Chapter 206

The train from Lanzhou to Pingjiang arrived at the east railway station on time at 14 noon.

Jing Cuncheng stood in front of the window of the sleeper car, overlooking the platform.

More than ten years ago, he took the same road, from Beijing to Lanzhou, from Lanzhou to Xining, and then from Xining to Deling farm by three days' old car.

During this period, he stopped at Pingjiang for a short time and saw the same platform as it is now. It's just that the people on the platform are different, and so are the people on the train.

He stood in the sleeper car, and the young people on the platform had no big red flowers on their chest.

Jing Cuncheng greedily looks at everything. He wants to know more, but he is afraid to know too much

A car licensed by Pingjiang municipal Party committee has attracted Jing Cuncheng's attention.

The train platform is usually not allowed to enter the car, in other words, can enter the car is not ordinary. Pingjiang municipal Party committee's single digit number plate is naturally not an ordinary car, and what it receives should not be ordinary people.

This train from Lanzhou to Pingjiang is equipped with a soft sleeper carriage. Because Jing Cuncheng has not yet returned to his original post, he can only use the letter of introduction issued by Deling farm to buy a ticket for the hard sleeper carriage. He guessed that the Pingjiang municipal Party committee's car should have come to pick up a passenger in the soft sleeper carriage.

Jing Cuncheng's eyes swept by and continued to search for familiar figures on the platform.

"Lao Jing, I got off the bus. Can't I carry my luggage?" The passer-by in the upper berth of Shuijing Cuncheng took the initiative to help him take down his luggage and put it at jingcuncheng's feet. He said with a smile, "it's very heavy."

"Sorry, it's all books." Jing Cuncheng quickly thanks. Many of the books he brought to Deling farm in those days have disappeared. Some of them have even been used for burning. Now, the Department of Deling farm bought them for him.

For a reform through labor farm, although there are many rehabilitative cadres, there are very few rehabilitative cadres at the Deputy ministerial level.

Jing Cuncheng refused again and again, but he still accepted it. During his ten years in Deling farm, he made many friends, and they didn't know how long he would stay in Deling farm.

"Take Lao Zhang out as soon as possible." When Jing Cuncheng left, he gave the rest of his money to his friends, leaving Lao Zhang the most, because Lao Zhang's health was also the worst. Jing Cuncheng was very worried about whether Lao Zhang could spend the winter safely.

In a trance, half a car of people walked down.

Jing Cuncheng's eyes swept over the black car again.

The door has been opened, a beautiful woman with her hand in the shed, looking forward to the train.

On the other side of the car door, there is also a young man with square head and brain who hesitates to look at her feet. Next to her is a woman with gray hair.

His wife!

Jing Cuncheng's body was shocked violently. Regardless of other people, he rushed under the car when he mentioned the salute.

The crowd was full of complaints. Jing Cuncheng apologized and said, "my wife and children are below."

The swearing man gradually stopped and gave up his position to him.

Jing Cuncheng apologized and got out of the car and rushed straight to the black car.

opposite side.

Jing Yulan's eyes suddenly filled with tears.

To her, her father seems to have changed directly from a middle-aged man to an old man.

Jing Cuncheng is also a mixture of five tastes. Deling farm was too far away, so he never asked his wife to bring his daughter and son. In fact, even his wife applied many times, only once a few years ago. It was at that time that he saw the photos of his daughter and son.

Yang Rui sits quietly in the co driver's seat to avoid disturbing Jing Cuncheng's reunion with his wife and children.

More than ten minutes later, Jing Cuncheng wiped his eyes and asked with a smile, "who lent you the car?"

"Yang Rui borrowed it from Pingjiang municipal Party committee." Jing Yulan converges and beckons, calling Yang Rui out of the passenger seat.

Yang Rui got out of the car neatly, politely said hello, gently shook hands with Jing Cuncheng, and said: "Uncle Jing, it's hard on the road."

"Hello, hello..." Jing Cuncheng was full of emotion. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. He just patted the back of Yang Rui's hand with his left hand. Everything was silent.

"Let's go to the hotel first. We'll talk about it later." Yang Rui smiles gently. From the perspective of their current relationship, he is a great benefactor of Jing Cuncheng, but this time belongs to his family, so there is no need for him to show his existence urgently.

Jing Cuncheng nodded, looked at the Shanghai sedan with only five seats, and said, "you sit in the front, we'll squeeze in the back."

"No, I've arranged all the hotels. You go first and I'll be there for a walk." With a smile, Yang Rui took Jing Cuncheng and others to the car and introduced them: "Master Wang is the driver of secretary Yin of Pingjiang municipal Party committee, and the car is also lent to us by Secretary Yin. When we get to the hotel, there is another elder sister Han waiting. She is from Tianjin No.3 pharmaceutical factory. If you have anything, please ask elder sister han to help us. Please take care of Master Wang on the way. Drive slowly and safety first."In the latter sentence, he was saying hello to master Wang. Today's drivers are as proud as the pilots after the collapse of the aviation industry. If they are not careful, they will offend others.

Of course, Mr. Wang, who was instructed by Secretary Yin, was more political and friendly, saying, "don't worry, we are familiar with this part of the road. Ensure safe and comfortable delivery. "

Yang Rui nodded to Jing Cuncheng and watched the black car with full number plate slowly leave.

In fact, he really wants to squeeze with Mr. Jing, but the time and place are not suitable.

In the car.

Jing's mother sat in the co driver's seat and let Jing Cuncheng sit in the middle of the back seat, with his son and daughter on both sides.

Jing Cuncheng put up with it again and again, but he didn't burst into tears.

Until the car passed the most prosperous intersection in Pingjiang City, Jing Cuncheng asked, "Master Wang, where are we going now?"

"Just call me Xiao Wang. Let's go to Pingjiang hotel now. " The driver was holding the steering wheel and talking with a slight face.

Any hotel with a local name is the first-class local standard in China. Jing Cuncheng looked in his rearview mirror and asked, "is it Xiao Yang who paid again? Why go to a hotel and stay at home? "

"Xiaolan and I live in the dormitory of Pingjiang Normal University. Jingming lives in the school, which is inconvenient. Besides, I don't know how to say that when you live in the past, neighbors will ask questions. Yang Rui is very considerate and arranges you to stay in Pingjiang hotel for two days. When you come back from Beijing, you can help us move and meet our neighbors again. " Jing's mother is a woman who has been vice minister's wife. It's one thing to live a hard life these years, but she is never mean.

Jing Cuncheng said, "well," he stopped talking. He has not been formally appointed yet, so he should be cautious in what he does and what he says. It's not a good idea to go back to the crowded dormitory area.

The driver drove quietly and soon sent the Jing family to the gate of Pingjiang hotel.

The Pingjiang hotel covers a large area. The main building of the Soviet style is also dignified. A few thick columns extend the useless gate more than ten meters forward. At this time, in front of the glass revolving door, which is rarely seen in China, there is a long and wide red carpet. Two waiters in bright red coats are smiling at the car with a kind attitude.

My younger brother, Jing Ming, who grew up in poverty, looked up at the Pingjiang hotel building in front of him with timid steps.

Jing Cuncheng also responded at this time and said in a low voice: "it's too expensive. I don't want to go back to live. Just find a guest house?"

Jing's mother said with a smile, "I told you it was arranged by Yang Rui. He said someone paid the bill and you don't have to worry about it."

In a moment, sister Han, wearing a bright red cotton padded jacket, came out of the hall and welcomed them with a smile. She said with a smile, "this is brother Jing. I'm Han Yan from Tianjin No.3 pharmaceutical factory. Come on, I'll help you with your luggage. Xiao Zhu, hurry up and help you carry things."

She has a valet with her.

As soon as Jing Cuncheng saw this posture, he asked, "you are also a leader."

"What leaders don't lead." Elder sister Han shook her hand and said with a smile, "our third pharmaceutical factory is a small one. I'm the director of the factory. But I'm going to make a living with Yang Rui in the future. She's your daughter's student. Oh, you are three generations higher than me."

Let her gag, Jing family are laughing.

Jing Cuncheng was even more surprised. He was in the reform through labor farm. The only time he saw his brother-in-law was earlier, and the information he got was limited. His subsequent correspondence had to be examined, but he didn't even mention Yang Rui.

He only thought that Yang Rui had a good family background, but he didn't expect to hear something different here.

As he walked forward, Jing Cuncheng asked: "is director Han familiar with Yang Rui? He is still a student. How did he deal with you Tianjin Pharmaceutical Factory? "

"Yang Rui is amazing. Your daughter has taught a good student." Elder sister Han said with an exaggerated smile: "now not only our No.3 pharmaceutical factory, three pharmaceutical factories in Tianjin, two pharmaceutical factories in Hedong Province, but also the factories in Guangdong and Guangxi have come to our door. Yang Rui's technology is this."

She cocked up her thumb and said, "foreigners all look at Yang Rui's eyes. Guoyi's foreign trade is very strong. These days, the director of Guoyi's foreign trade takes Yang Rui to inspect the factory every day. He says what he says is what he should do. He says that he can buy whatever machine he wants. There is no one. Our three factories also get a quota, Thanks to Yang Rui's help, I'd like to thank you for how many gifts you give and how many people give back... So don't mention it. If you have anything to do, just give me orders. "

Jing Cuncheng somehow understood that Yang Rui, because of his own technology, had the power of life and death in many factories.

Jing Cuncheng, who has been vice president of China textile, knows very well how much power a state-owned enterprise has in technical rectification or innovation. A state-owned factory is not like a private factory. You can't buy a machine if you want to, or change a production line if you want to. All of these have to be applied for and approved by the superior department. The difficulty of applying is very high, no less than a full range of government public relations. On the other hand, if the superior department intends to add machines and improve production lines to the subordinate factories, the factories that seize this opportunity can easily get new machines and even new production lines.In addition, state-owned enterprises have to turn in profits every year. In the early years, all profits had to be turned in, and none of them could be left. When an enterprise wants to use money, it has to ask the superior department to come down.

As a factory, it is necessary to increase machines, improve technology and replace production lines. It is fair in three to five years, and it can persist in ten to eight years. After more than ten years, it will be out of date. The state-owned enterprises in the 1980s were not good. Many of them were delayed by the movement.

By the early 1980s, it was imminent to invest again. For factories that want new equipment and new production lines, those who have the power of technological transformation are the reborn parents.

The only thing Jing Cuncheng doesn't understand is how Yang Rui got the power.

He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Yang Rui is very skilled?"

"Very powerful, very powerful. Let me put it this way, his level is equivalent to the eighth level worker of a pharmaceutical factory." Sister Han cocked her thumb again. These days, they communicate with foreigners with all their fingers.

Jing Cuncheng doesn't know if there are eight level workers in the pharmaceutical factory, but Jing Cuncheng knows and admires all the eight level workers under China textile.

At that time, when China National Textile Corporation called for quick work and completed political tasks, a lot of work was done by high-level workers with their own skills. It can be said that the reason why some projects can go on and some factories can reach a certain level is all by one or two senior technicians. In the words of their meetings, The general manager of China textile can be replaced, but the number of senior employees can not be reduced.

However, the level eight workers are all piled up with time. Jing Cuncheng didn't believe them, but he didn't say it.

Elder sister Han looks at her words and looks. She laughs and directly asks, "don't you believe it? You'll see in a moment. "

Jing Cuncheng is strange. What do you think of technology? It's hard not to have hotels and factories.

A few people were walking in front, and the people brought by sister Han were pushing the luggage cart behind. In 81, when Hedong province made some money, the provincial Party committee ordered a lot of money to decorate Pingjiang hotel. Now, from the reception hall to the back floor, several main passages are paved with ceramic tiles, and the walls and corridors are decorated with exquisite murals, which is full of high-grade feeling.

The back building, which Jing Cuncheng and others entered, is decorated according to Japanese hotel standards. Some materials are also purchased from Japan and Europe, and the level is two steps higher than that of the front building. From this building alone, Pingjiang hotel should be the top hotel in China.

Jing Cuncheng and his wife were more and more surprised. When they got to the third floor, they found that there was only one door, which said "state guest suite", they were even more surprised.

Elder sister Han knocked on the door with a smile, and saw a double door with a width of four meters open. A reception hall with an area of at least 80 square meters, facing the South and full of sunshine, was displayed in front of the public.

The polished hardwood floor is something that can't be seen in China in this era. The complete set of Chinese style furniture is simple and heavy, full of historical sense under the decoration of porcelain and calligraphy and painting. The whole leather sofa is placed in the middle of the living room harmoniously, wide and comfortable.

TV, refrigerator, air conditioner, which are rare luxury electrical appliances in other places, are arranged in the four corners of the room in an orderly way, and rarely act as tools.

Two tall waiters stood on both sides of the vermilion gate, bowed slightly and said, "welcome.".

Seventeen year old Jing Ming was at a loss and blushed.

Elder sister Han and you Rongyan said with a smile: "in addition to the living room, this state guest suite has four bedrooms, five balconies, three bathrooms, a study, a dining room, and a small conference room. Usually, it only serves senior foreign guests, provincial and central leaders. This time, Yang Rui was able to bring it out because of his strong technology. As soon as he told the foreign company, they opened a room and gave it to us. Moreover, they gave us all the money for the room. "