Chapter 89

Zhuang Jianye didn't speak, just listened in silence.

"Wang Heping is the Third Elder in 68 years. When he went to the countryside, he was just 18 years old. More than ten years later, when he came back, he was as slovenly as an old man. His parents were ordinary workers. There were four or five brothers and sisters in his family. Wang Heping didn't want to drag his family down, so he lived outside alone. When he had no food to eat, he went to pick up some rotten vegetable leaves in the countryside.

It's really hard to recruit. I was encouraged by several educated youths who also went back to the city. Fortunately, I found out early and got him into the factory. I had a bite to eat. Wang Heping was also proud. He was one of the few people in the factory who could easily manipulate the equipment. So I soon made him the monitor of the maintenance team. "

Zhuang Jianye nodded after hearing the speech. The educated youth had learned something from many literary works in later generations, but most of them were good memories, sometimes with the meaning of petty bourgeoisie. It seemed that the vast rural and border areas were really melting pots, which could forge a finger into a hundred steel.

But in fact, the melting pot is true, and the real Chenggang can not be said to have no, but very few. Most of them, like Wang Heping, burn up their youth. When they go back to the city in a daze, they find that the city in the past seems to have an invisible separation from themselves. They want to integrate into it, but they are squeezed out by all kinds of people. In the anxiety inside and outside, many people sink.

"Wang Heping is OK. Anyway, if one person has enough to eat and the whole family is not hungry, the old Liu family is different. Aunt Liu's son responded to the call to go to the mountains and the countryside in the late 1950s. As a result, he never came back. He only sent two children back. As for the child's mother, she heard that she couldn't bear it and ran away with others.

Liu's uncle knew that when he didn't come up, he went away like this, leaving his mother three to live together. When I went into their adobe house with the comrades from the Civil Affairs Department, I saw Liu Cong and Liu Lei huddled around the corner of the bed with broken cotton sheets.

I want to hold my child and lift the quilt to find that the two children didn't even wear a pair of trousers in the winter. Later, I learned from the comrades in the civil affairs department that there is no trousers that can be worn at home except the pair of trousers left by uncle Liu on Aunt Liu. "

With that, Lin Bo took a few mouthfuls of smoke, and the burning light regressed at the speed visible to the naked eye. Then he vomited a mouthful of smog full of turbid air, and said with eye circles in his eyes: "I can't even imagine that I've been liberated for more than 30 years, and the common people are still living like this. As an official, I feel very guilty.

Fortunately, uncle Liu was a worker in a collective factory and enjoyed the succession policy of his immediate family. It happened that the 23rd branch was expanded on the basis of Uncle Lin's collective factory, so I asked Liu Cong to take over his grandfather's job. "

At this point, Lin Bo's eyes were full of tears. He sighed: "it's a pity that I'm a big old man and I don't have any skills. I can help one or two people, but more than 400 people in the factory can only stare at me. So, Xiaozhuang, I don't ask you to do well in the factory. As long as I can make these 400 people have enough food, I'll be very grateful to you."

Zhuang Jianye just nodded when he heard the speech, but he still didn't speak.

It's not that I don't want to make a statement, but I don't know how to make a statement. I can't just look at the situation in the factory. It can't be described as bad. The equipment is aging, the management is lacking, there are no products, and there is no goal. It can be said that except for the signboard of the 23rd branch of Yonghong machinery factory, everything else is a mess.

Of course, we can't beat the 23rd branch to death with a stick. At least from the cadres and workers we have contacted, Zhuang Jianye feels intoxicating simplicity. If he is in the countryside, Zhuang Jianye will indulge in it and experience full of rural feelings.

The problem is that this is a factory. It's an enterprise that wants to produce products and make profits. No matter how beautiful it is, it's useless if you don't have enough to eat.

Fortunately, Lin Bo's leadership is quite good, but that's all. After all, there are many mothers in law in the 23rd branch of Huancheng city. There are several in Huancheng city. So it's good to listen to Lin Bo's family's opinions. The key is to see the attitude of the main leaders of Huancheng city.

All in all, there are a lot of things and problems. It's not too much to say that there are a lot of problems. No wonder that guy Lin Guanghua asked for sick leave when he received the transfer order. No one was in the mood to come to such a factory that was soon overwhelmed by problems.

Lin Bo didn't know what Zhuang Jianye was thinking. Seeing that his words were dry, Zhuang Jianye always frowned and didn't say a word. He sighed helplessly.

He thinks that Zhuang Jianye doesn't like this factory. He is a college student. He is the son of heaven. He can't make a fortune anywhere. Why should he be poor in your small joint factory? He is playing Jiaolong like a loach.

But their 23rd branch really needs a leader with ability and knowledge. Because of this, Lin Bo is ready to give up his old face and show his trump card even though he knows that he is sorry for Zhuang Jianye. But before he speaks, a jeep comes roaring.

Soon several people jumped out of the car. Lin Bo, the leader in front of him, knew Qiu Dalin, vice mayor of Huancheng city. Lin Bo, who was beside him, was a little familiar, but could not remember who he was.

But Lin Bo can't remember, but Zhuang Jianye knows Dong Cheng, the deputy director of Yonghong factory."Xiaozhuang, ha ha, as soon as he comes to the grassroots, he is worthy of being an example for young cadres of Yonghong factory." Before Zhuang Jianye came forward to say hello, Dong Cheng praised him.

Zhuang Jianye is nothing, but Qiu Dalin's face is not good-looking. As soon as he comes up, he emphasizes that he is a cadre of Yonghong factory. What do you mean?

"Mayor Qiu, look..."

When Dong Chengquan didn't see the vice mayor's face, after praising Zhuang Jianye, he turned his head and asked Qiu Dalin with a smile. Qiu Dalin nodded expressionless: "just do as we say."

"Yes Dong Cheng laughed more happily and immediately took Zhuang Jianye and pointed to the corner: "Xiaozhuang, let's go there and talk."

Seeing them go far away, Lin Bo came up to Qiu Dalin and asked, "mayor, what's the situation?"

"What's the situation?" Qiu Dalin angrily sneered: "what else can happen? The gang of bastards in Yonghong factory are sorry. They want to get Zhuang Jianye back."

Lin Bo is not a fool. As soon as he saw Qiu Dalin's tone and attitude, he immediately turned a circle in his heart, and his eyes were bright: "mayor, we have found the treasure this time?"

"That's right." Qiu Dalin is not without a proud smile: "do you know that one morning, I received no less than six letters from Yonghong factory and Chenggong factory. They all wanted to transfer Zhuang Jianye to them. If it wasn't for a piece of treasure, the two state-owned factories would fight together?"

"And you agreed?"

"Fart, I've been looking forward to this good baby for several years. How can I let it go?" Before the words were heard, Qiu Dalin looked at Dong Cheng, who was smiling and dancing, and sighed: "as a result, the deputy director of Yonghong factory came here in person before long