Chapter two thousand nine hundred and ninety silence
"Zhu Lao's character is worthy of our admiration." A technician said while wiping his tears: "Ten years ago, Zhu Lao was named the special technology leader of our Ordnance Industry Group Corporation, every month
Subsidy of 4,000 yuan. Two years later, the group awarded him the Lifetime Achievement Award for the Development of the Ordnance Industry Technology, with a one-time reward of 200,000 yuan. However, these subsidies and bonuses were rejected by him. He said at the time that the third generation of tanks were collective wisdom.
Crystallization is the work that everyone does together. To give more honors to young people, they need more.”
Zhu's personality is the most admirable. After hearing what he said, the people around him choked up and said: "Yes, Zhu's subordinates have appeared in a large number of academicians and scientists, but Zhu himself has
He has no reputation, and he has given all his honors to the young people."
"My old man is honest. In this era, it is really rare." Another person said: "When we developed the third generation of tanks, Mr. Zhu took a lot of money, but he used all the money.
In the development of tanks, he never treats guests and gives gifts, nor does he receive people at will. Moreover, he has clear public and private affairs. If business trips have nothing to do with business, Zhu Lao will be self-conceited. Zhu Lao never eats in the canteen, for fear that the canteen will take care of him.
Every time he asked his driver to go to the cafeteria to get food, he devoted all his energy to his work."
"Yes, over the years, Mr. Zhu has always been very simple. The place where he works is a simple room of more than ten square meters. He uses old things and doesn't even have a swivel chair. It's just a simple wooden chair.
A cotton pad was tied to it. After repeated suggestions from his subordinates, Zhu Laocai finally agreed to install an air conditioner in his office."
"Yes, every time we go to Zhu's hometown, we feel that his home is too simple. He lives in a brick and tile house built in the 1960s, with cement floors and large white walls. Everything is old and the house is still very good.
It was cold and I don’t know how many times I wanted to change his house. Zhu always refused and even wrote a letter to the organization to prevent him from worrying about his house.”
"Yes, many people don't understand, and some people say that Mrs. Zhu is stupid. Later, Mr. Zhu once asked me, "Are I stupid?" At that time, I replied, "If you look at it from the perspective of people now, you will be fine."
It was indeed stupid. I was so bold at that time. However, Zhu was a very easy-going person. If I said that, he would never be angry." The technician was even more immersed in the memories of the past.
Zhong: "Mr. Zhu said that the city only sleeps three feet in thousands of rooms. I am already very satisfied. Many of the people who participated in the revolution with me have not lived to this day."
Zhu Lao's moral character is noble, and the times are changing, but his original intention has never changed. Many of the people who participated in the battle with him died. Zhu Lao was already very satisfied to survive, so
All kinds of generous material conditions were nothing in his eyes, and Mr. Zhu didn't care about anything at all.
Listening to these words, people kept sobbing, and tears were rolling down in Qin Zhenhua's eyes.
When Zhu Lao is alive, these may be all the little things that happened to Zhu Lao. Now, Zhu Lao has left. When everyone recalls every bit of Zhu Lao’s life, everyone discovers that Zhu Lao’s life.
Old man’s spirit is so noble. I wish Old man is worthy of being an excellent military worker!
"I heard that even when Mr. Zhu was dying, he did not forget to ask his family to pay him a party fee of 30,000 yuan." said the person in charge of reporting the news.
"Now, let's face the east and observe a three-minute silence." Qin Zhenhua said: "Let's say goodbye to Mr. Zhu."
Everyone turned to the east, where it was the direction of the capital of the motherland and the direction of Mr. Zhu leaving the world. They all lowered their heads and stood silently.
Qin Zhenhua also remembered every bit of his time with Mr. Zhu.
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Back then, Mr. Zhu was responsible for the development of the third-generation tank project. He suffered a lot of hardships and traveled back and forth between the capital and the first-machine factory. In this way, after the development of the third-generation tank, he saved a lot of money, and all these funds were all It was handed over to Qin Zhenhua and asked him to continue to develop modifications of the third generation of tanks.
Zhu Lao is full of the noblest morality of the older generation of military workers. They don’t care about personal enjoyment and devote themselves to work. They are very content. Compared with their companions who fell in the war years, they are already very happy. .
For the sake of the military construction of the motherland, many people like Mr. Zhu are working silently. Unfortunately, Mr. Zhu cannot see the emergence of advanced tanks of the motherland.
I must follow Mr. Zhu’s footsteps and continue to move forward. I must continue to develop advanced tanks and contribute my strength to the strength of my motherland.
The three-minute silence time ended, but everyone did not stop, but instead cried louder and louder.
The street lights of Yimai Factory were also turned off, and only the places where Zhu Lao worked before were still on, and countless people were observing silently for Zhu Lao's departure.
"Old Zhu has left us." Qin Zhenhua said: "But his spirit will always be passed down. Old Zhu shows the hard struggle and selfless dedication of the older generation of R&D personnel in the weapons industry. We must accept it. After the spiritual banner of Zhu Lao, we will continue to develop advanced tanks for the motherland. Now, let us raise our wine glasses and say goodbye to Zhu Lao.”
Everyone raised their glasses, but the wine did not drink it in their stomachs, but spread it to the ground. In the rich aroma of wine, the shadow of Mr. Zhu seemed to appear again.
For many people, this night is hard to sleep.
Liu Dajun did not leave Yimai Factory. That night, he squeezed into the same bed with Qin Zhenhua in Qin Zhenhua's dormitory. The two big men and old men started talking about the past.
At the beginning, Liu Dajun and Qin Zhenhua were opponents, but later, they finally made up on the battlefield, and then they became good friends. A lot of things happened along the way.
Perhaps, the two of them will leave one day like Mr. Zhu, but neither of them will leave any regrets, because neither of them has wasted their lives. Both of them have done something and are both for the strength of their motherland. Made your own contribution!
How should a person spend his life? Don’t regret wasting his years, don’t be ashamed of doing nothing, and devote all his life to the motherland!