Rebirth: Let's Talk About 1984

According to reports, this story begins at an entirely unscientific moment: Zhou Ziye, a designer who rose from creating counterfeit mobile phones, suddenly time-traveled back to the year 1984.

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Chapter 792 Shoe Repair

"We met while eating in the cafeteria. It was crowded and there weren't many seats available, so she asked me if I could sit in the chair in front of her. We chatted for a bit after that."

We exchanged contact information; actually, she wanted to show me her foreign trade sales data. I've been very busy, and although she sent me the data a few times, she couldn't reach me, and I never saw it!

"What's your name?"

"Zhang Haiyan".

"Is it pretty?"

"Hmm." Lei Jun was caught off guard by the sudden question and didn't know how to answer. After thinking for a moment, he nodded and said, "It's alright."

"During your conversation, did you observe her or notice anything unusual about her, such as flirting or speaking in a provocative manner?"

Lei Jun quickly shook his head and said, "I really don't have that."

"Have you noticed that the care goes beyond what is usually shown between colleagues, such as being more enthusiastic and warmer than usual when asking about someone's well-being?"

“She has never called me, and I rarely see her. I occasionally run into her at the cafeteria. Last time, I was having dinner with the leaders of Luzhong on behalf of General Manager Xing. I drank too much and threw up in the green belt in front of the building, right there.”

Lei Jun pointed in a direction as he spoke, and continued, "She seemed to be coming out of the building, and just then she saw me. She patted me on the back and asked how I was doing. I said I was fine and went back to my office to sleep. She bought me a bowl of hangover soup and left it at the front desk..."

After finishing his conversation with Zhang Haiyan, Zheng Haishan said, "We'll investigate. It's getting late, you should go home and get some rest. Thanks for today!"

"No need to thank me, I wasn't really that helpful. Give me a call if you need anything."

After getting off the bus, Lei Jun watched them disappear before returning to his dormitory. As for his old cell phone, Zheng Haishan and the others didn't return it.

Zheng Haishan said to a team member named Xiao Li, "Come with me tomorrow to get the contact list. We need to check everyone on it."

Zhang Bo, who was standing nearby, asked, "Isn't the main point that person, Zhang Haiyan?"

"It's not good either, but that's not the point."

"How is it not the point?"

"Lei Jun is young, handsome, and has a good reputation. As long as he's not blind, which girl wouldn't try to get close to him!"

Zhang Bo retorted, "Then why are you even taking notes? You're making it so formal. I thought Zhang Haiyan was a prime suspect and was using her beauty to seduce Lei Jun."

"Alright, go back and rest. You've been busy all day, aren't you tired?" Zheng Haishan said with a smile.

The shoe repair shop closes late. The shoe repairman closes the door, slung a canvas bag over his shoulder, glances at the sentry on duty, and slowly disappears into the night.

The team members left behind by Zheng Haishan only saw his back.

The next morning, Zheng Haishan led his team to the supply and marketing cooperative building, which was already sealed off, and there were also people watching the commotion.

Just as Zheng Haishan was about to enter the building, he glanced at the shoe repair shop not far away.

Seeing that the door was closed, he took a few steps back and looked again; it was indeed closed. Curious, he walked over, looked at the storefront, and said to Xiao Zhang, "Ask someone what time this shop usually opens."

A little while later, Xiao Zhang came over and said, "Does the supply and marketing cooperative open at the same time as them?"

"time."

"7:30."

Zheng Haishan glanced at his watch; it was already eight o'clock.