Some people on the Internet say that if there were no Huang Chao, China would have a caste system like India.
This is simply impossible. When Chen Sheng and Wu Guang shouted out that sentence in Daze Township: Princes, generals, and prime ministers should rather have the guts! The caste system has no place to survive in China.
There is another joke on the Internet, if you get the Chuanguo Jade Seal.
You: I don’t have that thing!
There are classes in China, but this class has always been fluid. As long as one person in a family emerges, he can often bring the entire family to a height that is originally difficult to reach... There is a man named Yang who snatched Xiang Yu from Gaixia. A thigh of...
The concept of clan and family is very weak in the Northeast. The Han people in the Northeast basically fled from the four provinces of China. They basically have no ancestral halls and at least a family tree.
But no matter how trivial it is, look at their place names, such as Jinjiatun, Xiaoli Village, Sunjia Shack, and Fanjiatun and Guojiadian. You can figure out with your buttocks that the people with the surname Jin in Jinjiatun are basically the same. It is impossible to be bullied. If you are bullied, it can only be someone named Jin bullying someone named Jin.
In his previous life, Sun Tao had been wandering for too long and had been struggling to survive. He had no intention of looking back, so he resented his relatives more than being close to them. After being reborn for three years, he experienced it again. After seeing the dilapidated hometown, he felt that he should actually do the same. Do something.
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Sun Tao greeted with a playful smile: "Sister-in-law, please come in and sit down too. Just let Xiao Wu boil the water alone."
Zhang Cui curled her lips and said, "That's not possible. She is also a guest. Let her work alone, as if she is a slave girl. Please tell me why "The Thread String Opera" was taken down?"
Because he knew that Zhang Cui had worked in the shampoo room in his previous life, Sun Tao actually despised her in his heart, because Sun Tao himself never became a duck no matter how miserable he was.
Of course, it was also because there was no channel, but Sun Tao would not think so. He believed that his moral level was higher than Zhang Cui's.
Zhang Cui's ability to say such words inevitably made Sun Tao look at her.
Before Sun Tao could say anything, the little girl Sun Xiao stood up on the stool, "Sister-in-law, please come in first, I will change for sister Xiaoying."
Sun Xiao is 17 this year. His father and Sun Dashan are uncles and brothers, just like Sun Tao and Sun Yang.
In the previous life, Sun Tao didn't have a deep impression of this sister. He only remembered that she seemed to have graduated from junior high school but not been admitted to high school. Then she wandered around Jiutai, Nong'an, Siping, Sanjiangkou, Shuangyashan and other places, working as a waiter, working in a beauty salon, etc. Nanny, cleaning, the last impression seems to be opening a store selling children's clothing...
Zhang Cui quickly waved her hand, "No, no, just sit down. I don't leave home all year round. It's so easy to come back and stay for a few days and still let you work!"
In my impression, all my relatives in the previous life were evil and evil... But in this life, everyone seems to be positive, nice to talk to and considerate of others...
Sun Tao smiled slightly.
Sun Tao, "Jiu Mei, please sit down. My sister-in-law is the host and we are all guests." Turning to Zhang Cui, Sun Tao smiled and said, "There is nothing we can do. The director of the Spring Festival Gala gave me a call after much thought. The lyrics are too depressing and not suitable for Chinese New Year!”
In a room full of people, no one cared about why "The Thread String Opera" was eliminated, their/their eyes all lit up.
The melon seeds in Zhang Cui's hand fell to the ground, "The director of the Spring Festival Gala even called you personally!"
Zhang Cui asked what everyone was thinking, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at Sun Tao.
Sun Tao waved his hand casually and laughed loudly: "Why are you so surprised? In a few years you may be able to see the Spring Festival Gala directed by me."
Zhang Cui nodded vigorously, "Of course you can, we'll just wait..." The curtain fell and she shrank outside the door. ……
Poor people, rich people.
If there is no social trend, the poor will probably remain poor because they do not know what success is or the road to success.
I work when others work, and when others treat me as a cow or horse, I work as a cow or horse. Isn’t that how everyone lives their lives?
However, it will be different once an alternative situation occurs here.
Sun Tao talked eloquently. He described a completely different world to his brothers and sisters, and taught them step by step how to get through it. "Buying a house with a loan can save 20 years of struggle"... "Once the stock market reaches below 1,000 points, you have to borrow money." Buy at the bottom, no matter how sarcastic and sarcastic people around you are, you have to get in"..."Once everyone thinks that stock trading can make money, run away..."
"Oh, by the way, Jiu Mei, don't go to Nong'an to serve dishes. What's the use of 800 yuan a month? After the Chinese New Year, you and Brother Ran go to Hangzhou. If we can't do anything else, it's okay to be a receptionist. .”
Sun Xiao was full of joy but a little timid, "Brother Tao, I don't know how to do it. I'm afraid I won't be able to do it well and I'll embarrass you."
Sun Ran laughed loudly, "What's the matter? The Atao people in Yanjing are beyond the reach of Hangcheng. When we go to the company, we are actually his spies... Jinyiwei, you know, you don't have to do anything and you still dare to bully others." You!”
Sun Tao glanced at Sun Ran. He didn't mean that, but others would definitely understand it. But to be honest, a normal boss would still maintain a certain sense of presence in the company no matter what.
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The Sun family shack really has a Chinese New Year atmosphere, and all the young people are starting to get restless. Every day, people come to Sun Tao for advice... Sun Tao is a little annoyed, but compared to the dilapidated hometown in the future, the liveliness is more in line with his expectations...
Three peaceful days passed.
On February 4, 2005, the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, at nine o'clock in the morning, a roar of cars broke the tranquility of the small village.
A Toyota started out aggressively, followed by a Buick and a Santana.
Although the town has newly built an asphalt road from Jinjiatun to Sun's shack, it is still difficult to travel in this poor place like Sun's shack when it snows heavily. The terrain is low and there is no way... Having said that, a good place can be occupied by migrant households who have fled. Stay!
Sun Tao came back without notifying anyone. He brought Wu Xiaoying into the village, but it was Sun Yang who drove him in on four wheels.
Dahei barked for a while, but the adults playing mahjong in the east room showed no reaction. It had long been the consensus of the entire county that no gambler would come to the Sun family shack.
As soon as the door curtain was raised, Sun Bo rushed into the west room, "Brother Tao, Brother Tao, there are several cars coming outside, they must be looking for you."
Sun Qiyi, who followed Sun Bo in, shouted: "Brother, I saw County Magistrate Wang and Mayor Li, and they were accompanying a high official!"
Sun Tao could imagine that Wang Jun and Li Yuan would come to him, but what kind of high officials?
A group of young people followed Sun Tao to the yard.
Sun Tao smiled. Zhang Huanchun, the former vice president of Changying Group, is now the deputy director of the Department of Culture.
Zhang Huanchun was still outside the hospital but his voice had already been heard, "Sun Tao, I've wanted to scold you for a long time. Now that I'm capable, I don't want to give back to my hometown and just mess around outside..."
The two sides met head on.
Originally, Zhang Huanchun, who had become a high-ranking deputy director, felt that he would never have any interactions with a young man with a little talent. Even if he did, he would be there to support him.
Zhang Huanchun patted Sun Tao on the shoulder and said, "Little brother, I'm asking for your help again." (End of Chapter)