industrial overlord

Chapter 215 Hello
In the next few days, the ACFTU arranged a variety of activities for the model workers. They visited Shougang, Sijiqing Township, climbed the Great Wall, visited the Summer Palace, and talked with students from Wuyi Primary School and Bayi Middle School. Had a party.

It is the first time for many model workers to even go out of the province, let alone come to Beijing. Naturally, it is an eye-opener.Lin Zhenhua is a human being for two generations, and he has traveled many times at home and abroad. For him, this kind of tour is just an opportunity to connect with everyone.

Encouraged by Lin Zhenhua, Wu Rongxiang took several old buddies to collect the mailing addresses of the model workers from room to room, and then collectively collected them in Lin Zhenhua's hands.Lin Zhenhua sorted out these materials, found a small printing factory to print them out, bound them into beautiful booklets, and then distributed them to everyone by Wu Rongxiang.

All the model workers who got the address book clapped their hands and praised Wu Rongxiang repeatedly for doing a great deed for everyone, which made the cadres in charge of handling the matter at the ACFTU feel ashamed and secretly wrote down a small account to Wu Rongxiang in their hearts.However, Wu Rongxiang didn't care about this. He was just an ordinary worker, and no one could give him any shoes.If it was Lin Zhenhua who showed his face to do this kind of thing to steal the limelight, he would probably be in trouble in the future.

Lin Zhenhua did not highlight his own role in making the address book, but he already had a plan in mind.He planned to hand over the address book to Wang Junxian after he went back, and arrange for him to send a group greeting card to everyone in the address book every Spring Festival, New Year's Day, Qingming Fifteenth and so on.The greeting card should be printed with Hanhua's LOGO, as well as pictures of factory buildings and workshops.

This kind of small publicity seems to have no direct meaning, but over time, it will play a role in strengthening the impression.This is a bit similar to the businessmen of later generations sending New Year greeting messages in groups. Everyone finds it annoying to receive such messages, but no one can deny that it can indeed remind you of many people who are almost forgotten.At this point in 1984, Lin Zhenhua believed that there would be no second person with his consciousness.

The model workers who came to participate in the National Day ceremony this time ranged from leading cadres to ordinary workers, but they all had certain influence in a certain field.Being able to leave an impression of Hanhua in the minds of these people will definitely be very helpful for the future development of Hanwa.

In addition to the expected greeting card contacts, Lin Zhenhua also made a lot of friends during the past few days.He often visits each room with a few packs of cigarettes in his pocket, chatting with others.When they meet someone who is compatible with each other, they will make an appointment to go to a small restaurant outside to drink a few glasses of beer, call each other brothers and brothers in a drunken state, and form eight friends.

Lin Zhenhua is not the most famous model worker, and he may not be the richest, but he is definitely the one who is most willing to spend money, so he left a very generous impression on people.There are also some other representatives of entrepreneurs among the model workers, but these people are only limited to those who they think are useful to associate with, and they are not willing to associate with all kinds of scholars like Lin Zhenhua.

Representatives of ordinary workers among the model workers all discussed in private, saying that this young manager from Jiangnan Province has a very good character and never dislikes the low status of others.They also said that another young cadre from Jiangnan Province was far inferior in this regard.

This other young cadre naturally refers to Jin Jianbo.Like Lin Zhenhua, Jin Jianbo was also very active in the delegation, but the people he interacted with were all people with some real power in various aspects. Ordinary workers like Wu Rongxiang, Jin Jianbo basically ignored them directly.

Lin Zhenhua had inquired privately that when Jin Jianbo was in contact with those powerful factions, he repeatedly talked about a topic, that is, whether it is possible to get some foreign exchange indicators from the other party.Lin Zhenhua knew that the current refrigerator production of petrochemical machines seemed to be booming, but in fact there was a very fatal bottleneck, that is, the foreign exchange index limit required for imported compressors.The petrochemical machinery imports compressors from abroad and sells refrigerators in China, only using foreign exchange but not earning foreign exchange.It is said that every time Hua Keqin mentioned the petrochemical machine, his eyes were not eyes, his nose was not his nose, and he looked unhappy.

Lin Zhenhua has a lot of foreign exchange indicators in his hands, but he never thinks that he should support Jin Jianbo who is in trouble.

The National Day finally came, and the model workers boarded the viewing stand next to the Tiananmen Gate to watch the grand military parade and mass parade.

Accompanied by the passionate military music, the mighty military parade teams passed by the viewing stand one by one. The bayonets gleamed, the chariots roared, and the strategic missile team that had never been shown to the world was surprised. The whole world was amazed. attention.

Behind the parade is a procession of people dressed in festive costumes.They held national flags, maps of China, copper-colored busts of the leaders of the older generation, and models representing the construction achievements of all walks of life, singing and dancing along the way.

The National Day military parade and mass parade in 1984 was the most exciting one in the history of New China.After more than five years of reform and opening up, the national economy has been fully restored.The lives of urban and rural residents have been greatly improved, and the appearance of cities has also undergone earth-shaking changes.Every ordinary Chinese can intuitively feel the prosperity of the country from the full shelves of the vegetable market, the store, and the bulging wallet in his pocket.The smiles on everyone's faces are pure and sincere, and their hearts are full of infinite longing for a better life in the future.

The workers' phalanx came over, and they were the vanguard of the mass phalanx from all walks of life.When the workers' parade passed through Tiananmen Square, the military band played "We Workers Have Strength".At this moment, the worker representatives on the viewing platform were all elated, and everyone sang loudly together with forgetfulness:

"We workers have the power
hey we workers have power

busy every day

Hey, every day is busy at work..."

The one who was most excited was Cao Shulin who was sitting next to Lin Zhenhua. He had a loud voice and was tone deaf, but he sang the most vigorously.Cao Shulin stopped singing until the workers' team passed by.He turned back to Lin Zhenhua and said, "Xiao Lin, why didn't you sing along?"

Lin Zhenhua smiled and said, "I sang, but your voice is too loud, covering mine."

Cao Shulin laughed and said, "I'm sorry, I can sing this song. I can't get used to the popular songs sung by those young people in our factory. What kind of stuff, singing that song, can carry Do you have to move something?"

Lin Zhenhua said: "Old Cao, don't underestimate those popular songs. Other singers earn more money singing a song than you do in a year."

"What's the use? Can singing control food and drink? In a country, there is nothing to do without those singers. If it is separated from our workers, it will not be able to live a day. Let me tell you, Xiaolin, the song sung in this song That's right, we workers have power, everyone else, stand aside!" Cao Shulin said spitting.

"That's right, Lao Cao, you're right." Lin Zhenhua patted him on the shoulder appreciatively and said.

While they were talking, the capital university student team happily ran over.As Lin Fanghua said, the college students jumped up and down, pushing and pushing, radiating infinite youthful vitality.When passing the viewing stand, the student team became a mess. Some stopped to see the leaders on the Tiananmen Gate, while others cheered and threw flowers and ribbons in their hands to the people on the viewing stand.

"Look, Lao Cao, my sisters are here." Lin Zhenhua pushed Cao Shulin and said.

"Really, your sister is also in the parade?" Wu Rongxiang and others heard what Lin Zhenhua said, and they all came over, insisting that Lin Zhenhua point it out to them.

Lin Fanghua in the team was full of laughter, dancing unknown dances all the way, and at the same time constantly looking for his brother on the viewing platform with his eyes.At this time, Ma Jie who was beside her gave her a push and said, "Lin Fanghua, let's start?"

"That's right, I almost forgot." Lin Fanghua cried, "Let's start, it will be too late."

"Lin Fanghua, Du Xiangyang, one or two, let's go!" After counting two, Ma Jie pulled out a banner made of bed sheets from his baggy clothes like a magic trick.Lin Fanghua and Du Xiangyang pulled one end, facing the direction of the tower, and pulled the banner apart.

The people on the viewing platform and on the Tiananmen Gate were stunned for a moment, only to see four large characters written on the banner:

"Hello, Xiaoping!"

In just a split second, thunderous applause rang out.Representatives from all walks of life on the viewing platform turned their heads in the direction of the Tiananmen Gate Tower and shouted:

"Hello, Xiaoping!"

"Hello, Xiaoping!"

"Oops, oh no, why did Hua Qing's people rob us of our idea!"

Behind Lin Fanghua, several Peking University students shouted in a hurry. They also held a sheet with the same four words written on it.However, what's the point of raising it again at this time?

"Classmates, why are you plagiarizing our ideas!" A Peking University student asked Ma Jie and others angrily.

Lin Fanghua turned her head back, gave him a bright smile, and then ran after the team holding the banner.

Lin Zhenhua saw his younger sister under the banner, and couldn't help showing a smirk.The idea of ​​pulling banners was given to his sister, Ma Jie, and Du Xiangyang.As soon as Lin Zhenhua's idea came out, he was applauded by several young people. They were all passionate and never thought about the political consequences.Among them, only Lin Zhenhua knew that this deviant move would become a good talk in the future.

In real history, it was a few students of the Department of Biology of the 81st class of Peking University who held up this banner.Huaqing's students may have missed a good opportunity because they pursued rigor too much.To be robbed of the limelight by Peking University in such a grand event is an eternal pain in Hua Qingren's heart.In this life, with the reminder of a time-traveling junior, Hua Qingren made up for this regret.

"Hello, Xiaoping, that's very well said." Cao Shulin said excitedly, "Xiaolin, you said that the girl with the banner is your sister?"

"Yes, it's my sister."

"She's amazing!"

Wu Rongxiang said with some concern: "Xiao Lin, your sister is too reckless. In such a serious scene, will she violate discipline by doing so?"

Lin Zhenhua said with a smile: "Master Wu, don't worry, today's China is no longer what it used to be. The days that were regarded as sacred and inviolable to the leaders of the country are gone forever."

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