In August 1979, the state issued the "Decision on Several Issues Concerning Vigorously Developing Foreign Trade and Increasing Foreign Exchange Earnings."
Since then, this regulation has been improved many times, and the number of departments involved in cooperation has also continued to increase.
In May 1980, Secretary Jiang from the Machinery Department left his old leader Rao Bin and was transferred to the Import and Export Management Committee.
Next, the import and export study group led by him will visit more than 10 countries and regions for 40 days.
In order to broaden our horizons, understand the international economic development situation, increase introduction, and rationally utilize the experience and confidence of the opening of the international market.
After this group of comrades returned from their visit, the name of the development zone in the south was further refined:
For example: export processing zones, free trade zones, free ports...
Everything is just to achieve foreign exchange conversion as soon as possible.
…
At this moment, not only the comrades who are away from home, but also the comrades at home are idle.
At this moment, the leaders of the Ministry of Foreign Trade, who had just gotten off the plane, had already walked into the Phoenix Bicycle Factory, accompanied by several comrades from the Pujiang Light Industry Bureau.
"Recently, we have placed the same advertisement in some cities in Italy,"
The director of the Phoenix Factory kept introducing: "Based on the current feedback, the advertising effect is no worse than in New York."
"Very good," Li Qiang nodded: "With this breakthrough, your next work..."
Everyone walked and looked at the prosperous scene in the large state-owned factories, which made everyone feel comfortable.
After visiting two factories with outstanding achievements, the comrades from the Ministry of Foreign Trade visited the Tongyi Match Factory.
It was only then that Li Qiang came together with Xu Muchun from the Light Industry Bureau.
"I heard that this factory has no time to complete its export orders, so it has to ask for goods from other match factories in the city?"
"If it can't be completed, it can't be completed at all," Deputy Director Xu smiled:
"Fortunately, the price of exported matches is not low. It is not a problem to get some goods from other brother manufacturers to meet urgent needs."
Since the commercial for the entire Wishing Match series was aired, overseas orders have been flooding in like a storm, forcing Xu Muchun to drive directly to various match factories in Pujiang.
"During this period, your bureau's export trade work has been doing well,"
Li Qiang walked forward: "I brought my comrades to Pujiang this time just to learn from you."
"You must not say that," Deputy Director Xu said as he walked with the leader, "We are also learning and groping at the same time. We are all crossing the river by feeling the stones."
"Comrade Muchun, good is good," Li Qiang looked at him and said with a smile: "After all, the results are there. After seeing your bureau's report card..."
No matter when and where, model students always get more good looks.
Compared with several other local leaders, Li Qiang's attitude towards Xu Muchun was obviously much more cordial.
You have to accept this even if you don’t accept it.
Several comrades who accompanied me all knew that everything from White Rabbit toffee, White Cat washing powder, to Zhonghua pencils and Uni-President Matches.
Pujiang Light Industry's foreign trade performance is not something that can be achieved by just anyone.
…
Small courtyard at No. 51 Anhe Street.
Jiang Shan, who was lying on the bed, had just written a horizontal note to two high school students yesterday: "The world is uncertain, you and I are both dark horses."
Today, after the alarm clock rings, I will continue to get up and work hard.
After simply laying down two bowls of rice, Jiang Shan went out with his bag on his back.
In order to provide some physical pictures for the news that was about to be completed, Jiang Shan, who was riding a bicycle, visited Li Bai's former residence at No. 107 Huangdu Road.
After taking two photos from far to near, we continued on to our next destination - No. 380 Weihai Road.
"Uncle,"
He held up the camera and looked at a door with steps in the lens. Jiang Shan greeted an old comrade at the door:
"Please step aside and I'll take a couple of photos."
"Photograph?"
An old comrade standing under a house sign looked around: "Is there anything good to take pictures of here?"
"What then,"
Jiang Shan looked at his uncle's age and decided to tell the truth:
"Sir, you don't know. No. 380 Weihai Road used to be a radio company."
"I know that."
"Then do you know that this wireless company is actually an underground liaison station of our party?"
"oh?"
Looking at the refreshing young man in front of him, Li Qiang took a few steps to the side.
I came here to revisit my old place and remember my old comrades.
Unexpectedly, the past that I thought no one knew was mentioned so easily.
Seeing Jiang Shan holding the camera and making serious gestures, Li Qiang, who had his hands behind his back, suddenly became interested:
"Comrade, if it's convenient, can you take a photo for me?"
"no problem,"
Jiang Shan immediately changed his target: "Where do you want to take the photo?"
"Right here," Li Qiang stood back at the gate of No. 380: "It's best to take a photo of this gate."
"Okay,"
After clicking twice, Jiang Shan took out a small notebook from his bag: "Please leave me an address so that I can send you the photos later."
After Li Qiang took the book, he and Jiang Shan sat down on the steps at the gate.
"Little comrade, as far as I know there are many underground organizations in Pujiang, why did you choose to photograph this one?"
"To tell you the truth,"
Jiang Shan played with the Leica camera in his hand:
"Pujiang Dance Theater is arranging a dance," he leaned towards the old man: "It's the same as "The Eternal Wave", it's all to pay tribute to the heroes."
Li Qiang, who was touching a cigarette, paused in his hand: "Which hero do you pay tribute to?"
"Li Bai," Jiang Shan pointed to No. 380 behind him: "an underground worker who once lurked in the heart of the enemy."
"It seems you know quite a lot. Which unit did you just say you belong to?"
"I'm a reporter from Oriental Metropolis Daily," Jiang Shan said with a smile, "I usually like to ask about heroic stories."
"Then what else do you know?"
"..." Jiang Shan smiled and said nothing, preparing to finish his cigarette and leave: "Remember to read the newspaper later, it's all written there!"
Seeing that the other party was trying to show off, Li Qiang also smiled: "Since I want to write, I might as well write more..."
Jiang Shan, who originally just wanted to smoke a cigarette and leave, quietly opened a notebook after listening to the other party's golden chapter.
After memorizing several pages, Jiang Shan felt like he could write another "Latent 2".
"So," Li Qiang concluded in the end: ""The Eternal Wave" is not only to commemorate Li Bai, but also to commemorate a group of Shanghai underground workers who fell before dawn.
Did you know that among the 12 martyrs who were shot 90 hours before liberation, there were three students taught by Li Qiang..."
"Who are you? Are you Comrade Tu Zuochao?"
Jiang Shan was no fool. He looked up and down at the old comrade in front of him and gave the name of a survivor.
Li Qiang smiled: "Comrade Tu Zuochao's code name is Carpenter, and he is the smartest among the students I have ever taught."
"...?"
After traveling for more than two years, Jiang Shan felt that he had been stunned for the first time: "Are you his teacher? Isn't his teacher Li Qiang?"
"Yeah~" Li Qiang nodded slowly.
"You are from the Ministry of Foreign Trade...?"
"Hmm~~"
"Hello, chief," Jiang Shan suddenly stood up and said, "Please forgive me..."
"Excuse me?" Li Qiang asked, "What did you do wrong?"
"I?"
"Not only did you do nothing wrong," Li Qiang said, "I also have to thank you very much. Thank you for remembering them and wanting to tell their stories to everyone..."
The old man's voice gradually became choked with sobs, and Jiang Shan slowly sat back on the steps.
Many years ago, in this house behind them.
As the shopkeeper, Comrade Li Qiang led a group of his "guys" to build an air bridge with Yan'an.
"I didn't see it," Li Qiang looked at the honest Jiang Shan: "Can you dance?"
"Choreographer," Jiang Shan didn't dare to deceive the leader: "It's not dancing."
"That's not easy anymore. You're a reporter and you can work as a choreographer for someone else's troupe,"
While talking about this, Li Qiang suddenly thought of something: "By the way, which newspaper company did you say you were from before?"
"Oriental Metropolis Daily, have you heard of it?"
"Not before. I just heard about it two days ago," Li Qiang asked, "Does your unit have a comrade named Jiang...Jiangshan?"
"I am Jiangshan." Jiangshan immediately smiled.
"What?" It was Li Qiang's turn to be shocked: "You have been saying for a long time that you are the king?"
"Hmm~"
"The one who went to the Forbidden City to shoot commercials?"
"Hmm~~"
"Did you also arrange Happy Coke's prize-winning promotion?"
“I have only achieved so many achievements with the Communist Party, but I didn’t expect that the organization would still keep it in mind.”
"oh,"
This time Li Qiang believed it: "He is a smart man who doesn't take the lead and doesn't take credit."
Which one of us is smarter?
Jiang Shan shouted in his heart, he only wanted to inquire about one thing at this moment:
"Chief, I heard that you once made a fortune in gold in the early 1970s and made more than 3 billion U.S. dollars in one stroke?"
"Sounds exciting, right?"
Li Qiang smiled. His battle had been widely reported by overseas media, so he had something to say now:
"Actually, what I earned at that time was not US dollars, but more than 160 tons of gold."
Hearing this, Jiang Shan's first feeling was: time travel? "Why did you judge so accurately at that time?"
Ordinarily, even if there is some data to support it, we would not dare to do it all.
"In 1973, I studied all the international news collected by the International Department of the CPC Central Committee,"
Li Qiang didn’t want to hide it at all:
“Based on the trading frequency of gold mutual funds on the London Exchange,
There are also nine inquiries from the U.S. Congress to the Treasury Department. I believe that the monetary system will collapse.
So, we quickly exchanged our foreign exchange holdings for gold and successfully implemented a gold bargain hunt."
Because I was in Luxuzhang before leaving, I heard a lot of heroic deeds by Jiang Shan.
Li Qiang, who had a purpose in mind, decided to lower his guard and have a good chat with Jiang Shan.
"Everyone says I'm brave," Jiang Shan said, "I think you are braver than me."
"Hahaha,"
Li Qiang said: "You are indeed very courageous to come up with the idea of selling with prizes.
But Happy Coke is also very courageous, and he really dares to do it your way."
"The leadership team of Happy Coke are good at business," Jiang Shan said: "To tell you the truth, our newspaper has never stopped selling Happy Coke since we accepted the advertisement for Happy Coke."
"Well, they are comparable to Coca-Cola in this regard."
"The supply of Coke in your workplace has never been out?"
"You want to know?"
"It's okay not to say anything."
"You kid," Li Qiang smiled: "If you really want to say it, Coca-Cola is better than Happy Coke.
In 1972, they established an office in Yanjing.
Although we haven't nodded for so many years, they have continued to deliver soda.
The year before last, a comrade from COFCO accidentally learned that the ingredient list of Coca-Cola included several traditional Chinese medicines from our country: cinnamon oil, licorice, and cassia bark.
Even during the freeze period between the two countries, Coca-Cola Company still found ways to purchase cinnamon oil from my country through various channels.
That order volume is not generally large.
It wasn’t until I learned about these situations that I approved the COFCO comrades to sit down and talk with them.”
Finally, on the same floor of Yanjing Hotel.
One house is discussing matters related to the establishment of diplomatic relations between China and the United States, while another house is signing a contract for Coca-Cola to enter the house.
"So that's it," Jiang Shan understood: "I always thought that the contract between COFCO and Coca-Cola was simply to resettle some unemployed young people. I didn't expect that a series of industrial chains were involved behind the scenes."
"Little comrade," Bu Li patted Jiang Shan at this moment: "Do you know what kind of propaganda methods Coca-Cola is using recently?"
"Tell me about it?"
"Although they have never been allowed to enter the RMB market, they have recently put several boxes of Coke in Wangfujing and invited the people to drink as much as they want."
"Free drink?"
"Not only that," Li Qiang continued: "In each box of Coke, only 23 bottles are real Coke, and the remaining one is actually a Coke-looking radio."
"Now that we are so developed," Jiang Shan said, "do we even have radios that look like Coke bottles?"
"Isn't this strange?" Li Qiang said, "It must be specially customized by Coca-Cola."
"..." Jiang Shan had to admit: "Are they still willing to pay the price?"
"Comrade Xiaojiang,"
Li Qiang said at this moment: "Why did you suddenly go to work as a choreographer instead of doing good advertising?"
"Chief, let me tell you the truth,"
Jiang Shan didn’t dare to act foolishly in front of someone with a high IQ: “In order to shoot a commercial a while ago, I borrowed two actresses from Pujiang Dance Theater…”
"Now they are looking for you?"
"That's right," Jiang Shan said, "so I helped them choreograph a dance with local characteristics."
Li Qiang pointed back: "You might as well tell a story here, right?"
"Not only this dance, I will also write several reports about Li Bai and others," Jiang Shan raised the notebook in his hand:
"In addition, after hearing about this incident, the leaders of Pujiang TV Station also expressed that they would join the ranks of commemorating the martyrs."
"..."
The old man sitting on the stone steps was silent for a while:
"Today, the purpose of my coming here is the same. I always want to find some shadows of the past, but... I won't talk about this anymore.
In short, I am very pleased that you, a young comrade from the news unit, have such an idea."
"Actually, I have another purpose," Jiang Shan gritted his teeth:
"Our Chunfengdu company has customized a batch of costumes before. In order to sell this batch of costumes smoothly, I plan to ask a few dancers to help advertise."
"You want to invite them to be models?" Bu Li has never seen anything before: "Your idea is very bold."
"If it really doesn't work," Jiang Shan took a step back and said, "It's okay to take some promotional photos."
According to Jiangshan's plan, if a batch of funds can be withdrawn before "Lushan Love" is released in July.
Then the subsequent second batch of clothing customization can be seamlessly connected.
"I remember that one of your clothing factories in Pujiang already has a professional model performance team?"
"You are talking about the costume performance team of Pu Fu No. 1 Factory," Jiang Shan said, "They are currently only performing internally."
The first public performance will not be held until early next year.
After that, it got out of hand.
Wherever he goes, he sells lots of stuff, and he is definitely the strongest salesman in the 1980s.
"Moreover," Jiang Shan continued to dig into his heart:
"Compared with them, the influence of professional actors is much greater. Do you remember when bell-bottoms became popular?"
"It's Japan's "Manhunt"."
Li Qiang stared at Jiangshan for a while: "So, your main task during this period is to dance and sell clothes?"
Jiang Shan chuckled: "Yeah."
"How long will it take to deal with these things?"
"The National Dance Competition is on August 1st. As for the clothes," Jiang Shan thought for a while: "As long as the momentum picks up, there is no need to worry about it later."
Supply directly to shopping malls, no need to worry about anything.
After selling for two or three times, stop selling, and leave the remaining soup to follow-up organizations.
Now, the "three to one supplement" processing factory in the south is no joke.
"August 1st," Li Qiang calculated: "The time is right."
"What did you say?" Jiang Shan: "When is the right time?"
"Don't worry about so much,"
An old man and a young man are sitting on the stone steps:
"Let's talk first about how to make your modeling performance appear in a reasonable and reasonable way in the land of reform..."
