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10-15 big day

Although the city leaders cannot be present, the factory delivery ceremony must still be held as scheduled. They have promised that foreign businessmen must not be careless. This is a matter of principle.

Originally, Lu Tianming was worried about the mood in the factory, but everyone has long been accustomed to this kind of cold treatment. Ever since Chenguang Factory was transferred from the military to civilians, it has become a sluggish enterprise that grandma does not care for and uncle does not love. It has been here for decades, and it is still not good enough.

This time? After everyone heard the news that the city leader could not come, they all said: "Is love coming?"

Lu Tianming was still very sorry that the city leaders could not come, so he had to start from other aspects. He asked the factory publicity department and the office to make the factory area as lively as possible. He also organized the factory gongs and drums team and the children's middle school drum and bugle team to participate in the ceremony.

I tried hard to make the scene bigger, but after a lot of work, I still felt that I couldn't do it.

"Don't worry, leave this matter to me." Liu Ziguang said.

At eight o'clock the next morning, the gate of Chenguang Machinery Factory had been cleaned and spotless. The breakfast stalls usually placed at the door had been temporarily put aside. The small bosses knew that today was a big day for Chenguang Machinery Factory, so they all

Very cooperative.

The gate was decorated with lights and colorful flags were flying. The guards all put on new uniforms, their leather belts were polished and they were full of energy. The avenues in the factory area were also lined with red flags. The entire factory area was simply a sea of ​​red.

Lu Tianming presided over the ceremony in the square in front of the factory office building. He specially wore a navy blue suit and a red tie. His hair was combed meticulously. He stood in front of the stage and gave an unscripted speech. He didn't say much, except for a simple sentence:

"Thank you for your hard work, comrades."

There was a warm applause below, and the workers applauded desperately with tears in their eyes. "Thank you for your hard work" contains a lot of sweat and toil. The meaning of this can only be understood by those who have personally participated in the design and production of armored vehicles.

Lu Tianming stretched out his hand and pressed around, looking at the densely packed brothers and sisters below who were wearing clean and tidy work clothes, and then said: "I believe that today is the day when our Chenguang Factory will take off again. Now I announce that we are going!"

Fifty drivers wearing grass-green military uniforms lined up neatly and walked towards the parking area. They were young drivers selected from the militia camp of the Chenguang Factory, as well as technicians and master workers who had made great contributions in design and production.

I was invited to ride in an armored vehicle to take my married daughter to her husband's house.

Fifty armored vehicles were clad in red and colorful, with a majestic and joyous atmosphere. The capable drivers jumped into the driving seat and started the motor. Suddenly there was a roar, blue smoke came out of the thick exhaust pipe, and the entire factory area was shrouded in the atmosphere of soldiers marching out.

In the majestic atmosphere, the drum and bugle troupe of Zidi Middle School began to play marching music. Armored vehicles slowly drove out of the factory area. When they passed the gate, two thousands of earth red hangings were lit at the same time. Zhuo Li, the security section chief, shouted: "Salute!"

"The eight guards raised their right arms in unison, and their eyes slowly moved along with the leading car.

At this moment, many workers who have been fighting on the front line for many days without rest are filled with tears. There is nothing more gratifying than being rewarded for their hard work. This batch of armored vehicles has brought tens of millions of funds to the factory, which was not the case in the past.

It is unimaginable. In people's minds, the former military industrial factory is now only capable of producing some hardware tools and civilian products such as rolling shutter doors. But now, Chenguang Factory has re-launched its flagship products and begun to export and earn foreign exchange.

The old workers were also sighing. Today's scenery reminded them of what it was like in the 1980s. At that time, the factory office building had just been completed. The tall cedars on both sides of the factory avenue were just saplings. At that time, the Chenguang Factory was used for armored vehicles.

To produce important components, trucks loaded with goods leave the factory every day, earning a large amount of foreign exchange. While ordinary people watch black and white TVs, workers at the Chenguang Factory have already set their sights on imported color TVs.

"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi." The elderly retired worker wiped the wet corners of his eyes.

A milky-white van drove over, with the logo of Jiangbei TV station printed on the body, and an antenna installed on the roof. The TV station's interview vehicle arrived! The photographer started shooting at the convoy. The idol of millions of Jiangbei citizens, anchor Jiang Xueqing, held the

Microphones come in all styles.

Lu Tianming glanced at Liu Ziguang suspiciously, and said to himself that you are a good guy, even Jiang Xueqing can be invited.

Now Jiang Xueqing is the deputy director of the news department of the TV station. She personally brought the live broadcast truck here and followed the convoy for interviews. Hongqi Steel Factory, as a sister unit of Chenguang Factory, also sent a strong visiting group to witness this event.

Unforgettable moments.

Jiang Xueqing's arrival caused another stir in Chenguang Factory, but what made Lu Tianming even more excited was that Mr. Wei from Hongqi Steel Factory also came, and he brought his daughter with him, although Wei Ziqian still looked unhappy.

Reluctantly, but finally accepted this reality.

Lu Tianming patted Liu Ziguang on the shoulder, very forcefully, without saying anything. The factory was taking off and the family was reunited. What other words could express his excitement at this moment.

"Director Lu, let's go see them off together." Liu Ziguang suggested. Lu Tianming readily agreed and invited Mr. Wei from Hongqi Factory to accompany him. Liu Ziguang also took Wei Ziqian and Dongfang Ke into a seven-seater van.

, followed the convoy and moved forward slowly.

It was originally planned to rent large flatbed trucks to transport these vehicles to the dock for shipment, but Liu Ziguang, considering the advertising effect, decided to send people to drive these armored vehicles directly to the freight terminal dozens of kilometers away. Fifty armored vehicles were filled with diesel and loaded with diesel.

As we marched on the bustling streets of Jiangbei City, a large flag on the lead car was fluttering in the wind, with five large golden characters on it that stood out: Chenguang Machinery Factory.

I had already informed the traffic police in advance that there were traffic police at each intersection to maintain order and ensure that the convoy passed through completely. Citizens and drivers also stopped and watched. Countless people took pictures with their mobile phones. Most young people had no idea.

Jiangbei City also has a No. 1 enterprise like Chenguang Factory, and many people thought it was the local garrison mobilizing.

When passing by the Citizen Square, the women's mounted police team under Hu Rong had been waiting here early. It was still early for the provincial leaders to arrive. Today they all put on white riding clothes, black tight breeches and shiny riding boots.

Show heroic demeanor.

Seeing the armored convoy coming from a distance, Hu Rong ordered to line up. Ten horses lined up. The policewomen straightened their backs. When the lead car came in front of them, Hu Rong shouted in a long voice: "Draw the sword."

,salute!"

Ten shining sabers were unsheathed in an instant. The policewomen raised the swords in front of their noses and saluted. Their pretty little faces were full of seriousness. The citizens in the square were shocked by this scene and gathered around them. Countless mobile phones

He held it up and kept taking pictures.

When the armored car passed by the female police officers, it blew its whistle in return. All the vehicles behind it also blew their whistles. Other social vehicles on the road were affected and also sounded their horns. The whistles continued for a while, and it was as lively as a festival.

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The TV station's live broadcast car showed a long shot of the female mounted police, and then the van in which Liu Ziguang and the others were riding. Liu Ziguang poked his head out and saluted Hu Rong. With the camera facing him, Hu Rong wanted to make a face at him but didn't dare.

I had to endure it.

After the convoy finally passed, Hu Rong shouted: "The ceremony is over." She sheathed her sword and looked at her subordinates with a smile: "Sisters, do you think it's meaningful?"

"Yes!" the female police officers replied in unison. Originally, their appearance was just as a so-called "landscape", but today they finally felt a real sense of professional pride. The whistle of the armored convoy was still in their ears, and it was beautiful.

The faces of the female police officers were still red and excited.

There are dozens of kilometers of high-grade highways between the city and the dock. The traffic flow here is much sparser than in the city. However, the convoy was stopped by the traffic police and prohibited from passing. Liu Ziguang received the radio notification from the leading car and drove forward to negotiate with the traffic police.

"What's going on, man?" Liu Ziguang asked.

The policeman knew him and replied: "Brother Liu, the provincial convoy is coming here. It says the road will be closed. There is nothing we can do. Please wait a few minutes."

Liu Ziguang had an idea, picked up the walkie-talkie and ordered the motorcade to be turned off, and all personnel got off the car and lined up, preparing to receive the leader's review.

Fifty armored vehicles were parked on the road, and the young drivers wearing green military uniforms without military ranks got out of the vehicle and lined up with their heads held high. Five minutes later, a convoy with double flashes appeared from a distance, headed by a vehicle carrying an armored vehicle.

The black Duke King with flashing police lights, the license plate number is all 0, behind it is an Audi A6, sandwiched between it is a Toyota Coaster with a provincial license plate.

Today is a big day. Zheng Jeff, Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, went to Jiangbei City for the second time to investigate the economic situation. Qin Song, Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, and Hu Yuejin, Mayor, came with the team of the Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government to greet them. The leaders were sitting in the Toyota Coaster, looking at

While talking freely while looking at the spring scenery outside the window, Secretary Zheng's eyes were suddenly attracted by a strange scene on the roadside.

An endless armored convoy was parked neatly on the road, with red flags waving and majestic. There was also a line of young men in military uniforms, standing in a row. When Coster passed by, they all performed military salutes.

, his eyes followed the leader's car. It felt... very much like a military parade.

"Old Qin, what kind of program have you arranged?" Secretary Zheng asked with a smile.

Secretary Qin was also confused. He thought to himself that it was a transfer of military divisions. It was wrong. He had gone to the military divisions several times to offer condolences, but he had never seen them equipped with armored vehicles like this. He couldn't answer for a while, and he started to sweat a little.

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At the critical moment, Mayor Hu spoke: "Secretary Zheng, this is a special vehicle produced by Chenguang Machinery Factory, an old company in our city, for foreign investors. Today happens to be the day when they leave the factory for delivery. After discussing with me, Secretary Qin wants to

They stopped here to give Secretary Zheng a surprise."

Qin Song secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, thinking that this old Hu could still be covered up, but since he knew about this, why didn't he say hello to me in advance? Thinking of this, he felt unhappy in his heart, and of course his face

Still enthusiastic: "Yes, that's the situation."

"Yeah, stop the car." Zheng Jeff said.

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