Back in Ice City, three cars arrived at Madiel first. When the receptionist saw Tie Jun, his eyes immediately narrowed into a thin line, like a lucky cat.
To be honest, Tie Jun has been sending a lot of money to Madiel recently. Tie Jun understands that when the little girl looks at him now, it's like seeing the God of Wealth.
There is no need for Liuba to come out to arrange it. The small front desk, a large suite with water, and the treatment are all expensive, and they are not short of money anyway.
After arrangements were made, Xiaohu and Anna went to find their mother. Brother Jianguo and others entered the room, and Tie Jun pulled Tie Biao aside.
"Brother, I have to stay at your place tonight. I want to invite everyone I can. One is to practice for Xiaohu's family, and the other is to have a celebration banquet."
"no problem!"
"Then help with the arrangements. Here, you and Liuba help me, and I'll go invite an important guest!"
"It's funny, then hurry up!"
"Well, I'll go then. See you at the hotel!"
Tie Jun turned around and came out. When he reached the door, he looked back and saw Liuba throwing herself into her elder brother's arms. Tie Jun laughed.
After getting in the car, I made a few calls to Lao Scar, Sister Li, Sister Wang, Jia Guangming, Gao Xiaoyan, the whole Chu family...
The important guests Tie Jun mentioned were Liu Wenhua and his wife who were in wheelchairs.
Afraid of not being able to invite Lao Tie, Tie Jun decided to pick up Lao Tie first.
The car started and Tie Jun went straight to the heavy machinery factory and called in advance. When he heard that Liu Wenhua was invited, Lao Tie was very happy and said that this was his son.
When he arrived at the heavy machinery factory, Lao Tie was waiting at the gate, opened the door and got in the car. He quickly arrived at the dilapidated earth house, parked the car, and entered the gate of Liu Wenhua's house.
The narrow courtyard was full of junk, and there was still some coal foundation in the small coal shed. Tie Jun knew that when Erya went to college, Boss Jin's kindness was over.
Just as they were about to knock on the door, a small black dog rushed out of the big basket at the door. Its thin body was trembling and it barked hard at the two of them.
"Squeak!"
When the door opened, Liu Wenhua looked at the two of them with a greasy look on his face. The little black dog threw himself on the wheelchair, staring with dark eyes, waiting for the owner's reaction.
If they are friends, the owner will laugh. If they are those who annoy the owner, they will protect the owner with all their strength and repay the owner for saving his life.
"Xiao Hei, go back to your nest, we are old friends!"
Liu Wenhua touched the little black dog lying on his lap and said with a smile.
The puppy was very obedient and jumped back into the basket without making any sound.
"Master Tie, graduate student, why are you two here? Come on, come in!"
"Old Liu, I was escorted here by your eldest nephew. I want to treat you to a drink, but I'm afraid you won't give him face!"
"Drinking? Hahaha, why are you in so much trouble? Your brother and sister will come back from the scrap collection station in a while and cook some vegetables. Let's drink at home."
"Uncle Liu, it's not just about drinking, let's go into the house and talk!"
"Oh? Not just drinking?"
Tie Jun nodded, squeezed through the door, and slowly pushed Uncle Liu, who had a question mark on his face, into the room. The door was so small that even the wheelchair could not be turned around.
Entering the door is the outhouse, which is also filled with waste newspapers, cardboard boxes, wine bottles, scrap metal...
The place is small, with only one stove, a large pot on it, a bowl rack that I built myself, and a cloth curtain.
Opposite the outhouse is the universal hut, half of the kang is stacked with paper boxes, and a small kang table is propped up with glue, sleeves, and cardboard lying on the table.
On the other side of the kang was a collection of newspaper parts, and a half-repaired TV set with its back cover opened, and Liu Wenhua was probably fighting with it.
Luggage stacks were piled up against the wall. There wasn't even a big box in the room. The only piece of furniture that could be called furniture was a broken desk with three legs.
There were messy manuscripts on the desk, and there was also manuscript paper in the desk. Tie Jun's eyes were sharp now, and he saw at a glance the half-exposed title, "On the Development of Industry."
Tie Jun's heart was not at peace anymore. In this shabby earth house lived a powerful man who cared about great things. His proud heart was surrounded by a bunch of things that could only make a living. It was sad and deplorable!
"Hey, it's a bit messy!"
Liu Wenhua pulled it with his big hand, and the small kang table slid into the kang. Lao Tie and Tie Jun sat down on the edge of the kang.
"Haha, no cigarettes or tea, let's drink some hot water!"
Liu Wenhua picked up the rusty broken thermos bottle from under the desk, Lao Tie took it, put it on the kang, and took out the cigarette case from his pocket.
“Don’t smoke it if you have it, bring your own!”
"Haha, I didn't tell you, I was telling my nephew!"
Liu Wenhua rolled his eyes at Lao Tie and looked at Tie Jun.
"Nephew, why did you remember to invite your uncle for a drink?
Let me state it first: I won’t go if there are too many people, I won’t go to a big hotel, and I won’t go if there is no good reason!”
Tie Jun was amused, pointed to the manuscript on the table, and said, "We'll talk about that later. Uncle Liu, can I take a look at this?"
"Hey, you're studying law and you're still interested in industry? Look, just read whatever you want, you just write it for people to read!"
Tie Jun picked up the manuscript and read the title in full, "On the Development and Current Situation of Industry."
Tie Jun thought Liu Wenhua was writing about Bingcheng Heavy Machinery, but after reading it, he realized that his layout was too small, and he also underestimated Liu Wenhua's broad vision.
Liu Wenhua writes about the entire northeastern industry, focusing on the Shenyang Industrial Zone as a pilot area for comprehensive reform of the economic system.
The article begins with a list of many industrial prides:
The country’s first “Certificate of Responsibility” for factory director’s contract operation;
The “notice” of the country’s first bankrupt company;
Jinbei Company, known as "connected to the world's financial pipeline", was the first to go to New York to issue "USD stocks"...
Tie Jun raised his head and said with a smile: "Uncle Liu, you'd better tell me and let my dad listen!"
"Hehehe, I haven't heard you speak for a long time. Come on, let's just treat it as a memory, but with a smaller audience!"
"Hahaha, it's quite a lot. I usually tell him to pick up that little black guy!"
"Hey, Lao Liu, you don't like to curse!"
The three of them all laughed. Liu Wenhua touched his chin and pondered for a while before speaking.
“This article of mine actually wants to sound a warning to our Northeastern industry.
Let’s just say that Tiexi Industrial Zone was the first to take action, actively responded to the country’s call and took the initiative to enter the market economic system.
For example, various operating modes and ownership forms such as contracting operation, leasing operation, and joint-stock system have been introduced.
You have also read the newspapers and comments, which caused an uproar. Those critics often raised objections. This is not okay, and that is not right.
It's all bullshit. I don't have working experience or management experience in a big factory. I only stay in theory and don't do grassroots research. A cat is just like a bird in the university.
The old man from our boiler factory asked a good question!
So what do you think we should do?
Should we introduce a contract responsibility system?
Should we destroy the big pot of rice?
What does the national reform change?
As operators, should we act as a communication room or as a transformer?
Just in Beijing, the so-called experts I asked were speechless!
I made three suggestions to Lao Jia, and they accepted them. The boiler factory has taken off. Give me 10,000 yuan, can we have it?"
"Why not?"
"Can't have it!"
The two men shouted together, and Lao Tie glared at Tie Jun and shouted: "What kind of life are you living? Look at what kind of life your uncle is living, why don't you want it anymore?"