The train from Lanzhou to Pingjiang arrived at the East Railway Station on time at 14 o'clock at noon.

Jing Cuncheng stood in front of the window of the sleeper car, looking down at the platform.

More than ten years ago, he also took this road, from Bei*Beijing to Lanzhou, from Lanzhou to Xining, and then from Xining to take a three-day broken car to Deling Farm.

During this period, he stopped in Pingjiang for a short time, and the platform he saw was also what it is now, but the people on the platform were different, and the people on the train were also different.

He was standing in the sleeper car, and the young people on the platform had no big red flowers on their chests.

Jing Cuncheng looked at all the qi greedily, he wanted to know more, but he was afraid to know too much......

A small car with a license plate of the Pingjiang Municipal Party Committee attracted Jing Cuncheng's attention.

Cars are usually not allowed on the train platform, in other words, no cars are allowed to enter. The single-digit license plate of the Pingjiang Municipal Party Committee is naturally not an ordinary car, and the people it receives should not be ordinary people.

This train from Lanzhou to Pingjiang has a soft sleeper car, and Jing Cuncheng has not yet been reinstated, so he can only use the letter of introduction issued by Deling Farm to buy a ticket for the hard sleeper car. He guessed that the small car of the Pingjiang Municipal Party Committee should have come to pick up a passenger in the soft sleeper car.

Jing Cuncheng's gaze swept over, and he continued to search for a familiar figure on the platform.

"Lao Jing, get off the car, can't you lift your luggage?" The passer-by who slept on Jing Cuncheng's upper bunk took the initiative to help him take off his luggage, put it at Jing Cuncheng's feet, and said with a smile: "It's weird heavy." ”

"I'm sorry, it's all books. Jing Cuncheng hurriedly thanked him. Many of the books he brought to Deling Farm had escaped, and some were even used to light fires, but what he brought back now was specially bought and given to him by the Deling Farm department.

Although there are many rehabilitated cadres in a labor camp, it is extremely rare to find rehabilitated cadres at the deputy ministerial level.

Jing Cuncheng resigned repeatedly, but he still accepted it, he has made a lot of friends in Deling Farm for ten years, and these friends don't know how long they want to stay in Deling Farm.

"I want to do my best to take Lao Zhang out. When Jing Cuncheng left, he gave the rest of the 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 survive this winter safely.

In a trance, half of the car walked down.

Jing Cuncheng's gaze swept over the black sedan again.

The door was open, and a beautiful woman was holding her hand on the pergola, looking at the train expectantly.

On the other side of the car door, there was also a square-headed young man hesitantly looking at his feet, next to her was a gray-haired woman.

His wife!

Jing Cuncheng's body shook violently, and he didn't care about the others, so he rushed to the car with a salute.

The people who were squeezed complained about it, and Jing Cuncheng apologized and said, "My wife and children are down there." ”

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

Jing Cuncheng got out of the car while apologizing, and rushed straight to the black car.

Opposite side.

Jing Yulan's eyes suddenly filled with tears.

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

Jing Cuncheng is also mixed. Deling Farm was too far away, so he never asked his wife to bring her daughter and son over, in fact, even if her applied many times, she only came once in a few years, and it was at that time that he saw pictures of her daughter and son.

Yang Rui sat quietly in the passenger seat, so as not to disturb the reunion of Jing Cuncheng and his wife and children.

More than ten minutes later, Jing Cuncheng wiped his eyes and asked with a smile: "Who borrowed the car for you?"

"It was Yang Rui who borrowed it from the Pingjiang Municipal Party Committee. Jing Yulan restrained her mood and beckoned, and called Yang Rui up from the passenger seat.

Yang Ruiluo got out of the car, greeted him humbly, shook hands with Jing Cuncheng gently, and said, "Hello Uncle Jing, it's been the road." ”

"Hello, hello ......" Jing Cuncheng was full of emotion, and he didn't know what to say for a while, but gently patted the back of Yang Rui's hand with his left hand, all without saying anything.

"Go to the hotel pavilion first, if you have anything to say, I'll talk about it later. Yang Rui smiled gently. Judging from the current relationship between the two, he can be regarded as Jing Cuncheng's great benefactor, but this time belongs to Jing Cuncheng's family, and there is no need for him to urgently show Cuncheng.

Jing Cuncheng nodded, looked at the Shanghai brand car with only five seats, and said, "You sit in the front, and we will squeeze in the back." ”

"No, I've arranged all the hotels, you guys go first, I'll take a walk." Yang Rui smiled and sent Jing Cuncheng and others to the car, and introduced: "Master Wang is the driver of Secretary Yin of our Pingjiang Municipal Party Committee, and the car is also lent to us by Secretary Yin. ”

In the latter sentence, he was greeting Master Wang. The tsundere attributes of today's drivers are comparable to pilots after the explosion of the aviation industry, and if you are not careful, you will offend people.

Of course, Master Wang, who was instructed by Secretary Yin, was still more political, and said kindly: "Don't worry, we are most familiar with this road." Safe and comfortable delivery is guaranteed. ”

Yang Rui nodded to Jing Cuncheng again, and watched the black car with the full number plate slowly drive away.

He actually wanted to squeeze with Mr. Jing, but the time and place were not suitable.

Inside the car.

Jing's mother sat in the passenger seat, letting Jing Cuncheng sit in the middle of the back seat, with her son and daughter on both sides.

Jing Cuncheng endured and endured, so that there were no old tears, but the love was agitated.

It wasn't until the car passed the most prosperous intersection in Pingjiang City that Jing Cuncheng asked, "Master Wang, where are we going now?"

"You can just call me Xiao Wang. Let's go to the Pingjiang Hotel now. The driver held the steering wheel and spoke with a slight face.

Any restaurant with a local name on it is a first-class local standard in China. Jing Cuncheng looked in the rearview mirror and asked, "It's Xiao Yang who pays for it again? Why go to any hotel, can't you just stay at home?"

"Xiaolan and I live in the dormitory of Pingjiang Normal University, and Jingming lives in the school, which is inconvenient. Besides, if you live in the past, the neighbors will ask and ask, and I don't know what to say. Yang Rui is careful, and arranges for you to stay in Pingjiang Hotel, you will stay for two days, and when you come back from Beijing, help us move, and it is not too late to meet the neighbors. "Jing's mother is a woman who has been the wife of a deputy minister, and it is one thing to have a hard life over the years, but she has never been stingy.

Jing Cuncheng said "hmm" and stopped talking. He has not yet been officially appointed, so he needs to be cautious in what he does and says, and it is indeed not a good idea to return to the crowded dormitory.

The driver drove quietly and quickly sent the Jing family to the door of Pingjiang Hotel.

The Pingjiang Hotel occupies a very wide area, and the main building of the Soviet style is also built in a solemn and grand manner, with a few thick columns, extending the useless gate forward by more than ten meters. At this time, in front of the glass revolving door, which is rare in China, there is a long and wide red carpet, and two waiters in bright red coats look at the car with a smile on their faces, with a kind attitude.

His younger brother Jing Ming, who grew up in poverty, looked up at the Pingjiang Hotel building in front of him, and his steps were a little timid.

Jing Cuncheng also reacted at this time, and said in a low voice: "It's too expensive, I don't want to go back to live, why don't you just find a guest house?"

Jingmu smiled and said, "I told you that Yang Rui arranged it, and he said that someone would pay the bill, so you don't have to worry about it." ”

Suddenly, Sister Han wore a bright red cotton jacket, came out of the hall, greeted them with a smile, and said with a smile: "This is Brother Jingge, I am Han Yan from Tianjin Pharmaceutical No. 3 Factory, come, I'll help you with your luggage, Xiao Zhu, hurry up, help carry things." ”

She also has a follower with her.

As soon as Jing Cuncheng saw this posture, he asked, "You are also the leader of the pavilion." ”

"What leaders don't lead. Sister Han shook her hand and said with a smile: "Our third pharmaceutical factory is a small factory, and I am the director of the factory, but I will follow Yang Rui to make a living in the future, and I am your daughter's student. ”

made her gag, and the Jing family laughed.

Jing Cuncheng was even more surprised. He was in a labor camp, and the only time he saw his uncle was relatively early, and the information he got was limited, and the subsequent correspondence had to be reviewed, but he did not even mention the word Yang Rui.

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

As he walked forward, Jing Cuncheng asked, "Is Director Han familiar with Yang Rui?

"Yang Rui is amazing, your daughter taught a good student. Sister Han said with an exaggerated smile: "Now not only our third pharmaceutical factory, but also the three pharmaceutical factories in Tianjin, the two pharmaceutical factories in Hedong Province, as well as the factories in Guangdong and Guangxi, have all come to the door, and Yang Rui's technology is this." ”

She cocked her thumb and said: "Foreigners all look at Yang Rui's eyes, the foreign trade of traditional Chinese medicine is very powerful, these days, the director of foreign trade of traditional Chinese medicine takes Yang Rui to inspect the factory every day, what he says is what he says, how he should change it, he said to buy whatever machine qì buys, there is no one in the second word, our third factory also took a place, thanks to Yang Rui to help speak, I want to thank you, how many gifts to give, how many gifts people return...... Therefore, you are not polite, but if there is anything you command, give it a command. ”

Jing Cuncheng somewhat understood that Yang Rui actually held the power of life and death in many factories because of his own technical reasons.

Jing Cuncheng, who has been the vice president of China Textiles, understands very well how much power there is for a state-owned enterprise factory, such as technological rectification or technological innovation. State-owned enterprises are not like private factories, you can't buy a machine if you want to buy a machine, you can change the production line if you want to change the production line, these have to apply, to the approval of the higher authorities, the difficulty of the application is very high, no less than a comprehensive government public relations. On the other hand, if the superior department intends to add machines to the subordinate factories and improve the production line, the factory that grabs this opportunity can easily get new machines and even new production lines.

In addition, state-owned enterprises have to hand over profits every year, and in the early years, all profits had to be handed over, and not a penny could be left. And when the enterprise wants to use the money, it has to find the higher department to come down.

As a factory, it is necessary to increase the machine, improve the technology, and replace the production line, which is acceptable for three or five years, ten or eight years to be able to insist, and more than ten years down, it will be backward and eliminated. The state-owned enterprises in the 80s were not good, and many of them were delayed by the movement.

By the beginning of the 80s, reinvestment was imminent. For factories that want new equipment and new production lines, whoever has the power of technological transformation is the parent of regeneration.

The only thing that Jing Cuncheng couldn't understand was how Yang Rui obtained this power.

He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Yang Rui's skills are amazing?"

"Amazing, very powerful, I say so, his level is equivalent to the eighth-level worker of the pharmaceutical factory. Sister Han gave her thumbs up again, these days, they communicate with foreigners, using all their fingers.

Whether there are eighth-level workers in the pharmaceutical factory, Jing Cuncheng is not clear, but the eighth-level workers below China Textiles, Jing Cuncheng knows everyone and admires everyone.

When the China Textile Corporation shouted to work hard and fast, when completing the political task, many of the work was completed by high-level workers with their own technology, so to speak, the reason why some projects can be carried out, some factories can reach a certain level, all rely on one or two senior technicians, in the words of their meetings, the general manager of China Textile can be changed, senior workers can not be less.

However, the eighth-level workers were piled up with time, and Jing Cuncheng didn't believe it, but he didn't say it.

Sister Han observed the words, smiled, and asked directly: "Don't believe it, you'll know in a while." ”

Jing Cuncheng wondered, what do you think of the technology? Could it be that the hotel and the factory can't work.

A few people walked in front, and the people brought by Sister Han pushed the luggage cart and walked in the back. In 81 years, when Hedong Province just made some money, the provincial party committee ordered a lot of money to renovate the Pingjiang Hotel, and now from the reception hall to the back building, several main passages are paved with tiles, and the walls and corridors are also carved beams and paintings, embellished with exquisite murals, full of high-end feeling.

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

Jing Cuncheng and his wife were more and more surprised, and when they went up to the third floor, they were even more surprised when they found that there was only one door that said State Guest Suite.

Sister Han knocked on the door with a smile, and saw a four-meter-wide double door opening, a living room at least eighty square meters, facing south, full of sunlight, showing in front of everyone.

The smooth hardwood floor is polished, which is something that can not be seen in China in this era, the full set of Chinese furniture is simple and heavy, full of history under the embellishment of porcelain and calligraphy and painting, and the whole set of leather sofas is harmoniously placed in the center of the living room, wide and comfortable.

Televisions, refrigerators, air conditioners, these luxury appliances that are rarely seen in other places, are arranged in the four corners of the room, and they rarely play the role of tools.

Two tall waiters stood on either side of the vermilion gate, bowed slightly, and said, "Welcome."

Seventeen-year-old Jing Ming was at a loss, his face was red.

Sister Han said with a smile: "In addition to the living room, this state guest suite has four bedrooms, five balconies, three bathrooms, a study and a dining room, and a small conference room. This time I was able to take it out, because Yang Rui's technology was amazing, as soon as he told the foreign company, they opened the room and gave it to us, and they also gave the house money. ”