"Why do I always have tears in my eyes? Because I love this land deeply!"

When the plane landed in Beijing, the long-lost cold air mixed with the impurities produced by burning coal in winter poured into Chen Qi's nasal cavity. He opened his arms and couldn't help but sigh.

When he was about to express his feelings further, Xiao Mo interrupted him impatiently: "Okay, okay, let's go quickly!"

"You are so heartless and indifferent!"

"We are sending you back and you have to report back to your work unit. We don't have time to chat with you. You'd better get in the car quickly. We have a say in how you behave in Hong Kong."

"Oh, you ate dozens of Hong Kong-style meals from me, and you threatened me? You have the ability to report each other!"

Chen Qi curled his lips and got into the car. Xiao Mo and Xiao Geng dutifully escorted him to his parents' house. At the door, the three of them said goodbye. He smiled and said: "Thank you for your hard work. This trip was very pleasant. I hope

I’ll see you next time.”

"It depends on when you leave again!"

"We have to go too. Goodbye, Comrade Chen Qi!"

The two of them said the word "comrade" very strongly, and then they ran away.

He stepped into the courtyard. It seemed like a long time had passed. Nothing had changed here. When he entered his bungalow, it was still neat and tidy. There were TVs, radios, and tape recorders. He was obviously the richest man in the courtyard.

I still have my own small bed in the outer room. It’s November now and it’s starting to get cold in the capital.

He simply lit the stove, and when it was time to get off work, he heard the sound of footsteps outside, followed by Yu Xiuli's surprise shout: "Ouch!"

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Chen Qi stayed at his parents' house for one night and left early the next morning.

Returning to the capital from Hong Kong, 20 years passed in an instant. Gundam flew away, the urinal was still placed under the bed, and I had to use straw paper to wipe my butt.

The flowers and mourning plants were dying, the trees were falling, and there were fewer tourists in Shichahai. He put on a cotton coat and rode a bicycle to Lechunfang. When he came to the main door, he was about to take out the key, but stopped again, picked up the door knocker and started banging.

!

"Bang bang bang!"

"Who is it? Who is it? Stop knocking!"

The person inside had obviously just gotten up and responded lazily. The sound of footsteps was heard, and the door opened with a bang, revealing Dai Hanhan's chubby face. She was wearing glasses. She was confused for two seconds, screaming and running back.

"Mr. Chen is back!"

"President Chen is back!"

"The boss is back!"

The front yard suddenly became chaotic. From the left to the right, the door creaked open, and in the blink of an eye, seven or eight people gathered in front of him.

Liang Xiaosheng wore a sultry red sweater, and it looked like it was knitted by Jiao Dan. He ran over happily and patted him hard: "You are finally back! If you don't come back, this place will always seem like a leaderless group of people, lacking in spirit!"

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"You're doing a great job leading the team! Oh, Teacher Li, Xiao Ji, you guys have also moved in."

Li Jianqun and Ji Chunhua nodded.

Chen Qi scanned around and found two dormitories on the left and right of the front yard. Four people from the editorial department lived on the right, and there were fewer people on the left. Li Jianqun and Ji Chunhua lived in one room each. Everyone stood in the yard, waiting for him to speak.

Unexpectedly, he waved his hand: "Lao Liang, Xiaoji, get on the tricycle and follow me! Let's make breakfast with the rest, and we'll eat together later!"

"Brother Qi, why are we going?" Ji Chunhua asked.

"Buy something!"

These days, public servants sent abroad have an enviable benefit, which is that they can buy duty-free goods.

As early as 1979, Beijing took the lead in supplying foreign goods to people going abroad.

Because if you buy it abroad, doesn't the foreign exchange go to others? So the country buys the goods first, gives quotas to overseas personnel, and lets them buy with foreign exchange at home. This not only saves foreign exchange, but also avoids the problem of carrying it on the shoulder, which is detrimental to the country's image.

Appear.

Now it is just a duty-free shop. In 1983, the China Overseas Personnel Service Corporation was established for unified operations.

Chen Qi and Lao Liang rode bicycles, and Ji Chunhua rode a tricycle. They arrived at a duty-free shop. There was nothing surprising inside, including various household appliances and bicycles. No tickets were required.

This thing is similar to an overseas Chinese store.

It's just that his identity has changed, so he has this benefit.

Chen Qi took out his ID and checked it with the other party. His credit limit was quite high. He didn't lack anything. He mainly wanted to provide some welfare for everyone. He walked around and picked out a TV, a radio, and a

A tape recorder and a bicycle.

"Lao Liang, put these things in the editorial department first. I'll lend them to you. You can pay in installments and slowly buy these things. In the end, they will become the public property of the editorial department."

"Okay, that's what I mean too!"

Liang Xiaosheng nodded. The biggest thing he learned from his interactions with Chen Qi was that brothers settle accounts clearly.

Chen Qi allocated 100,000 yuan as the start-up capital for the establishment of the magazine. This money was operated and managed by Liang Xiaosheng, and these things were purchased by Chen Qi personally. The money belongs to the public and the private to private. The money must be accounted for clearly.

He looked around again and bought an electronic keyboard, keeping it for Gong Xue to play with.

I hesitated for a moment and didn't buy the refrigerator. The power supply is now unstable, with one stop every three days and one stop every five days. It would be a waste to buy a refrigerator.

After loading a cart, Ji Chunhua happily rode on it and experienced the pleasure of being a rich man. The three of them returned to Lechunfang and immediately caused a sensation. When they heard that it was for the editorial department, they screamed again and again.

"Ahhh! That's great, I'll watch it on TV later!"

"The TV is in the office and it's not in the dormitory. What are you watching?"

"I, I, I, can't I lay the floor in the office?!"

"Just tap it, tap it, let it go, everyone can watch it!"

I cooked my own meals in the small kitchen, and the living room in the main room became a dining room. People from the editorial department and the film company were indistinguishable from each other, and the grass-stage team had a strong atmosphere.

Chen Qi couldn't stand it, and said, "I'll go to the Beijing Film Studio in a while and make a report in the name of the company to try to get more houses. Let's stick to this."

"What are you talking about? I live in a double room with eight people at home, and I won't leave even if you drive me away!"

"Yes, the environment here is so good, and it's so comfortable to work!"

"Mr. Chen, you are too strict with yourself, but we are actually quite satisfied!"

"No, no, no, mainly I want to live a better life myself."

This sentence made everyone laugh. They all knew that this was Chen Qi's own house, and they were very grateful to use it as a dormitory. The backyard was a private living area. Except for Lao Liang and Xiao Ji, no one else had ever gone in.

I also took the initiative to avoid it, since the conditions inside must be very good anyway.

After hearing this, he still wanted to live in a better place. How good would it be? I couldn't imagine it, so I just thought he was joking.

Liang Xiaosheng: "After dinner, please take off the plaque. I just looked at the almanac. Today is a good day."

"You haven't hung up yet?"

"Isn't this nonsense? I'm waiting for you to come back!"

So after breakfast, everyone ran out again. Liang Xiaosheng had already prepared it, including firecrackers.

Dai Hanhan held the camera, and Chen Qi stood next to the vertical plaque covered with red cloth. There was no grand ceremony, and they shouted: "The editorial department of "World Wonders" was officially established today!"

He quickly uncovered it.

The old men and women around came out again, squeezing in through the cracks of the crowd to watch the excitement. This mysterious Courtyard No. 6 finally had a name:

Editorial Department of "World's Wonders" magazine!
Chapter completed!