Pager number, this string of mechanical numbers, is an important symbol of the young man's coming-of-age ceremony.

If you are working hard in a foreign country, this is also the drifting coordinates of your strange city, and it is the id proof that you begin to embrace this world.

The group of bear boys in Zhongjiawa have long been equipped with pagers. They have been running to the paging platform the most frequently these days, and even called themselves Ma Xiaojun at his own expense. He is pursuing Yang Zhaojun, and he rides Mulan every day to wait in the paging platform hall, and the wind and rain are all the time.

The love in the "paging era" quietly sprouts in the slight vibration of the pager, grows lonely in the love words dictated to the operator every dark night, and relieves lovesickness.

In every love in the "paging era", there is always a paging lady who listens silently and conveys in real time, witnessing too many temptations, ambiguity, reunion, separation.

Yang Zhaojun is not working on night shift tonight. As soon as she walked down the second floor, Ma Xiaojun stood up.

"What are you looking at?" Yang Zhaojun looked at his straight face and walked outside.

She had the confidence to say and do it. Over the days, the paging lady here has her own fans, and everyone's voice is highly recognizable.

To be put into the future, the beautiful and sweet puppet lady is simply a popular live blogger, and there will be fans who will crazily brush bags and yachts.

"Brother Dong."

"manager."

The two were about to go out when Qin Dong pushed the door in. He made an encouragement gesture to Ma Xiaojun, but Yang Zhaojun's face turned red.

"Hello! What number do you want to call? Leave a message or call back?"

Qin Dong and Wuritunashun walked up the second floor, opened the door and heard Yingying and Yanyan, fragrant and soft words.

Working indoors, you don’t have to be exposed to the sun and rain, but you don’t just sit there and answer the phone, just type. Paging ladies must have both the ears of the operator and the fingers of the telegrapher. They wear headphones and eyes on the computer screen when working, and have to type on the keyboard. They must send the pager’s phone number to the pager’s BP machine, and then reply via phone after seeing it; they can also leave a message to the pager directly.

"How is it?" Qin Dong asked Sarilang. After training in typing, Mandarin, Sarilang officially became a "paging lady".

"I was very uncomfortable at first. I had too much information to send, and I couldn't keep up with typing, so I got started later."

In the past few days, people often send messages such as "I love you" and "I'm sorry, please forgive me". Every time I send such messages, Sarilang feels that this job is particularly meaningful.

Times are progressing, but at this time, I am still embarrassed to say this in person, but it can be sent out through paging, making the relationship between people better.

"Sarilang is happy, Eji and I can go back to the grassland with confidence." Wuritunashun looked at Qin Dong, "Anda, you earn so much money every day, and the money you make for my whole life. Well, what do you want so much money?"

"Get on the car." The two went downstairs, Qin Dong opened the car door, "I want to buy a piece of land, shepherd sheep and horses in the city..."

...

By the 1990s, the population of Qinwan city had exceeded one million.

Millions of citizens are crowded in a small urban area of ​​90 square kilometers, as if trapped in an airtight "siege".

"I would rather have a bed in the west town than a room in the east."

The year before yesterday, the Qinwan Beihai Shipyard moved from the city to the east. In fact, in the early 1980s, there were many houses in the Dongshan dormitory built by this factory near Yaner Island. In the eyes of many people, leaving the city to live in Yaner Island was like "self-exile".

The eastern part of Qinwan before 1992 was in an undeveloped state for a long time and was desolate. The Beihai Shipyard was already very far away in the eyes of many citizens, let alone Rongya District in the east.

Driving the car, Wuritunashun saw a big tree lying in a bay of water, with wheat seedlings and vegetables planting everywhere in the fields, "Here you can put sheep and herd horses here."

Qin Dong smiled. In the future, this position will be worth every inch of land.

Just in April this year, at the opening-up meeting held in Shanhai Province, Yu Guosheng announced: "Qinwan will give way to municipal-level office buildings located in prime locations to attract foreign investment to develop real estate and develop the tertiary industry."

The shock wave caused by this decision pushed Qin Wan to the forefront of the second round of reform and opening up.

In the east, roads must be built first, the land must be separated, and the land must be sold one by one, but at this time, many people feel that it is a pity that they are idle and do not grow crops.

"How big is the land you want to buy to shed sheep and herd horses?" Wuritunashun asked seriously.

The land prices in the eastern part of Qinwan have been low in history. When the eastern development was carried out in 1992, the price per mu of land was about 200,000 yuan. Later, it rose to 460,000 yuan per mu, and sold it to more than 1 million yuan, and then rose to 2 million yuan, and finally rose to 2.4 million yuan. The most expensive piece of land reached 2.68 million yuan per mu.

"You have enough money to buy here." Although there was no horse whip in hand, Wuritu Nashun still pointed at Qingshan. He smiled and looked at his Anda, "How about I drive you a group of horses from the grassland after I go back?"

...

"Do you want to buy a piece of land in the east?" In the evening, Qin Dongshun said his thoughts and Du Yuan was angry, and he was not calm.

"People say they would rather have a bed in the west town than a house in the east..." Xiaoju's mother also tactfully advised that in recent years, the girl and her aunt's life has been prosperous, and the paging station has been making money every day, and the money on the ground has to be swept with brooms. She consciously wants to check the life of the girl and her aunt. Even if she has money, she can't waste it casually.

"Buy it, Qin Dong won't do a loss-making business," Wu Geng smiled with a cup, "Whatever you do to make money, think about it, from selling patents, opening restaurants, selling loose beer, selling lighters to take photos of others, and then your Mingcui Liu beer later, Contracting Factory No. 2...you can see everything correctly."

Qin Dong smiled and raised his cup, but Wu Geng drank it first. He wiped his mouth, "Landlord, pastor, Bai Yi, capitalist, I see, you're almost all..."

People just think that this joke is a joke when they make another joke in 1992. If they go back a year, such jokes will make Xiaoju’s mother scared all night.

"Oh, I know that the city is moving eastward, but there is going to develop there. It won't last ten or twenty years. Why not do it if you have this money..." Du Yuan smiled and looked at Uncle Tank, who waved his hand, "I only know how to follow the leader, that's right..."

"How many acres of land do you want to buy?" Xiaoju's mother looked at Du Xiaoju. Du Xiaoju didn't care about these things at all. She unconditionally supported the things she decided by her man.

"I can't buy this place just by wanting..." Qin Dong smiled and the city took out nearly 1,000 acres of land south of Zhanliugan Road east of Shandong Road for auction.

All the land that is ready to be sold is divided into several small pieces of land according to the planning requirements of the new district. The land area after being cut is not large. The small piece is only 5 acres, and the large piece is only more than 20 acres, and it is only provided to foreign investors. However, foreign investors can generally only acquire one piece of land, and if you want to buy more, you may not be given to you.

He had called Krista from Germany and asked her to set up a company in Germany and buy land in China under the name of a German company.

The next day, he saw Erji away. Although Qin Dong was in a heavy mood, he still had to go through the rest of his life. He drove directly to the Eastern Regional Development Command and found Director Lin Xiangrong.

Lin Xiangrong is a practical man and knows the youngest deputy secretary of the Youth League Committee in the city. He asked directly, "Is he a foreign businessman?"

"It's...German Bavarian Crown Beer Company." The company is newly registered, and the boss behind it is nothing but Qin Dong.

Lin Xiangrong glanced at Qin Dong, and the two walked to the large map hanging on the wall, "Tell me, which piece of land do you want?"

Qin Dong smiled. Lin Xiangrong's eyes were very vicious. He knew that he had participated in it, but he didn't care. Qin Dong's shareholding reform in Longcheng was famous all over the country. Even if he sold a piece of land to him, he would not fall into his hands.

"This piece!" Qin Dong pointed to a piece of land near the south of Zhanliugan Road. In later generations, every inch of land here was valuable and it was the most expensive place in Qinwan.

"This place is twenty acres? twenty acres you have to eat in one bite." Lin Xiangrong looked at Qin Dong.

"Of course, Crown Beer Company came to Bavaria, Germany to take this land." Qin Dong emphasized, but smiled and pointed at himself. Twenty acres of land, I can really grazed sheep and herd horses in the city.

I am the urban Wrangler of the new era!
Chapter completed!