Rebirth of the Burning Era

Liang Yifei had the idea of ​​having a jujube but not a jujube. If Lin Zhixian has a way, that's the best, and save Chen Kangjian's favor. If there's no way, then it's not too late to go to Chen Kangjian.

Unexpectedly, Lin Zhixian pondered for a while, then rolled her eyes: "Maybe I can really help."

"If it's true, I'll take care of your future KFC!" Liang Yifei said.

"You really think I'm a pig! If it really helps you, you'll be mine in the future!"

After she finished speaking, she realized that her words were easily misunderstood, her face flushed slightly, and she quickly explained, "I mean, if you have any good news in the future, you must give me first-hand news!"

Saying that, he stretched out his little hand, "How is it, is there a deal?"

"No problem!" Liang Yifei laughed, stretched out his hand and shook hands with Lin Zhixian.

The little hands are very soft, exactly the same as the last time in Hangzhou.

He let go, and added, "Even if you can't get the school qualifications, I have a project in the future. I'm still welcome if you come to interview."

"That's for sure." Lin Zhixian said, "My uncle is an associate professor at the university, but he has stopped teaching for a long time. He has been fond of me since I was a child, so it shouldn't be a problem if I speak. There's no paging or anything, I can't contact him now, so let's ask for the car I'm going back to tonight, tomorrow morning!"

Liang Yifei thought about it and said, "I'll go with you, it seems to be sincere."

To apply for a certificate, not only does it require people to nod and agree to help, but the procedures are very troublesome. First, people have to be invited to Binhai City to register locally. There are still many links that need to be present in person. , it's easy to feel sloppy.

"Okay, go buy a ticket, we'll leave tonight!"

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Lin Zhixian, a junior reporter at this level, can only go out as a hard seat. This time Liang Yifei paid for two sleeper bunks and brought a bucket of KFC to eat on the road.

In the car at 9 o'clock in the evening, in the sleeper box, there was a middle-aged couple on the bunk and bunk on the opposite side. They had been sleeping since they got in the car. Liang Yifei and Lin Zhixian chatted about her uncle again.

His name is Peng Yuanqing. He used to be a 'Lecturer' of the National People's Congress. He was on the same level as Gu Wenming. In 1977, he was detained. In 1984, the problem was clarified and rehabilitated. Not only was the treatment restored, but also a grade was added, which happened to become an associate professor. .

After not participating in practical work for such a long time, Peng Yuanqing's teaching ability and scientific research level have deteriorated rapidly, and he is no longer qualified as a university teacher. Fortunately, after he was rehabilitated, he repaid his salary for a few years. In addition, he is a native of the capital, so he does not have to worry about life, not to mention wealth, and he is not short of money.

Intellectuals, if you advance, you can govern the country and the world, and if you retreat, you can enjoy the poetry, elegance and fun in the forest. Peng Yuanqing's career and professional career have not been smooth, but he has always liked writing work, so he simply became a freelance writer, relying on words to eat, what screenwriter? Ah, short stories, reviews and news in newspapers, they are all involved, and he is considered a figure in half of the literary and artistic circles.

Peng Yuanqing and Liang Yifei pondered the name.

The capital is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, a screenwriter in the early 1990s, and an associate professor at a university. If he keeps doing this, he might become a big celebrity after more than 20 years.

However, he hadn't heard of it.

Lin Zhixian ran back and forth for a day, she was so tired that she was sleepy as she talked, and her head began to look like a chicken pecking at rice.

"I'm going to sleep for a while. You help me and I'll change you to sleep in the second half of the night."

The law and order on the railway is not very good, there are so many pickpockets, and even the sleeper cannot guarantee safety. It is very common to wake up in the morning and the wallet is missing. I can't find it. Two people go out, one sleeps and the other looks at the bag. is standard equipment.

The little girl was fascinated and fell asleep when she lay down. Liang Yifei smiled, pulled up the blanket and covered her, then took out the nine letters from the manufacturer and read it carefully.

I just used the free time in the car to think about ideas and change my mind.

Besides, if a letter is done well, it will cost tens of thousands of dollars. Of course, if you can earn it, you must earn it.

After a rough look at the content, there are three factories that are typical illegal operations, and accidents may happen at any time. Liang Yifei couldn't come up with ideas for this kind of unit, he asked for trouble, and directly eliminated it;

There are three others, and he has no clue.

The remaining three are rather frowning.

Simmons factory, instant noodle factory and Jinhua ham factory all hope to open the market as soon as possible and increase sales.

The first two bonuses are 40,000 yuan, and the ham factory is 60,000 yuan.

Sitting in the carriage, the wheels press through the gap between the tracks, making a regular thump, thump, and every once in a while, a white telephone pole flashes quickly outside the window, in a hurry but in an orderly manner. Everything is very regular. This environment is particularly suitable for thinking. Liang Yifei's brain is spinning at a faster speed than the development of this era, constantly clarifying his plan.

At two o'clock in the morning, Lin Zhixian dazedly opened her eyes, lay on the bunk, and raised her waist lazily.

Liang Yifei turned around and smiled, and said, "Wake up."

"Well, I slept soundly." She pouted, revealing a little girl's cuteness, "Did I snore?"

"Well, I did. People in the box next door knocked on the door several times!" Liang Yifei said solemnly.

"Ah?" Lin Zhixian sat up in a swish, her eyes were round, and her face was incredulous, but when she saw a strange smile on the corner of Liang Yifei's mouth, she realized that Liang Yifei was teasing her.

"You're so annoying." He punched him neither light nor heavy.

Liang Yifei smiled and said, "By the way, do you have a pen and paper in your bag? I'll write a reply to a few factories."

"Yes. Huh? Do you have something? So soon?"

"The methods of marketing are actually similar, and there is no difference in essence." Liang Yifei smiled, "I'll write it first, and you can help me refer to it after writing it."

"Yeah!" Lin Zhixian was full of sleep and woke up again. She handed over the pen and paper. Before Liang Yifei could finish writing, she half knelt on the bunk and watched Liang Yifei write the letter while eating fried chicken.

'Whether Simmons is comfortable or not depends on personal preference. Some people prefer softer, some prefer firmer. There is no uniform standard. However, compared with traditional mattresses, Simmons is an expensive product. value for money. I suggest advertising, you can find a road roller or a truck, and press it over the Simmons, and the Simmons is still intact~www.wuxiahere.com~ The elasticity is still...'

'According to the description, Guichang's instant noodles are mainly for children and teenagers, so you can add 'cards' to the instant noodles, such as characters from the Three Kingdoms, Journey to the West, and classify the cards into grades, such as 'normal', 'elite', 'Rare' and other levels, let children have the desire to collect...'

'Jinhua ham is a well-known brand in the country. Of course, there is no problem with the taste. After hundreds of years of inheritance, there is no need to change it. It's just that the ham in Guichang is too big. A ham weighing several tens of kilograms needs to be chopped with a knife and ax before it can be divided, which is too troublesome for ordinary families. It is recommended to use small packaging, on the one hand, take the route of fast food, easy food, and cheap, and on the other hand, use the exquisite gift box to take the high-end gift route...'

After the three letters were written, Lin Zhixian also read them at about the same time.

"How is it?" Liang Yifei asked her back.

Showing off in front of the little girls, she was still a little proud, waiting to see her surprised and admiring expression.

Who knew that Lin Zhixian pouted, hugging her knees against the wall of the car, looking unhappy.

"Is it badly written?" Liang Yifei asked strangely.

Lin Zhixian rubbed her hair that was a bit messy when she slept, and muttered in a fit of anger, "How can I say that I am also a high-caliber student who graduated from the National People's University, and I specialize in economic interviews, why can't I think of it!"

As he spoke, he poked his long index finger at the chicken bone on the table, his big eyes flashed, and he said innocently, "It must be because you have eaten too much of these fried foods and you have become stupid!"

Liang Yifei was amused by this ghostly big girl: "Although you are stupid, you are cute! Between smart and cute, which one do you choose?"

Lin Zhixian also laughed, raised her chin, and said, "I want it all!"