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Chapter 511 Deputy Director Wang, who was stuck with a fishbone

When Deputy Director Wang heard this idea, his eyes widened with excitement.

Looking Mrs. Wang up and down, a look of wonder appeared on her face.

"Madam, I think you are getting smarter and smarter."

Mrs. Wang received the compliment, her face lit up with joy, and she said coquettishly: "Do you think I haven't made any progress after following you all these years?"

"Yes, yes, my wife has done a lot of credit for the TV. I think so, let's raise the price to 40 cents for food this time."

"Yes, yes, those poor people are always willing to give up during the Chinese New Year."

In excitement, Deputy Director Wang picked up the tender meat from the belly of the fish and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it slowly and squinting his eyes in enjoyment.

He felt that the fish seemed more delicious.

At this moment, the second son of the Wang family broke in.

Speaking of the second son of the Wang family, he is a figure that even gives Deputy Factory Director Wang a headache.

I didn't learn well since I was a child, so I followed the green men on the street.

Deputy Director Wang once spent a lot of effort to get him to join the logistics department of the lumber factory as a warehouse manager.

The warehouse management job is easy, but the salary is not low, and you can get some benefits on weekdays.

As a result, after working for a few days, the second boy from the Wang family felt that sitting in the warehouse all day with no one to chat with and no girl to accompany him was boring.

Then he slipped away quietly.

Before leaving, he also took away several boxes of liquor from the warehouse.

That is reserved for giving benefits to factory leaders.

It's just gone.

Gone....

When the factory director learned about this incident, he was extremely angry and asked the security department to intervene and hold the second son of the Wang family accountable.

Fortunately, Deputy Director Wang is considered a veteran of the lumber factory. He is quite powerful in the lumber factory and has a good relationship with the workshop directors.

The factory director was not allowed to give him any face.

In this way, it still took a lot of effort to calm down the matter.

From then on, Deputy Factory Director Wang no longer dared to introduce jobs to the second boy of the Wang family, and could only let him fool around outside.

To fool around on the streets, in addition to paying attention to loyalty, the most important thing is to have money.

Without money, even good friends will not hang out with you, and even the ugliest fruit will not look at you.

The second boy of the Wang family had no money, so he decided to use television.

On weekdays, he is responsible for maintaining order and collecting tickets.

He is also responsible for converting the money the residents receive from food into food.

Two to one adds to five, and he and Deputy Factory Director Wang each have half of it.

....

Seeing that Wang Erxiao was in a hurry, Deputy Director Wang lowered his face and angrily shouted: "Why are you panicking? You owe someone money again? Are your creditors chasing you?"

"No, Dad, it's about showing TV at night." Wang Erxiao took a breath after standing still.

"Play TV? Your mother and I have already discussed it. Today is the Spring Festival, and our family will also have to raise prices. Each person will receive 40 cents for food. You will release it later. Our family will definitely make money this time.

A little pen."

When he heard that it was not debt collection, Deputy Director Wang was instantly relieved. He held a piece of fish and ate it while talking.

"Dad, it's Li Donglai, and he wants to show TV for free!"

"Free TV?" Deputy Director Wang's face darkened. He held the fish in his mouth and didn't even bother to eat it. He slapped the table hard: "This Li Donglai, I've heard about him a long time ago. He seems to be the winner of the Slave Award.

"

"Last year, because of him, the neighborhood office confiscated our TV set, and our family was delayed for one night."

"Now he wants to show TV at home for free. Isn't this intentional to show off my low ideological consciousness!"

"Besides, if he does this, there will definitely be fewer people watching TV at our house!"

....

Mrs. Wang said with some disapproval: "Old Wang, don't worry, how big can Li Donglai's house be? It can accommodate twenty people at most. There are so many residents in our neighborhood, and there are many who like to watch TV. Li Donglai's house can't accommodate them.

You must come to our house, don’t worry, the money we receive will definitely not be less.”

Hearing this, Deputy Director Wang nodded: "Yes, Madam is still smart."

After he finished speaking, he began to chew the fish. Well, today's fish seemed to have a lot of fish bones.

At this time, the second boy of the Wang family spoke: "Dad, Li Donglai is playing TV in the courtyard... Such a big courtyard can accommodate two to three hundred people."

"How dare he... Ouch, hurry up, I'm stuck on a fishbone!"

Deputy Director Wang covered his neck and screamed, waving his hands wildly.

"Don't worry, I'll get the vinegar."

Mrs. Wang hurriedly brought some vinegar.

Gudu, Gudu.

Deputy Director Wang held the bottle and drank half of the bottle of vinegar in one go, but the fish bones were not melted away.

In the end, Wang Erxiao brought the steamed buns. Deputy Factory Manager Wang took a big bite of the steamed buns and swallowed the fish bones.

Deputy Director Wang sat on the chair and gasped: "Damn Li Donglai, I think he is sincerely trying to get in trouble with me!"

"Yes, you don't get paid to watch the TV, and you have to pay the electricity bill. Does Li Donglai have such a high level of consciousness?" Mrs. Wang curled her lips.

The second boy of the Wang family also clenched his fists angrily. He now owes a lot of debt and is waiting for a big wave in the evening.

It's all over now.

.....

The sun sets in the west, coating the courtyard with a layer of pale golden light.

When the residents of the Siheyuan and the nearby residents heard the news that Li Donglai was going to play a TV in the courtyard, they all dragged their families to the middle courtyard of the Siheyuan early.

Li Donglai and Ding Qiunan moved the TV to the middle courtyard together. Silly Zhu had moved the square table early and placed it on the old camphor tree. Li Donglai came to see Silly Zhu: "Silly, the TV needs electricity. Can you please get it from you?"

Pull an electrical outlet at home."

"Ah?" Silly Zhu scratched his head and said hesitantly: "Brother Donglai, I've heard that the TV is a powerhouse. You'll have to pay a lot of electricity bills this night, right?"

Silly Zhu felt a little aggrieved. Last time Li Donglai played TV in the courtyard, he used his own electricity.

Just as Li Donglai was about to speak, Shazhu was hit on the head.

He turned around and saw Yu Juhua waving her fist. He was so frightened that he quickly hid behind Li Donglai, stretched out his head timidly, and said aggrievedly.

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Yu Juhua's eyes widened: "Silly Zhu, can't you tell the difference between good and evil? Brother Donglai shows TV to all the residents in the compound for the benefit of everyone. If you lose a little money, what can you do?

What kind of?"

Li Donglai silently gave Yu Juhua a thumbs up in his heart.

The butcher who used to have a hot temper has learned to use tricks.

really.

The residents who were waiting to watch TV immediately started talking when they heard this.

"Yes, every time I watch TV, I use Shazhu's electricity. Although it's not much every time, it adds up to a big amount."

"There is also a big brother who lets everyone watch TV for free. Deputy Factory Director Wang in the compound next door charges 2 cents per person!"

"I think we can't let good people suffer. Let's do this. I have two kilograms of peanuts at home. I will bring them over later and give them to the first uncle and Silly Zhu."

"A while ago, my relatives in the countryside sent half a pound of pecans."

"I have jujubes at home."....

People in this era were very simple. They felt that Li Donglai and Shazhu had really suffered a loss, so they returned home one after another and brought various gifts.

Although it was not worth much, Li Donglai still felt warm in his heart when he saw the residents with sincere faces.

It is because of these people that he endured all kinds of troubles and became the master of this courtyard.

If all the residents were white-eyed wolves and vampires like the Jia family and the He family, he would have given up his job long ago.

"Everyone, I understand your thoughts, but there are so many gifts that I really can't use."

Li Donglai thought for a moment: "How about this? Silly Zhu and I each share a few kilograms of stick noodles, and the remaining pecans and jujubes, and we share them as snacks while watching TV. How about that?"

Silly Zhu was just a little worried about the electricity bill and did not want to take advantage of the residents. When he heard this, he immediately raised his hands in agreement.

"Yes, yes, this is a good idea!"

The residents also agreed.

Eating snacks and watching the Spring Festival party, is there anything happier than this in the world?

At 8:30 in the evening, the TV program is about to start.

At this time, the middle courtyard of the courtyard was already surrounded by water, and there were people on the trees and on the walls.

Li Donglai stood in the center of the venue, looked around, and calculated briefly, there were seven to eight hundred people.

It can be said that a large number of residents have come to live near the courtyard.

"It's started, it's started, the TV program has started."

A passionate voice came from the TV speaker: "This is...the TV station, this is the...TV station, good evening to all the viewers in front of the TV...Welcome to watch...

.”

Li Donglai sat on the chair, his eyes widened suddenly, and the melon seeds came to his mouth.

In this era, Yang Ma has developed the habit of calling "This is...the TV station" twice in a row?

The first time, the tone was calm.

The second time, my mood fluctuated slightly.

In later generations, whenever it comes to "This is...TV station", the announcer will always shout twice, so that sometimes when watching sports games, the commentator only shouts once, which Li Donglai will not get used to.

He had never seen anything wrong with shouting twice before.

Now I feel a little strange.

Isn’t this a waste of viewers’ time?

Ding Qiunan hugged Wei Dong and Wei Guo, watched the TV, and noticed something strange about Li Donglai.

"What's wrong, Brother Donglai?"

"Did you hear it just now? The announcer shouted twice..." Li Donglai explained his doubts.

Ding Qiunan had never paid attention to this problem before, and was stunned for a moment, looking confused.

"Yeah, why do you have to shout twice?"

At this time, a head suddenly popped out from the side: "If you want to know this question, ask me?"

Li Donglai was startled and quickly turned his head to look.

I saw that the man was wearing black-rimmed glasses, his skin was a little pale, his messy hair was mixed with a few white hairs, his tunic suit had been washed white, and he was wearing a pair of black leather shoes. He looked like a gentle man.

scholar.

"you are?"

"I, Song Tianliang, the program editor of the national television station, live in the courtyard in front. I have heard of your name a long time ago."

Li Donglai's eyes widened: "So, the programs broadcast on TV were created by you?"

"...This is another question." Song Tianliang's face dimmed for a moment, then he smiled and said: "Comrade Li, don't you want to know why you have to call the TV station twice before the program is broadcast?"

"Yes, yes..." Li Donglai frowned cryptically, as if there was something unspeakable in it.

When he mentioned his major, Song Tianliang raised his head: "The so-called TV station, defined in academic terms, is a call sign. Do you know what the call sign is?"

Li Donglai shook his head.

The corners of Song Tianliang's mouth turned up slightly.

"The Hutai number is the logo of a TV station, which is used to identify its identity."

"It is an international practice to declare the channel number before the program starts. Do you know why it is necessary to declare it twice?"

Li Donglai: "......"

He was silent for a moment, looked at Song Tianliang who looked hopeful and asked: "Comrade Song, have you ever been a teacher before?"

"Hey, you little comrade has really good eyesight. I used to be a high school teacher. How did you guess that?" Song Tianliang adjusted the frames of his glasses.

Because the way you explain problems to others is so similar to the teacher.

Follow-up guidance and deepen students' memory of knowledge through questioning.

This seems to be the professional habit of teachers.

Li Donglai said: "Let's not mention this anymore. You'd better tell me quickly. The show will start soon."

"You haven't asked me yet? How should I tell you?" Song Tianliang said matter-of-factly.

"...."

Li Donglai took a deep breath and asked with a smile: "Teacher Song, please tell me why you need to declare the call number twice?"

"That's right. If you asked me, of course I would tell you!"

Song Tianliang smiled faintly: "Because the national television station had very difficult conditions when it was first established. The equipment in the studio was all old equipment, such as microphones. Problems often occurred. There were also problems with the signal transmission. Problems often occurred.

The audience cannot hear clearly.

"Announce the station number twice each time to ensure that the audience can hear it clearly."

Li Donglai nodded knowingly: "Is this just like soldiers shouting "Dong Yao" twice when talking on the radio?"

"Yes, comrade, you have a very flexible mind! You must keep up your efforts in the future."

Song Tianliang looked very happy.

Yes, what makes a teacher happier than students being able to draw inferences from one example?

Looking at Song Tianliang's smile, Li Donglai felt as if he had returned to his middle school days and couldn't help but shudder.

He unconsciously moved forward, trying to get further away from the old teacher.

Fortunately, at this time, a few words appeared on the big TV screen: "Spring Festival Gala".

The TV program started, and everyone turned their attention to the TV screen, including Song Tianliang, but unlike others' excitement, his face was slightly bitter.

The pomp, momentum and performance lineup of the "Spring Festival Gala" cannot be compared with the current Spring Festival Gala, but the content of the program is unmatched by later generations.

"Night Journey" performed by Hou Baolin and Guo Qiru.

Ancient sleight of hand, Peking opera, chorus...

There are also some scenes from classic movies interspersed in the middle.

The excitement of the show made Li Donglai feel like he was back in the future.

The hour-and-a-half-long program ended with a chorus, but unfortunately it was not "Tonight to Forget".

Information from the program production team popped up on the TV screen.

Director: Xie Jin.

From the corner of his eye, Li Donglai caught a glimpse of Song Tianliang's face, which was as dark as ink.

....

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