Since 1983

On the afternoon of the third day, after the mall closed, Xu Fei returned to the hotel.

He took off his glasses, washed his face vigorously, the moles disappeared in an instant, and the bridge of his nose became thicker, then he combed his hair again. This order is like two people before.

He didn't even leave the room, he left directly through the back door and came to Xu Xiaowen's residence.

Xu Xiaowen also moved out of the guest house early and found a hotel, he asked when he entered the door: "Did you buy the ticket for tonight?"

"I bought it."

"Then we left overnight, how many flowers did we sell?"

"One hundred and fifty thousand!"

"One hundred and fifty thousand?"

Xu Fei was taken aback, he thought he would sell it for a hundred thousand, but his father was really awesome, so he didn't run away in vain.

"Four potted flowers, a total of 163,000!"

Dad opened the box, came with flowers in his arms, and went back to pack a box of money.

Hundreds of thousands of banknotes were piled up inside, and the visual impact was quite crazy. The two of them stared at each banknote, breathing heavily.

After a while, Xu Xiaowen suddenly scolded: "You kid, go for fun, thankfully I accompany you here!"

"Yeah, thanks to you coming here." Xu Fei felt the same way.

In this era when the salary is only a few tens of dollars, hundreds of thousands is enough to make many people go crazy. The reason why Xu Xiaowen persisted is because he was worried about this.

It's like the ancient inverted fight, usually the father and the father are together, and the son must hunt for treasures below, while the father pulls the rope on the top. This is the safest mode. If it is reversed, the result is not necessarily the same.

It was the same for Xu Fei, he couldn't trust anyone except Xu Xiaowen in this matter.

…………

Early morning on the fourth day.

Lin set off from the county seat three days before dawn, rode a bicycle, and braved the cold wind, and arrived at the entrance of the department store. Of course he is not alone, there are many, many people standing there.

After waiting for a long time, the sun came out and it was finally warmer. Everyone gathered together, looking forward to the upcoming event, the final Kao Contest.

After three days of fermentation, not only the appetite of the whole city was raised high, but also the resentment of certain groups reached its peak.

Around seven o'clock, Guo Fengyi arrived with people, went in and arranged quickly. At nine o'clock, when the staff placed several flower baskets outside and the door opened, the atmosphere of the scene suddenly became hot.

"Go in! Go in!"

"Don't squeeze, it's a decisive battle, everyone has a bit of face!"

Everyone lined up automatically, and Lin San hugged his own flowers, just like his own life.

"Hey, who are you?"

"Damn it, do it again!"

"Ah!"

As soon as a few people entered, the team behind suddenly became chaotic, shouting and cursing endlessly.

Lin San felt being pushed by a large group of people, and staggered to the side, only to see a new group of people, with unfriendly expressions, blocking the door and shouting: "Guo Fengyi, come out for me!"

"what happened?"

Guo Fengyi came out to have a look, his face was gloomy, many people knew him, they were the shopkeepers in the flower market.

"What the hell are you doing with this crappy activity that has ruined our business without even giving a fart?"

"We're going to discuss it today!"

"Yes, ask for an explanation!"

"Business depends on one's own ability. What does it matter to me if you can't keep customers?"

"Fart! When you started your business, I lent you 200 yuan, and now you turn your face and deny anyone? Let me tell you, it's not such a cheap thing!"

"You have to give us an explanation today, or you won't be able to choose Kao!"

This group of people didn't take any weapons and didn't do anything. They just poked at the gate, and no one dared to enter.

Yang Zonghai came over and asked, "Old Guo, what should we do?"

"Is director Liu here? He has a lot of ideas, so maybe he has a solution."

"No, it was pretty punctual before, but it hasn't arrived today."

"Call the hotel."

Yang Zonghai went, and came back after a while, "The hotel said they couldn't find him!"

"Fuck, this is not a good situation, run away! I knew that kid had no good intentions!"

Guo Fengyi hammered on the door frame with his fist, and became more and more anxious. At this moment, he suddenly saw a car driving on the street, and several masters came down.

"Leave a way, let a way."

"Please give way, we will solve the problem."

The group of guys blocking the door didn't dare to stop them, they walked to the door openly, the leader turned around and said: "I can understand everyone's feelings, but this is not a good way, the key is to solve the problem. If you can trust me, go back first, and I will discuss it with Mr. Guo, and I will definitely give you an answer within today."

"..."

This is a certain leader in the city, who is in charge of flowers and plants, and everyone is familiar with it. Everyone looked at each other, said a few polite words, and dispersed sparsely.

Guo Fengyi entered the office and shouted for grievances, "I am wronged, I have done business well and have not violated the law, why should they make trouble?"

"Okay, old Guo, they have no right, but you are also unreasonable."

The leader complained half-jokingly, and said: "Look, what a great event this is. It's a good opportunity to promote Clivia. All parties should join in and work together. It's better to do it together than you alone. Zhuo Qiang, I think you are the King of Flowers, you have been raised for a long time, and no one will look down on you."

"How dare I, I originally wanted to hold an event to celebrate the New Year with excitement, but I really didn't expect it to be like this."

"Still mentally immature."

"Yes, immature!"

Guo Fengyi nodded and cursed secretly.

The leader had had enough beatings before getting to the point, "There are so many people out there who grow flowers. If they fail, the Clivia industry may be shaken up. Let alone you, I can't even afford it. What do you think we should do now?"

"this……"

Guo Fengyi was sweating anxiously, and then remembered the pork sharing that Director Liu talked about at the dinner the day before yesterday.

He felt blessed all of a sudden, and said: "Their trouble is nothing more than the fact that the guests were snatched away by me, so if I take them in, it will be all right."

"What kind of absorption method?"

"Let's, let's extend the event for a few days..."

Guo Fengyi's brain turned sharply, he had never been so smart in half his life, and said: "Let the flower market choose a few representatives to join our expert group, and the government will send some people over, and then under the top picks, second places, and third-ranked flowers, we will set up more representatives. This is a selection of twelve beauties. The final Kao Contest can also be held at the flower market. Of course, these are my preliminary ideas, and it depends on you to preside over the overall situation."

Whoa!

The leader was very pleasantly surprised. In this way, the relationship between all parties was balanced, and no one was embarrassed to pick things up. But also to expand the scale of activities, the influence will be stronger.

"Old Guo, you can do it, why didn't you see it before."

The leader patted him on the shoulder, and gave him a sweet date, "Our city is responding to the call, and we are preparing for the Clivia Association, and you will definitely have a seat in the future. Oh, by the way, don't you have an expert from the capital, just so we can exchange ideas .”

"He, he has something to go back temporarily."

Of course Guo Fengyi can't say that he ran away, so the nature of this activity is unclear.

"Going back? Is there any contact information?"

"There's a business card."

"The preparation team?"

The leader frowned as soon as he took it over, "I've been working on it for a long time as a director of the preparatory group, so there's no need for that."

Guo Fengyi is not a government official, so he doesn't know how to do it.

The so-called Clivia Association is theoretically a non-governmental organization, but since there is no real non-governmental organization in China, it must be affiliated with the government, and the top leader must be within the system, and the deputy does not matter, let alone the director.

What's more, it is still a preparatory group, which has not yet been formally established.

Ever since, the Kao Contest took another turn on the verge of collapse, united more friends, and went on a bigger and crazier road without returning.

In history, Clivia fever did not stop there, and lasted for another half a year.

These days, no one knows how to engage in economics. They are all crossing the river by feeling the stones. When they see something new that can bring benefits, they should give it a try. For example, at the same time as Clivia was hot, Jinling’s koi were fired up to 100 yuan a piece, and the price of Pu’er tea in southern Yunnan also began to rise sharply...

The original intention of the government is to develop the Clivia industry, but the madness of the market and human nature has greatly exceeded expectations, and even reached a situation that will be irreversible if it is not stopped.

So in the early summer of 1985, the "Jisheng Daily" published several reviews in succession, questioning the craze of Clivia.

Judgment Day came on June 1 of that year.

The municipal government issued a strict order: organs, enterprises and institutions are not allowed to buy Clivia with public funds; leading cadres of all units are only allowed to plant Clivia for viewing, not for sale; current employees and party members are not allowed to engage in Clivia reselling activities...

In the blink of an eye, a pot of flowers worth tens of thousands could not be sold for a few cents, and the bubble finally turned into nothingness.

(Also at night.)