Wan Feng didn't know that he once had a tall and majestic image in a woman's heart, but this image collapsed because of more than one hundred yuan.
After leaving the hotel, Wen Guanghua went back to the factory to look for the blueprints and prepare to start planning the manufacture of multi-axle heavy trucks.
Even if there are ready-made drawings, they still have to be created one part at a time. These parts have to be molded and cast one by one.
For such a large car, it would take at least a year just to build all these components.
This is not an easy task.
Of course, this was not Wan Feng's responsibility. He took Zhu Guoxiong to the beach and looked at the various projects being built at the port.
"This port looks quite big. I wonder how deep the water is?" Zhu Guoxiong asked casually.
"It's over ten meters deep, so ships under 10,000 tons can get in without any problem, but don't expect an aircraft carrier to get in."
Zhu Guoxiong looked melancholy: "When will we have an aircraft carrier?"
"I think it's coming soon. This year is 1993, ten years from now it will be 2003, and ten years from now it will be 2013. It won't take that long, we'll have it by 2010."
By 2013, the Varyag in the previous life had already spread all over the sea.
Zhu Guoxiong shook his head slightly: "It's difficult! We can't even build a destroyer now, how can we possibly have an aircraft carrier?"
"Grandpa! The world is moving forward. Unlike the decadent Western system, our system is flexible and adaptable, and our development speed far exceeds that of the West. In 30 years, we will reach the level of developed Western countries. Now, ten years after the reform and opening up, we have closed the gap to one-third of the level of Western countries. In another 20 years, you will see the trend of our rise."
"Xiao Wan! Every time I hear you talk about these things, I feel excited. Your confidence in the country far exceeds that of most people inside. I feel discouraged when I hear what many insiders say."
"That's perfectly normal. We still have a huge gap between us and the West. The Gulf War, in particular, has frightened some people. It's not surprising that these frightened people would say something discouraging. I suggest you stop drinking from now on."
This guy always changes his tone abruptly, which is not a good thing. He is clearly talking about one thing, but suddenly jumps to another. Isn't he worried that he might overturn if he changes his tone abruptly?
"Why do you want to quit drinking?"
"To live a long life, people with your personality usually have a strong inner fire. A strong inner fire means you have a strong life force. But alcohol contains alcohol, which is flammable and will catch fire easily. Just think about it, if your strong inner fire is doused by alcohol every day and it doesn't stay burning, it will greatly reduce the duration of the inner fire. It might even run out of fuel one day."
"You mean I'm going to be burned to death?"
"Hahaha!"
"I'll beat you to death!"
Wan Feng jumped three meters away from Zhu Guoxiong and was ready to run away.
This look made Zhu Guoxiong laugh.
"Grandpa! I'm serious. You have to live another thirty years anyway. When we talk again that day, you'll find that every word I said will come true."
"Okay! I'll listen to you. I'll quit drinking when I get back."
"You also need to participate in some physical exercise appropriately."
"Know."
Zhu Guoxiong finished what he needed to deal with and left in his own car that afternoon.
In fact, he could just leave these things to his subordinates. He came to Jiangwei in person because there were people here who could make him happier.
After Zhu Guoxiong's car left, Wan Feng walked back from Wankou alone. When passing by the technical school, he suddenly had an idea and turned into the yard of the technical school. He stopped in the middle of the yard.
It's a rare opportunity to have some free time, so I'm going to the technical school to take a look.
Compared with ordinary schools, there is no sound of reading in the technical school. It is the end of March and it is not time to open the windows. Even the sound of teachers lecturing cannot be heard. The campus seems unusually quiet, as if there is no one there.
But he knew that every one of the thirty classrooms in this technical school was full of people.
The technical school is now in its third year. In the past two years, about five to six thousand people have graduated from here and learned various skills.
More than half of these people entered various enterprises in Jiangwei, which effectively promoted the development of Jiangwei's industry. Some people found their own way out and many of them were very successful.
Jiangwei is now known as the No. 1 village in Northeast China, thanks to the efforts of these ordinary people.
After returning from Longjiang in the previous life, Wan Feng's family lived in Jiangwei until 1994 when they moved to Wulu Town and lived there for a full seven years.
Recalling everything that happened here in his previous life and looking at the current might of the general, Wan Feng was filled with emotion, as if he was dreaming.
Humans are indeed living monsters, capable of doing many things that are beyond their ability. It's a pity that their lifespan is too short.
When people are young, they don’t understand the world, don’t know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is, can’t keep their feet on the ground, and always think that the mountain is higher than the other one.
By the time you understand the world, sort out its complex relationships, find your place in it, and want to do something, you are already old and weak, and your will is there but your strength is not enough.
Isn’t this how I lived my previous life? I worked in countless professions but never found my place.
Fortunately, he was reborn in this life, which allowed him to avoid many detours.
"Hey kid, what are you standing there in a daze for?"
At some point Zhou Bingde appeared silently beside Wan Feng.
Zhou Bingde is living a very comfortable life now, mainly because he has something to do and doesn't have to worry about anything like other old people.
He already has a pension of more than 200 yuan, and Wan Feng pays him a monthly salary of 300 yuan. The annual income of more than 6,000 yuan is enough to ensure that he and his wife live a worry-free life.
As for his children, they all have their own careers. His son is the workshop director in his daughter's sock factory, and it is said that he has unclear relationships with several people.
This was probably the only thing he was worried about now. He was afraid that one day the girl would come to him pregnant and accuse his son of abandoning her.
"Think about something, Godfather! I find you seem to be getting younger and younger."
"Get lost! I'm not old anyway."
The flattery hit the horse's leg.
"Most of the first batch coming in this year are students?"
"If you add them all together, there are over 800 students. They study all kinds of subjects. This year, many students are from other places, and quite a few are from Goudong and Xiuyan."
It is not surprising that students from other places come here to study. Tengfei Technical School does not charge any fees except for meals, and there are also opportunities to enter various enterprises in Jiangwei. Of course, more and more people will come here.
Zhou Bingde and his family have moved to Jiangwei. Bai Liyun has nothing to do now, so she exchanges health tips with some elderly women in Wanxin Park every day, or goes to Nanda Mountain to climb mountains and exercise.
In fact, what they should be doing most now is square dancing. Aren’t those people in Dongshan Community dancing quite well?
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