In 1990, with the continuous surge of the reform and opening-up policy, China finally stepped into the 1990s, a decade full of hope and opportunities.
This is an era that evokes deep nostalgia; the memories of those years, like faded photographs, have left an indelible mark on people's hearts.
In this memorable era, the whole society was filled with a positive and enterprising atmosphere.
People, filled with boundless hope for the future, bravely embarked on their journey to pursue their dreams.
Whether in bustling cities or vast rural areas, one can feel the vigor and passion of rapid development and constant change everywhere.
The year 1990 began with the Lunar New Year Gala for the Year of the Horse.
Two major events occurred during that year's Spring Festival Gala.
Of course, the definition of a major event is based on Li Xiangdong's standards.
The first big thing is that Greenery Yongjiu successfully advertised its midnight countdown during the Spring Festival Gala!
It's worth noting that a total of 20 commercials were inserted during the 1990 Spring Festival Gala, most of which were related to home appliances and automobiles.
Greenery Yongjiu secured the most important midnight advertising slot during the Spring Festival Gala with an extremely assertive stance, instantly making Greenery Yongjiu a household name across the country.
This was the most important marketing campaign ever launched by the Lvyiyong Winery, and it was this campaign that brought Lvyiyong Wine into the public eye.
The second big thing is that Guo Xunmin from Hamawo appeared on the Spring Festival Gala!
It wasn't just a random shot from the camera; Guo Xunmin was given a proper close-up shot that lasted half a minute!
Moreover, his video also features a vertical line of large Song typeface characters introducing him as "One of the Top Ten Farmer Entrepreneurs in China – Guo Xunmin".
What an honor!
While Li Xiangdong and the others were watching TV, Li Jin recognized Guo Xunmin's face and quickly asked Li Xiangdong, "Is this Secretary Guo from Hamaowo in Honghai District?"
Because Hamaowo and Lijiapo are cooperating in seafood farming, they had met many times before.
We've only seen each other a little in the last two years.
Li Jin heard that Hamaowo is now incredibly powerful, not only shedding its label as an impoverished village but also being hailed as "the number one village in the world".
Someone once told Li Jin that Hamaowo started out by relying on Lijiapo, and now that they have some money, they have become so arrogant.
That person meant to instigate Lijiapo to cut off the artificial seawater supply to Hamaowo.
If Li Jin has been around for so many years and still can't hear the ill intent in those words, then he's lived in vain.
He didn't take other people's attempts to sow discord seriously, but Guo Xunmin took the initiative to approach Li Jin.
Li Jin still remembers that when Guo Xunmin came, there were a total of eight cars!
As soon as the car stopped, several people ran up from behind and methodically opened the car door for the second car and held umbrellas for it.
Guo Xunmin was dark-skinned and thin, but wearing sunglasses and a well-fitting suit, surrounded by more than a dozen people, he had an air of authority that was even greater than that of the mayor and the party secretary!
Li Jin thought to himself at that moment, "Is this still a farmer?"
Even if you are an entrepreneur, you are still a farmer-entrepreneur!
When did they learn those bourgeois ways?
And they still need eight seats to live in, and more than a dozen people to serve them?
Li Jin's expression immediately turned somewhat unpleasant.
It's not that he looks down on peasant entrepreneurs; he himself is a peasant.
Even if people give him face and call him a farmer entrepreneur when they meet, he will never forget that his business belongs to all the farmers in the village!
To put it bluntly, peasant entrepreneurs are rooted in the peasantry.
No pain, no gain.
This saying has been passed down for thousands of years and is regarded as a golden rule by everyone. But Li Jin wondered, did the old man lead the revolutionary predecessors to shed blood and sacrifice their lives just to become superior people?
If everyone wanted to be superior to others, they wouldn't need to choose this path at all.
Many young masters and ladies from the bourgeoisie and landlord class abandoned their wealth and status, risking their families' wealth to help others, and chose to take the path of revolution.
Are they trying to become superior to others?
No!
Their aim is to eliminate the elite!
Li Jin didn't understand, but a rumor from the streets suddenly came to mind.
Legend has it that the old man went blind in his later years due to age-related cataracts, and was later operated on by a famous ophthalmologist.
After regaining his sight, the old man read on his sickbed.
But as I read on, I began to sob uncontrollably, tears streaming down my face.
When the ophthalmologist saw the old man holding a book, his white hair trembling from crying, his sobs filled with both sorrow and emotion, he felt a mix of anxiety and fear. He didn't know how to comfort the old man, who had just had a successful surgery and was worried that crying would damage his eyes.
While the ophthalmologist was at a loss, the old man gradually calmed down, and after a while, he handed the book he was reading to the ophthalmologist.
Upon closer inspection, the doctor realized that the book contained a poem, "Nian Nu Jiao: Climbing Duojing Tower" by Chen Liang of the Southern Song Dynasty.
Looking out from the precarious tower, I sigh, how many people throughout history have truly understood this sentiment?
The gods and demons have devised this scheme, mistaking it for the boundaries of the heavens, the southern and northern frontiers.
A river stretches across the landscape, flanked by hills on three sides, creating a sense of rivalry.
What did the Six Dynasties accomplish, that they only pursued their own private interests?
Laughing at Wang and Xie and others, who climbed high and gazed into the distance, I too shed tears like a hero.
Despite the Yangtze River, it cannot control the endless stench of the Yellow River and Luo River basins.
We should advance without looking back and seek our oath in the middle of the river.
A child defeats a thief; once the momentum is established, why bother asking a strong question?
Li Jin hadn't read that many books, and he had little interest in Tang poetry, Song lyrics, Yuan drama, or Qing novels.
But he can recite this poem, "Nian Nu Jiao: Climbing Duojing Tower".
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