On January 3, 1983, China's first supermarket opened in Haidian District, Yanjing City, with a business area of ​​only 200 square meters, but on the day of opening, thousands of shopping people poured in.

The stores that will be unable to turn around if you squeeze in 100 customers at a time are crowded with people. The supermarket only sells two products: vegetables and meat, and it is 5% to 40% more expensive than the vegetable market not far away.

Many ordinary people just came in curiously and turned around and left immediately after seeing the price.

It’s nothing, it’s too expensive, how can ordinary people afford such expensive things?

Therefore, the customers who come to this supermarket to consume are basically foreigners in China. They earn foreign wages and enjoy Chinese wages, which is simply too carefree.

Also in January, a "Asia and Middle East Investment Co., Ltd." opened in London, established a "China Investment Capital Fund" with a total amount of US$10 million.

Reference News quoted the Asian Wall Street Journal as saying that this is the first investment fund specially established for China. It will be divided into 100 shares and invested in "development potential, newly built or existing medium-sized products"

In industrial enterprises”.

Most people who see this news do not pay special attention, because in this era, the term "investment fund" is really unfamiliar to the general public in China.

Zhuang Ziqiang is an exception.

Today is the weekend, and Zhuang Ziqiang and Sun Xiaoning returned home to have dinner.

After dinner, Sun Xiaoning and Hao Dongmei cleaned up the dishes in the kitchen, and Zhuang Ziqiang sat on the sofa and searched for a few newspapers.

Although my mother's status before retirement was not as prominent as that of her father, she was also a senior cadre. She had never lacked newspapers and documents at home, and there were many contents that ordinary people could not see.

Seeing the information in the newspaper, Zhuang Ziqiang couldn't help but sigh that the pace of reform was getting faster and faster, but compared with the south, the northeast was still a stagnant pool.

Before and after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Northeast played an important role in the country, because it is not only an important granary in the country, but also an energy and heavy industry base.

As the saying goes, success is Xiao He, failure is Xiao He. Whether it is agriculture, energy, heavy industry, the resources in the Northeast have basically been taken over to the country. There are very few resources that can really make the people move around.

Coupled with the decades of work as a large state-owned enterprise, the official-oriented idea is deeply rooted, and it is difficult for the Northeast to keep up with the pace of reform and opening up.

Zhuang Ziqiang pointed to the content in the newspaper and asked Zhou Bingyi: "What do you think?"

The person who read the newspapers at home the most is Zhou Bingyi. He must know all about these things in his work in political research and office.

“The wave of reform is unstoppable.”

Zhou Bingyi's words were very accurate, which shows that he had put in effort in this regard.

"You have been in the Political Research Office for almost two years, right?"

"Um."

Zhuang Ziqiang smiled and said to his mother: "I haven't been promoted for two years. If the political research and office is so slow to be promoted, it would be meaningless to stay."

The mother looked at him with a angrily look, "Don't say weird things. How to use people is naturally considered in the organization."

"Bingyi, don't listen to your second brother's nonsense. You are a top student at Yan University and in your prime, so you will not lack opportunities."

"Yes, mom."

Zhuang Ziqiang smiled but said nothing. He knew that Zhou Bingyi was a person who wanted to do things, but now he had no chance and could only lie dormant.

There is only one politician at home. He can see from his usual family conversations that his mother also has high hopes for Zhou Bingyi.

If my mother really wants to ask her to help Zhou Bingyi add more burdens, she will have such face.

But there is only one chance for this face, because my father has passed away.

My mother naturally wanted to use this opportunity on the edge.

At this stage, Zhou Bingyi's level is far from when his mother needs to come forward.

Zhuang Ziqiang naturally hoped that his brother-in-law could continue to move forward. He was all a family, so he did not expect any help from Zhou Bingyi.

However, it is almost certain that career development reaches a certain stage and attracting the covetousness of people with ulterior motives.

Having a higher-level public servant at home is equivalent to having an amulet, which has advantages and disadvantages.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the New Year atmosphere in Jichun City is getting stronger and stronger.

The 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, the Little New Year.

In the morning, Zhuang Ziqiang asked someone to pull a cart of things to deliver New Year's goods to his father-in-law and mother-in-law's house. After the car arrived, the whole family came out.

"Oh, Ziqiang, why do you buy so many things?" said the father-in-law.

"Dad, it's the New Year!"

Of course, his nephew Sun Sheng was the happiest, and he kept wandering around the car.

The whole three-wheeled cart was unloaded by one person. Zhuang Ziqiang and Sun Ganchao worked together to move the goods several times before they put them into the house.

The neighbors who heard the noise had been watching the fun aside. Looking at the cars of New Year's goods, everyone was so envious.

"Sun Ganchao's brother-in-law is here to deliver things again?"

"The Sun family has really found a good son-in-law! Look at this son-in-law, when did he come empty-handed? Look at the goods in our family, it's really more annoying than the popular ones."

"That's not right! How can we compare?"

"Hey, which unit do you think their son-in-law belongs to? Why do you take advantage of it?"

A neighbor whispered mysteriously, "Don't you know? Tell you, my aunt lives in Guangzi, and she told me that her son-in-law's house..."

The other people looked surprised and disbelief after hearing this, and looked at the Sun family with a little awe.

Among the New Year goods sent by Zhuang Ziqiang, there are rice, flour, oil, pig, cattle, sheep, fish, and various fruits and vegetables, highlighting a large amount of fruits and vegetables, especially fruits and vegetables. In Jichun City in the cold winter, these things are scarce resources, so what can I give to people?

It's extremely respectable.

"Come on, drink a sip of hot water, this early morning."

After entering the house, my mother-in-law handed a glass of water to Zhuang Ziqiang.

He sat down and rested, chatted with his father-in-law and Sun Ganchao for a few words.

Sun Ganchao is still working on the job he secretly helped to find. The workload is not light or heavy, and his salary is much higher than when he was in the Red Star Wood Factory before.

It must be incomparable to Zhou Bingkun, Xiao Guoqing and others, but Sun Ganchao was not jealous. In his opinion, as long as he could work, he would be content.

Zhuang Ziqiang doesn’t want to judge whether his brother-in-law’s idea is good or bad.

It has been a while since my father-in-law and his family have been removed from the Guangzi. The Sun family's conditions are much better than before. I don't know how much it is. My brother-in-law's idea of ​​being content and happiness is understandable.

After a while of rest, Zhuang Ziqiang stood up and left.

Today, he not only needs to send New Year's goods to this store, but he has to keep it a little tight.

Sitting on a tricycle and feeling the biting cold of winter, Zhuang Ziqiang is thinking about a serious problem.
Chapter completed!