He walked to the door of his house excitedly, and Zhang Yan was still immersed in happy memories. The distant dream turned into reality step by step, which made Zhang Yan extremely excited. So Zhang Yan did not see Li Zhiping squatting at the door, and almost stepped on Li Zhiping. Fortunately, he suddenly felt a little brighter in front of him, so he avoided the tragedy of trampling together.

Li Zhiping wiped the sparse hair on both sides, letting these local troops move closer to the center, and then shook his throat: "Big nephew, I have something to tell you. Actually, I didn't want to say it, but if I don't say it, you Uncle Li will lose your fortune. I think your child is really a real person, so Uncle Li will just tell you."

"Uncle Li, just say anything, right?" Zhang Yan didn't pay much attention to Li Zhiping. He wanted to go home quickly and digest the joy in his heart. He didn't have much time to talk to Li Zhiping.

In Li Zhiping's eyes, Zhang Yan was afraid of himself, and immediately raised his voice, "Did you not tell your mother about buying quails, my eldest nephew, Uncle Li told you. You are less than eighteen years old and have no civil ability. If you sell your quails without permission, that doesn't count. Uncle Li sees you honestly, come and sign this. Even if you sell quails randomly, you won't cause trouble for you."

Zhang Yan lowered his head and saw Li Zhiping holding an agreement in his left hand and a ink in his right hand. He looked so arrogant that he didn't want it, as if Zhang Yan owed millions. Zhang Yan only felt funny and reached out to take the agreement over. It said, "Party A illegally sold 502 quails to Party B on July 3. After Party B's education, Party A realized the mistake and decided to take back 500 quails, buy 5,020 yuan of quails and return them to Party B. Party A also compensated Party B for 305 yuan of feed, plus the bank interest rate of 52 yuan, and guaranteed not to be bothered (making) similar mistakes! Party B refused to sue Party A in a spirit of leniency."

The latter is Party A and Party B, who have already filled in the name. Zhang Yan looked at Zhile. This Li Zhiping was too obsessed with money. He wanted to blackmail him five thousand yuan with just such a fallacy. If it were normal, Zhang Yan would probably not pay attention to him, but Zhang Yan was in a good mood today and wanted to tease Li Zhiping.

"Uncle Li, it seems that I did something wrong. How serious are the consequences?"

"The consequences!" Li Zhiping raised his voice, "The consequences are quite serious. You see that there was no severe crackdown some time ago. A young man stole an egg and was shot. Look at the nature of this case. How many times will he have to be shot in 500 quails?"

"Uncle Li, it seems like it's your quail. If you want to be shot, you will be shot. Uncle Li, don't worry, I will never tell you." Zhang Yan was silent and putting Li Zhiping on his face. Li Zhiping looked embarrassed and changed other ways to force Zhang Yan to submit: "Let's not talk about this for the first time. Just say that you are selling this quail itself is wrong. This is equivalent to speculation. If you hand the complaint to the court, someone will immediately arrest you. Then, if you don't say anything else, you will have fifty big boards, but the big nephew's body will not be broken even if it's a piece!"

"It's really scary, is there any?" Zhang Yan pretended to be extremely panicked and watched Li Zhiping act quietly.

"Of course, if you are sentenced to this fraud, the main culprit will at least have no life..."

Seeing that he was so sarcastic, Zhang Yan interrupted him and said, "I am not yet 18 years old and I am not criminally responsible."

Li Zhiping was speechless, and after a while he continued, "That ten years of labor camps are indispensable, and your parents are not strict in discipline." Speaking of this, Li Zhiping suddenly became ferocious, "The house is raided and fines are inevitable. Are you saying that it is just for the 5,000 yuan, is it worth it?"

"Is it worth it?" Zhang Yan looked at Li Zhiping with a distorted face and sighed in his heart. Is it worth doing such an ugly thing for this money? Although the sun shone brightly on his head, Zhang Yan only felt cold all over and suddenly lost the idea of ​​continuing to play. He had the idea of ​​making money to compensate Li Zhiping before, but now he just felt very tired and wanted to go home to rest immediately.

"Big nephew, have you thought about it? This is the last chance. Uncle Li is not the one who can kill him. As long as you pay 6...8,000 yuan to Uncle Li, you can live the whole life safely. Oh, don't leave. If you leave, I will really sue you." Li Zhiping was anxious and put the agreement into Zhang Yan's hand.

Zhang Yan didn't look back and said coldly: "Whatever!" with a clang, the door closed. The agreement was clamped by the door, only half of which was exposed, and the wind blew under the door.

"This little boy dares to look down on me. When I get rich, I will definitely make you look good!" Li Zhiping put away the ink, walked a few steps in disappointment, suddenly folded it back, grabbed the half of the agreement and pulled it, and the agreement was brushed in half, and the small half was stuck behind the door, leaving only a paper edge exposed. Li Zhiping licked his tongue, then stretched out the two longest nails, clamped the edge of the paper exposed outside, and pulled out the other half of the paper bit by bit, then walked home with satisfaction.

Zhang Yan was stunned when he opened the door. His father sat upright on a mahogany chair and was holding a manuscript in his hand. When he saw Zhang Yan coming in, he put the manuscript and asked casually: "You have revised my manuscript and handed it to Director Ma, right?"

"Yes!" Zhang Yan confessed honestly that Zhang Yan would not lie in front of his father. His previous miserable experience also shows that "Don't lie, lying will be revealed, and your butt will be swollen!"

When Zhang Yurong heard that it was written by his son, he suddenly felt a little joy in his heart. He was shocked and pressed down this joy, and he cursed with a cold face, "Why are the words so soft? Let's first copy "Li Sheng Stele"!"

"I understand." Zhang Yan ran to the study, took out a paper and pen and threw it on the desk, took a deep breath, and then slowly protruded the breath in his abdomen, and his head immediately became light and agile. He felt that the recent days were very different from the past, and his body was extremely relaxed, and the pen in his hand also had a little more spirituality. He was originally afraid of the wrong place, but he also walked down like a dragon and snake, and finished it in one go. Zhang Yan felt comfortable all over and almost screamed loudly.

However, his father Zhang Yurong was by his side, and Zhang Yan didn't dare to do this. He put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Zhang Yan sideways for the expected reprimand. However, this time, Zhang Yurong's voice was a little excited, "Yeah, it seems that your part has indeed improved a bit. From tomorrow, you can copy "Feng Subei"."

Zhang Yan was overjoyed that "Feng Su Stele" was one of Liu Gongquan's famous works in his later years. At this time, Liu Gongquan truly became a master. Although the previous "Li Sheng Stele" was outstanding, it could only be said to be good and should not be able to lead the charm of a generation. My father said this, in fact, that he admitted the progress of his calligraphy.

The father and son were silent for a while, and Zhang Yurong asked again: "It's very well written, but there are a few things I think there are some problems. How do you know that the Soviet Union can't last for a year?" Zhang Yurong also knew the Soviet Union quite well. In his opinion, the Soviet Union would fall, but it would take a long time. Just like the Qing Dynasty, it consumed all resources and people's expectations before it slowly disappeared. In Zhang Yan's report, the Soviet Union's fall was rapid and fell together, like a directional explosion, and it was finished within a few months.

Although this argument is radical, it is also dangerous, because it will be easy to arrive in a few months. When the Soviet Union does not fall, it will not be a big talk or a blank shot. As a policy research article, Zhang Yurong is very taboo about this unreal argument, although it can cause sensation, it really damages a person's personality.

Zhang Yan moved a bench, sat down with his hands on his knees, "Dad, I saw a report on reference news that I felt that the Soviet Union was about to fall, and it was about to fall! Just last month, Yeltsin narrowly defeated the candidate recommended by the Russian Communist Party with a weak majority and was elected as the President of the Supreme Soviet of the Russian Federation."

"Yelticsin? It turns out that this is the case with Yeltsin, but does Yeltsin have that great energy?" Zhang Yurong knew that Yeltsin was very ambitious. He was an unknown man before Gorbachev came to power. After Gorbachev came to power, he rose to the top. However, in the past few years, because of his inconsistent thoughts with Gorbachev, he was beaten to the end by Gorbachev. This time he was elected as the chairman of the Supreme Soviet of the Russian Federation. It can be said that he has been resurrected. However, no matter how you look at it, you can't say that Yeltsin will become the main reason for the collapse of the Soviet Union.

It would be strange if Zhang Yan didn't care much, but people on earth knew about people as powerful as Yeltsin. Not long after he came to power, the referendum wanted to break up the Soviet Union. After three consecutive struggles, he finally completely dismembered the Soviet Union. Then the Soviet vice president issued an emergency martial law order, announcing that the national regime was the result. This guy drove the T-80 to the White House, rescued the imprisoned Gorbachev, and then called on the soldiers to rebel with him. In the end, he managed the provisional government alone.

This was not exciting. After Yeltsin came to power, he turned around and bombarded the parliament, took away his former allies, established his dictatorship, and then shock therapy made the country's economy mess up, causing heart disease to come out. He temporarily handed over the president's power to the prime minister on the hospital bed, and took back the rights after the operation. This spirit is very related to the ruthlessness of public bone cutting and healing injuries. In 1999, Yeltsin again, seeing the world peaceful, he handed over the rights in advance, which surprised the world.

Such a person must not have much success in a peaceful and prosperous era, but in a chaotic era, he is a hero. Russia and Yeltsin cannot say which one has made the person, and this is what it means to create heroes in the times. Even without Yeltsin, Niutsin and Ma Yeltsin will come out to clean up the mess.

However, these things are future things and cannot be told to my father. Zhang Yan scratched his head: "Dad, let's say that Yeltsin is equivalent to Chairman Mao, and Gorbachev is equivalent to Wang Ming. You said that Wang Ming is powerful, he is a metaphysical and capable of Chairman Mao's strategy. Don't look at the level, this thing depends on ability. Gorbachev looks good and has too few goods in his belly. He knows that he will be led by the West sooner or later. Yeltsin held several referendums. Although it failed, the people's hearts have gone to him. Now he has lost a chance. As soon as the time comes, the Soviet Union will be finished immediately."
Chapter completed!