Rebirth of the Wild Age

Xikang Province, Mengping County.

Yao Cuilan has been in a bad mood recently, her husband actually took more than half of the family's savings to go to the Special Economic Zone despite letting the deputy director quit. Neighbors aside, the colleagues in the unit are also watching the jokes. Her husband has become a well-known lunatic and fool.

A small county in the southwest, remote, backward, and ignorant, it is too far away for the locals to do business in the sea.

Even urban children, if they have excellent grades, will be urged by their parents to take the entrance examination for technical secondary school. Some of them are obviously the embryos of Tsinghua University and Peking University. After finishing the technical secondary school, they are assigned to be workers in the factory.

As for high school? That was a helpless choice for not being admitted to a technical secondary school.

As for universities, before the expansion of enrollment, it is too difficult for thousands of troops to cross the single-plank bridge.

Another afternoon, Yao Cuilan sat at the county food station, scolding that murderer 10,000 times in her heart.

"Sister Cuilan, something serious happened!" Xiao Lin, who had just been assigned to the grain station, rushed over.

"What's the matter?" Yao Cuilan was a little impatient.

Xiao Lin said, "A few police officers have come outside to arrest you!"

"The police want to arrest me?" Yao Cuilan suddenly panicked, thinking: Could it be that Lao Zheng did bad things in the Special Economic Zone and was found by the police to come to his hometown?

Xiao Lin said: "Yeah, you can run quickly, having a second child is not a big deal, just go out and hide for a while."

Yao Cuilan couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm not pregnant with a second child!"

"Then why did the police arrest you?" Xiao Lin asked confusedly.

"Even if I'm pregnant with a second child, I shouldn't be arrested by the police." Yao Cuilan got up and walked out.

Before she could leave the room, the public security officer had already entered, and said in a serious tone, "Who is Yao Cuilan!"

"Comrade Public Security, it's me." Yao Cuilan raised her hand.

The police took out a remittance slip and said with a dark face, "I just received a report from the masses that a remittance slip of more than 600,000 yuan was sent to the mail room of the county party committee compound, and the recipient is you. Tell me honestly, what did you do?" Illegal and criminal things, are you betraying the interests of the country by being a spy!"

"6... More than 600,000?" Yao Cuilan looked confused.

"Come with us!" The police held Yao Cuilan from side to side.

Yao Cuilan was not much bigger than her husband, so she threw the two policemen away in an instant and shouted, "I'm wronged, I didn't become a spy. I work at the grain station all day long, and I never sold the country's grain to the imperialists. You guys Is there a mistake?"

"No mistake," said the policeman, "the remittance slip is sent from the special zone, and the payee has your name written on it!"

"Special zone?" Yao Cuilan was excited, and she was overjoyed immediately, "It's Lao Zheng, it must be Lao Zheng, he went to sea to make a fortune."

"Explain more clearly!" The policeman snapped.

Yao Cuilan explained: "My husband is a member of the County Sports Committee and the Deputy Director of the Sports Bureau. He responded to the call of the Central Committee and actively contributed to the construction of a socialist economy. He went to sea and went to Shenzhen to do business. The money was sent back by my husband. He made a fortune in the Special Economic Zone. Already!"

As expected of a husband and wife, when it comes to official speech, they are in the same set.

As for the Sports Committee, it is actually the Sports Bureau, and the names are different in different places. At this time, it was basically called the Sports Committee, and after 1998 it was collectively called the Sports Bureau.

"Is it really money from business?" Comrade Public Security was a little uncertain.

More than 600,000 yuan is not too much for a business unit, but it is the first time in Mengping County that personal remittances of more than 600,000 yuan have occurred.

What's more, Zheng Xuehong lives in the cadre building of the county party committee compound, so his identity is even more sensitive. When the mail room received the remittance slip, the first reaction was not envy, but to call the police immediately—the middle-level officials in the broken county city can't be greedy so much, it can only be the money earned by being a spy.

Zheng Xuehong didn't know that his wife was restricted from leaving the country (county town) and had to report to the local police station every day.

...

The narrow and dilapidated streets are even more backward than Song Weiyang's hometown, Rongping City. The white Duke is like a firefly in the dark night, attracting the attention of countless people along the way.

Zheng Xuehong had to come back, on the one hand to reassure his wife, and on the other hand, he was here to get money, and he was going to spend 300,000 yuan to invest in the canning factory.

It can only be blamed that it is too troublesome to send money to other places these days, and it is impossible to hide it even if you want to hide it, and everyone in the neighborhood knows it every minute.

There is Yang Wanwan in Shenghai, who started his business by flipping treasury bills. For a long time, he traveled by train every day, carrying at least hundreds of thousands of cash with him, and was so scared that he dared not close his eyes while sleeping. This is the helplessness of small businessmen in that era. Banks in various places are not connected to the Internet and cannot deposit and withdraw simultaneously.

Speaking of Yang Wanwan, what is more interesting is his experience in the stock market.

This person made more than 1 million from treasury bills, all of which were thrown into the stock market and locked up. After waiting for two full years, he finally waited for the state to rescue the market. He also threw his only funds into it and fought desperately. The stock price quadrupled in two weeks. When the stock market was at its peak, he delisted and used the money to buy a house in Shenghai. Ten years later, the unit price of the house he bought at 1,300 rose to 7,000, and the stock investors who laughed at him back then were all dumbfounded.

The most amazing thing is that the housing prices have been rising continuously for ten years, and Yang Wanwan didn't make a move. After ten years of continuous bear market, Yang Wanwan suddenly sold his house to speculate in stocks, and was ridiculed as a fool. As a result, half a year later, the bull market came and he made a lot of money.

"It's not difficult to drive." Zheng Xuehong said while steering the steering wheel.

"It's not difficult, you can learn it in one day." Said Chen Tao who was sitting in the back row.

The two novice drivers without a driver's license have each run two to three hundred kilometers, and Song Weiyang only needs to sit in the co-pilot to check.

There is no backing into the garage, no side parking, it only takes ten minutes to get started, and another ten minutes to learn to change gears-driving is too simple.

"I've entered the city, let me do it instead." Song Weiyang said.

"It's okay, I'll come. You must have been very tired after driving all night last night." Zheng Xuehong is already addicted to driving.

Song Weiyang didn't bother to fight with him. Anyway, he would pull the handbrake when he encountered a situation. This slow speed would not hurt pedestrians.

Not long after, the car drove to the gate of the county party committee compound. Zheng Xuehong pointed inside and said, "My house is here."

The gatekeeper saw Zheng Xuehong, and immediately shouted: "He's back!"

Two people emerged from the gatehouse, both wearing uniforms, and they were members of the H County Public Security Bureau of the County Commission for Discipline Inspection.

"What's the situation?" Zheng Xuehong was confused.

The comrades of the county police scolded: "Zheng Xuehong, you have committed a crime, and you are not honest!"

Something went wrong! Something went wrong! Something went wrong...

Zheng Xuehong was cold all over, thinking that he had committed fraud in the special zone, his mind was in a mess, and tremblingly said: "I...I frankly..."

The same was true for Chen Tao, who didn't even have the strength to escape, and sat in the car waiting to be caught.

"What are you doing!"

Song Weiyang immediately interrupted, opened the door and got out of the car, and asked, "Is this how you mainlanders treat Taiwan compatriots?"

What the hell are Taiwan compatriots?

Now it was the turn of the comrades of the County Commission for Discipline Inspection H County Public Security to be confused.

Could it be that Zheng Xuehong is acting as a spy for the other side?

"Are you a Taiwan compatriot?" the comrades of the county public security guarded.

"This is my certificate for Taiwan compatriots." Song Weiyang handed over a certificate. Before leaving the special zone, he had a bunch of various certificates.

The comrade from the public security probably had contact with the Taiwan Compatriots Card for the first time. After reading it for a long time, he didn't see any flaws. He asked, "What's your relationship with Zheng Xuehong?"

"He is my long-lost cousin." Song Weiyang replied.

This is a script that has been compiled long ago, otherwise it would be impossible to explain the car and the hundreds of thousands that Zheng Xuehong sent home.

Zheng Xuehong also regained his strength, and quickly said: "My cousin is a veteran of the Nationalist Party. I met him in the special zone not long ago, and he returned hundreds of thousands to me. What happened? What did I do?"

That would make sense.

The comrades from the County Commission for Discipline Inspection immediately laughed and said, "Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. Brothers from Taiwan are welcome to return to their hometowns to visit relatives."

Ten minutes later, the entire county party committee compound was a sensation.

I heard that Zheng Xuehong met overseas relatives in the special zone, and gave him hundreds of thousands of dollars, and came back with the duke with his cousin from Taiwan. People are so envious and jealous.

Secretary H and the county magistrate are out of office, so he went directly to Zheng Xuehong's home to offer condolences...