Chapter 53
The upright broadcasting voice carried the news of the formal establishment of the special economic zone into the residential alleys and blew into the ears of many people like the wind.
For those who want to flee, whether to go or stay, the weights on both ends of the scale in their hearts have quietly changed.
Many years later, recalling that year and that month, a provincial leader recalled with emotion: After the regulations were announced, the shadowy figures hiding behind rocks in the mountains and lying in ambush on the coast preparing to escape unexpectedly decreased a lot, as if they had completely disappeared.
Everything seems to be thriving.
"Move the sign a little bit to the left, that's it, just right!"
Under the scorching sun, Chen Lanjun covered her brow with her hands and directed Zhao Hong to adjust the position of the instant noodle factory.
After the sign of "Sister's Instant Noodles" was hung up, Chen Lanjun immediately put her hands down and covered her ears: "Okay, that's it."
Ah Jing shouted happily: "Let's set off firecrackers!"
A stick of incense lit the fuse of a big red firecracker, which made a crackling sound and exploded all over the garden with red flowers. The white smoke with a sulfur smell was filled with red paper scraps flying everywhere.
My sister’s instant noodle factory is officially established.
Thanks to the Special Administrative Region Regulations, Chen Lanjun's procedures were completed extremely smoothly.
Early in the morning, she took all the documents and rode her bicycle to the temporary office building. She had originally planned to make two or three trips, but after checking the documents, the staff processed all the licenses for her on the spot, which was so quick that Chen Lanjun found it incredible.
"Comrade, should I come again tomorrow?"
"Everything has been done. You don't have to make another trip. Good luck with your business." The female staff member who processed the license said with a smile.
When Chen Lanjun stepped out of the door, she was a little emotional. It really deserves to be a special zone, look at the speed.
As the new policy was extremely favorable, Chen Lanjun's instant noodle factory was also expanded accordingly. Just kidding, the first three years of opening were tax-free, and as for the factory rent, given the conditions in Nanfeng Village, the monthly rent per square meter was less than one yuan.
Standing in front of the factory building of about 200 square meters, Chen Lanjun felt a little emotional. She is really worthy of being called such a person. She said there should be a factory and now it has been built.
Chen Fengjun turned around and saw her sister with a proud look on her face. She thought she was very cute and reached out to poke Chen Lanjun's face.
"You look like a little girl meeting her lover." Chen Fengjun teased.
Ah Jing muttered, "If I really meet my lover, it may not be like this. Before..."
Chen Lanjun glared at her, and Ah Jing immediately shrank her neck like a quail, and said, "Okay, okay, the fun is over, I should go back to Wutong Restaurant to keep an eye on it."
Having said that, he immediately hurried back. Now that the factory has just opened, Chen Lanjun will definitely spend more time here, so she entrusted Ajing with full management of Wutong Restaurant.
Chen Fengjun was curious: "What did she just say?"
"Nothing." Chen Lanjun smiled, pretended not to understand, and turned to look at the people around her.
There were a lot of people watching the fun around, and there was even one person with a camera hanging around his neck!
Where does this person come from? There is no newspaper news agency in the local area yet.
Chen Lanjun thought to herself and looked at the camera guy twice.
The camera guy seemed to notice it, walked up and introduced himself: "Hello, are you the owner of this factory? I'm a reporter from the Hong Kong Shih Hsin News. I heard that a Hong Kong-funded factory is going to open here, so I came here to take a look."
You know what, this Hong Kong reporter really runs very fast.
Chen Lanjun realized that indeed, the SAR had no newspapers these days, but there was no shortage of reporters, all of whom came from Hong Kong to see if there was any big news. If there was no big news, small news would be fine.
The Special Administrative Region Ordinance that attracted worldwide attention was announced just a few days ago, so it is not surprising that there were reporters from Hong Kong here.
Chen Lanjun's eyes rolled around, and she wondered if she could get a piece of space big enough to advertise her own factory.
She smiled and said, "So you are a reporter. What is your name?"
"Everyone calls me Abao."
"Abao, hello, this is my sister, Afeng." Chen Lanjun gently pushed Chen Fengjun forward and said, "She is the big boss of this factory and is also from Hong Kong. I think she is one of the earliest Hong Kong businessmen to return to the mainland to invest. This is very newsworthy."
Chen Fengjun was a little confused, and Chen Lanjun winked at her and mouthed "advertisement". Chen Fengjun immediately understood and cooperated with her sister: "Yes, I am the boss, do you need an interview? I can cooperate, or I can take you on a tour?"
Reporter Abao was surprised that the sisters were so enthusiastic and said, "Oh, that's great. You two are both pretty girls and look great in photos. Can I take a photo of you at the factory sign? I can use it as an illustration later."
"Sure." said Chen Lanjun.
She took her sister's hand, walked to the sign, and smiled faintly: "Is this angle okay?"
Ah Bao looked through the shutter of his camera and saw two high-spirited women with the sun shining on their hair. They were just as pretty as TVB actresses. He immediately said, "Okay, okay, that's it."
"Three, two, one..."
After taking the photos, Chen Lanjun asked Chen Fengjun to take the reporters to visit the factory.
She gave Zhao Hong some instructions, asking him to pay more attention to things, and then she turned around and went into the general manager's office.
He first opened the locked drawer, counted a few Hong Kong dollars, put the money into the red red envelope, picked up a pen and wrote the words "Sister Brand Instant Noodle Factory" on the outside. After thinking for a while, he stuffed a business card of the factory into the bag.
She intended to use this profit as travel expenses for the reporter, so as to increase the chance of getting published. She had heard of that news agency before her rebirth, and it had influence, it was not a fake newspaper, if the company's name could appear in the newspaper, it would be like a free advertisement.
Thinking of this, Chen Lanjun remembered that it would be best to send a copy of the article and photos to the former reporter from Guangzhou.
She took out a pen and paper, thought for a moment, and quickly wrote a draft that introduced the Sister Brand Instant Noodle Factory and told the story of a successful female entrepreneur who fled to Hong Kong and started from scratch and returned to the mainland to invest.
Then he quickly got up and went to look for the Hong Kong reporter named Abao with a press release and a red envelope.
"Excuse me, can I ask you for a favor?" Chen Lanjun asked, "Can you print out a copy of the photo we took at the factory gate just now for me?"
"No problem, but I can't wash it here. How about I wait until I get back to Hong Kong to wash it and then ask someone to bring it to you?" Abao agreed immediately.
But it seemed that this would take too long. Chen Lanjun thought about it and suggested, "There is a photo studio in the city. Can you develop a copy there? I'll pay for it."
As she spoke, she stuffed the red envelope into Ah Bao's hand and said, "It's hard for you to come out to report news on this hot summer day. This is a small token of my appreciation. Please don't think it's too little to refuse."
"Oh, how can I be so embarrassed." Ah Bao took the red envelope and said with a smile, "Then I will help you develop a copy of the photo first."
Chen Lanjun rode a bicycle and took Abao to the city.
As they were almost in the city, the old ladies on the street cast strange looks at a little girl riding a bicycle with a young man.
"Well, how about I give you a ride?" Abao said weakly in the back seat.
"We'll be there soon," Chen Lanjun just comforted her but did not agree.
She is not used to being driven by others and prefers to hold the steering wheel in her own hands. Except...
Chen Lanjun shook her head, driving the sunset that day and the tall figure out of her mind.
There is only one photo studio in Pengcheng City. I have to wait for a while to develop the photos.
Chen Lanjun took the photo and looked at it carefully, then said with a smile: "As expected of a great reporter from Hong Kong, this photo is really well taken."
Ah Bao chuckled: "That's because you guys are photogenic. You're in such a hurry to get the photo, are you going to send it to your sweetheart?"
"There is no such thing as a sweetheart." Chen Lanjun put the photo away. "I have an acquaintance who works at a newspaper in Suicheng. She wants to be a correspondent. Send it to her and see if it can be useful."
The owner of the photo shop glanced at the clock and reminded: "Hurry up if you want to go to the post office, it will be closed soon."
"Thank you. I'll be right there."
The post office is not far away, or rather, there are only a few streets in the main urban area of Pengcheng City, so it can be reached quickly.
A Bao went with Chen Lanjun to see the post office, saying that he had never seen a post office in the mainland and wanted to see the world.
Still the same green color, Chen Lanjun politely said to the post office staff: "Comrade, I want to send a registered letter."
"Okay, make sure to specify the sender and recipient's name and address."
Chen Lanjun picked up the pen and started writing.
The post office clerk took a quick look and asked in confusion, "Your name is Chen Lanjun. It sounds familiar."
He thought about it and suddenly realized: "Wait a minute, it seems that I received a telegram from you today. Is it Chen Lanjun from Nanfeng Village?"
"Yes, it's me."
Chen Lanjun had a vague premonition that her family would not send a telegram unless it was something serious.
Calculating the date, if I send a telegram at this time...
The post office clerk slapped the table excitedly and ran to look for the information: "Wait a minute, I'll find it for you."
He took out a telegram and handed it over with a smile: "Congratulations."
The telegram had a few large characters written on it, which said: "The university acceptance letter has arrived, please return home immediately."
Although she had a premonition, when Chen Lanjun actually saw these words, her mind went blank for a moment.
"I...I passed the exam?"
The post office clerk smiled and said, "Yes, that's very clear! It's a college acceptance letter. What a great girl!"
His voice attracted the attention of everyone else in the post office.
College students in 1980 were as rare as pandas. This year, Pengcheng City received only three college admission letters.
These strangers also laughed and congratulated her: "What a great girl!"
"This is really a great honor to our family."
"It would be great if it was my daughter. I really envy her parents."
Chen Lanjun read the telegram twice and slowly smiled.
Abao had already opened the lens cap and pressed the shutter button to capture this joyful moment on the film.
"Ms. Chen, congratulations." Abao said with a smile.
"Thank you," Chen Lanjun came back to her senses and thanked everyone who congratulated her one by one with a faint smile on her face.
A year of hard study has finally paid off, and the regrets I had at the beginning have finally been offset by this piece of news.
There was no excitement as imagined, but instead a kind of calmness of "Ah, as expected", and a sense of solidity that everything has settled.
Chen Lanjun lowered her eyes, put the telegram into her pocket, and thought: This is probably what they call "If you keep thinking about it, it will eventually come true"?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
