20 years of spring breeze

Chapter 1316 This Is Progress
Immediately, Xiaoxue was full of fighting spirit, and went downstairs happily.

Chen Hui said: "This girl has a bit of Li Wen's strength, maybe she can do it. Sis, if you really start to start a company in the future, you have to keep Xiaoxue and give her some shares or something."

Qin Xuemei said: "You guys just bully me. Partners set me up. Originally, I opened the store to have something to do, but in the end, I became an idler again. I don't have that much ambition to do anything. , nor will it."

Xiaowei said: "I didn't let you play, I leave things to Xiaoxue and the others, you can do whatever you want, read the report, clear up the financial affairs, and read a book and lie down for a while when you have nothing to do."

Qin Xuemei shook her head: "I don't want to be so tired. The purpose of opening this store is to find something to do and a place to stay to save boredom. Forget it, anyway, you can take care of what you arrange."

Xiaowei said, "All right, I'll take care of it, I won't bother you."

A group of people chatted for a while, ate some biscuits and pastries, and two cups of coffee, it was getting late.

Chen Xiao is very active, so he proposed to go out for activities and take a walk by the lake, so a group of people came out from Meiyuan to stroll by the lake again.

As the evening approached, the streets and alleys in this area became more crowded. Bars, pubs, music bars, etc. were all about to open for business. The small restaurants on the street were very lively.

Xiaowei asked Ma San's daughter-in-law to go home directly from get off work, and Chen Hui held Chen Xiaohui and Wang Yan in his arms, and a group of people walked slowly along the alley.

The alley where few people can be seen during the day is full of people at the moment, although not to the extent of crowds of people, it is not much worse.It is full of young men and women, walking together in groups, looking for a place to vent their youth.

The sun is still far from setting, but the light is obviously insufficient. The golden tones in the sun stretch the shadows of people and buildings for a long time. The dark corners of the shady walls are already too dark to see clearly. The neon lights of some shops Already lit up.

The store doors that were closed during the day are now open, and intermittent music or piano sounds can be heard from inside.

The waiters in small vests are busy inside and outside the door, the male and female singers with musical instruments on their backs are in a hurry, the shop owner is standing at the door of the shop with a cigarette between his hands, and all the men and women who come to play have a hint of unruly and arrogance.This is a living little world.

In the 90s, it was popular to put a speaker in front of the store to play songs, no matter what industry it was.

In the past few years in the early 90s, a large number of singers have emerged in China. It can be said that it is evenly divided with Hong Kong and Taiwan. It is a golden age for domestic music. From the street to the end of the street, I heard the folk songs of Great China from Wangqingshuihuohuo with good intentions. walk around.

Houhai is a "sacred place" for domestic music. Decadent rock and folk songs are more popular. Various bars hold some performances from time to time to attract customers. There are no restrictions on the singers who usually sing. You can sing anything, as long as A little level.

A large number of people gather here to find or vent for life, survival and ideals.

This is also a river and lake, a large number of musicians mixed here, naturally there are high and low, proud and lost, and they are divided into classes.

Newcomers and young people visit the docks everywhere to look for opportunities, and they are never full.Unwilling people are drunk and do not want to face reality.

Those who come out on top monopolize the resources to make a lot of money, maintain a vicissitudes of life and a peaceful appearance every day to suppress newcomers and cheat girls into bed, and call it love, this is life.

The Chinese people have always been like this, no matter where or what industry, a small group of people control the right to speak, shouting all day long that this is dead and that is sad, what needs to be saved, what is hopeless, as if everything is because of everyone Stranger than their inaction.

And once someone touches what they are holding, they will change into another face, attack and frame all kinds of means, and what is dead, sad, saved, and hope has nothing to do with them.

This is the case in every industry, either there will be heroes, or they will die and another group of people will break free after layers of squeezing, twisting and torture.climb up.

People without resources have no platform to speak and land to grow.

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It was time to get off work, and the streets and alleys were full of bicycles, and the car bells rang together.Several cars moved slowly amidst the tide of bicycles, like proud princesses, welcoming envious eyes from all directions.

Chinese tunic suits with pens are no longer the mainstream of society, and all kinds of suits, sweaters, denim clothes, and jackets have become fashionable.Women's skirts are the most varied and colorful, and they are so eye-catching even in the crowded bicycle tide.

In this era, perm hair is still the patent of middle-aged and elderly women. Young people pay attention to black straight long hair, which is either loose or tied into a high ponytail.

On the contrary, there are a lot of young men who perm their hair, blow-dry all kinds of hairstyles, apply some gel or spray hairspray, and always carry a small comb in their arms.Guo Degang had a big part of his thick hair permed right now.

"There are a lot of people. Dad, you hug me. If you fall, you will lose your ass." Turning to Di'anmenwai Street, Chen Xiaohui was a little surprised at the surging crowd, and stretched out his arms to hug Chen Hui's neck.

Chen Hui turned his head and glanced at Chen Xiao: "Who did this child learn to speak from?"

Chen Xiao looked at Chen Hui helplessly, and said silently with her lips moving: "Your mother."

Chen Hui looked at Chen Xiaohui: "She has found someone to play with. It feels like my mother is only that old in her heart."

Chen Xiao pinched Chen Hui: "What are you talking about? Did you say that about your mother?"

Chen Xiaohui turned his head to look at Chen Xiao, and then at Chen Hui: "What do you two say about me?"

Chen Hui said, "I didn't say anything."

Chen Xiaohui frowned and thought for a while: "You tell me, I won't tell grandma." Chen Xiao rolled his eyes aside.

Xiaowei hugged Wang Yan, Qin Xuemei supported Xiaohong, Wang Jiwei and Zang Yuanwei walked in front of and surrounded several people, resisting the crowd.

"It's really different. It's only been a few years. It seems that everything is speeding up now, and the whole pace of life is fast." Chen Hui sighed at Xiaowei.

Xiaowei nodded: "It is indeed. The common people have something to look forward to, and they can earn money by working hard, which is different from waiting for everything."

Chen Hui also nodded: "Yes, now that you have money, you don't have to worry about food and clothing, and you can safely and boldly earn money to live the life you want. This is progress."

Xiaohong said: "That's for sure. In fact, the easiest way to see whether the economy is rising and whether ordinary people have money is to look at the entertainment industry. If more people work in the entertainment industry, the economy must be developing. The common people are rich in their pockets. This is a pure consumption industry.”

Chen Xiao asked: "What is a pure consumer industry?"

Xiaohong said: "When you buy clothes, the money is spent but the clothes are put on. When you buy books, the money is spent in exchange for a book. This is an exchange. In the entertainment industry, if you spend the money, it will be gone. You will have nothing, just listen to it." If you listen to a song or laugh a few times, this is pure consumption, and you actually get nothing back.”

Chen Xiao said: "Isn't tourism the same? Turn around and lose money and get nothing."

Xiaohong said with a smile: "Travel itself is an entertainment model, and entertainment is spending money to have fun."

(End of this chapter)