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Chapter Thirty-Five

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    Min Shun is going to participate in the "New Youth New Fashion Contest". The first place in the competition is said to be a dual-card swallow dance recorder.  Min Shun didn't care about that tape recorder, he didn't care about being in the limelight.

    This afternoon, Wang Xi, who was sleeping at home, was forced by Zhao Xuejun to watch Min Shun go on stage. He had nothing to do anyway. These days, he likes to write and draw at home, read books and materials, and go to Aunt Orange when he is free.  Sit over there, and the rest of the time is spent watching Journey to the West with Chang Bo, watching it over and over again.  He never said it was annoying, and every time he discussed it with Lao Chang with great interest. When he was happy, the two of them went to read the original book.

    ? The days without queue training in the juvenile prison, without reporting to go out to work, and without writing down the days of experience made Wang Xi feel that the days were like a dream. He was afraid of waking up every day. This feeling of being able to control the time by himself was really good.

    Wanlin City has the loveliest climate in the world, with four distinct seasons, the temperature is always just right, not too hot, not too cold, and there are rarely years when excessive rain and snow fall here causing disasters.  This summer, the days with the highest temperature total only six days, and when that time passes, the weather will no longer be hot.  Zhao Xuejun took Wang Xi with him on a bicycle. Wang Kuo sat on the back seat of the car, with his feet drooping on the ground and his shoes half hanging on his feet.

    He refused to wear new shoes, and has been half-wearing those small cloth shoes for the past few days, paired with this big bald head.  No need to ask, the labor camp prisoner just came out.  People's eyes are sharp.  The place he walked, within the basic radius, is a vacuum.

    The place where Min Shun took the stage was at the old garden.  The Old Garden is an interesting place.  According to the annals of Wanlin Mansion, there used to be an ancient academy named "Wulong Academy" here in ancient times.  Later, history slowly flowed, a group of young people gathered here, first chatted and played, and then rebelled, the group of young people organized uprisings and regiments, rebelled against foreign religions, burned churches, and then disappeared into the history of dust.

    Maybe it's because the blood of the Boxer group of young people has not been cold for many years, maybe there is a kind of youthful spirit in the flesh and blood that attracts them, maybe someone here has set up a juvenile and unruly feng shui array.  Whatever it is Probably only the two old locust trees that have grown in the old garden for hundreds of years know the reason.

    ?From the first generation of academies, this is the first place where young people in Wanlin City gathered for the rebellious years.  Later, Zhao Xuejun visited many cities, and he found that there are places like this in other cities, where teenagers get together, spend their youth, and then grow up All the boys in Wanlin City, and occasionally girls, they grow up like this  of.  Birth, going to school, elementary school, junior high school, high school, mixed old garden, eighteen years old basically is such a growth pattern, which is rarely changed from generation to generation and never replaced.

    Min Shun was arranged to walk the stage in the Youth Ballroom of the Old Garden.  When Zhao Xuejun entered, he had just read the first sentence of Gorky's Haiyan: On the vast sea He just read a sentence, and a group of young people who got along well with him in the audience got together and booed.  They applauded together and shouted: "Good!"

    Zhao Xuejun and Wang Xi walked in, and the group of teenagers automatically gave up their seats in the middle.  Song Changan, who was sitting in the middle, didn't move, he just glanced strangely at the tall, thin, bald man who was hugging Zhao Xuejun's shoulders.  "Who is that?" He asked Zhao Xuebing, Zhao Xuebing took a look, and waved at Wang Xi: "I'm willing to come out, I thought you'd have to hatch your eggs for a year."

    Wang Xi rolled his eyes at him: "Get out!"

    "Hey, you didn't hatch, so tell me to get out of here." Zhao Xuebing laughed, then turned to Song Chang'an and said, "This is my third child. When he was born, my family ran out of food, so my mother traded him for it."  I bought five catties of salted duck eggs. In fact, Junjun is the fourth child. Look into my eyes, it¡¯s true. Be moved, feel sad"

    Song Changan immediately believed it was true, looked Wang Xi up and down, Wang Xi frowned, and kicked Zhao Xuebing directly, kicking him staggeringly.  Zhao Xuebing was not angry, but just took out five yuan from his pocket and said to a little kid standing there: "Buy me a box of chocolate popsicles for everyone to share Hurry up I want HNA's"

    "Don't listen to my brother, this is Wang Xi, the son of my uncle Wang Lu. But he is also my family." Zhao Xuejun introduced to Song Changan.

    Song Changan smiled at Wang Xi, Wang Xi also smiled, and nodded at him: "I know you, Song Changan, Junjun told you about you."

    "Hmm" Song Changan nodded, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.  Always he was a little uncomfortable.

    Min Shun stood on the stage with at least a catty of pomade baked on his head. He was wearing an ill-fitting white suit and a bright red tie, looking like an eighty-year-old groom.  His outfit was picked up from the orange shop window, and he had wanted to take it off for a long time.  The activity held by the Communist Youth League in the city requires all schools to participate. Min Shun is a man of the hour in No. 6 Middle School, how can he not argue.

    &nbs?If you can¡¯t solve the problems with the method, let¡¯s talk about my father, godfather, you just teach him how to be an official, and he will be the best, that is, a mayor-level leader.  It got bigger and he couldn't control it.  Everyone's personality and talent doomed this fate.

    ? Wang Xi is different, he is brave, persistent, sincere, strong and has fighting spirit.  Be calm when encountering things, and quickly adjust your mentality when encountering difficulties.  He is like a weed, it can survive anywhere, I believe in him.  "

    "Understood? Well, you grew up together, of course you know him, tell me, why do you want him to learn management from my nephew. I have no objection to learning, but why is it only for one year? Can one year be enough, at least  Ten years, doing business is a university question. Do you think that if you give you some money, you will get rich when you catch a good time? Does the earth revolve around you? A joke, that is because you have watched too much Journey to the West!  "

    Zhao Xuejun hesitated for a moment, and his tone was more earnest, affirming: "I know Wang Xi, it should be said that I know two Wang Xi. One is the wayward Wang Xi before Uncle Wang Lu passed away, and that Wang Xi is actually dead. Now this is  After the death of Uncle Wang Lu, Wang Xi knew how to plan for his life.

    This time when Wang Xi came back, he wrote and drew on the table every day, and he wrote several manuscripts.  I also watched quietly.  He wants to open an electronic component factory or a beverage factory. I don't know much about electronics.  But I think with his current plan, working part-time, earning money, making money to open a small workshop, and then expandingthat would be a long process, and thenthe best chance would be gone.  As it was said on TV, now is really a year of storms and heroes.

    ?In the past few days, I have also read the information, and I think it is not that simple to open a factory.  Godfather always said that to do something, you must have a beginning and an end, and be organized.  I read Wang Xi's plan, he is very organized, very organized, and he calculates like this:

    When a mango is picked from the tree, the price starts to rise.  Labor costs, shipping costs, rot costs, and unpredictable loss costs arrive at the factory to extract the raw juice.  One ton of mango is sent to the juicer, how much raw juice can be produced at most, and how many kilograms of beverages can be produced with one kilogram of raw juice.  Here food coloring, food syrup and other costs he calculated clearly.  Godfather, do you have such thoughts?  or do i have

    I don't have it now, and I won't understand it in the future, and my godfather is the same as me, and he won't know it.  But Wang Xi thought about it.  After thinking about it for a few days, I felt that I should help him take another risk However, it is not enough for him to understand the production process of a product.  So, I want to ask him to go to a company like your nephew a large foreign group to really learn what efficiency management is in a domestic company.  In your photo album, behind your nephew's seat, there is such a sentence as "management is the soul, efficiency is life."  ¡¯ How a factory allocates labor, how to manage subordinates, and how to retain talents are all questions of the university.

    I remember when I went to my mother's factory, many aunts were knitting sweaters and uncles were playing poker.  If you do it, it costs dozens of dollars, if you don¡¯t, it¡¯s still a few dozen dollars.  The domestic management mechanism is bound to lead to the bankruptcy of enterprises.  Later As you can see, our knitting factory has been talking about bankruptcy these days.

    Godfather, ask Wang Xi to study, one year, with his talent, one year is enough.  One year later, when you test him, and he is about to pass the test, you just say that you invested the money. If you say mine, I¡¯m afraid he won¡¯t want it.  Godfather, just give Wang Xi a chance, he is a roc, an eagle, as long as you give him a chance, he will spread his wings and fly high.  Really, please I owe this money.  "

    The room was quiet for a while, and Chang Bo's voice sounded slowly: "Put the things here, I'll think about it, think about it."

    Wang Xi stood up and tiptoed back to the house.

    After a while, the curtains in Chang Yu's room quietly opened a gap, and Lao Chang and Zhao Xuejun huddled in the gap to look at the lights in the room over there, a figure, under the light of the desk lamp, was passionately writing at his desk  What is written.

    Lao Chang chuckled lightly: "Son, just fuck him!"

    Zhao Xuejun breathed a sigh of relief, and he held a finished manuscript and fanned it up and down: "Damn him? I'm serious godfather. It's just that there are so many nasty words, it's a bit disgusting, you said that pig has so many advantages  Are you still Dapeng, still high-flying, and still brave Uh, I¡¯ve been copying things to the point of being soft these days. But you¡¯re right, at the most appropriate time, praise some qualities he doesn¡¯t have, and he will subconsciously  Take those qualities as your motto. I hopehe will be brave, responsible, and persistentwhat do you think?"

    "How do I know, anyway, I really think that Wang Xi's child how should I put it, is like his father, responsible, full of emotions, and a bloody person. Hey, it's not for anything else, it's also good for Wang Lu.  I have to help, please help I am over sixty, why do I need money"

    Chang Yu, who was nagging about money being useless, carefully put a few banknotes into a box and locked it into a dark cabinet in the house while talking.  Seeing Zhao Xuejun's look of contempt, he immediately widened his eyes angrily: "Stinky boy, I won't help you put it away, and I don't know what you will do tomorrow, the money from the set of small money you sold last time, use it to do it."  What's the matter? Say it!"

    "Investment, make a lot of money Who said that I don't know how to do business, but I know a lot, and I tell you that you don't understand either!" Zhao Xuejun smiled like a little fox.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)With contempt on her face, her eyes suddenly rounded in anger: "Stinky boy, I won't help you put it away, and I don't know what you will do tomorrow, what did you use the money from the set of small coins you sold last time?  Say it!"

    "Investment, make a lot of money Who said that I don't know how to do business, but I know a lot, and I tell you that you don't understand either!" Zhao Xuejun smiled like a little fox.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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