Rebirth of the Military Industrial Overlord

Zheng Xiangqing thought to himself, I didn't see the old raven when I went out today, why is it so unfortunate! First, I was notified by the tax bureau that I needed to pay a large amount of tax, and then I went to Shi Jinkuan to ask for comfort but failed. Then Xie Guangfeng brought such a paper reply, which is really "Fu Wushuang does not come alone."

Could it be that I got up in the wrong posture today?

Xie Guangfeng is still sulking, but Shi Jinkuan has nothing to do with him. Although this business is declared under the name of "Liushi General Electric Factory", it actually belongs to Zheng Xiangqing’s contracted "workshop", and it has nothing to do with Shi Jinkuan. Big.

So, he comforted him and said, "Old Xie, don’t go to your heart. Those who are officials, please be safe. I read this letter and it is true. The two people said are indeed I’m also taking care of it, or let’s wait. This year, we will send someone to explore the way. After half a year, our products will be better, and the way will be familiarized. Brothers will go and explore together. My side These low-voltage electrical appliances may also want to see if they can be exported."

Xie Guangfeng sighed and said: "Originally, I was thinking about making money for the old and young people in the factory to earn some year-end bonuses back. The big guys have had a hard time in recent years. I wanted to take this opportunity to give Everyone improves their lives. It seems that this time, it’s gone."

Shi Jinkuan on one side only sighed.

Zheng Xiangqing calmed down instead. He said, "Director Xie, and Director Stone, in my opinion, this matter has not yet reached the point of exhaustion. Since the reply has left us a hole, we can still go to Guangnan. Go, there will be a turning point in this matter!"

The two looked at him together: "Can there be any turning points? We can go, but we can't set up the exhibition, and we can't sign the contract. What's the use of going shirtless to two big people? Do you understand? The visit is only with Eyes and ears without mouth!"

Zheng Xiangqing lowered his head for a moment and said, "Don’t worry, the two factory directors. Although I haven’t figured out where this turning point is, it doesn’t mean that others don’t understand. I’m a little stupid, but it’s okay. People! I’ll go home to pick up my luggage. Shangning will look for the expert, he must have a way! Thank you, the director, first, give me the reply, and then help me go back to the factory to get a set of 12 inches The TV shell made me talk to the expert when I met the expert. At first, I patted my chest in front of others to get the qualification to participate in the Canton Fair. Now I have to ask him again. I can’t go empty-handed and then we meet at the train station."

It should be said that the humanity of Wenzhou people is filled with genes that are invading the world. In other words, the humanity of Zhejiang and Hai Province has such genes. They are hardworking, they are hardworking, they are meticulous in doing things, they In the future generations of Tan Zhenhua, Zhehai merchants are world-famous and can be seen everywhere where there are business opportunities.

Therefore, as a typical Wenzhou native of Zhejiang Province, Zheng Xiangqing, two hours after seeing the reply from the Light Industry Bureau, embarked on a journey to Ningdu. For some reason, he has a blind trust in the 17-year-old who has only met once. He believed that all his problems would be easily solved the moment he saw the boy.

"Why on earth?"

As the train progressed, his body swayed slightly. The monotonous long-distance travel was very tiring. He closed his eyes and wanted to take the opportunity to sleep asleep for a while, but such a problem emerged in his heart, and that boy’s The face is fake, with a deep smile, but those eyes seem to be able to see through everything in the world.

"It looks like a 17-year-old boy, saying that 70 is almost the same." He muttered, finally leaning on the seat and falling asleep, but he didn't know that he had touched the truth of the matter in the dimness.

Saturday, September 19, 1981, sunny.

"Tomorrow is Sunday, I'm so happy!" Tan Zhenhua hummed a little song and packed his schoolbags to go home from school. When he turned around, he saw two idiots sandwiching himself between the left and the right. He said vigilantly: "What are you doing?"

Seeing these two guys salivating their faces and rubbing their hands, they squeezed towards him with a hippy smile. Xue Zi first spoke, his tone full of flattery: "Well, Zhenhua, tomorrow is Sunday."

Pan Xiaobao kept nodding his head as if a chicken pecking rice: "Well, that's right, tomorrow is Sunday."

Tan Zhenhua asked stupidly: "What's wrong on Sunday, isn't it just that you don't have to get up early to go to school? Could it be that you have any conspiracy?"

Xue Zi was anxious: "No, no, the lame man who came last time, didn't he say that this Sunday, he can take you to shoot?"

Tan Zhenhua slapped his forehead: "Oh, there are too many things in my mind recently. Don't you say I almost forgot, there is such a thing!"

Pan Weidong said in a dull voice, "Zhenhua, you promised to take ours when you shoot."

"What's the matter?"

Two chicks are pecking rice: "Yes, there must be!"

Tan Zhenhua touched down smoothly and said, "Well, it's not impossible, but there is a condition."

"What conditions?" The answer was unanimous.

"It's too simple. When you study on stage early in the morning, you two will come on stage and give everyone a song and dance performance. You can't sing, but you have to move. That's how the lyrics are-two little bees flying in the flowers. Fly, biabia, fly, mumu, two little bees, flying in the flowers, fly, biabia, fly, ah! ah! ah!"

The happy nursery rhyme ended with a scream. Of course, someone had been abused indescribably. It was not until the violent two signed a series of treaties with Tan Zhenhua to betray their power and humiliate the country amidst Tan Zhenhua’s constant begging for mercy. he.

Pan Xiaobao squeezed each other's hands, and the bones made a "pop" sound of demonstration, and said disdainfully: "Hmph, toast not to eat, eat fine wine!"

Xue Zi curled his lips and said: "It's just that you don't exercise, your bones are tight, you have to be loose."

After speaking, the two of them gave each other a high-five and went back, leaving only Tan Zhenhua, who was wailing in his mouth, crying silently.

The three of them played all the way, dreaming of going to a "Tutu Tu" happy tomorrow, walking all the way home, seeing that they were going to pass the gate of the compound, Pan Weidong's eyes were sharp, and he saw the rags squatting in the corner of the gate. A figure, he shouted: "Look, there is a beggar over there!"

When Xue Zi heard the words, he shouted, "Where?" He looked around.

It is said that the population and household registration management in this era is still quite strict. In Tan Zhenhua’s previous life, the professional beggars who haunted train stations, subways and even downtown areas and asked for money are not seen in densely populated cities like Ningdu. Then, it's no wonder the two boys who have never seen the world yelled.

Tan Zhenhua curled his lips, thinking what is so good about a beggar, so he wanted to pull the two away, but suddenly he heard the Huazi shout: "Tan Zhenhua, it's me, I'm Zheng Xiangqing!"

Tan Zhenhua was shocked when he heard the words, and quickly turned around and watched. After watching for a long time, he was sure, okay, isn't this Zheng Xiangqing?

He hurried over and pulled Zheng Xiangqing up.

I saw this, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses with a crooked leg, and a hole in the right lens, but there is still one intact, otherwise, with his high myopia, he can walk against the wall; face; One piece was green, and it looked like it had been beaten; one sleeve of Qinliang’s shirt was pulled up, and the other was torn into strips; the pants were still intact, and the big apple logo glowed in the sunset Hui; But it’s miserable on his feet. The three-piece scalp shoes on one foot are still there, but a footprint was chopped off, but the other one disappeared. He was still holding a big bag wrapped in a sheet tightly in his hand. .

Tan Zhenhua hurriedly asked, "Ms. Zheng, what's wrong with you?" He was surprised secretly in his heart. Isn't this the one who was wanted in Wenzhou and rushed to take refuge? No, I remember it wasn’t that fast? This seems to have to be next year, right?

Zheng Xiangqing was crying and said: "Don't mention it, I was thief when I got off the train, and it seems to have gotten me. I said I came to Pan Shuisheng, and the guard saw me like this and was blocking him from entering, so I had to Squatting here."

Hearing that he had only been a thief, Tan Zhenhua sighed and said with a smile: "Mr. Zheng, take a look at your current state. If you say that relatives are here, no one believes them, and the escape from the famine is almost the same. No wonder the guards. You are not allowed in. Xiaobao, this is your distant relative, you should have seen it."

Pan Weidong stepped forward and took a closer look. He really saw it. When he went back to his hometown with his parents to visit relatives the year before, this one invited his family to dinner. He also hurriedly stepped forward: "Brother Zheng, why are you doing this? Don't say anything, come home with me first."

Several people went to explain the situation to the guard, and when the guard saw that the disciples came to lead the person, he was no longer embarrassed and let him go.

Tan Zhenhua took Zheng Xiangqing home and said, "Mr. Zheng, you should settle down at Xiaobao's house first. After you have cleaned it up, we will talk to you at night. My house and Xiaobao's house are next to each other. It is very convenient."

Even though Zheng Xiangqing wanted to talk to Tan Zhenhua about his heart, he was really shameless now, so he could find a place and quickly clean up himself, so he didn't say much, and followed a few people.