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　　 Zhuang Jianye listened silently without speaking.

"Wang Heping is the third year old in 68 years. He just turned 18 when he went to the countryside. More than ten years have passed. The original young man was just like an old man when he came back. Both his parents are ordinary workers, brothers and sisters at home. Four or five, Wang Heping didn't want to drag the family down, so he lived outside alone. He went to the suburbs to pick up some rotten vegetables, leaves, and fruit belly without food.

I was really forced to have no recruits. I was encouraged by a few educated youths who had also returned to the city and almost went on a wicked road. Fortunately, I found out early and got him into the factory. It was a bit of food to eat, and Wang Heping was also regarded as aspirational and loved since childhood. He is one of the few people in the factory who can easily manipulate the equipment, so it didn't take long for me to make him the monitor of the maintenance team. "

Zhuang Jianye nodded when he heard the words. In the later generations, he learned a lot about the educated youth group from many literary works, but most of them are good memories, sometimes with petty bourgeoisie, as if the vast rural areas and border areas really It's a melting pot that can temper a finger ring into a hundred steel.

But in fact, the melting pot is true. It cannot be said that there is no real steel, but it is very rare. Most of them are like Wang Heping. They burned their youth to death. When they return to the city at a loss, they find that the old city is like oneself. There is an invisible barrier. They want to blend in, but they are squeezed out of all kinds. In the internal and external anxiety, many people sink into it.

"Wang Heping is okay. Anyway, one person is full and the whole family is not hungry. Old Liu's 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. The two children came back. As for the child's mother, she ran away after hearing that she could not suffer.

Uncle Liu knew that after he got angry, he just left. Only three mothers were left. When I followed the comrades from the civil affairs department into the adobe house where they lived, I saw Liu Cong and Liu Lei. Wrapped in ragged cotton pieces and shrank at the corner of the bed.

I wanted to hug the child. I opened the quilt and found out that the two children didn’t wear their pants during the winter. Later, I learned from the comrades in the civil affairs department that the old Liu family had left behind the old Uncle Liu from Aunt Liu’s body. Apart from a pair of trousers, there is no other pair of trousers to wear at home. "

After finishing speaking, Lin Bo took a few puffs of smoke fiercely, and the burning light retreated backwards at a speed visible to the naked eye. Only then did he exhale a mouthful of turbid smoke, with eye rims in his eyes and said: "I don't dare to say it. Imagine that it has been more than 30 years since liberation, and the people are still living like this. I, an official, feel very guilty.

　　 Fortunately, Uncle Liu was a worker in a collective factory during his lifetime and enjoyed the succession policy of immediate family members. It happened that the 23 branch factory was expanded on the basis of the collective factory where Uncle Lin was located. I asked Liu Cong to pick up his grandfather's class. "

Speaking of this, Lin Bo already had tears in his eyes and sighed: "It's a pity that I'm a big boss and I don't have the ability to help one or two, but the more than 400 people in the factory can only stare, so Xiaozhuang, I don’t ask you to make the factory better. I can’t thank you enough as long as I can feed these 400-odd people."

　　 Zhuang Jianye just nodded when he heard the words, but still did not 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 take a look at the situation in the factory. It can’t be described as bad. The equipment is aging, the management is lacking, there is no product, and there is no goal. Except for the signboard of the 23rd branch of Yonghong Machinery Factory, everything else is a mess.

Of course, you can’t kill the twenty-third branch with a stick. At least from the cadres and employees who have been in contact, Zhuang Jianye feels the intoxicating simplicity. If this is in the countryside, Zhuang Jianye will probably indulge in it and experience the full of rural feelings. .

　　 The problem is that this is a factory. It is a company that produces products and achieves profitability. No matter how simple and beautiful, it is useless to eat.

Fortunately, the leader of Lin Bo is not bad, but that's all. After all, there are many mother-in-laws in the 23rd branch. Not to mention, there are several in Huancheng, so just listen to Limbo’s family. The key is to look at the attitude of the main leaders in Huancheng.

All in all, there are a lot of things and problems. It’s not an exaggeration to say that there are so many things. It’s no wonder that Lin Guanghua took sick leave after receiving the transfer order and couldn’t come to work. Who is this factory that is about to be overwhelmed by problems? Not thinking about it.

　　 Lin Bo didn't know Zhuang Jianye's thoughts. Seeing that his words were dry, Zhuang Jianye frowned without saying a word, and sighed helplessly in his heart.

I thought that Zhuang Jianye didn’t like this factory. He was like a college student, and he was a favorite of heaven. He couldn’t make a fortune wherever he went. Why should he be impoverished in a small joint factory like you? It’s like a dragon as a loach. .

But their 23rd branch really needs a leader who is capable and educated. Because of this, even if he knows that doing so is a bit wrong to Zhuang Jianye, Lin Bo is still ready to give up his old face and show off his assassin. It's just that before he could speak, a jeep drove over.

　　 Soon several people jumped out of the car. The leader Limbo knew Qiu Dalin, the deputy mayor of Huancheng City. The Limbo next to him was familiar, but couldn't remember who it was.

　　 But Lin Bo can't remember ~www.ltnovel.com~ Zhuang Jianye knows Dong Cheng, the deputy director of Yonghong Factory.

　　 "Xiao Zhuang, haha, I will go down to the grassroots level as soon as I come here. I am worthy of a role model for the young cadres of Yonghong Factory." Before Zhuang Jianye came forward to say hello, Dong Cheng complimented him.

　　Zhuang Jianye is nothing, but Qiu Dalin's face on the side is very ugly. When he came up, he emphasized that he was a cadre of Yonghong Factory. What do you mean?

　　 "Mayor Qiu, look at..."

　　 Deputy Mayor’s face Dong Chengquan didn’t see it. After complimenting Zhuang Jianye, he turned his head and asked Qiu Dalin with a smile. Qiu Dalin nodded blankly: "Just do what we said."

　　 "Okay!" Dong Cheng smiled happily, and immediately took Zhuang Jianye and pointed to the corner to the side: "Xiao Zhuang, let's go over there and talk."

　　 Seeing the two walking away, Lin Bo got to Qiu Dalin and asked incomprehensibly: "Mayor, what's the situation?"

　　 "What's the situation?" Qiu Dalin sneered angrily: "What else, the Yonghong factory Wang Ba Laozi regretted it and wanted to get Zhuang Jianye back."

　　Lin Bo is not a fool. Seeing Qiu Dalin's tone and attitude, he immediately turned around in his heart, his eyes lit up: "Mayor, have we picked up the treasure this time?"

"No." Qiu Dalin smiled triumphantly: "Don't you know, one morning, I received no less than six letters from Yonghong Factory and Chenggong Factory, all wanting to transfer Zhuang Jianye to them. Please transfer the letter and use your toes to know all the time. If it weren't for a baby, would it be guilty of two state-owned factories fighting together?"

　　 "Then you agreed?"

"Fart, I've been looking forward to this good baby for a few years, how could I let it go?" Before he could say anything, Qiu Dalin looked at Dong Cheng, who was full of joy and sighed: "As a result, it didn't take long, the deputy director of Yonghong Factory. I came here in person."