Chapter 170 (1/2)
At about 6:50 p.m. on June 20, 2020, an accident occurred in a high-end community on East Street in the city.
At the time of the incident, the economic division of the district court enforced the scene. Zhao mouzhu, who was announcing the seizure of the property to the person subjected to execution, refused to accept the treatment. When he tried to climb over the balcony guardrail to the empty clean water room next door, his foot slipped and fell directly from the balcony on the 38th floor to the green belt of the community. The medical rescue was ineffective and died.
According to informed sources, Zhao mouzhu was only 36 years old. His family had been demolished three times to obtain more than 100 million assets, but he was addicted to eating, drinking and gambling, resulting in the death of his parents and insolvency. At the time of publishing, his wife still didn't appear.
The live video link is as follows
In the news of the public address, in the flurry and blurred video of mobile phone, except for the official account, there are falling objects falling down rapidly.
It's a heart rending: ”we should... Rely on ourselves...”
The sudden stop was impressive.
It is clearly a favorite story of the second generation who is not diligent and does not divide grain, and loses all his family property.
Although everyone yearns to be such a lucky man, he feels very comfortable with the ending.
Even if he finally regretted that he wanted to rely on himself, who didn't want to be such a lucky man.
you deserve it
Then the news soon disappeared from the trivial and family affairs of the citizens.
Even the flowers didn't splash for half a minute and were forgotten.
……
Time and space jump to 2003. In Jiangzhou, thousands of kilometers away, a thin young man squatted in the shade of the bright sun and looked at everything in front of him.
I couldn't help but say, ”that's it...?”
The newly completed plastic runway stadium smells bad. The surrounding school buildings look brand-new, but they can't hide the traces of hasty completion.
It's a middle school.
In addition to the chirping of cicadas, there is a 100% wild mountain wind outside the campus.
Dusty muck trucks passed by one after another.
It is said that there is a large construction site around, more than an education area.
This is the university?
Is it an institution of higher learning that has vowed to learn knowledge, change destiny and embark on the road of self-reliance, regardless of the doting of their parents who have to stay at home?
Even the shade on the head was newly planted roadside trees, and the traces of red soil on the sidewalk bricks under our feet were not washed clean.
After living for more than 50 years, he never went to college and had a college sister. At least he put a drink bottle on the roof of the University City.
This is definitely not the university you imagined.
But the glittering ”southwest city college” sign next to it is indeed inlaid on the inferior brown Smick wall tiles.
It's as like as two peas.
Zhao Dezhu doubted whether his choice was right.
Are you going back in despair?
Another bus stopped at the school gate. The glasses man who jumped down first spared no effort: ”students! This is southwest city college! With strong infrastructure construction and teachers, beautiful environment and fresh air, it is definitely an important step of success on the road of your life growth!”
All the young students who came down the door were equally confused.
It's all written: just! This!?
There must be a huge gap with the university they imagined.
Zhao Dezhu was so happy that he laughed.
In the stainless steel track sliding door, seven or eight teachers and students immediately poured out.
I saw the Red Army's enthusiasm and excitement: ”Welcome! Welcome!”
”Welcome to southwest city college, classmate, welcome to visit our school!”
”Classmate! I'm a teacher majoring in dance and performing arts. I can show you about our vibrant new school!”
”This classmate, at first glance, you are a pillar of learning. Welcome to Jiangzhou, a beautiful city with beautiful mountains and rivers, to this charming city and to our charming campus. I am the senior of the student union of the elevator Department...”
Zhao Dezhu, who had just lit a cigarette, was shocked by the exciting (not) emotional (important) style (face) of the school, and with his more than 50 years of experience, he clearly heard some key points.
Inevitably, I began to recall what major was written on my admission notice, international energy management!
The sleeping trough sounds so tall.
But even 18 or 19-year-old young people instinctively resist this deception close to MLM.
”No, mom said I just came to have a look first. I don't have to read here.”
”I think... I'd better go to work. What's the difference between this and our middle school.”
”Thank you, thank you. It's not urgent. I'll have a look. I'll have a cigarette first.”