Chapter 3 The hot year of 1988(1/2)
Lu Hang quickly calmed down and took a deep breath;
Warn yourself to be steady, to be steady, and to be steady, to be steady in whatever happens.
Without having time to eat, Lu Hang walked out of the store silently, staring at the familiar and unfamiliar street scene in the distance, and finally confirmed the current situation.
Reset or rewind, no matter what, my buddy is wearing it.
The skyline of the entire city has become low, with few buildings exceeding three floors, and there are several buildings with more than ten-story high-rise buildings in the distant streets.
As you can see, the buildings on both sides of the city streets are mostly two or three floors, and the residential buildings are mostly four floors, and more are bungalow buildings. The roofs are covered with red tiles, which turn gray under the long-term sun and rain.
This is the nostalgic version of Jinling City. Sniffing the fresh air, Fei Xiang’s enthusiastic singing came from his ears;
You are like a fire in winter,
The blazing flames warmed my heart.
Every time you walk into me quietly,
The fire illuminated me.
...
Lu Hang looked up at the distant sky in the morning, and the warm sunshine spread down. The blue sky seemed high and deep, with white clouds floating.
He felt a pilgrimage-like touch in his heart, slowly covering his hands on his chest to prevent the "ping-pong" heart from jumping out.
The Holy Master Hallelujah, thank the Lord, thank Jesus, thank the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, thank the Supreme Lord and the fairy sisters, thank the unknown alien technology, thank e·t, thank the Sage Sun and the Saint Seiya, I am so excited that I can't express my feelings at this moment...
Lu Hang suddenly thought of something and hurriedly took out his clothes and pockets, and bad things still happened.
The phone is gone, the real leather wallet and credit card are gone, and the Mercedes-Benz SUV key is gone. He hurried to the entrance of the alley and took a look. It's not long before he bought it. There is no more 2019 Mercedes-Benz GLC300.
There was only a flatbed truck dragging honeycomb coal, leaning alone against the roadside, Luhang certainly was not his own.
Through the reflection of the glass window, Lu Hang touched his smooth face with his hand. This young, collagen-filled face, the furry and sparse hair on his lips, and a heart beat faster as if it was beating the drum.
The past has disappeared and everything has begun again.
Then what else do I have?
Lu Hang took out a box of matches from his pocket, half a pack of red plum smoke, a few crumpled dollars, and a sharp steel folding knife.
Other things can be understood, what the hell is the folding knife?
Seeing this, Lu Hang fell into deep thought;
Who am I? Where am I? What kind of person am I?
I am Luhang, in Jinling City, but what kind of person am I?
This question was answered soon.
Two junior high school students walked towards him, watching the tall Lu Terminal standing in the middle of the road blocking the way, looking at the front with a blank look, as if there was no focus.
The key is that he holds a sharp blade in his hand and looks very afraid of people, a bit like a pervert in a Hong Kong video.
The junior high school students were so scared that they shivered, and they couldn't help but leaned against each other, exchanging gazes.
I met a second lion who bullies the child.
Soon, the shorter junior high school student came over with some fear and obediently put the twenty yuan in Lu Hang's hands.
"Brother, we both have this little money in our hands. We will give it to you. Let us go. We will have class today."
"Oh, ah..."
Lu Hang finally came back from the philosophical questions, looked at the money in his hand, and immediately found the problem.
Ahem, I misunderstood!
He naturally put away the folding knife; "I'm not the kind of person you think."
The two junior high school students looked at each other, and the childish faces clearly showed a look of believing you only because they believed you. Maybe they were hypocritical and wanted us to take the initiative to pay tribute!
After the second-rate guy robs the money, he will perform like this;
"Boy, remember! This money is not what I care about, it was you who gave it to you on your own initiative."
"Dare to go out and swear by blind pussy, be careful I will slap you!"
"Which class is from? You don't know if you go back? If you want to die, hurry up and brother will help you."
Junior high school students have rich experience and have a distinct flattering smile on their faces;
"We know brother, we both want to ask you to keep it. This money is also ruined if you put it on us! Brother buys a pack of cigarettes, which is our intention."
Look at what this said makes people feel comfortable. No matter what, this kid will definitely make progress in the future.
When Lu Hang thought that he was short of money, the other party felt deep affection again, he almost nodded and agreed.
But then I thought about it;
20 yuan makes me lose my principles of being a human being, which is too cheap.
Resist corrosion and never get stuck.
Lu Hang put the money in the hands of a junior high school student and patted him on the shoulder and said kindly, "Go to school quickly! Remember that there are always many good people in society, and believe that evil cannot defeat justice."
Watching the junior high school student leave, Lu Hang suddenly shouted, "When is the time now?"
"Yeah, it's almost eight o'clock."
"Which year and month do I say?"
The two junior high school students were almost scared, looked at each other in shock, and stammered, answering stammeringly; "A.D., 1988...9...9...A.D., at 7:50 am."
"Okay, go to school, you must study hard!"
Lu Hang walked back to the noodle shop in excitement, suddenly stopped, took a few steps back and looked up. The words "Maoji Noodle Shop" with red characters on white background are missing, and the words "a hundred years of ancestors" are missing.
Lu Hang cursed in a good mood; Madan, there are still many ideas for Huatou.
Standing in the store, the thin Mao Huisheng saw all this.
He looked at Lu Hang with complicated eyes, as if he wanted to say something, but after passing by Lu Hang, Mao Huisheng never could speak.
Just Yangchun noodles, if you don’t eat them, it will become stiff.
After picking up the noodles bowl and digging it for two bites, Lu Hang suddenly had a very professional problem in his mind;
Is it a single wear this time? Double wear or group wear?
His eyes couldn't help but look at the middle-aged cadre in front of him. The guy even picked up the last noodle soup and drank it. He took out a dirty handkerchief and wiped his mouth with satisfaction.
“oppo?iphone?”
"Tencent Little Penguin...Alibaba?"
The middle-aged cadre turned around in surprise; "What news? I know Alibaba."
It seems that it is a group wearer, and now there are career partners.
You can form a team to eat chicken, uh... to form a team to conquer the world.
Lu Hang nodded affirmatively and said seriously, "Friends, Alibaba is not the time now, and the Internet era has not come yet. If you want to do a big business, it is a good opportunity for the Russians to split."
After hearing this, the middle-aged cadre's face turned pale, and his handkerchief fell to the ground without knowing it;
"Crazy, what nonsense you say, are you confused? How could the Russians split?"
"Then... Alibaba?"
"Nonsense, "Alibaba and the Forty Thieves"! Elementary school students know, forget it, I won't talk to you, a lunatic, I warn you not to get close to me!"
Lu Hang slapped his head and said, "Damn it! I really forgot about this."
It’s all my fault for Dad Ma, who took his buddy into the ditch.
The middle-aged cadre looked at him even worse, his behavior was so weird, and he had obvious tendency to self-harm.
However, I can't control other people's affairs, just stay away from this lunatic.
"Comrade, you can consider cooperation. Now all companies issue original shares, which is very interesting."
"You are crazy! Who wants that broken thing? You can't eat, drink, or use it as money." The middle-aged cadre was really impatient. He stood up with a bag in one hand and a teacup in the other and was about to leave.
"If you can't get some electronic watches in the south, you can also do it. You can wait for the opportunity to soar into the sky." Lu Hang smiled and made a move to twist the banknotes, and the middle-aged cadre's face became very ugly;
"I seriously warn you that this is a crime of speculation. I don't care whether you are really crazy or fake. Once I find out, I will definitely expose you. I hope you will do it."
The middle-aged cadre left with his sleeves, leaving only Lu Hang alone thinking;
Excluding that unless this guy is the best actor in the Hundred Flowers Awards, his emotions and reactions are not pretended, and can be proven.
Then the problem is only left...
Lu Hang looked at Liang Huisheng, who was thin;
Did you wear it too?
"Come on, come on, Xiao Mao, do you know me?" Lu Hang waved his hand kindly and shouted Mao Huisheng.
"Of course I met you. You are Luhang, the son of Director Lu, Hongxing Shoe Factory. I have come to have dinner several times."
To be continued...