1990 and 1991 were two special years when reform and opening up were the past and the future. While cracking down on bourgeois liberalization thoughts, especially when the Soviet Union was influenced, there was also great controversy over the attitude towards reform and opening up.

Should this path continue, how to go, how to go, how to go, what position the non-public economy, market economy elements should be placed in the country's economic life, etc., are all controversial content. Similar debates did not have a tone until the speech on the Southern Tour in 1992, and the formal establishment of national policy was even more back.

With this background, and most domestic state-owned enterprises are used to the days of unified purchase and sales, it is too difficult to let the secret chaotic people in Qushui County, a poor valley, liberate their minds and solve the problems of enterprises through the relationship between market supply and demand.

As the executive deputy county magistrate in charge of industry in the county, Yu Changzhi still takes the leaders of the Foreign Trade Bureau and the Light Industry Bureau to the factory for meetings, because he plans to solve the problem through unified purchase and sales.

To be honest, for Chu Zhenbang, if it weren't for his 20 years of experience in his previous life, he would probably not be able to come up with any countermeasures when encountering such a thing.

The canal water facing the mountains is now very backward in all aspects. Just like night, let alone entertainment, even the power supply in the county town cannot be guaranteed. At night, the power supply is stopped after nine o'clock, and the entire town suddenly falls into darkness.

For someone like Chu Zhenbang who has enjoyed the prosperity of half his life, the boring nightlife in the small town is undoubtedly particularly difficult. Fortunately, it is early summer, with short days and long nights, and the night passes quickly.

I woke up the next morning. It was already past nine o'clock in the morning. My mother had already gone to work, and Chu Zhenbang was the only one left at home.

After a simple wash and having breakfast, Chu Zhenbang took the 3,000 yuan given to me yesterday. I didn't give it to me. I remember that I didn't have much time to use, but I had a lot of things to do. Chu Zhenbang must hurry up and arrange everything.

Memories from previous lives prove that behind the bankruptcy of Qushui County cotton mill is a huge body of the "Qinhe System". Although Qin Maoyuan had not yet begun the comprehensive layout of the system at that time, the energy he possessed was not something that idlers could compete with.

In his previous life, Chu Zhenbang planned for more than ten years, and used any means to lose his life. In the end, he just made all kinds of illegal laws in the "Qin River System" public.

Now, with the power of a potassium cyanide pill, I returned to this 90 years ago. God gave me a chance to be reborn, which was equivalent to giving me plenty of time. Chu Zhenbang no longer planned to use any conspiracy to deal with Qin Maoyuan, but instead used naked plots.

Aren’t the Qin surnamed accustomed to collusion between officials and businessmen? Then overwhelm him from the officialdom and squeeze him out of the business world. The Qin surnamed has a background and a foundation to start a few years ahead of schedule, but Chu Zhenbang has the advantage of being foresighted for twenty years. Who will win in the end depends on whether this step is smooth.

Most of the people living in the cotton spinning factory's resident yard are dual-employed residents in the factory. Chu Zhenbang came out of the yard and did not meet anyone.

The family courtyard is closely adjacent to the factory area, with a road separated by a road. The county town with canal water is very small, which is the kind of small place where you can see the west end of the county town at a glance from the east end of the county town. The small road in front of the door, which is only four or five meters wide and is covered with asphalt patches, is the so-called East Ring Road in the county. Walk along the road eastward from the cotton mill and walk three or four hundred meters eastward, leaving the county town. At the end of the road is a small lake, and opposite the small lake are stretched mountains.

After coming out of the family yard, Chu Zhenbang stood on the curb on the highway and subconsciously looked east.

The ridge that seemed to be close to him was called Gegeqi Peak, which is one of the highest mountains on the eastern foot of the Da'anling Mountains. Once upon a time, the ridge was covered with green pine needles and was a native forest. But in 1987, the year when Fei Xiang sang "A fire", a fire swept across the Da'anling Mountains, and 18 million acres of primitive jungle turned into ashes, an area equivalent to the size of the entire Scotland, and it also burned down 12 million acres of forest land in the Soviet Union.

That year, Chu Zhenbang had just been admitted to the Harbin Business School. I remember that the fire shocked the whole country. The senior officials in Beijing were furious and a large number of officials were dismissed, including several ministers of the Ministry of Forestry at that time.

Back then, Qushui County was in the center of the fire, and the entire Gegeqi Peak was burned into a bald mountain, but now it still looks like a large piece of dark stone.

Chu Zhenbang looked up the ridge and vaguely remembered that there was an important thing that seemed to have been ignored, but this idea suddenly came and went, so he tried to grab it but couldn't catch it, so he simply gave up.

The door of the cotton mill is very old. In Chu Zhenbang's impression, the words "Learn from Daqing in industry and Dazhai in agriculture" on both sides of the gate seemed to have been there when he was very young. However, the slogan "Come to work happily and go home safely" on the screen wall inside the door was sprayed in the past two years.

When I crossed the road and walked into the factory gate, an old voice on the window of the communication room greeted: "Xiao Cat, are you here to find your dad?"

Chu Zhenbang turned his head and saw an old man with wrinkles on his face sitting at the window. The old man was wearing a faded green military uniform. The military cap on his head was very strange and the brim of the hat was wrinkled.

The old man's surname is Zhao, and he doesn't know what Chu Zhenbang is. He only knows that he has served as a soldier and went to the battlefield. He was broken by an American mine in North Korea. After demobilization, he looked at the door in the factory. He lived a very difficult life and never married a wife in his entire life.

Seeing the old man's wrinkled face, Chu Zhenbang couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. After the cotton mill went bankrupt, Old Man Zhao lost his place. Although he was a five-guarantee household and could receive a monthly living expenses, he finally chose to go to a dead end and committed suicide by hanging a beam in the communication room where he lived for life with a legging left by his army.

The only one with the surname Qin deserves to die!

He said hello to Old Man Zhao, and when Chu Zhenbang walked around the screen wall in front of the door, he muttered silently in his heart. Sometimes in his previous life, he felt that his personality was too stubborn, but now it seems that if he had not been stubborn, his life would have been too frustrating.

Bypassing the screen wall in front of the factory, behind it is an open playground. Four dilapidated basketball shelves are standing on this playground as decorations. For a cotton mill where female workers account for more than 90%, this basketball court is actually a decoration of the storefront. At least in Chu Zhenbang's memory, these two basketball courts have never been used since the completion of the factory's bankruptcy.

On the northwest side of the playground, there are more than a dozen large tiled houses with ridges. Except for the front row, you can see more clearly, most of the back can only see gray spires. These large tiled houses are workshops in the factory. As time goes by, the red bricks built have changed color, and the dark tones give people a sense of ending in a dull and lasting way.

There is a circle of walls with cross flower holes on the south side of the playground. Inside the wall is a round moon gate. Through the holes in the wall, you can see several rows of dilapidated red brick houses inside the wall, and a 212 Jeep and a Santana parked in the courtyard.

The small courtyard inside the wall is the office area of ​​the factory, such as the factory director's office, security department, trade union, etc., in those dilapidated red brick houses.

The scene that I hadn't seen in twenty years appeared before my eyes again. Chu Zhenbang had only thoughts in his mind - this is really a broken factory. Judging from the hardware conditions alone, the factory should have gone bankrupt long ago.

There were a few figures shaking in the courtyard. Chu Zhenbang shook his head and walked towards the moon gate along the red brick road.

Bypassing the Moon Gate, Chu Zhenbang saw two people walking out of an office facing the Moon Gate, two women. Among them was a plump middle-aged woman with a mean body. Chu Zhenbang had an impression of her. She was the chairman of the factory's union, named Xie Lanxiu.

In Chu Zhenbang's impression, Xie Lanxiu was stingy by nature, especially when she was unwilling to forgive others. If anyone provoked her, she would be in trouble. She could block the streets of people's doors and curse for a week, making the neighbors uneasy. However, one thing is that this woman is so arrogant that she has a sense of justice in her bones, especially she is very frustrated and is very good at Chu Zhenbang. She always likes to joke with him that is neither dirty nor vegetarian.

Walking beside Xie Lanxiu was a girl who was only eighteen or nineteen years old at most. After a quick look, she saw that the girl was pretty, tall and slim, but she was dressed very rustic. The milky white short line was a little yellowed, and it was a man's style. She was tightly tied on her body, which made her look very large-scale chest. She had a pair of blue pants on her lower body, and a floral patch was applied. Under her feet were a pair of cloth shoes with a sole, and she didn't wear socks, and a snow-white ankle was exposed on the upper part.

Xie Lanxiu came out of the office with her shoulders in her arms, but she didn't see Chu Zhenbang who had just passed through the moon gate. She angrily said: "...Okay, Miaomiao, since I know this, I can't ignore it. You don't have to be afraid of the bastard named Liao. It's not his turn to make decisions if anyone is fired in the factory. Next time he will touch you again, you will make trouble for him. The bigger the trouble, the better, let everyone in the factory know whether he wants it if he looks like that face..."

The girl lowered her head, her chin almost ending with her chest. The marijuana braid that was walking around from behind her head passed through the gully in front of her chest. The braid slightly drooped to her lower abdomen. She pinched it with her two small hands and wrapped it around one finger.

Xie Lanxiu muttered, and when she looked up, she saw Chu Zhenbang standing in front of the moon gate. Her originally wide peach blossom eyes suddenly narrowed into a line, and a smile broke out from the corner of her tense mouth.

"Oh, this isn't our big scholar. Where did the day come from today? Why did you think of coming to the factory?"

Chu Zhenbang graduated from high school and was admitted to the provincial capital Harbin Business College. Although it is a three-year college, it is also a sensational news in a small county town in the valley. After all, the academic qualifications these years are too valuable, and college students are even scarce than graduate students in later generations.

Just because of this, Chu Jianguo made a lot of limelight in the factory. Those who are familiar with him call him "scholar's father". Chu Zhenbang, the son of his son, is naturally a scholar.

"Don't you have to listen to Aunt Xiu's sun. You have to come out wherever you say it comes out." Seeing someone you knew in the past life again, Chu Zhenbang's heavy mood relaxed a lot.

Xie Lanxiu's smile on her face became a little stronger. She said that there were many children in the cotton spinning factory yard who had grown up, but she was really promising. She would definitely count the only seedling of the factory manager Chu. She looks so handsome, has a sweet mouth, and can also study. Otherwise, how could she say that Chu Jianguo is lucky? She is a rough man, but her son she supports is so popular...

Thinking of this in his heart, Xie Lanxiu refused to forgive others. She spat with a smile, came over to twist Chu Zhenbang's face, and said, "You little bastard, you're just sweet."

Chu Zhenbang's back felt cold and he felt goosebumps.

Going back twenty years ago, Chu Zhenbang's already mature mind could not adapt to others' treatment of him as a young boy.

"Come to find your dad?" Fortunately, Xie Lanxiu quickly changed the topic and said, "It's a coincidence that your dad is having a meeting."

As she said that, she said to the old Santana Nunu, which was parked in front of the factory office, and said, "Here, the head of the county is here too."

"Are you still for that batch of cotton lining?" Chu Zhenbang looked at the factory window and could vaguely see a few figures shaking in the window. "Didn't you just say that you were having a meeting yesterday? Why are you still running today?"

"Oh, it's okay if you can solve the problem in a meeting, I'm afraid..." A hint of melancholy flashed across Xie Lanxiu's face. He thought that there was a girl beside him. Such difficult things in the factory were not affected in front of ordinary employees. So after saying a while, he turned around, "Okay, my big scholar, if you don't have to hurry, go to my room for a while. Your father and the others are probably about to leave. I'll send Miaomiao back first."

"No need, Aunt Xie, I'll just go back by myself," said the girl who kept lowering her head, and her voice was soft and soft, with a hint of timidity in her shyness, like a frightened oriole. But if you have to listen to the accent, it was from Dongxiang.

Although Qushui County is not big, the county is not small, with hundreds of villages in three towns and nine towns. In terms of dialect, there are three basic types in the county. Dongxiang is close to Shandong accent, which should be left over from the "Crossing Guandong". The accent of several towns in the west is closer to Shanxi in the accent, and there are not many authentic Northeast accents.

Chu Zhenbang looked at her. The girl stood sideways and couldn't see her face. She only saw a piece of her neck exposed outside her collar, with milky white skin and a layer of thin fluff attached to it.

"That's true, it's not that I don't know the way anyway," Xie Lanxiu smiled. "Remember what I told you just now. Don't be afraid of that bastard. If he wants to harass you again, just roll him. Use the loudest voice as much as he has. If you make a fuss with him last time, he won't dare to do it next time."

"Juan" means cursing the streets, which is an authentic dialect in Qushui County.

"Hey, I know." The girl nodded, her movements were very small, and she could hardly see her nodding if she looked closely.

The girl lowered her head and walked out of the moon gate. Her lonely back was very thin, giving people a pitiful feeling.

"Hey, it's a sin, the old bastard is really a sin." Xie Lanxiu shook her head and sighed.

"Aunt Xiu, who are you scolding me?" Chu Zhenbang withdrew his gaze and said in a funny way.

"Who else can it be except for the old slut Liao Yunsheng?" Xie Lanxiu was born with a big mouth and couldn't hide things. What's more, she was angry now, so she naturally wanted to talk to others, "I really don't do anything. I see that my daughter is from the village and I can bully her if I have no relatives in the city. The old bastard is buried half of the loess. Her daughter is no longer two years older than his daughter, and she is still thinking about taking advantage of her. Do you think she is not moral or moral?!"

"Liao Yunsheng?" Chu Zhenbang was confused. He had no impression of this person in his memory in his previous life, at least his name was very unfamiliar.

Just as I was about to ask who the man surnamed Liao was, I heard a burst of rapid footsteps behind me. Before I could turn my head to see, a broken gong sounded from behind: "Xie Lanxiu, who are you scolding me?"

Chu Zhenbang subconsciously turned his head and saw a burly middle-aged man standing outside the moon door behind him. He had not been washed with a white strap vest on his body. He had a piece of gray and yellow stain hanging on it, but his lower body was covered with gray-brown police trousers, and a pair of blue strap-and-white slippers were pulled under his feet.

The middle-aged man looks very "unique". Not only does he have a horizontal flesh on his face, but there is a melanchoe-sarcoma the size of an apricot kernel on his left cheek. Several obvious black hairs are sticking on the sarcoma, which makes people feel upset.

When he saw the middle-aged man's appearance, Chu Zhenbang remembered who this guy was. There was indeed such a person in the cotton spinning mill in his previous life, but at that time he didn't know that he was named Liao Yunsheng, but only knew that his nickname was "Liao Jiangzi". As Xie Lanxiu said, Liao Jiangzi was a ill-ethical and smoke-filled man. He relied on being the head of the security department of the factory and a younger brother who was the mayor of the town, and he really did a lot of bad things. After the cotton spinning mill went bankrupt, he heard that this guy had transferred to the county public security bureau again, and his brother was in the middle and outside.

Xie Lanxiu was startled by Liao Yunsheng who suddenly jumped out. When she saw clearly that the person was the one she had scolded just now, she cursed her two thin lips and shouted in a sharp voice: "I will scold you, I will scold you, an old bastard who is ill-ethical and smoking, what's wrong? Oh, you can't do that shameless thing, but others can say it?"

Liao Yunsheng's face was flushed with a wide flesh, and the huge wart was even darker and purple. He took two steps forward, pointed at Xie Lanxiu with his fingers, and said in a tight voice: "You x-woman, if you have the ability, please scold me?"

The place where Chu Zhenbang station happened to be right in front of Xie Lanxiu. Liao Yunsheng took a big step and took two steps to come in front of him. He happened to be blocked by Chu Zhenbang.

Liao Yunsheng relies on a younger brother, and he usually doesn't care about anyone, and ordinary people really dare not offend him. But Xie Lanxiu is different. There are not many officials in her family, but there are too many people. She has two younger brothers, and there are six brothers on her side. Including cousins ​​and sisters-in-law, the young man who can get involved in fighting must be in his 20s and 30s. With such a family background, Xie Lanxiu would not be afraid of Liao Yunsheng.

"I will curse you again, you shameless old family..." Xie Lanxiu's arrogant temperament came up when she quarreled, and she didn't care whether it was hindered or not, and she would scold whatever she said was ugly.

Liao Yun had no son and only two daughters. His wife ran away with him a few years ago. In a small county town in the valley, not having a son is like a failure. His most taboo thing on weekdays is that others call him "dead family". How could he not be popular if Xie Lanxiu scolded him in person?

As soon as he got angry, he didn't care that the other party was a woman. Liao Yunsheng took another step forward, shook his arm, and slapped Xie Lanxiu's face with a big slap.

Chu Zhenbang was sandwiched between the two of them. Seeing Liao Yunsheng slap over, he subconsciously reached out to block Xie Lanxiu for a while. He was about to say something to mediate, but he didn't expect that Liao Yunsheng was like a mad dog. The slap that was blocked turned around in the air and hit him straight in the face.

It was not intentional to say that Liao Yunsheng's mistaken slap was not intentional. He was mainly angry and couldn't care about anything when his mind was hot. He just thought about "killing people by blocking people, and killing Buddha by blocking Buddha by blocking Buddha".

Chu Zhenbang learned some fighting in his previous life. Although he learned to play, he could use it at least. Seeing Liao Yunsheng biting people like a mad dog, and slapping his hands to make a fuss, he didn't think about it. He raised his hand to pinch the wrist that the other party hit, and lifted and kicked it, hitting Liao Yunsheng's lower abdomen.

Chu Zhenbang was disgusted with the hooligan Liao Yunsheng in his previous life, so he was naturally a little heavier at this time.

Liao Yunsheng was kicked in the lower abdomen by Dou Huai, and staggered back a few steps. When he was about to stand firm, his heels hit the curbs in the red brick corridor, and sat on the ground with a "thump".

No one expected Chu Zhenbang to take action. Xie Lanxiu was stunned. Liao Yunsheng, who was sitting on the ground, was also stunned. For a moment, he forgot to quarrel.

"I'm not blamed me, Aunt Xiu, you can see that he hit me first." Chu Zhenbang spread his hands, pretending to be pitiful, and said with an innocent face.

Xie Lanxiu didn't blame him. She was too happy to be happy. She came back from her initial shock. The first thing she thought of was that this child was not in vain. She always stood on her side at critical moments, good kid, good kid.

As she was happy in her heart, Xie Lanxiu couldn't help but smile. She was thinking about praising Chu Zhenbang, and she could also piss off Liao Yunsheng. Before she could speak, she heard a low scolding not far behind her.

"What are you doing? What are you making a fool of yourself?"

When Chu Zhenbang heard the sound, he turned around and saw three people standing in front of the factory office. The leader was short and fat, and his gray Zhongshan suit was extremely decent, and he was quite majestic when he stood there. Two people stood behind him, one left and the other on the right, and the one on the right was slightly hunched, like a natural hunchback, but his thin face was quite white. It was probably in his early forties. The one on the left... Although it was twenty years after a while, Chu Zhenbang still recognized it at a glance. It was his father Chu Jianguo, and that face without any expression still made people feel a little scared.

Liao Yunsheng was kicked to the ground and didn't know how to end it. At this time, he saw someone coming, so he simply spitted. He didn't get up anymore, and he fell on the roadside, and opened his throat and howled.
Chapter completed!