Guizhou is located in the mountains hundreds of kilometers away from Guiyang.
Hidden in the green valleys deep in the mountains are contiguous factories and buildings.
"Switch, Shi Da is cheating." The man in the reception room downstairs yelled, "Someone is looking for your phone number."
Wearing thick spectacle lenses, Schweic put down the latest issue of "Summary of Foreign Computing Science Materials" in his hand.
His big head looked out of the second-floor window, and with a long sigh, he stood up slowly, holding on to the glass plate of the table, and pushed the chair back with his two skinny legs.
In order to fight the "three wars", the whole country mobilized personnel to carry out third-line construction. Millions of workers, cadres, soldiers, and intellectuals built more than 1,100 industrial and mining enterprises and scientific research institutes.
A large number of manpower and material resources were invested in the inland and border areas of the motherland in order to avoid the terrible situation of the Soviet Union that almost collapsed at the beginning of World War II. This was a huge strategic move.
It's just that we were too poor back then, and when we were engaged in the "third front", we were afraid of being hit by the enemy's nuclear bombs, so many units were drilled in remote places.
After the construction was completed, it was discovered that the inland transportation conditions were poor and it was very inconvenient. Both the economic and social benefits were too low, and a large amount of valuable manpower and material resources were left vacant.
To put it simply, if you hide too far, even your own people can't bear it.
Shiwei came from the Shanghai Computing Institute. He came from the big city to the mountains of Guizhou and stayed there for more than ten years.
As the years go by, the enthusiasm of youth has long been worn away, and there is no special achievement in work. On the contrary, the monotonous life makes people numb.
The research institute where Schweich is staying has only a number, and is known to the outside world as ‘Jiangbei Machinery Factory’.
The conditions in the factory were very poor. The office building where he stayed was built more than 20 years ago when the factory was built. All the buildings were hidden in a valley.
The "Jiangbei Factory" is not far from Guiyang in a straight line, but the transportation is very remote. It takes half an hour to ride from the factory to the nearest town, and daily necessities are obtained from the town.
It's good to stay near a small town. Some high-density third-tier military factories are built in mountains, with poor ventilation and lighting, making life even harder. However, the situation has changed recently.
The United States is attacking Iraq.
But the expected war quagmire did not appear.
The war started on January 17th, and Yingjiang Fatty beat Iraq.
On February 26, Saddam announced his acceptance of the ceasefire.
The small benches for the rabbit and the stuffed bear have just been set up, and the scene opposite them will not be performed.
This is so scary.
It is already early May, and the country has not yet recovered from the epidemic.
However, the units that were originally going to be abolished will not be laid off, and the funding that was originally cut will be returned. The scientific researchers who were originally dispersed to find work have been called up again.
But..., there is nothing happening here in Swege.
Their factory supplies training aircraft to Guizhou Airlines, but it is not a key project. The whole factory is waiting for the rice to be put into the pot, but it seems that there is still not enough rice.
Everyone feels that they have been forgotten by the ministry?
Going downstairs and passing by the computer room, Switch took a look at some antique machines inside.
Among them were mainframes imported from the Soviet Union. Their performance was seriously out of date, even inferior to domestically produced ones, but they were still in use. He reported that he wanted to buy a few 486s, but he was disappointed.
After leaving the office building full of ivy, we arrived at the communication room, where the microphone was on the table.
Shi Wei grabbed him and fed him. The caller was his old classmate. The other person asked immediately: "Old Shi, do you want to move to a new home?"
"What do you mean?" Schweic adjusted his glasses as thick as the bottom of a pot, "You also know my conditions. If you say you don't want to move, you would be lying. Your sister-in-law scolds me every day, but where can I go?"
"I heard that your institute is moving to Guiyang to merge with other units?" the classmate said.
"It is true, but it has been mentioned for several years." Switch replied, "At first it was because we didn't want to be merged, but now it's because others don't want to merge with us.
There are more than 2,000 people in this household, most of whom are old, weak, sick and disabled. Which unit can pick up rags?"
In order to solve many problems on the third line, starting in the 1980s and 1990s, many scientific research units and confidential factories were abolished or merged. As much as possible, personnel were moved out of the mountains and diverted.
In the future, the ruins of these third-line factories and mines will become as inaccessible as ghosts. Only dilapidated houses in the barren mountains, cracked land and rusty machines abandoned in the weeds will remain.
The classmate on the phone continued: "There is a metallurgical college in Tianyang that is recruiting people. There is no age limit. Those with a bachelor's degree can earn a monthly salary of 1,000 yuan.
But you know that in the magical city where we are, the leaders won’t let you go. I just thought it might be an opportunity for you.”
When he heard that the monthly salary was one thousand, Schweic's mind began to spin. He subconsciously asked, "Tell me again, how many a month?"
The voice on the phone rustled...
"Technicians of level 4 or above or scientific researchers with more than three years of work experience. A monthly salary of 1,000 yuan, including food and accommodation. They can take care of their families and arrange for their children to go to school. After working for three years, they will be assigned a room."
The classmate said enthusiastically: "I think it's an opportunity and it's quite suitable for you."
Schweic felt as if light shrouded his head, and his heart blossomed. He asked happily: "In the Magic City?"
"You are dreaming. Of course not, in Tianyang."
"Where is Tianyang?"
Shiwei thought for a long time, but he didn't remember which province in the country Tianyang was. But he felt a little anxious and asked in a low voice: "The conditions are good. But it's not easy to get into this unit, isn't it?"
"It's a secondment." The classmate said happily, "The establishment will be reserved for you, and the personnel relations will not change.
In name, I will second you here for a year or two, but once you leave, things will be much easier later on."
‘Secondment’ is a method of personnel mobility within a public institution. To put it bluntly, it means that a certain unit is short of manpower and it is inconvenient to recruit people, so it negotiates with its brother units to make arrangements.
Some secondments are temporary, and some secondments are just like "meat buns beating dogs."
"On secondment?" Schweic said in a longer tone, and then he realized a problem.
"I'm not familiar with these things. I don't understand any of the processes, let alone any acquaintances. And I have a classified level, so I can't go to ordinary units."
The classmate lowered his voice and said, "Here's the wonderful thing. I know a friend named Xiao. As long as you are willing, this person can find a way to second you there."
Tianyang Metallurgical College is now very hungry for talents, and many procedures have been waived."
Shiwei's mind was a little unclear when he was in the ravine. After listening to his classmate's explanation, he asked with some fear: "Is this legal?"
The classmate sneered and said: "It's just a secondment within the system, a formal process. If you nod, I'll ask someone named Xiao to contact you.
He is a reporter from "** Daily", how could he harm you?
Don't hesitate, the monthly salary is one thousand yuan. Although Tianyang is a small city, it is better than that damn place like yours."
The sign of "**Daily" was so loud that Shiwei felt relieved. He wanted to agree, but always felt that it happened too suddenly. After some persuasion from his classmates, he agreed to contact the person named Xiao.