"Hong, director of the purchasing department of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill? And he is also a senior cadre?"
Wang Kongwen feels that this world is magical.
How old is Cao Weidong now?
That is to say, he is in his thirties or forties, in his prime.
Then more than ten years ago, when the storm first broke out, he was still a young man in his early twenties, right?
How could such an achievement be possible?
You must know that in state-owned enterprises, seniority is also required.
And that was in the 1960s.
At that time, the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill was a well-known factory with ten thousand people in Sijiu City. It was very wealthy, but it was not comparable to the poor factory like today.
The director of the purchasing department at that time was in charge of the logistics and mobilization of more than 10,000 people. What a lucrative job it was.
To be able to climb to that kind of position, you have to be a close confidant of the factory director and have great prestige in the factory.
An ordinary person would not be able to sit still at all.
And senior cadres...
Damn it, that's a big shot with a salary of over 100.
How many such cadres did the country have in the 1960s and 1970s?
How could a mere young man achieve such an achievement?
He felt that the other party was bragging.
Cao Weidong waved his hand and said in a kind tone.
"Comrade, don't listen to patriotic nonsense. I was only a 17th-level cadre at that time, and I was still a little short of a senior cadre."
Wang Kongwen breathed a sigh of relief and nodded easily.
"Oh, it turns out he's not a senior cadre, I'm just saying that."
"Come on, let's eat and drink. In order to welcome you, I ordered a roast duck. This is a signature dish. I usually don't want to eat it."
He greeted warmly.
The two of them turned to look at the table.
The roast duck slices on the table are as thin as cicada wings, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, exuding an alluring aroma.
It also comes with noodle sauce and various side dishes.
Next to it, there are salted crispy duck rack and duck blood vermicelli soup.
Cao Weidong picked up the chopsticks.
"etc!"
Wang Kongwen reacted.
He turned his head suddenly and stared at Cao Weidong.
"You you you you you!!!"
He pointed at Cao Weidong, his face twisted.
"Level 16 Cadre!!! You were a Level 16 Cadre at that time!!?"
"Yes, I originally had the opportunity to develop upwards, but then I chose to be transferred to other places to engage in industry."
Cao Weidong said calmly.
"At that time, biogas energy was promoted in China, so I went to Tongquan City and built an energy plant with a thousand employees. It made biogas equipment. More than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye. I don't know what happened to those old guys back then.
That’s it.”
"!!!?"
Wang Kongwen felt a rush of blood rushing to the Tianling Cap.
"A 16th-level cadre, and later became the director of a large factory with a thousand employees?"
Cao Weidong had a bit of sadness on his face.
Oh my God!
At this moment, Wang Kongwen just wanted to raise his head and shout, then hug his head and cry.
That’s a level 16 cadre!
His lifelong pursuit!
But the other party looked completely indifferent, which made him feel a little unreal.
Only then did he realize that the gap between people is sometimes even greater than that between people and pigs.
Cao Weidong continued.
"Yes, at that time, the biogas equipment produced by our factory was the top of the line. You must have heard of Tongquan and Zhenhua brands, right?"
Wang Kongwen finally came to his senses and followed Cao Weidong's words.
"Of course, the brands of these two biogas digesters are well-known trademarks, who doesn't know..."
"Wait a minute, what did you say? You also created these two brands?"
Wang Kongwen no longer knew what to say.
Cao Weidong ignored Wang Kongwen's excitement.
Instead, he leisurely picked up a piece of duck meat for himself with chopsticks.
The news has been spread, and I don't know if those old friends can receive the signal I sent.
While resting in the guest house, he also walked around the street.
Suddenly I felt a sense that things were different and things were different.
Those relatives and friends back then didn't know where to look for them for a while.
Therefore, he deliberately disclosed some information from that year.
If those people were still there, they would definitely come looking for me.
He played with the wine glass, his eyes dark.
........
After three rounds of drinking.
Both parties had almost finished drinking.
Wang Kongwen warned drunkenly.
"Xu An, Mr. Cao is our distinguished guest, you must send them back."
Xu An patted his chest and said to the stone lion at the door of the hotel.
"The leader can rest assured and ensure that the task is completed."
Cao Weidong was speechless.
"I live nearby, don't worry about me. Does it matter to you guys?"
Wang Kongwen, Xu An: "No need!"
Cao Weidong shrugged and could only agree to let Xu An send him back.
He asked Xu Aiguo to help Xu An, and he followed beside him, asking as he walked back.
"Xu An, have you been to the Palace Museum?"
Xu An said drowsily.
"Of course I went. Let me tell you, it's a big place there."
The Palace Museum is located in the center of Forty-Nine City. Within the Forbidden City, it is a comprehensive museum built on the imperial palaces of the Ming and Qing dynasties and their collections. It is also the largest ancient culture and art museum in China and the first batch of national patriotism education
A demonstration base and one of the three largest palaces in the world.
Whether you are a local in Sijiucheng or a tourist visiting BJ, you must visit the National Palace Museum.
Cao Weidong nodded, and then began to ask about various details of the Palace Museum.
Xu An answered everything he knew, like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, and told Cao Weidong all the information he knew.
Cao Weidong nodded.
Xu An said drunkenly at this time: "Mr. Cao, why do you ask this?"
Cao Weidong said casually: "Oh, this is a rare opportunity. I plan to go to Tiananmen and then go to the museum."
Xu Anzui looked ahead with hazy eyes and secretly wrote down these words.
...
the other side.
After Wang Kongwen separated from the others, he staggered a few steps forward. When he was blown by the cold wind, he suddenly felt nauseated.
He hurriedly found a big tree, held it with both hands, and lowered his back.
Half a moment.
Wang Kongwen straightened up and finally regained some of his energy.
"A 16th-level cadre, the director of the purchasing department of the steel rolling mill, and the director of the Zhenhua biogas plant. It is absolutely impossible for such a person to have no records."
"I need to ask the leader for instructions on this matter...um..."
Just as I was thinking about it, I felt another wave of nausea. At the same time, my brain felt dizzy and my consciousness quickly dissipated.
He shook his head, suppressed the thought that had just arisen, looked for the direction to go home, and then...
Plop.
He fell down directly.
Then he just lay on the ground and fell asleep.
...
A night of silence.
Early the next morning, Xu An came to the guest house yawning and saw Cao Weidong having breakfast in the restaurant, so he went over to greet him.
"Mr. Cao, I'm really sorry. Today's conversation has been canceled temporarily."
Cao Weidong was stunned for a moment.
"What's wrong?"
Xu An had a splitting headache. He patted his head with his hand, then shook his head with a wry smile.
"Section Chief Wang drank too much last night and fell unconscious. Fortunately, he was discovered by passers-by. He struggled for a long time before returning home. He has not recovered yet, so we can only postpone it."
"By the way, you can move freely in Sijiu City today. I remember you asked me about the museum last night. I specially found two tickets. You can go and have a look."