It is rare to get together. No one dares to say whether there will be such a gathering in the future. Once everyone stood in a trench and played together and ate a meal in a big pot. Today, Dong Ge has reached a high enough position. Everyone present knows that they will not talk about the care they have received. Without Dong Ge, it is hard to say whether there can be a housekeeper or a Guang. Looking at the underground trade between the upper and lower borders in the northeast, the profits it creates are astronomical.

Half of the interests are taken out to do charity. This is the bottom line. If you don’t make some money, someone will make money. It is better to control it in your own hands and let half of the interests of this money do more for the country and the people. Zhang Shidong will never underestimate himself in this regard. As long as the public can get more benefits, that is a good thing.

Guanguan is a smart person, and Zeissnan is also a smart person. They are not short of money, but they are no longer allowed to withdraw at that position. There are still many people below that need them to restrain them.

Rather than being in chaos, it is better to control it. With order, even if it is not very underground order by the public, it is much better than without order that seems peaceful but actually surging undercurrents.

After drinking a lot of wine, everyone didn't care whether they were out of control. What they wanted was a very happy party atmosphere. Everyone cherished it very much. Maybe there would be no more in the future. We should contribute to the cleanliness and tidyness of him. Brother Dong didn't care, we cared, and we didn't allow others to use us to throw dirty water on him.

Under the night, the snowy streets of Pingjiang are not as lively as those of big cities. Zhang Shidong and Zhao Ya are strolling on the streets. The cold weather has not dispelled the warmth of their bodies. After so many years, the figures that once snuggled together are still there, but they rarely appear on the familiar streets of this hometown.

"Eat a bunch of stinky tofu."

“I want to eat chicken soup tofu skewers.”

The severe cold cannot dispel the snack stall owners who are struggling for their livelihood, nor can they extinguish people's love for roadside stalls. Walking across the bridge, a high school just ended when the roadside stalls near the door welcomed their last income. When the students were gone, it was time for them to pack up and go home.

Not far from the gym where Bailiyao used to be, in the temporary haven made of plastic cloth, there is a tricycle, two worn but clean folding square tables, a few plastic chairs, a string of stinky tofu and a fried chicken skewer. With a bowl of chicken soup tofu skewers, childhood memories come like a tide.

After calling, Baili Yao quickly came out of reunion with his family and ran to this stall to enjoy the unique warmth of the cold night with the two.

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At his own home, Xu Bin invited his former good friend and colleague Ji Dacheng and Zhu Ning. These two are now doing well in Pingjiang. As they were once friends of Zhang Shidong, many things were unimpeded. Ji Dacheng took over the communication mobile phone chain store at home and became a relatively successful businessman. Zhu Ning joined the TV station to work, which was also considered to be a place where his father had been operating for decades. He was like a fish in water. Without Dong Ge's cool mobile phone company office, the fun of letting them continue to live was reduced.

"Okay, it's ready to eat."

In the kitchen, Jiang Xueyu walked out with an apron. Ji Dacheng and Zhu Ning were still a little restless. The former boss, now one of the few rich people in China who can compete with male wealthy men. Now they cook in person to prepare food for them. In a daze, they still couldn't believe what was happening now.

Jiang Xueyu is no longer the queen of the workplace, but just a little woman who is with her husband. Seeing them chatting about the happy things in the past, her mind was filled with memories. These three bastards played games all day and had no intention of working. At that time, she thought that private enterprises would probably encounter similar things in the local area, raising some idle people in exchange for a stable development environment.

This time when he returned to Pingjiang, Zhang Shidong really wanted to meet his old friend. He could really be called a friend. If he had no time, the other party would definitely not contact you, for fear of causing trouble to you, for fear that people would misunderstand that they would curry favor with you.

The Demon City can always take into account both, and occasionally get together at Zuiyiren. The classmates and friends in Pingjiang have basically not contacted each other much. If there weren’t such a few intermediaries, they would have basically cut off the contact. Guan Ran told the news of the middle school class reunion that he and Ling Jingyun did not go back. They were afraid that they would become the target of everyone and made everyone restrained. This time, they came back and met a few people who had a good relationship and had a meal together.

Similarly, the elementary school class reunion was also held with the participation of the school. The purpose was naturally to get General Zhang, who is now at the peak of his life, and it would be good to write a word for the school without any other words. Zhang Shidong did not come back either, but just asked Mao Tong and Ding Meiqi to visit the sick teacher.

The family moved away, and the Dream Hall was moved away. This place was destined to be the hometown, with a trace of blood involuntarily. By the time Zhang Shidong's next generation was born, this place could only be the hometown of his hometown, and there was no connection with them.

"Brother Dong, can you keep this place and wait for you to come back? This is also a home."

The request from Ma Er touched Zhang Shidong's heart. Facing the Dream Hall, which has become a landmark building in Pingjiang, I believe that if it weren't for his identity, there would have been countless threats and inducement requests.

Thinking of Zhang Yiqing's hesitant face, Zhang Shidong finally decided to keep the Dream Hall, take away half of the exhibits, and leave half of them, and exchange exhibitions on both sides every six months. The trouble would be very troublesome, but it made everyone here happy. Ma Er jumped up with a smile, and was in his forties, like a child. The veterans who came from all over the country to settle here were also smiling. They had already regarded this place as their home and did not want it to disappear.

Zhang Yiqing and Lu Cheng also stayed, and they still felt comfortable at home. Zhang Shidong could see that in fact, their parents were not in Yanjing, but if their children all settled here, they wouldn't mind coming here. But in their bones, what they were most accustomed to was that house, even if all their thoughts were in that private mall at this moment.

"Without myself, the Dream Hall is running very well. Forget it, why bother to destroy it? Although this is a bit more troublesome, it leaves a root for each of them."

After staying in Pingjiang for half a month, Peng Yiting retired early due to illness. Ning Jiutian took a walk around and returned to Pingjiang. He temporarily took over Peng Yiting's position as the top leader of the government. But everyone knows that Guo Anbang is going to retire. Since Ning Jiutian came back, he has completely delegated power. He practiced calligraphy in the office all day long and did not participate in some activities as much as possible. He also spoke very little during the meeting and stabilized the situation. After Ning Jiutian adapted, this position would be his sooner or later. Ning Jiutian was really the dragon and nine days old. Anyone could see that his future prospects were limitless, and he might be at the center.

The smooth transition of Beihai has allowed many people to see another style of work outside of Zhang Shidong's cold-blooded guillotine. Combined with the big sword he had swung in various places before, everyone carefully observed that he really caught the big and let go of the small. Those who thought they were lucky were shocked and sweated in a cold sweat. It was not that they didn't find you, but that they felt that you had not reached the point where they had to be eradicated, and temporarily let you go to see the future effect.

This Zhang Shidong is not as domineering as the rumor. Look at people, they are silent after doing so many things, and letting go of many people, but they never think about coming over and contacting them for people to be grateful. Afterwards, he discovered that apart from the cold sweat, he only thought about one thing in his mind: "I have to work hard and never make the previous mistakes again. I am on the verge of losing the blessing of being in danger to know the peace and safety. I have done it well, the country will not treat me badly. What's the use of asking for so much money? If you really get into jail, you won't enjoy the rich and riches."

Taking advantage of Zhang Jun and Kong Mei's return at the renovation of the New Dream Hall, Zhang Shidong followed them to their relatives' houses to make more contact with this bloodline, so that people don't think we are unattainable and dare not contact them. The families on both sides have gone, a county-level city and a remote mountain village. They may not know who the world's richest man and the richest man in China are, and they don't know what GDP is, but they will definitely know that China has produced the youngest general. When his resume is revealed, the hometown of Pingjiang City, Beihai Province will make everyone born here proud, especially his age, which will make people feel like they are my peers. For example, those who were once in the same school as Zhang Shidong or a nearby school will be subconsciously proud when they hear this. If you see it, the middle school next to us seems to make them feel very proud.

Everyone in the family had to look up at him. In the Kong family, the old man dared not sit down in the main seat. He brought Zhang Shidong to his side. The five thousand years of family ethics in China could not cover up the light on him, and some rules had to be broken.

In the Zhang family in a remote mountain village, the old man even took his family to the ancestral grave to burn incense and worship Buddha. They did not wait for Zhang Jun and Zhang Shidong, not because they were not worthy, but because they knew that it was a bit embarrassing for others to come. The shadow of the past remained. The old man shed tears in front of the ancestral grave. My Zhang family is smoking from the ancestral grave, and a big figure who is destined to be a history-level figure.

Including on the street, it becomes more difficult to think about it as casually as before. Occasionally, I will meet a hardcore fan who recognizes him in casual clothes at a glance, and soon they will gather around ordinary people. Compared with those star fans, they are more calm, at least they know who is standing in front of them.

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