Chapter 16 016 "This road of life, why is it getting narrower and narrower?"
Fang Minghua saw the price of Maotai in the tobacco and alcohol counter of Minsheng Department Store, and it was not too outrageous - 8 yuan a piece Bottles, but the problem is that ordinary people can’t buy them!
Want a special ticket for Moutai!
“Congratulations to you!” Zhao Hongjun replied with a smile.
"Why are you congratulating me with such a good wine?" Fang Minghua was a little confused.
"Good boy, you are a writer now. You published novels and poems in "Yanhe" and you didn't even say anything! I heard Tangtang say it."
Oh, this is the case.
“I just published a novel and a short poem, it’s nothing.” Fang Minghua said modestly.
"Hypocrisy! So hypocritical! I don't care so much, but should I celebrate? Should I drink this wine?!"
"Yes! What's wrong with that?" Fang Minghua He also laughed: "Maotai, how many people can drink it? Just wait, I'll buy something to go with the wine."
"Okay, I'll watch it for you."
Fang Minghua ran out on his bicycle, only to find that today was the second day of the first lunar month and most shops were closed.
Having no choice but to run home again, I told my parents that I cut some of the homemade bacon that my brother-in-law and sister were hosting today, and the remaining small crispy pork in the afternoon. Fang Minghua plated the pickled cucumbers he made at home and put them in two bowls. Fang Minghua grabbed a few more melon seeds and peanuts, and then hurried back to the unit on his bicycle.
"The shops outside are not open. I'll get some food from home and you'll just make do with it." Fang Minghua said.
"Hey, there are good snacks to go with the wine. It's much better than when we jumped in line in Gan Province, right?" Zhao Hongjun said, putting the bacon bowl on the coal stove to heat it, and the two of them ate and drank. stand up.
A bottle of wine, two enamel cups, half for each person. After a while, Zhao Hongjun's face turned red. He looked at Fang Minghua and stuttered a little.
"Minghua, you have found your own path in life, which is to write novels and become a writer! But what about me? It's so fucking boring to deliver newspapers, send and receive documents, and serve tea at work every day. This is so boring. Why is the road of life getting narrower and narrower?"
Fang Minghua almost laughed when he heard this.
"Red Army, you are following the example of a girl named Pan Xiao who was published in "China Magazine" last year and wrote a letter to the editor about her confusion. The title was "The Road of Life, How to Go Further" The narrower." Fang Minghua asked, holding back his laughter.
"Hey, am I right? Look, that letter caused a big discussion."
Zhao Hongjun said that this was indeed the case.
Because of the publication of this letter, a nationwide "Pan Xiao Discussion - Why People Should Live" that lasted for more than half a year was triggered. A total of more than 60,000 people wrote letters to participate in the discussion. This incident was later called "the spiritual first love of an entire generation of Chinese youth."
Fang Minghua accidentally saw this when he traveled back in time to read newspapers and magazines. Now he couldn't help but laugh when he heard Zhao Hongjun say this.
"Red Army, Pan Xiao seems to be a worker in a textile factory. I heard that he is in poor health and has encountered many setbacks. And you, although you have suffered a little by jumping in line, your future is bright now! You even said that you The road is getting narrower?”
“Tell me, how should I go?”
"Aren't you talking nonsense?!" Fang Minghua was a little drunk and spoke rudely. He peeled a peanut and threw it in his mouth, chewed it, and then continued:
"Your father has already cleared the way. It’s been laid out for you. You have such a high starting point now. Work hard and don’t make mistakes. With your father’s resources, why worry about not being an official in the future? Let me ask you, is it right for you to take a Chinese correspondence course? Was it your father’s idea too?”
“Yes, he forced me to do it.” Zhao Hongjun was honest: “We say that cadres now advocate “three modernizations”—revolutionary, youthful, and knowledgeable. "How can you say that I only have a junior high school diploma? I need to get a college diploma quickly." Come to me and say that the road is getting narrower?”
Fang Minghua’s tone was a little sarcastic. "But I really don't like it!" Zhao Hongjun's eyes were red: "I told my other friends, and they all laughed at me and said that I didn't know how lucky I was despite being blessed. Today I had a big argument with my dad about this. Frame.”
"Minghua, when you and I were in the queue in Gansu Province, we shared the joys and sorrows and were close buddies, so I came to you today to tell you this. I really don't like it! You don't You know, you, outsiders, don’t know my father’s ups and downs. In fact, this officialdom is extremely dangerous. "
"I don't like this kind of life, and I don't like so many rules. I just want to be happy and relaxed. Of course, I have to have some money, drink and meat, and find a wife. Just live your life easily.”
Oh, that’s right.
"Red Army, since you don't want to be in politics, you can only go into business." Fang Minghua said.
"I have also thought about it. Now the national policy has changed and started to encourage business, but I don't know what kind of business is good." Zhao Hongjun was a little distressed.
That’s it.
It's official
But it seems that the dual-track price system has not been implemented yet?
"I don't know about this either." Fang Minghua spread his hands: "As you know, I just like to write, but I don't know anything about business."
"Then do you think it's appropriate for me to do business?" Zhao Hongjun asked humbly.
Fang Minghua looked at him seriously.
In his memory, Zhao Hongjun was quite clever, courageous, and enthusiastic. He liked to make friends with all kinds of people, but he had an active personality and didn't like to follow rules.
This kind of person may not be successful in the official world, but he can definitely do it in the current business world.
Thinking of this, Fang Minghua nodded.
"I think you are suitable."
Zhao Hongjun punched the table and said loudly: "Okay! I'm going to go this way!"
"You don't Are you going to resign now?" Fang Minghua asked quickly.
Zhao Hongjun chuckled:
"How could it be? At least I have to figure out what kind of business I can do, right? Besides, with my current status, some things are easier to handle. .”
"Well, I wish you all your wishes come true!"
"I wish you write more novels and become a great writer! Cheers!"
The two raised their enamel cups.
The two of them split a bottle of wine and drank it in half. Fang Minghua was fine, but Zhao Hongjun was already drunk.
"Red Army, I will take you back by bike. No one is coming to the unit this late at night, so I will just lock the door."
"No, no. I'll use your guard room to call a good friend of mine and ask him to drive to pick me up."
Zhao Hongjun picked up the landline, reluctantly dialed a number on the dial, and said After a few words, it wasn't long before I saw a jeep with military license plates speeding past and parked at the gate of the magazine.
Fang Minghua hurried out and saw a dashing girl in military uniform jumping out of the car. She turned out to be Song Tangtang whom she had met while dancing that day.
(End of this chapter)