Chapter 402 Jiangshan, let’s meet the leader of Hexagonal Foreign Exchange Earning
Yanjing, Beihai Park.
Taking advantage of the nice weather today, Lu Xuzhang from the Tourism Bureau and Li Qiang from the Ministry of Foreign Trade came to visit the garden together.
We are already halfway through May, and the number of foreign guests received, which has quadrupled compared to last year, seems to be even more prosperous during this period.
Compared with other places, Yanjing not only receives foreign guests, but also many domestic guests.
Business trips, meetings, promotions and purchases... In short, the people from all over the world came here to visit, which invisibly boosted the domestic demand of the entire imperial capital.
Li Qiang from the Ministry of Foreign Trade has long been accustomed to this situation.
But today's Beihai Park seems to be not only crowded, but also delicious.
Every time you walk for a while, you can see a bunch of old people gathering together in the park, enjoying themselves.
After getting closer and taking a closer look, the old minister immediately wanted to join.
Big red sedan chair, brown saddle and white horse.
Next to these antique vehicles, there are also various costumes and model demonstration pictures placed in eye-catching positions.
The two leaders, who had their hands behind their backs, looked up for a moment to look at the foreign guests in ancient costumes who had come to pay tribute and were given official uniforms by the emperor.
After a while, I looked down again and saw the price list in Chinese and English standing by my feet.
“It’s really not cheap!”
"Really? I think I can add more. Look, they're all already lined up."
The two old leaders, who had been thinking about earning foreign exchange all day long, started communicating on the spot.
After more than ten minutes, seeing that Bu Li still had no intention of leaving, Lu Xuzhang simply suggested:
"Comrade Li, why don't you change your clothes and dress up for a while? I promise to take pictures of you looking beautiful."
Li Qiang, who is over 70 years old, smiled and waved his hand: "There are too many people in line, so let's leave the opportunity to foreign guests who need it more... However,"
"But what?"
"I really want to try that beautiful popsicle."
"You're over 70, how about this?" Lu Xuzhang wondered: "I think it's better to forget it, don't go back and ruin your stomach again."
Comrades who know Li Qiang know that he has always been able to eat ice cream.
Even when he is 90 years old, he will still hold a bottle of iced Coke all day long.
"Lao Lu, let me tell you," Li Qiang wiped the sweat from his forehead:
“As soon as I entered the gate of Beihai Park, I noticed the popsicles in each of their hands.”
"Okay," Lu Xuzhang put his hand into his coat pocket: "I'll eat with you today."
It just so happened that he was quite hot right now.
Just when the young comrade from the tourism bureau ran to buy popsicles.
Lu Xuzhang gave a general introduction to Wenchuang Popsicle.
Only then did Li Qiang take another look at Lu Xuzhang.
"I said to Lao Lu, back then you insisted on handing over China Bank to China Resources because you were too old to do business."
Li Qiang raised his finger and pointed around: "I see you are having a lot of fun now. You can make popsicles for three yuan each. Who else can make more money?"
It is also called the cultural and creative popsicle.
"I think we should call it the foreign exchange popsicle,"
Looking at the white pagoda popsicle in his hand, Li Qiang was really reluctant to say: "This is a good trick, and it should be dealt with like this...Welcome foreign guests and friends."
"Where is this?"
Lu Xuzhang thought of the flywheel plan that Jiangshan gave him: "Just wait and see, I have plenty of tricks to warmly welcome foreign guests."
"In Pujiang, there is also a comrade like you,"
Two veteran cadres walked by the Beihai Lake holding popsicles: "We have increased the export volume of several commodities in succession."
"Really?"
"Not only that, it is said that he has not only revitalized his own work, but also recently helped the comrades in the Commerce Bureau with many ideas."
"Who is this comrade you are talking about? Do I know him?"
"He is a cadre of Pujiang Foreign Trade, his name is Xu Muchun," Li Qiang said, "Do you know him?"
"never heard of that."
"This time I went to Pujiang. In addition to inspecting and understanding the work, I mainly wanted to meet him."
Upon hearing this, Lu Xuzhang paused: "Are you going to Pujiang?"
"Tonight's flight," Li Qiang asked after listening to the other party's tone, "What, are you okay?"
…
Pujiang City, No. 51 Anhe Street.
Zhou Jie and Dong Zhizhi, who were sitting in the courtyard, were looking at Jiangshan intently.
At this moment, Jiang's mother not only ordered the third child to move the dining table out of the house, but also put a lot of American snacks on the table.
"Actually, before the last arrest, Li Bai and his wife were arrested once, and that time their whole family was almost wiped out,"
Jiang Shan held a glass of water: "At that time, the Anti-Japanese War was not over yet, and Li Bai and his wife were working together upstairs and downstairs to carry out reporting tasks.
Suddenly, a group of Japanese soldiers appeared in the alley.
Seeing the Japanese patrolling from house to house, Li Bai's wife quickly knocked on the door three times in accordance with the agreed code."
"Then what?" Dong Zhizhi's nervous eyes didn't even blink: "Were they discovered?"
"It couldn't have been discovered originally," Jiang Shan said:
"After receiving the signal, Li Bai quickly dismantled the transmitter and hid it under the floor.
Unexpectedly, the quality of the broken floor was so poor that it was trampled and broken by a Japanese soldier.
With this kick, all the parts hidden underneath were discovered."
"Oops," Zhou Jie nervously clutched a candy: "How could such a coincidence happen?"
"Who says it's not the case," Jiang Shan continued:
"That's it. Although Li Bai repeatedly emphasized that he had no knowledge of this, it should be something left by the previous tenant.
But Li Bai and his wife were still arrested and sent to the gendarmerie.
During the interrogation, I saw that eighteen torture instruments were used, but they could not pry Li Bai's mouth open.
The gendarmerie then tied Comrade Li Bai's daughter-in-law Qiu Huiying in front of Li Bai.
Then, Qiu Huiying was forced to watch her husband being executed.
There were electric chairs, bamboo sticks, soldering irons, nail removal, and tiger benches. At that time, the whole cell echoed with the cracking sound of broken bones.
Seeing the tortured Li Bai, Qiu Huiying and her husband fainted several times together.
But even so, the couple still gritted their teeth and insisted that they were wronged."
Li Ruocheng shook his head slightly: "How much perseverance does this require!"
Zhou Jie asked anxiously: "What happened next? Did the Japanese believe it?"
"This matter has always been unclear, and it is also the key to the Japanese army's doubts."
Jiang Shan has always admired these technical geeks: “At that time, the Japanese army only found the transmitting device under the floor, but never found the receiving device.
In fact, Li Bai had been using a modified radio to receive reports. At that time, this radio was also taken back by the gendarmerie.
However, after detailed inspection, the Japanese army never discovered the secret of this radio.
In this way, the Japanese army, which had gained nothing in the end, had no choice but to release Li Bai and his wife."
"This is a bit awesome," Uncle Li looked at Jiangshan: "Looking at it this way, our team's skills are no worse than those of Japan."
Li Ruocheng's words make everyone feel comfortable no matter how they listen to them.
In the eyes of ordinary people, Japan's technology has always been superior to ours.
"Don't look at these people who usually don't use guns or cannons." Jiang Shan thought of a person: "If you really want to play, it's not bad at all."
"Third brother, what you said is a bit exaggerated," Li Ruocheng glanced at the candy on the table: "There is a big difference between those who play literature and those who practice martial arts. After all, the professional fields are different!"
"Uncle Li," Jiang Shan said, "Do you still remember the movie I mentioned earlier?"
"The radio wave that never dies?"
The people sitting together answered Jiangshan.
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"The screenwriter of this movie, although the name shown on the subtitles is Lin Jin," Jiang Shandao:
"But in fact, in the archives of Bayi Factory, there is a detailed record of another person's name. Do you know who he is?"
"who?"
"He is the comrade who developed the first radio transceiver for the Communist Party of China: Li Qiang."
"Li Qiang?" Li Ruocheng frowned slightly: "It sounds familiar!"
"It sounds familiar," Jiang Shan said, "You should have heard his name often on radio and television."
"Who is this Li Qiang?"
At this moment, everyone sitting here was very curious.
"He is currently the leader of our country's Ministry of Foreign Trade," Jiang Shan:
“In his early years, when he was sent to study in the Soviet Union, Li Qiang deduced the transmission principle of the American diamond antenna based on only an experimental report.
He published an English paper on "Sending Rhombus Antennas", which was included in the Soviet Encyclopedia Dictionary at the age of 30, and his research results were named: Li Qiang's formula..."
This compound wizard has many labels on him: academician of science, economist, chemical expert, radio expert, intelligence expert, financial product investor...
In 1939, while serving as director of military industry, Li Qiang came up with the first Type 79 rifle in the Shaanxi-Gansu-Ningxia region.
This is also the first rifle in the history of our country's military industry.
From 1939 to 1943, under the leadership of Li Qiang, the Yan'an Military Factory established a gun factory, a steelmaking plant, an explosives factory, a kerosene and a pharmaceutical factory.
Not only that, he also opened various study classes in weapons, explosives, steelmaking, and craft metals.
Personal teaching and hands-on instruction have cultivated a large number of scarce talents for the party.
But the most remarkable thing is his achievements in the field of radio.
"In 1926, in order to cooperate with the third armed uprising, Li Qiang learned that the organization was in urgent need of weapons and developed a batch of hand grenades by himself.
Later, Li Qiang, who was noticed by the organization, received a commission from the Prime Minister and began to develop radios."
Jiang Shan took a sip of tea: "You must know that at that time, our party was completely blank in the field of radio.
After arriving in Wuhan, Li Qiang was appointed chief of the Special Branch.
Through self-study and research, the first underground radio station in the history of the CCP was developed.
During the War of Liberation, Comrade Li Qiang was ordered to build a radio transmitting station to spread the voice of Xinhua News Agency to the world.
During the founding ceremony of the People's Republic of China, he designed the "nine-headed bird" loudspeaker, which made the leader's voice echo across the land of China to this day.
Therefore, he has always been called the founder of the broadcasting industry in New China."
By this time, the people in No. 51 Courtyard were completely stunned by the characters in Jiangshankou.
It is really unimaginable that one person can blossom in multiple fields at the same time.
Li Ruocheng said with emotion: "Next time, I will definitely take a good look at him on TV."
"Me too," Jiang Shan emphasized:
"However, the most important thing is that Li Qiang not only developed the first radio station in Wuhan.
He also opened special training classes and trained a large number of radio talents. Li Bai was his student back then.
Under Li Qiang's training, Li Bai not only learned to modify the radio to receive reports, but also learned to change the transmitting power from 100 watts to 15 watts."
"No wonder when I was watching the movie, I always felt that this spy film was more professional than other films of the same type," Li Ruocheng understood:
"It turns out that the script was written by the radio expert himself!"
"What you said is on point, because the screenwriter himself has been there.
Only then can the whole movie truly show the warmth, wits and courage of underground workers, and their latent life, which is full of dangers."
Jiang Shan said: "You see, Comrade Li Qiang was still able to write two pens at the end of the day.
Through a film format that is loved by the public, several unknown heroes have become radio waves that will never disappear."
Speaking of this, Jiang Shan looked at the two girls opposite who were listening enthusiastically.
"Now, this mission is in your hands again."
Zhou Jie and Dong Zhizhi's eyes lit up at the same time: "We?"
"That's right, it's you," Jiang Shan started KFC:
"The difference is that this time you will show off your graceful dance moves and let the people know the revolutionary companions who silently support these heroes.
Let everyone understand that a seemingly slender and beautiful body can also support a hidden front."
"..."
At this moment, Dong Zhizhi and Zhou Jie, who could not speak a word, looked at each other.
The two pretty rosy faces strongly expressed the dancer's excitement.
Thinking about it carefully, I originally just wanted to find some inspiration for choreography.
Unexpectedly, not only did I get a new dance theme, but I also took on a red mission.
Little girls of this era are easily moved. Dong Zhizhi choked with sobs: "I almost want to cry when I hear this. I must dance this dance well."
Looking at the drawings on the table again, Zhou Jie couldn't help but sigh again: "It's so beautiful!"
They looked at each one carefully:
"I never thought that dancing in a cheongsam could be so elegant and clean."
"Even the cattail leaf fan in my hand has become more beautiful."
Dong Zhizhi held the painting and smiled with her lips pursed. She really liked the dancing posture in this painting.
Sometimes it is transparent and soft, sometimes it is elegant and capable.
"Editor Jiang,"
Zhou Jie tilted her neck and looked at Jiangshan
"Do you think I understand it this way? By showing the beauty of the streets and alleys, I will tell everyone the secrets lurking in them."
Zhou Jie is nineteen years old, although she is one year younger than Dong Zhizhi.
But she is obviously an independent girl.
"That's pretty much what it means," Jiang Shan said:
"But our main purpose is not to create puzzles for the audience.
But to tell the audience that in these alleys full of fireworks, there is also a group of people who are silently guarding them.
The battlefield that seems to be without gunpowder smoke is just as severe as the battlefield."
Zhou Jie frowned slightly: "How should this be reflected in dance?"
"In the group dance," Jiang Shan pointed at the artwork:
"You can arrange for a special character to perform several different movements from time to time during the group dance."
Zhou Jie made it clear: "This character is the hero's wife."
"Yes," Jiang Shan: "We can highlight the key figures by fine-tuning the color and hairstyle of the cheongsam."
"Then she is the lead dancer," Dong Zhizhi understood: "According to convention, the difficulty of dancing for this character should be higher than that of the entire team."
"This," Zhou Jie picked up the drawing: "And this, all of these actions are fine."
Dong Zhizhi spread his arms and made a few gestures: "It's not difficult to watch, but I don't know when to jump..."
A few seconds later, the two girls who had been looking at each other suddenly looked at Jiangshan together:
"Editor Jiang, do you have a cattail leaf fan at home?"
"Yes," Jiang Ma stood up directly: "I will find it for you right now."
"I have one at home too," Li Huaiying also started to move: "My one is still new!"
…
It is approaching evening, and the sunset is bordering the sky.
Before Jiang He led Lu Xiao into the small courtyard, he heard a sound: click, click, get up, click, click, stop, hold still!
The couple walked into the small courtyard curiously and took a look.
Two young and beautiful dancers are holding a cattail leaf fan and standing on a small wooden stool...
Under the command of Comrade Lao San, they danced one move at a time.