Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Zhang Xuan usually starts boxing in half an hour.

If you are in a good mood, practice longer.

If you don’t feel like exercising that day, just finish the task in half an hour and then leave.

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

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

The thin short sleeves were soaked with sweat, making her wet and tempting. Her perfect figure became even more impactful in Wen Hui's eyes.

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

But the TV was really not good to watch. After thinking about it, she got up, turned on 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, minding his own business and venting his depression that he couldn't write about the human world.

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

When passing by the sofa, Zhang Xuan glanced at the TV screen and asked casually: Why aren't you asleep yet?

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

Zhang Xuan stopped and said, Did I disturb you?

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

It turned out that this was the case. Zhang Xuan opened the door and entered the master bedroom.

My whole body was covered in sweat and I didn’t take a shower right away. Instead, I went to the shower room after opening the window and gazing at the stars.

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

When he woke up for the second time, there was the sound of a piano coming from upstairs.

This piece of music was very familiar to him. Wen Hui had been practicing it frequently recently. It was 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 soul was purified by piano music, and he had an indescribable artistic conception.

After the song ended, it only stayed for two seconds. After a while, Wen Hui started playing from the beginning again.

The beautiful sound of the piano made Zhang Xuan feel very comfortable, and even gave birth to the idea of ​​laziness. He didn't want to move the word big and listened carefully.

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

He was reminiscing, recalling every bit of his rebirth.

Recalling the achievements that I made by accident on the road of writing.

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

It is the foundation of his life.

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

He has lived two lifetimes and has actually seen many things very clearly.

Without the support of the articles under his pen, he would not have achieved his current status and reputation.

If you only have money, 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 scholar, to a certain extent, he is nothing these days.

At least Tao Ge won't take the initiative to do things for him.

This sister once said bluntly: She doesn't lack money, she doesn't lack social status, she doesn't lack anything. The reason why I got close to him was because I was attracted by his talent.

Speaking of these sisters, he also sighed.

Whether you admit it or not?

No matter how you pretend not to know?

No matter how you numb yourself?

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

Oriole is attracted to him absolutely because of his extraordinary achievements in the world literary world.

Pure money cannot attract a truly proud woman, but this halo coupled with a good-looking skin is also a fatal poison for such a proud woman.

He understood better that without this layer of skin, the last time he kissed Wen Hui, it would have ended differently.

Wen Hui

When his thoughts reached this point, he felt a little bored. No matter how he tried to escape and make excuses...

But deep down in his heart, he knew clearly that he must have fallen in love with Wen Hui.

This is the first girl I have fallen in love with in this life after putting aside the karma of the past life.

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

Afraid of letting down Mi Jian and Shuang Ling's feelings, but this is only one aspect. It's just an excuse for him to convince himself.

What he fears most is: fear of letting out the beast of desire in his heart.

Once desire is opened, it will be endless if it is not properly controlled.

Throughout the ages, how many heroes have fallen at the hurdle of desire?

Don't they know?

How can it be?

How could a man who could become a hero not know the harm of desire?

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

Such as Tang Xuanzong's treatment of Yang Guifei.

For example, Wu Shangui did the same to Chen Yuanyuan.

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

But is it useful when meeting Yang Guifei and Chen Yuanyuan?

It’s useless. If you should obey, you must obey.

In his opinion, Wen Hui is his nemesis.

What’s the reason for having so many dreams?

Does a person who has lived to be over 80 years old really not understand?

After thinking about it for an unknown amount of time, the sound of the piano upstairs stopped.

Zhang Xuan slowly woke up from the messy thoughts, rubbed his temples with his hands, and reached out to the watch on the bedside table.

8:30

Well, since I stopped writing, I have become really lazy.

In the past, attending Chongqing University at 4 a.m. would have been a daily routine for me.

After being stunned for a long time, he got dressed and got out of bed, washed up and opened the door to go to the third floor.

He calculated that he would have breakfast soon.

Just when he opened the door, he saw a very unexpected person.

I met Du Yu under the sycamore tree.

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

Du Yu picked up the bag in his hand: I'll bring you breakfast.

Zhang Xuan was a little confused and quickly went downstairs: To be courteous for nothing is to be either an adulterer or a thief. Tell me, what do you want from me?

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

Zhang Xuan looked around and found that it was not only breakfast, but also the tofu pudding and siomai that he loved to eat in high school.

He stuffed a piece of Shaomai into his mouth, sat down on the stone bench and asked, I have lived here for three years and I have never seen you serve breakfast.

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

Du Yu said carelessly: Why should it be strange? What's so strange?

You are already my brother-in-law. Is it wrong for me to take care of you as my sister-in-law?

Zhang Xuan took a sip of tofu and glanced sideways at her: Don't you know how many ridiculous stories the sister-in-law and brother-in-law have told in history?

Du Yu glanced at himself: Forget it, you are not tempted by a beauty like Su Jinyu chasing you, so don't make fun of me.

Besides, with your worth, if you have the opportunity to hug your thigh, if I don’t do it, I will feel uneasy with my conscience.

Zhang Xuan laughed and almost choked.

Damn this is a genius!

Is this how a troubled conscience is used?

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

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

The two of them said hello to him and went directly to the third floor.

Du Yu knew it and asked, Are you here to pick up Wen Hui?

Zhang Xuan hummed.

Du Yu stood up immediately: Brother-in-law, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first.

Zhang Xuan raised his head and criticized: It's not professional. You should do a full set of acting. Don't you just pretend to stay for a while?

Du Yu didn't feel any embarrassment after his little idea was discovered: My goal has been accomplished. I won't wait any longer. I made an appointment to go hiking with my senior. Let's go.

Zhang Xuan was surprised: No? After so many years, you still haven't given up?

Du Yu said: Why give up? Let me tell you, the power of role models is infinite. Seagate allowed me to see the future, the bright future.

Zhang Xuan: .

He really wanted to throw something away: You and Seagate are different. Your sister keeps making little moves in private, sending money and confessing her love, so she won't be as stupid as you.

But he held it back. Seeing such a happy old classmate, he couldn't bear to expose his colorful dreams.

He finished the three shaomai in a few mouthfuls, and then walked to the third floor.

When she knocked on the door and entered, Wen Hui was about to eat noodles.

Ask him: Do you want more?

Foodie Zhang is never hypocritical when it comes to major life issues like his stomach: If I'm not full, I'll eat more if I have extra.

Wen Hui turned sideways and let him in: There's still more in the pot.

Seeing the harmonious and familiar appearance of the two, the aunt and her husband looked at each other silently and remained silent.

Three siomai was really not full for him, who was very productive every month, so he went straight to the kitchen without being polite.

Yes, what comes to mind 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, eating breakfast and chatting with his aunt and his wife.

My aunt warmly extended an invitation: If you have time, you can come and sit at home together.

Zhang Xuan said: Thank you, auntie, I'm going to the Shanghai Stock Exchange tomorrow morning.

The aunt glanced at Wen Hui and asked with concern: Going to Shanghai? Then will you go back to CUHK during the summer vacation? It may not be safe for Hui Hui to practice piano alone here.

Zhang Xuan said: I am only going to attend a groundbreaking ceremony and will be back in two days.

After breakfast, Wen Hui left.

Before leaving, Zhang Xuan found an opportunity 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 and went to the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

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

As he flew more and more times, 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 frequently.

Just when he was thinking shamelessly like this, the Shanghai Stock Exchange arrived.

It was Qiu Ya who picked up the plane.

This woman has a ponytail, a white shirt, a knee-length black skirt, and high-heeled sandals, all dressed up as a professional elite.

Mr. Zhang, welcome to Shanghai Stock Exchange.

Qiu Ya had just a coffin-like face, but she was immediately filled with enthusiasm when she saw him.

It's a bit hot. Thank you for your hard work. Zhang Xuan felt uncomfortable as soon as he got off the plane. The temperature was too high.

No hard work, just serve the boss. Qiu Ya continued to lick.

Zhang Xuan smiled, got into the Mercedes-Benz and joked: You were not like this when I first met you.

Qiu Ya said seriously: I didn't ask you back then, so I was naturally arrogant.

Zhang Xuan sighed: You are so candid.

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

Zhang Xuan took it and found that this was the daily data since the opening of the Shanghai Stock Exchange Mall.

Opened on July 1st.

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

The average per capita is 25.18 yuan.

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

July 3 was the peak since the opening, and all data were full.

Daily traffic surged, up to 65 people; and sales were also exaggerated, reaching a new high of 18.2 million.

The per capita figure also reached a new high of 28 yuan.

Looking at it all the way, the average daily traffic during the seven days of opening was 510,000 people, and the per capita consumption was 27.2 yuan.

The total sales volume in the seven days totaled 100.912 million yuan.

Just over 100 million!

Very scary data.

Zhang Xuan looked at it carefully twice and patted his thigh happily: As expected of East China! As expected of Shanghai! This data is much better than that of Yangcheng.

Qiu Ya was happy: It's mainly due to the mature consumer market here. Everyone has money in their pockets and their spending is relatively comfortable.

Zhang Xuan nodded, looked over it again, and returned the report to her.

Asked: Where are Li Mei and the others? Have they arrived?

Qiu Ya said: Manager Li is working in Yuhang and won't be able to get back until the afternoon.

Zhang Xuan understood and asked: When will the groundbreaking ceremony be held tomorrow?

Qiu Ya replied: The auspicious time is 9 o'clock. The big bosses from Shanghai and others will be here by then.

As she said that, Qiu Ya glanced at the driver in front of her and said, Today the big boss in Shanghai invites you to his home.

Zhang Xuan wrote seriously: Did you tell me what happened?

Qiu Ya shook her head: He said no, he just wanted to invite you to dinner.

Is this following Tao Xian?

But since everyone has made such an offer, there is nothing to refuse.

Looking at the time, it was only after 11 am.

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

After the driver in front heard this, the car turned around, changed direction, and headed towards New Century Avenue.

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

After shopping around, he was quite satisfied.

Zhang Xuan convened a temporary meeting with the management.

At the meeting, he made three demands:

One is to emphasize service. The mall is the tertiary industry and a service industry that is people-oriented and customer-centered.

Second, product quality is excellent and management is conducted with integrity.

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

After hearing that 25 small goals were to be completed within half a year, the new middle and high-level managers in Shanghai were a little uneasy and felt a lot of pressure!

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

Lunch was Japanese food on the 7th floor.

I skipped the sashimi and just had an eel rice.

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

Qiu Ya replied: Everything has been prepared in advance.

Zhang Xuan looked up at her and said, You have a promising future, but your flattery is slipping away more and more.

Qiu Ya's white shirt bulged, and she was suppressing a smile.

He never understood why the big boss in Shanghai would treat him to dinner?

It stands to reason that Tao Xian invited him to dinner because of Tao Ge's relationship, and it was natural for both parties to become close.

But the relationship between the big boss in Shanghai and him is not that high?

Besides, when I was investing in and building a commercial complex in Shanghai, I didn't even invite myself to my home, but today I did, which is a bit strange.

But strangely enough, he still made it to the appointment on time.

Zhang Xuan, here you go.

Different from previous meetings, the big boss's attitude this time was very friendly and he called him by his first name.

I'm here to disturb you. Zhang Xuan entered the room with a smile.

As soon as he entered, people were stunned.

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

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