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Chapter 12 Butterflies and Storms

In the dead of night, Zhao Changan's cabin was lit with bright lights.

In order to fear that his parents would worry about him going to bed late, he blocked the crack in the door with old clothes and locked the bedroom door.

Then, Zhao Changan glanced at the wide open window.

Through the sparse steel anti-theft net, you can see that the room lights in the opposite window are also on.

But the windows were closed and the curtains were drawn tightly.

Under the outline reflected by the light, there is a vague and slender figure walking back and forth.

I knew it was Zeng Xiaoxiao.

Zhao Changan, the designer of this old municipal building built in the late 1970s, had always suspected that he was out of his mind.

Not to mention the small area and unreasonable internal layout.

Moreover, one of the outward-opening windows of the small bedroom in the same unit is actually facing the opposite side.

The distance between them is only 1.1 meters.

In the past, when Zhao Changan and Zeng Xiaoxiao were on good terms, his mother was trapped in the house at night and refused to go out to play football, so he jumped into Zeng Xiaoxiao's bedroom and escaped.

Later, Zhang Lishan specially installed an anti-theft net.

It's not that he's afraid that his son will suddenly get interested at night and sneak over to harm the girl, but he's afraid that one day he will slip and fall to his death.

However, this matter actually angered the cautious Zeng Chunming.

From then on, the two families gradually became hostile.

Especially not long after the Zhao family lost power, Xia Wenyang promoted Zeng Chunming to the clothing market management office.

After becoming a deputy director, the Zeng family became even more arrogant in front of the Zhao family.

Back then, that little sister Zeng never drew the curtains or closed the windows. She wore floral pajamas, leaned against the window and called "Brother An" affectionately.

He also guarded Zhao Changan as much as he guarded against peeping toms.

The windows are always closed tightly, and there are two layers of thick curtains drawn.

Regarding Zeng Chunming’s eccentric psychology,

Zhao Changan still can't understand it until now.

Xia Wenyang made a big deal out of me, but I wasn't angry at all. Instead, I became angry because I installed a pair of security windows in my house?

funny!

——

"I don't want to worry about all this nonsense!"

Zhao Changan shook his head vigorously and began to observe his bedroom.

After twenty years of separation, everything seemed so strange. It wasn't until Zhao Changan watched for a long time that some vague memory fragments emerged.

There is a bookcase in his bedroom, made of stainless steel; there are three layers on top plus a table top, and two drawers on the bottom.

When his father Zhao Shubin was the deputy general manager and director of the branch factory, he used it to store some company documents and decision-making materials.

After he was laid off, Zhao Shubin felt awkward and ironic about the bookcase he had bought at a high price, so he moved the bookcase into Zhao Changan's house.

Only he has the keys to the two drawers below.

Many years later, Zhao Changan's mother Zhang Lishan admitted with a smile.

I once secretly went through Zhao Changan's bedroom countless times, including the clothes he changed and the schoolbags he left in the house when he went out to play on weekends and summer vacations.

Want to open Zhao Changan's drawer and see what secrets are inside?

By the way, two more keys are provided to facilitate supervision and monitoring at any time.

But she never found it once.

Zhao Changan then took out a small plum blossom screwdriver from the tool box on the middle floor of the bookcase.

Turn around the imported Sony recorder that Zhang Lishan never dared to touch for fear of breaking it, which she used to listen to English tapes.

Use a torx screwdriver to remove four small screws, open the back cover, and stick two pure brass keys on the back cover with tape.

"Click~, clatter——"

Zhao Changan gently opened the upper drawer, and a smell of history rushed towards him.

An opened box of Yu cigarettes, sharp knives, armed belts, lighters, Jin Daxia's Shooting Condor, Divine Condor, Yitian, The Deer and the Cauldron, The Eight Parts of the Dragon,——

These books were all bought a few years ago when family conditions were good. In the past two years, they have become popular, including Double Dragon of the Tang Dynasty,——

There is not one of these novels that Zhao Changan once liked very much.

"That's it?"

Zhao Changan shook his head with regret and opened the bottom drawer.

Two photo albums, thick stacks of letters, small glass bottles filled with paper cranes, sachets, concentric knots,——

A large pile of certificates, certificates, trophies, and eight notebooks from primary school and junior high school.

"You stupid Xia Wenyang!"

For a moment, Zhao Changan couldn't hold back the tears anymore.

He took out a cigarette and lighter, walked to the window,

ignite.

"Crack!"

The light in the window 1.1 meters across was immediately turned off.

In the darkness, a neither gentle nor serious voice came through the closed glass window: "Rogue!"

Zhao Changan sneered inwardly,

Many years later, Daqiu got drunk at a dinner party with classmates in a mountain city and said she exposed her mouth.

He said that although Zhao Changan had done him a lot of harm, his woman's family had also done a lot of harm to the Zhao family. When his woman graduated from the third grade of junior high school, she would write backhand——

Then he wakes up and never says a word about life or death again.

The reason why those anonymous reporting letters attracted great attention from the Construction Committee was because they were written in a decent and "too true" way.

Therefore, even though it was later found out that he was unjustly accused, no one on the construction committee dared to mention Zhao Shubin again.

In the words of Secretary Lao Li, 'This shows that there is something wrong with Zhao Shubin's command. If it happens again in the future, or even directly to the city, who will be responsible?'

After smoking the cigarette, Zhao Changan closed the window and drew the curtains.

Subsequently,

He sat at his desk, took out a brand new notebook, and repeatedly recalled some useful information he could think of.

Start writing notes.

Later, as time goes by,

Three years and five years,

Ten years and twenty years.

Many things will be forgotten by him.

Then you have to take advantage of the present to remember as much as possible and record as much as possible.

Bit, Wright!!

Shen Jinxing 126,1b,,——1.6.14.2202,

——,7.10.17.6214,

Storm, Flush,——,15.6.12.5178.

Moutai,——

Jade, mutton fat jade,

facebook,amazon,apple,

Xiang 03, Beijing, Shenzhen, Shanghai, Xiamen, Guangzhou, Nanhang!!!

These things can help him in his future journey.

More opportunities and fewer minefields.

Although he cannot be proud of the world, it will be easy for him to become a multi-millionaire in twenty years, or even have assets worth hundreds of millions.

Not to mention being rich and famous, being famous all over the world.

You must at least ensure the basic quality of survival for yourself and your family.

Let’s talk about other things.

——

Zhao Changan's arrival in this world may change the world just like the butterfly flapping its wings in South America.

However, it takes a lot of time for the storm to brew.

Maybe by the time the storm formed in North America, the butterfly in South America would have turned into dust for hundreds of years.

And in the past few hundred years, its flapping of wings will not have any subversive impact on the progress line.

In other words, if Zhao Changan just thinks about making money and making a fortune through opportunism.

Keep a low profile.

So even if he is growing rapidly now, he may become "Zhao Bancheng" or "Zhao Fuhao" in the future, becoming a super rich man with billions of assets and financial freedom for his family.

Then he may have some slight local impact on the world in front of him.

For example, the exact number of points, the time spread of peaks and troughs.

However, what is certain is that.

Regarding the economic form of the general environment, as well as the process of the strategic pattern of the world's geographical environment.

He wanted to carry out a high-intensity influence, pointing to this prophet with no technical ability before he gained great authority.

It's simply a fool's dream.

However, now that he has come to this world, he is obviously not willing to accept just that.

It’s not the life he really wants!

——

Zhao Changan wrote until his eyes were dizzy. He closed the notebook and locked it in the drawer, patiently hiding the key.

Turn off the lights and take off your clothes.

He fell down on the bed and fell asleep.

For many things in it, he first built a basic framework, and then filled in the memories bit by bit in the future.

When Zhao Changan fell down and fell asleep, the sound of a cautious door opening came from the living room outside.

At this time, it was four o'clock in the morning.

His mother, Zhang Lishan, had to prepare meals on the construction site before six o'clock for the first workers to have breakfast.

And his father, Zhao Shubin, had dinner at seven o'clock and came in at seven-thirty.

However, Zhao Shubin obviously did not worry about his wife's safety, and they went to the construction site together every morning.

"Dad, Mom, thank you for your hard work."

At this point, Zhao Changan could still sleep for an hour and a half in a hurry.
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