Rebirth of the Wild Age

　　During the Republic of China, Rongping City was still poor in mountains and rivers, and Diao people appeared endlessly.

　　 Even if New China is established, there is still a man who proclaimed himself emperor in the nest, who was appointed a queen and concubine, and was widely named the prime minister. In the end, he was attacked by the county police for ten miles and fell into national destruction, leaving behind a ridiculous legend.

　　 Probably in the late 1960s, the country was preparing for World War III and began a large-scale third-line construction inland. The remote city of Rongping has finally come to life. Not only has central enterprises moved in, but also railways have been opened. Even the administrative area has more than doubled.

　　Randomly, since the 1980s, the industry in Rongping City has been dying.

　　 Song Shumin is definitely a star entrepreneur in the local area. Under his auspices, he has successfully revitalized several state-owned enterprises. If it weren’t for playing too far ahead, the city leaders would have to treat him as an ancestor. After all, the provincial leaders would choose Song’s winery every time they visited.

The 10-storey department store building in 　　 was also invested by Song Shumin two years ago. The eighth, ninth, and tenth floors are used for hotels. Anyone who comes to Rongping City will definitely choose to stay here, which greatly broadens the social relationship with Boss Song.

　　 Because of this, Song Shumin committed such a serious matter, which dragged on for nearly half a year, and finally sentenced him to eight and a half years in prison.

　　 Song Weiyang was passing by the department store on the bus, feeling full of emotion. If his father didn't act so fiercely, he could live at home and become a rich second generation with peace of mind. The ten-storey building is still located in the city center. After 20 years, it can be calculated in units of 100 million yuan. Unfortunately, it has now been nationalized.

　　 "Arrived at the station, at the station, get off as soon as possible! Don't waste time!"

　　 The conductor yelled fiercely, pulling the money in one hand and the ticket box in the other, staring at the direction of the door. It seemed that a passenger was slow, she was about to kick him down. And the people in the car are not surprised, subconsciously speeding up their pace, gushing from the door that has not been fully opened.

　　 The railway station is very old and the outer walls are stained with black coal ash. The coal from the only central enterprise in the city has to be transported from here.

　　 Song Weiyang just walked to the window where he was queuing to buy tickets, and he saw someone using a blade to draw a bag. He didn't make a sound reminder, because he couldn't manage it at all, so he could only take a more cautious look at his belongings.

　　 The public security in the early 1990s was very, very messy, with vicious cases emerging one after another.

　　 Take the train as an example, almost to the point where there is an open flame. At night, gangsters often turn their luggage one by one. They hold knives in groups, and even if travelers find out, they can only choose to pretend to sleep.

　　 The grass is rampant!

　　 Because of this, ten years after the 83rd crackdown, the central government launched the 93rd crackdown.

　　 There must be unjust, false, and wrong cases.

　　 Song Weiyang took away his elder brother's 81-style military stab when he went out, which was also a precaution. If someone robbed him of his start-up funds, if there were too many people, he would admit it, and when there were a few people, he would try his best to stabbing them to death. After all, during the crackdown, maybe the police will reward him for doing what is right.

　　 boarded the train cautiously, and waited for the train to leave the station at more than three o'clock in the afternoon. Tourism is underdeveloped these years, there are few summer passengers, and the seats are spacious enough for Song Weiyang to lie down.

　　 Nothing happened all the way, and arrived in the provincial capital about evening. Song Weiyang slept in the waiting hall for the whole night. Early in the morning, he was queuing up to buy a ticket with buns, only to get a seat.

　　 After all, this is a provincial city. Passengers from all over the province need to transfer here to go to the coast.

　　 On the ten o'clock train, Song Weiyang was holding a schoolbag and briefcase, with a sheathed Type 81 military stab at his waist. He was sweating all over his body in minutes.

　　 No air conditioning, no air conditioning, no air conditioning, important things need to be said three times.

　　Under the scorching sun, the carriage turned into an oven, coupled with the crowded passengers, the feeling is beyond words.

　　 Fortunately, the next person is a gentle middle-aged man. If you encounter someone with body odor, you can definitely let Song Weiyang die before he leaves his teacher.

　　 "Little brother, please help!" the middle-aged man said, holding up the big box.

　　 Song Weiyang had to stand in the aisle, help put the other person's box on the luggage rack, and said casually: "It's quite heavy, it's worth a hundred pounds."

　　 The two put their luggages together, and the middle-aged man took out his business card and said, "A little souvenir, sample, take it to the coast to explore the market. Little brother, what is your name? You look like a student."

　　 "My face is tender, I'm 25 years old," Song Weiyang said casually, "Menggui surnamed Ma, Ma Qiangdong."

　　The middle-aged smiled and said, "Brother Ma is really not old."

　　 Song Weiyang lowered his head and glanced at the business card, which was printed with words such as "Liu Bin, General Manager of Shenlan Trading Company". He didn't take it seriously. These years, managers were walking all over the floor, and there were so many bosses. A billboard fell down and shot ten dead. Nine and a half of them were managers, and the remaining half were assistants.

　　 Song Weiyang put away his business card and asked, "Brother Liu went to the sea, right?"

Liu Bin helped his glasses, and said a little ass: "The little section chief is boring in front of me. I still have to go to the sea to do business. You know Mu Zhong, the one who exchanges canned food for planes. I have dealt with him, as long as I do business. When he got up, he promised to invest me 10 million."

　　 "Awesome!" Song Weiyang complimented him with a thumbs up, and mourned for 30 seconds in his heart.

　　 The little section chief who went to the sea to do business in front of him didn't make any money. It's okay to say that if he can really get the business up, he will definitely be driven to death by Mou Zhongzhong.

　　 The two babbled without a word, and the other passengers also came.

　　 A little old man in his 50s. His suit is a bit too big, and he is too hot to take off. It sticks to his body softly with sweat.

　　 A beautiful woman in her 20s, wearing a good shirt, two braids, sweat on her forehead, flushed cheeks, looking down from her neck-so fierce!

　　 The girl slapped her as a fan for a few times, then got up and pushed the car window hard, and said to the little old man: "Uncle, come sit here. By the window, it's windy and cool."

　　 "It's okay, I'll carry the heat." The little old man said.

　　 Liu Bin stared at the girl's chest for a long time. He didn't look back until the train started, and proactively struck up a conversation: "Listen to the two accents, are they from Kang Nan?"

　　 The girl didn't speak, but the old man replied: "Kang Nan is here."

　　 Liu Bin hit the snake on the stick and immediately took out his business card, Hu Kan: "I know Kang Nan, and I have conducted research with the leader many times. UU Reading www.uukānshu.com Kangnan Steel Casting Factory knows, right? Director Wei is my buddy."

　　 Hearing this, the girl was also attracted, and quickly asked: "Are you familiar with the cotton mill?"

　　 Liu Bin immediately patted his chest: "Cooked! The director of the cotton spinning mill is called Zhong Yuanchao. I have drunk with him. Are you familiar with him?"

　　 The girl was surprised, and said to the little old man: "Uncle, he really knows Factory Manager Zhong."

　　 "Ahem!" The little old man coughed dryly, seemingly reluctant to communicate.

　　 Liu Bin's face is very thick, and he is familiar with himself: "Are you going to Huadu or Shencheng?"

　　 The girl was unsuspecting and replied: "Go to the deep city."

　　 "What a coincidence, I will also go to the deep city," Liu Bin reminded, "Do you have a border pass?"

　　 "What pass?" the girl said in a daze.

　　 Liu Bin said: "You need a permit to enter the special zone. You can't get there without a permit."

　　 The girl was a little panicked, and asked the little old man sideways: "Uncle, what should I do?"

　　 The little old man squinted his eyes and said: "We have the certificate, and we have done it a long time ago. Peaches, there are many bad people outside, don't talk nonsense."

　　 "Oh." The girl immediately lowered her head.

　　 Liu Bin glanced at the little old man suspiciously, but he didn't think much about it. It is indeed necessary to be cautious when going out.

　　 Song Weiyang sat next to him and kept silent, staring at the girl from time to time. He felt that this woman was very familiar, where he should have seen it in the previous life, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

　　 "Hello, my name is Ma Qiangdong." Song Weiyang suddenly stretched out his palm.

　　 The girl seemed to be very uncomfortable with the handshake ceremony. She stretched her hand halfway and retracted, nodding shyly, "My name is Chen Tao."

　　 Song Weiyang searched for intestines and thought about it for a long time, but couldn't remember when he met a beautiful woman named "Chen Tao". Maybe it's just a coincidence. China's population has increased, and it is normal for a few people to look alike.