out and publish it.”

Zhang Chen suddenly thought of Jin Lili’s insightful words about finding a job in Haicheng Park when they first arrived in Haicheng. Jin Lili said that applying for a job is just like that of a woman. It is the first time that she is nervous and wondering. Xiangxi, after one time, it feels better, it doesn’t matter how it comes.

Zhang Chen couldn't help but laugh. Wenwen turned to look at him and asked, "Why are you laughing?"

Zhang Chen originally wanted to tell Wenwen that speaking on stage was just like that of a woman. She was nervous and overthinking for the first time. After one time, she felt better and felt better. It didn't matter how she came.

"Nothing." Zhang Chen finally stopped talking to Wenwen.

In Xiasha in September, the students all came back. The university town that had been quiet for more than a month began to become lively. Wenwen slowed down and continued driving along Xueyuan Street. The end of this road is where they are today. Destination: "Zhejiang University of Communication". Zhang Chen was invited to come here to give them a lecture today.

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