Chapter 109
The train went southwards, and at every stop, there were more young people, carrying plastic buckets, a roll of mat on their shoulders, and a heavy green travel bag hanging from their arms. These were all migrant workers going to Pengcheng, and most of them were girls.
Only a few years after the reform and opening up, the signs of the Spring Festival travel rush have already appeared. The Spring Festival holiday is short now, and migrant workers have their holiday until the third day of the New Year. Therefore, Chen Lanjun's family happened to catch up with the crowds of migrant workers returning home, and it was very crowded.
"Are they all going to Pengcheng?" Zheng Mei asked in a low voice in Chen Lanjun's ear.
"It should be." Chen Lanjun's eyes swept across the crowd of people in the carriage, feeling a little nostalgic.
Thinking back then, she also squeezed onto a train bound for Pengcheng City with trepidation.
By now, the small electronics factory where she first worked should have been established.
Go and have a look if you get a chance.
In the evening, the train arrived at the station. Ajing, who had received the news in advance, was waiting there early in the morning.
As soon as I got out of the platform, there were two taxis waiting.
Zheng Mei and Chen Zhisheng were both shocked.
"Oh, there's a car?" Zheng Mei's eyes lit up as she stared at the car.
Chen Zhisheng murmured, "This... We are not qualified enough to ride in this car."
"Uncle, you don't need any rank to ride a car here, as long as you have money." Ah Jing smiled, opened the car door and invited them to get in.
The driver honked twice, leaned out of the window, smiled and said, "Happy New Year."
It turned out to be an acquaintance, the former cyclist Arong.
Chen Lanjun said: "Sure, we can replace our shotguns with cannons."
"It was also thanks to Sister Lan's suggestion that I found someone to jointly start a taxi company. Otherwise, I wouldn't even have a bicycle to ride now."
With the advancement of transportation construction in Pengcheng City, there are more and more buses and cars, and now there are very few bicycles at the exit.
A Jing at the side added: "Now A Rong is the manager of their taxi company."
Chen Lanjun nodded and noticed that both of them were wearing a red rope bracelet inlaid with gold beads on their wrists, which seemed to be the same style.
Look at the way the two look at each other and the smiling corners of their lips.
Chen Lanjun reacted, walked to Ah Jing and asked softly: "You and him..."
Ajing said nothing, but blushed, which in itself was an answer.
"Sister Lan, I'll explain it to you later."
After their parents settled in the rental house in the eastern suburbs, Ajing and Chen Lanjun went outside.
Flies flew around the street lights, and Ah Jing whispered to Chen Lanjun about what happened. It turned out that since she became the restaurant manager, she often dealt with Ah Rong because of attracting customers and transporting ingredients. The age difference between the two was not big, and over time, the two gradually got together.
"During the Spring Festival, he came to my house to pay New Year's greetings, and my grandma also met him." Ah Jing turned the red bracelet on her wrist, "My grandma and aunt both think he is a good person."
She raised her eyes and looked at Chen Lanjun expectantly and anxiously: "Sister Lan, what do you think?"
This girl truly treats her as her own, which is why she cares so much about her opinion.
Chen Lanjun reached out and patted her on the shoulder: "Although we haven't met much, he is a man of his word. If you like him, then we can get along."
Ah Jing nodded and smiled: "Well, I understand, Sister Lan, don't worry, I will never delay my work because of this."
After getting her approval, Ajing and Arong were no longer shy and openly told Fengjun and others that they were dating.
A group of people started to make a fuss, saying that they wanted to attend the wedding banquet earlier.
Chen Lanjun also smiled as she looked at the two people standing side by side.
At night, with the help of a lamp, Chen Lanjun leaned over the table and made a schedule: accompany her parents to look at houses, go to pay New Year's greetings to people, go to the Coca-Cola factory to discuss cooperation...
Write down the things you need to do one by one with a pen.
This is also her habit. Otherwise, there are too many things to remember.
After writing for a long time, she stretched her wrists to relax for a while.
The window was half open, and through the screen, you could see a hazy moon in the night sky.
She looked at the moon and suddenly turned the pages of her notebook. On the last page, there was a secret pocket she had pasted herself, with a photo inside - the one sent by Shao Qinghe.
It's been a long time since we last met.
Her fingertips lightly touched the photo, outlining his outline.
After a while, she turned the paper to the schedule page, stared at it for a long time, and finally sighed.
Time was too tight, there were only four days before school started, so I didn't have time to go to Hong Kong to see him.
Forget it, if love between two people is long-lasting, why does it matter if they are together day and night?
The next day, she took her parents to see the house.
The house has been roofed out and the staff said it should be ready for occupancy in March or April.
After seeing the house, Zheng Mei complained that it was a little small. Feng Jun interrupted and said, "It's not small, Mom. The bigger the city, the smaller the living space."
After hearing that it was 500 yuan per square meter, Zheng Mei immediately changed her tone: "It can actually be smaller."
The younger sister Zhujun was frankly happy and ran up and down the stairs with Xixi.
After viewing the house, Chen Lanjun carried a large bag of Lucky Foods New Year gift boxes to pay New Year's greetings to her boss, Lao Liang. If it weren't for his introduction, she wouldn't have been able to buy the house.
"I welcome you to pay New Year's greetings, but I can't accept this gift box," Lao Liang said with a smile, "My relative bought this. They said it's a very popular New Year's gift in Hong Kong now. It must be expensive."
"It's not cheap, it's made by our family," Chen Lanjun smiled, "so I just brought it here, it's not expensive."
"So this gift box is also a product of your company." Lao Liang was surprised, "It's pretty good."
"In fact, this gift package contains many foods from the mainland."
Chen Lanjun simply opened the package and took out a few candies and biscuits: "Like this, it's milk candy from Shanghai, and this is biscuits from Guangzhou... These are also to help mainland products export and earn foreign exchange."
Lao Liang nodded as he listened: "It's very meaningful."
He has always had a good impression of businessmen who care about the country, so he likes Chen Lanjun more and more.
After a pleasant chat, Chen Lanjun made a request: "I wonder if Director Liang knows anyone in Coca-Cola. We are working with the Fourth Food Factory in Suicheng to develop a high-end sports drink, and we want to learn how to package Coca-Cola in cans."
Lao Liang’s unit was mainly responsible for the commercial sector and had some dealings with the Coca-Cola factory, so he agreed to make the introduction.
When Feng Jun heard that they were going to the Coca-Cola factory, he felt a little uneasy: "Is it really possible? They are a large international company."
In comparison, their company is so small.
"It's okay." Chen Lanjun said with a smile.
Although it is a large international company, Coca-Cola is not in a good situation in China today.
Not long ago, a newspaper in Beijing specially published an article titled "Coca-Cola may not be Coca-Cola", which worried that foreign beverage brands would squeeze out the market of domestic beverage manufacturers. Then there was a red-headed document, which clearly stated that Coca-Cola could only be sold in foreign-related stores and the sales targets were foreigners or overseas Chinese in China.
Although Coke is still circulated privately, it cannot be sold openly to the Chinese people.
As a result, the Coca-Cola Company, which had just entered the Chinese market and had not yet gained popularity, completely shut down.
When Chen Lanjun and his team arrived at the Coca-Cola factory, one production line was not even turned on.
Under such circumstances, Chen Lanjun's plan to ask the Coca-Cola factory to produce beverages under its own brand was successfully concluded.
The person in charge of the other party kindly gave some advice: "This kind of packaging is expensive and is not widely accepted in the mainland now."
Chen Lanjun just smiled and said, "I just want to try the high-end packaging."
All right, since it’s not their own product anyway, the person in charge of the other party won’t say anything. A preliminary consensus was reached that once Chen Lanjun’s money and materials arrived, they could help with the filling.
Now that this important matter has been resolved, it is time to return.
My parents also decided to take a train back home to transfer their household registration to the city, settle down the furniture factory in the village, and find a school that would accept my younger sister... There were many things to do, and if everything went well, we could move in in the summer.
The train ticket is booked for tomorrow during the day, which still leaves half a day.
Chen Lanjun finally found some free time and secretly went to the post office.
There were long queues at the few telephone booths.
Half an hour later, it was finally her turn.
The magnetic hand-cranked telephone, after turning a few circles, is too difficult to answer long-distance calls.
"Hello, which number should I dial? What's the phone number? What's the name of the person answering the phone?" The operator's routine voice was full of fatigue.
Chen Lanjun explained everything one by one, then hung up the phone and waited by the side.
While I was waiting, the long-distance call center was busy making calls to find someone.
After a long time, the phone rang. Chen Lanjun picked up immediately.
"Hello, the number you gave me got through, but the person who answered the phone was a lesbian, not the person you were looking for. Do you want to continue the call?"
Lesbian? Chen Lanjun raised her eyebrows. She called Shao Qinghe's study, which was supposed to be a very private place. Could it be the maid in the villa?
The person behind urged: "Hurry up, please."
Chen Lanjun came to her senses and said to the operator, "Please connect."
After waiting for a while, I finally heard a voice coming from the microphone.
"Hello, who are you?"
It was a very pleasant female voice, soft and gentle. She sounded very well-educated, like a daughter of a wealthy family.
Chen Lanjun said politely: "Hello, I'm Alan, is Shao Qinghe here?"
"Ah, looking for Ah He..."
Hearing the word "Ah He", Chen Lanjun frowned unconsciously and held the microphone tightly.
The sound from the other end was getting smaller and smaller, with only a few words vaguely audible over the noise of "hissing".
"... Ah He... He is taking a bath..."
The noise suddenly became louder, and then there was no sound at all.
"Hello, can you hear me? Hello..."
Chen Lanjun called "Hello" several times, but there was no response. The person behind her reminded her, "Little sister, this broken phone has a terrible signal. It just doesn't work. You can't hear clearly even if you jump up and down. If you want to call again, you have to call the long-distance number again."
The man asked tentatively: "Why don't you call again? You can't find the person anyway, don't waste the phone bill."
"Well, no more fighting."
Chen Lanjun smiled faintly, put down the phone, turned and left.
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