In the early morning, the sun was still shining brightly on the top of the clouds, and the red glow there became more and more radiant and beautiful.
Li Donglai withdrew his gaze and waved his hand at Brigade Liu who was standing at the gate of the No. 1 Electric Bicycle Factory: "Old Liu, you can start shooting now."
"Hello!"
Team Liu looked particularly excited today, striking matches and lighting firecrackers hanging on bamboo poles.
Sigh...
Along with a burst of sparks, the sound of crackling firecrackers rang out, and the air was suddenly filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.
Standing at the factory gate, Master Zhang Hongming and Factory Director Han Bo, who had been prepared for a long time, pulled down the rope together, and a piece of red silk fell from the iron door of the factory.
Above the iron gate, the plaque with the golden characters "Beijing Electric Bicycle Factory No. 1" engraved on it shone in the sunlight.
The workers on both sides of the gate raised their hands and applauded warmly.
The atmosphere at the scene was lively.
Pedestrians on the road stopped one after another, and some who knew what was going on saw this scene and were immediately confused.
"Hey, what's going on? Isn't this a bicycle factory? It was almost out of business, why did it reopen again?"
"Look carefully, the words "Electric Bicycle Factory" are written on the plaque.
"Electric bicycle...what the hell is this? I've only heard of electric motors."
"That thing can turn on its own as soon as it is plugged in. Can an electric bicycle also run on its own?"
"Are you kidding? If you run by yourself, wouldn't it become a motorcycle?"
....
Passers-by were full of interest in electric bicycles and gathered around the gate to discuss them.
Li Donglai looked at the crowd, his eyes lit up, and he beckoned the factory director Han Bo over: "Old Han, this is a good opportunity."
"What a good opportunity?"
"Advertising."
Li Donglai said with a smile: "There are so many people at the scene. You call a young man, one with a good image and temperament, and ask him to ride an electric bicycle out for a spin."
There are already advertisements these days, and some public-private joint venture factories will advertise in newspapers and on train tickets.
But this was the first time he saw this kind of physical advertisement. Han Bo nodded repeatedly: "Okay, don't worry, I will give the order now."
Han Bo was quite efficient in his actions. Ten minutes later, a young man came out riding an electric bicycle.
In order to easily demonstrate the characteristics of the electric bicycle, the pedals of the electric bicycle have been removed.
This appearance was not a big deal, the onlookers were so shocked that their eyes almost fell to the ground.
"Hey, darling, what kind of bicycle is this? You can run without pedaling."
"Yes, the speed is really not low. Look at such a high slope. You can go up it in no time."
"Isn't there an engine installed in this?"
"You think we are stupid, we can't hear the hum of the engine."
"I work at a reservoir on the outskirts of the city. It takes me an hour and a half to ride a bicycle from home to the reservoir. I am exhausted every day when I commute to get off work. When I get home, my wife always scolds me that I am useless. If I had this bicycle, I would From now on, I will never have to be looked down upon by my wife again."
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The demonstration of the electric bicycle was very successful. Almost instantly, the onlookers became interested in the electric bicycle.
A group of people gathered around and asked about the details of the electric bicycle.
"Director Han, what is the name of this car?"
"You have also seen the electric bicycle. It is driven by electricity and has a battery inside. As long as you turn the switch, it can run by itself. There is no need to pedal!"
It was the first time that Factory Director Han Bo saw so many people being so interested in a product. At that time, he transformed into a commentator and explained the characteristics of electric bicycles.
He found that what the masses were most concerned about was not how fast the electric bicycles were or how long their range was.
Instead, electric bicycles only need to be charged to run, without the need for gasoline.
Electricity is much cheaper than gasoline anywhere.
"Young and old men, the daily consumption of this thing, which is just a little electricity, costs almost nothing!"
"Hey, hey, no need for oil, this is much better than a motorcycle."
"Yeah, the eldest brother in my front yard bought a motorcycle. He spent seven or eight yuan every month just for gas. He was so distressed that he grinned every day. Finally, his wife couldn't bear it anymore, so she put the motorcycle away.
The car was locked with a bicycle wire lock. A good motorcycle is now just gathering dust."
You must know that seven or eight yuan these days is enough for a family to drink snacks for more than half a month, but electric cars are different, and the cost is basically zero.
A young man was hanging on the bicycle and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Uncle Han, do you have to pay for this electric bicycle with a ticket? What is the price?"
Han Bo looked up and said with a smile: "It's the third boy of Lao Wang's family. I can answer your first question. According to the regulations of superiors, electric bicycles must still be purchased with tickets. As for the price, I still have to pay for it."
There is no way to answer you."
The young man shouted at the top of his lungs: "Uncle Han, you are the director of the bicycle factory, how can you not know the price?"
"It's different this time. Our bicycle factory is now under the control of the steel rolling mill laboratory. Naturally, the price of electric bicycles should be determined by the laboratory." Han Bo said with a smile.
As soon as these words came out, the onlookers took a deep breath.
"The No. 1 Bicycle Factory in Beijing can be considered a large state-owned factory. It has always been under the direct management of the ministries and commissions. Now it has to listen to the laboratory."
"It's the steel rolling mill laboratory, the same laboratory that developed second-generation cephalosporins. I still have second-generation cephalosporins at home! Every time my child has a headache or fever, I don't have to worry anymore."
"Even if we find some cephalosporins, we can't acquire such a large factory."
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Since ancient times, the common people in the capital have liked to spread some gossip, and they often enjoy the admiration of others in the process of spreading it.
Before liberation, these gossips were often related to things in the palace. The emperor's second son could eat fried dough sticks and bean juice every day, and he used gold hoes for hoeing.
After liberation, gossip was often related to food. A new batch of pork was imported into a certain vegetable market, but it was gone when it was late.
But the two pieces of gossip circulating today have a bit more of a modern flavor.
First, the Beijing Electric Bicycle Factory has produced a bicycle that does not require pedaling or refueling. It can reach speeds of forty or fifty kilometers per hour and can run fifty miles in one breath.
Article 2: This large state-owned factory was actually acquired by the Steel Rolling Mill Laboratory.
The news quickly spread to the courtyard, and the person responsible for spreading the news was still Liu Haizhong, who liked to spread the leaders' instructions in the courtyard.
After Liu Haizhong got the news, he realized that this was a good opportunity to show his face, so he took half a day off and went back to the courtyard.
He knocked on the door of Yanbu Gui's house.
Yan Bugui went to work and was not at home. It was Yan Jiecheng who opened the door.
Yan Jiecheng did another job last night. He didn't sleep for most of the night. He opened the door and yawned.
"Hey, it's the second uncle, why are you here when you have time?" Yan Jiecheng has made a lot of money recently, and his pockets have bulged up, so he doesn't take these uncles in charge seriously.
Liu Haizhong felt slighted and wanted to turn around and leave, but then he would not be able to enjoy the fun of spreading gossip.
He blinked: "Yan Jiecheng, you don't know yet, right? Li Donglai has acquired the original No. 1 Beijing Bicycle Factory."
"What? Li Donglai was transferred to the No. 1 Bicycle Factory? That is a large state-owned factory." Yan Jiecheng was amazed.
"Damn it, you underestimated Li Donglai. It was the Steel Rolling Mill Laboratory that merged the No. 1 Bicycle Factory!" Liu Haizhong said proudly. When he said this, he had unknowingly put himself in Li Aiguo's position.
Go up, what an honor!
"What!" Yan Jiecheng was so shocked that his eyes almost fell off, "The laboratory merged with a large state-owned factory... How is this possible?!"
"Hehe, this is the great thing about Li Donglai. Yan Jiecheng, Li Donglai is not much older than you. He already manages two factories. As for you, you are still a temporary worker in the textile factory!" Liu Haizhong is a vindictive person.
Man, Yan Jiecheng dared to despise him just now, now he is going to frustrate Yan Jiecheng's spirit.
At that time, Yan Jiecheng felt as if his face had been hit hard by someone, and he closed his mouth and said nothing.
At the same time, my heart was filled with hatred.
He was originally a regular worker in the steel rolling mill, but it was because of Li Donglai that he became a temporary worker.
Although Yan Jiecheng has a certain responsibility in those things.
But aside from these facts, doesn’t Li Donglai have no responsibility at all?
"Second uncle, Li Donglai is dozens of years younger than you and has achieved such great achievements. As for you, you are still just a worker at this age. Don't you feel embarrassed?"
"you...."
It has to be said that Yan Jiecheng's mouth is still very vicious. Liu Haizhong was so angry that he couldn't speak. He glared at Yan Jiecheng fiercely and turned away with his hands behind his back.
Although he did not get any benefits from Yan Jiecheng, Liu Haizhong stole the show by the pool in the central courtyard.
The middle courtyard of the courtyard is the busiest place in the courtyard. On weekdays, the young wives and aunts like to wash clothes and chat there.
Hearing Liu Haizhong's words, everyone was so shocked that they didn't even care about the dirty clothes in the basin. They didn't even shake their hands clean before standing up.
"Second uncle, are you telling the truth?"
"Of course! The news in my bangs, when did something go wrong? Now Li Donglai is probably at the bicycle factory holding a meeting with the factory directors and factory leaders!"
"That's not right, Second Uncle, now Li Donglai is the factory director, why is there still a factory director in the bicycle factory?"
Liu Haizhong was looking for this opportunity. He raised his head proudly in the doubtful eyes of those young wives and old ladies.
"You guys are really a bunch of bumpkins who don't understand anything! The factory director is the biggest leader in the factory, but who should he listen to? Listen to the leaders above. Now Li Donglai is the leader above."
As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of admiration.
"Li Donglai was originally a barefoot doctor. Only a few years after he came to the capital, he became a bigger leader than the factory director."
"Yes, if I had known that Li Donglai was so capable, I should have married my niece to Li Donglai."
"Damn it, when you mention this, my intestines will turn green. I introduced it to my niece at the beginning, but she didn't like the doctor and said that Li Donglai was just a temporary person with no future at all, so there was no blind date. If I had been there at that time
If you persist and put some pressure on my brother, now my niece is also the leader’s daughter-in-law.”
"Yes, yes, that girl Ding Qiunan is so lucky."
Qin Huairu was also in the crowd. She was used to the news about Li Donglai's achievements again, so she didn't stop.
But after hearing that Li Donglai had become a leader greater than the director of the factory, he couldn't bear it any longer. It felt like all the strength in his body was about to be sucked away, and the wet clothes in his hands fell into the basin.
A leader who is bigger than the factory director...what level is that?
Qin Huairu had not gone to school for a few days and could no longer imagine it.
In her mind, the director of the factory is the biggest leader in the world. One word can promote a temporary worker to a regular worker, and one word can decide the fate of countless factory leaders.
Now Li Donglai is actually bigger than the factory director...how much power does that have!
Thinking of this, Qin Huairu felt even more sad.
If she could have persisted in Qinjiagou for many years, she would now be the daughter-in-law of a boss who is bigger than the factory director...
I regret it!
"Mom, what are you doing? I'm still waiting to wear this dress. Why don't you wash it out quickly?"
At this time, Banggan walked out of the house casually, hanging a cigarette, and yawned just like Yan Jiecheng.
Seeing Bangge's appearance, the residents at the scene curled their lips secretly.
When Bangge was young, he was not sensible and would just cause trouble all day long. Everyone can understand that, after all, he is a child.
But when Bangge grew up, his behavior turned out to be worse than when he was a child, and he became a little gangster.
In particular, even if you are a gangster, you will not be unfilial to your mother.
At Jia's house, Bangge acted like an uncle all day long, hanging out with Huang Yanling all day long. All matters at home, no matter how big or small, were left to Qin Huairu.
These are all things that the residents of the courtyard can't stand, but there is nothing they can do to dissuade them from doing this. They can only hide these dissatisfaction in their hearts.
Qin Huairu seemed to be used to being scolded by BangGeng. She wiped her hands and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I was shocked when I heard the news just now. I will wash it right away without delaying your dressing."
"News? What news?" Banggan took a puff of cigarette and blew out a smoke ring skillfully.
Seeing him like that, Qin Huairu wanted to persuade him not to smoke, but knowing that he would definitely not listen, she had no choice but to give up.
A hint of bitterness flowed from the corner of his mouth: "It's Li Donglai. The laboratory he controls now has acquired our No. 1 Beijing Bicycle Factory."
"Jingcheng Bicycle Factory... This is a large state-owned factory."
To Qin Huairu's surprise, Banggeng did not show anger, but raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he was thinking about something.
Qin Huairu's heart thumped, and she raised her head and looked at Banggeng: "Banggeng, are you trying to make some crooked idea again? I'm telling you, Li Donglai is not easy to mess with. You must not provoke him.
