In the spring of 1972, on a train heading to the Great Northern Wilderness for re-education, Chu Miaohong quietly tossed an old envelope into the wind. Far away in the year 2024, Zhang Hongcheng co...
(I have a cold and haven’t been feeling well these past few days.)
The fat man, who hadn't slept for a day and a night, had red eyes.
This is outside an unknown nursing home in the local city.
The guard posts are tight.
The taxi driver who brought him here kept looking at the fat man who was fidgeting with curiosity.
As a local, he had heard the legend of this sanatorium.
The people living there are not people that ordinary people can see.
And this fat man came to the door with an ordinary letter and asked for a certain old man.
Could it be that the illegitimate child plot in the TV series is happening in real life?
Just as the taxi driver was brainstorming, in the courtyard of the sanatorium, a white-haired old man stared blankly at the calligraphy in his hand without saying a word.
"Why is this thing still here?"
"Didn't they say that everything was burned when she left that year..."
The old man closed his eyes quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a long time, the old man finally opened his eyes.
"What does the person who sent this thing want?"
A middle-aged man answered in a low voice in his ear.
"Mr. Hu's wife and daughter went missing in yesterday's earthquake. The search efforts at the scenic area don't seem to be very strong..."
The old man nodded and carefully put the calligraphy away.
"Call the provincial government and see who's not in the meeting. Then urge the city government to urge them. After all, human lives are at stake."
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away."
The fat man, who had received the accurate information, endured his fatigue and urged the driver to drive to the scenic spot as fast as he could.
Before the taxi entered the scenic area, he saw three rescue helicopters roaring into the sky above the scenic area.
The rescue team, which had more than tripled in size, finally found Xiao He and his mother, who looked like mud monkeys, at two o'clock in the afternoon.
The mother and daughter got lost after the earthquake and went in the wrong direction in the forest.
No wonder the previous rescuers didn't find them - they had walked more than ten kilometers deep into the forest.
When the rescue helicopter found them, the mother and daughter had collapsed on a riverbank due to hunger.
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Zhang Hongcheng quietly closed the envelope.
He finally felt relieved.
Fortunately, Senior Brother Lao Zhao is a man of loyalty and righteousness...
Zhang Hongcheng also secretly became alert. The lesson learned from Brother Zhao told him that Director Jie's warning to him was not unreasonable.
He doesn't want someone to suddenly come to him with some calligraphy or letters after he retires...
Time flies, and soon it is the end of May.
Shang Yiming and his two friends finally returned to the capital exhausted.
The Zhang brothers and sisters welcomed the three of them at the Donglaishun mutton restaurant.
Shang Yiming gulped down the mutton soup in a few mouthfuls. His whole body felt hot and he felt like he was alive again.
"I have to say, our brother is really like this!"
Shang Yiming wiped his mouth and gave Zhang Hongcheng a thumbs up.
He and his two friends were now full of admiration for Zhang Hongcheng.
Thousands of miles away, the smuggling pattern of that gang can be inferred through just a few records of seized smuggling. The old man over there really dared to trust Zhang Hongcheng and personally led people to catch the turtle in the urn and wait for the rabbit.
So this time when they went south, they were not only trading in the previous auction items, but also those that had just been confiscated and seized from the hideouts were included in the auction.
There are many young people from Beijing who come out to do business now. Shang Yiming just made a few phone calls locally and sold the things he had for double the price.
They left with 360,000 yuan and came back with only a light bill of exchange.
More than one million!
More than one million in 1979!
Zhang Hongcheng touched his nose a little embarrassedly.
In fact, he hadn't thought about what to do with the smuggled goods, mainly because the fat man was a little upset after the last incident.
Fatty has been working hard these days to dig deeper into the matter entrusted to him by Zhang Hongcheng, and only then was he able to implicate the smuggled goods as well.
There were quite a few good things among the confiscated items this time, and there were few people participating in the auction, so Shang Yiming and his friends got a great bargain.
A few days later.
The large puddle near the indigo factory was fenced off and covered with construction slogans and signs.
Only then did the surrounding residents become convinced that resettlement housing would be built in their area - and it was actually buildings!
Shang Yiming's two friends rented a large public building and invested nearly 10,000 yuan in it for decoration.
The more fashionable it is, the better. In the middle of the room, there is a small building model with colorful lights made by students from the art academy.
While the big puddle was still being pumped out, countless people from the capital came here to visit, filling the hall to the brim.
Everyone is asking whether this resettlement housing policy is aligned with the recently introduced commercial housing pilot policy?
The resettlement housing project built by Shang Yiming and his family is actually to supplement the commercial housing development work. The genuine resettlement housing has already been arranged.
The higher-ups just allocated a puddle for us, and we had to put in everything else ourselves.
According to Zhang Hongcheng's plan, each resettlement house would have five units and six floors, and a total of four buildings would be built. His more than one million yuan was not enough.
Therefore, the concept of pre-sale was instilled by Zhang Hongcheng into his future brother-in-law.
As soon as the construction site was established and the hall was built, they started collecting money by selling a few models with colorful lights...
You know what, the people in the capital really fell for it at that time.
No one believed that someone had the guts to defraud the people of their money.
Moreover, with a large number of young people from cities returning to the capital from rural areas, housing has become extremely tight for every household.
A house is the most basic need among the basic needs nowadays.
Not only that, the makeshift team of the Indigo Factory resettlement housing project is also very arrogant.
If you want to buy a house, you must first get a proof of employment, and then get a note from the higher authorities. Only with the note will you be eligible to participate in the lottery.
Connections, family background and luck are all essential!
Some people use their connections to get a note and are lucky enough to draw a room number, but in the end they find that there is not enough money at home. What should they do?
Either borrow it or sell the account...
In just half a month, many well-informed middlemen appeared near the main gate.
We collect room numbers between one hundred and twenty and one hundred and fifty, and offer them at prices ranging from two hundred to three hundred.
Even many middlemen have begun discussing that once the commercial housing is completed, there will probably be another huge source of housing number business.
When the house numbers were being hyped up privately, and even one number was in great demand, everyone's last bit of doubt about the Indigo Factory resettlement housing project disappeared.
After receiving a large advance payment, the progress of the project is naturally guaranteed.
At the same time, a piece of gossip began to spread "secretly" among the residents of Prince Gong's Mansion.
"Do you know that college student named Xiao Zhang from the west wing? I heard he can get the room number!"
The residents, who were already frustrated by the rectification documents issued by their superiors, turned their attention to a seemingly harmless man.