Jiang Xiaobai, Jiang Zijian, Zhao Xinyi, Li Beibei, Zhang Lanfang, Wang Xiaojun, Liu Aiguo, a total of 6 people took the train and set off for the capital together.

In a blink of an eye, I am already a junior student, and I will be promoted to senior year this summer, and then I will graduate next year.

If this were to be placed in future generations, everyone would be discussing the issue of internships at this time, but there is no such thing as internships now.

They are all directly assigned jobs after graduation. Although there are good and bad assignments, but after graduating from Beijing Normal University, no one is worried about job problems.

It’s just that you can’t enter the central government and state-owned enterprises, but you can go to a key provincial enterprise.

If you are willing to go back to the county seat, you will start with a cadre at the deputy department level. It will be a great deal, and you will be able to distribute the house at that time.

If you don't have a partner, the organization will help introduce you.

That's right, it's a cool time at this time, but the post-80s born now can't keep up.

A group of people were talking about qigong, and then they talked about special functions.

Except for Jiang Xiaobai and Zhao Xinyi, everyone else is very interested in this topic.

Especially Jiang Zijian, even took out a qigong cheat book in a serious manner, claiming that if he can practice well, qigong can cure cancer.

This is really an era full of ghosts and snakes. Jiang Xiaobai couldn't figure it out, how could a college student still believe this.

But this is caused by underdeveloped information, the deceitful trick of asking for a son, from the south to the north, fools are like leeks, cutting one crop after another.

In the words of later generations, there are too many fools and not enough liars.

There is also a trick of "turning water into oil", and there are even experts and professors who are responsible for it.

Just say it's weird or not.

The few people chatted all the way, and when they arrived in the capital, they got on the tram and walked towards the school after they separated.

When they arrived at the dormitory, the eldest Liu Houdao and the fourth eldest Zhao Pu were both there.

"Boss, fourth brother, it's so early." Jiang Xiaobai greeted with a smile.

"Morning, school starts tomorrow, the second brother Gangzi and the third child Qian Baobao are also here, and you and the fifth child Liu Xiaogang are not here."

As Liu Houdao said, he took out some pastries from his luggage and distributed them to Jiang Xiaobai.

"Your sister-in-law made it, try it."

"Okay." Jiang Xiaobai was not polite to Liu Houdao, grabbed a piece and ate a piece.

"Hey, it tastes good." Jiang Xiaobai praised with a smile.

One month after school started, Jiang Xiaobai saw Song Weiguo who had returned from the dusty city of Shanghai.

"Xiaobai, there was an accident in Wenzhou. The eight heavenly kings caught and ran away, and there are many famous businessmen, basically all of them also had accidents."

Song Weiguo said, his eyes were still a little erratic, obviously very scared.

"Xiaobai, do you think the sky will change?"

Song Weiguo felt scared, he was not young, he had experienced that era.

When you are courageous, you are bigger than anyone else, but when you are really troubled, you are more timid than anyone else.

"For several years in a row, the country's financial losses have been severe. Although the reform has stimulated the vitality of some enterprises, some redundant construction has caused waste of resources. Therefore, the country wants to cool down, but it will not stop directly."

Jiang Xiaobai said reassuringly that he knew what the policy was like. Although crossing the river by feeling the stones in the process would experience some twists and turns, in any case, the ending was good.

But other people don't know, people who have lived in the planned economy era for decades, they don't know.

They are afraid, so they panic when there is trouble.

"Really? It's only temporary." Song Weiguo seemed a little startled.

"How about this, Old Song, you stay in the capital for the time being. The news in the capital is the best. If there is any trouble in Jianhua, you can leave. I will watch over other matters."

Jiang Xiaobai looked at Song Weiguo and said.

"What do you mean, Xiaobai? My old Song is afraid, because I am getting old and a little timid, but it doesn't mean that I am really a coward. I just don't want the property we have worked so hard to save just like this."

Song Weiguo looked at Jiang Xiaobai and glared at him. He was afraid, but if he really wanted to leave, he would not hide.

"No, what I mean is, you stay here in the capital for the time being. If something happens, we can make preparations in time." Jiang Xiaobai felt warm when he heard Song Weiguo's words.

Time passed day by day, and the wind became worse and worse.

Some private shops on the street are closed, especially in the south.

All self-employed people are worried and live their lives cautiously, deeply afraid that the sky will change one day.

There are also some self-employed people who go to the streets to donate their property. This is not a joke, it is a fact.

At 9 o'clock in the evening on June 1, 1982, Jiang Xiaobai received a call from Li Laosan.

It was Song Weiguo who came to Jiang Xiaobai from the flagship store on a bicycle.

Song Weiguo cleared the way with a pack of cigarettes, handed it to the concierge, and ran to Jiang Xiaobai's bedroom out of breath.

"Bang bang bang."

"Comrade, who are you looking for?" The boss Liu Houdao opened the door, and saw a middle-aged man standing at the door of the dormitory panting heavily.

"I'm looking for... looking for... Jiang Xiaobai, Xiaobai."

"Lao Six, I'm looking for you."

"Old Song, why are you here?" Jiang Xiaobai was lying on the bed reading a book, when he heard the voice, he looked outside the door and found that it was Song Weiguo.

After Jiang Xiaobai asked, he quickly put on his clothes and jumped out of bed without waiting for Song Weiguo to answer.

Song Weiguo came running out of breath on such a late night, he must have something very important to do.

"Go, go out and talk." Jiang Xiaobai pulled Song Weiguo downstairs and out of the dormitory.

"Sit down and talk slowly, what happened?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"Jianhua Village, Mr. Li from Jianhua Village called and said that there is a crackdown on speculation today and the working group has been sent to Jianhua Village."

Song Weiguo said.

"Come on, follow me to the office, I'll call Li Laosan back,"

Jiang Xiaobai's heart sank, and he dragged Song Weiguo to the school student union office.

"I didn't ask more about the specific situation, but there should be nothing wrong now, otherwise Li Laosan wouldn't be able to make calls."

Song Weiguo finally recovered after resting for a while.

"Well, that's right." Jiang Xiaobai nodded and didn't ask any more.

The two soon came to the student union office. Jiang Xiaobai took the key to open the door, grabbed the phone on the table and called.

"Beep beep..."

No one answered.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Xiaobai called again, this time it was Wang Meng who answered the phone.

"Mengzi, what's the situation?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"Brother Xiaobai, wait a minute. I'll call Brother Li and ask him to report to you. Today is the talk of the working group that Brother Li accepted. He knows the specific situation better."

After Wang Meng finished speaking, he went to find Li Laosan.

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