Of course, this wasn't something Lin Chuchu heard; it was just how it was in her memories from her previous life.
At that time, China emphasized learning from foreign countries and hoped to attract foreign investment, striving to do everything to the best of its ability.
At that time, the connection between the two places was by train, and many people would take the train in the middle of the night, and for those who lived far away, it would take several days.
When I got off the train, I wanted to buy something to eat, but none of the shops were open. Many people reported the situation to higher authorities, which led to the proposal for a trial operation of a private railway department.
After consulting with various parties, it was decided that a trial operation would be conducted in the Haishiguang area of Beijing next year.
"I never thought our country would take this step."
Mu Chen felt a surge of emotion.
Lin Chuchu nodded.
The overseas study exchange program ended after a month, and Lin Chuchu finally got rid of two big troubles.
During this period, even the translation department's work was postponed whenever possible.
The school gave them a special holiday, and Lin Chuchu hadn't had a quiet chance to explore the capital for a long time.
As she walked home from school, the faces of the people on the street radiated determination and drive, as if nothing could stop them from moving forward.
Lin Chuchu really likes this kind of Chinese person, and she also likes China as it is now.
Even though it is not powerful, not wealthy, and even lags behind other countries in many fields, it still loves its motherland and wants to dedicate everything to the country.
Lin Chuchu held the gifts John had given her: a box of chocolates and a lipstick.
She didn't want it, but the school leaders kept persuading her.
Alright, let's take it home to Brother Mu Chen's child.
As for the lipstick, I'll give it to Mu's mother.
With winter break approaching, my salary has increased to 66 yuan this year. With translation work, I earn about 500 yuan a month.
Mu Chen's total salary is not as high as mine. They don't have to rent a place, so they earn quite a bit every month and have saved up 6,000 yuan.
During the Chinese New Year, Brother Mu Chen returned home, and at the dinner table, he mentioned that he wanted to resign.
He's getting older and can't participate in many tasks anymore. A few days ago, his superior told him that they wanted him to transfer to civilian work, preferably to Beijing.
The eldest brother was adamant, but the grandfather disagreed and, unusually, lost his temper for the first time.
"Do you know how many people want to be civil servants? You've been in the army for over ten years, what can you do after you get out? Go work in a factory like everyone else?"
"Your brother will be a police officer in the future, and where he goes from here is up to him."
"You have the opportunity to stay within the system, why don't you stay?"
"Let me tell you, I disagree."
Grandpa asked Mu's father to persuade his older brother to listen to him and stay in the position the army had given him.
The older brother stretched out his neck and refused to agree no matter what.
"Grandpa, I'm injured. The army wants me to go to the logistics department to retire, but I don't want to."
The older brother said with a choked voice, "I'm over thirty years old this year. I've been in the army for more than ten years. I'm reluctant to leave, but I don't want to be a burden to the army."
Upon hearing this, Grandma suddenly dropped her chopsticks and rushed to her eldest brother's side.
"Where are you hurt? Huh? You brat, why didn't you tell your family?"
Grandma's face was covered in tears, and Grandpa's eyes were filled with heartache and guilt.
"Was it an injury sustained during your time in the countryside?"
Grandpa said in a trembling voice.
The eldest brother remained silent, and Mu Chen remained silent, not daring to look up at his grandparents' faces.
Even my parents are like that.
Lin Chuchu and her elder brother's son didn't dare to speak either.
Grandpa pointed at a group of people, "You...you all knew, didn't you? You were the only one who kept it from me?"
Yes, they all know that the eldest brother's decision to step down was discussed with his parents and Mu's parents.
"Fine, fine, I don't care about you anymore, do whatever you want."
After saying that, he threw down his chopsticks and went back to his study.
In the middle of the night, Mu Chen, Lin Chuchu, and another person were chatting in the courtyard.
"Brother, what are you planning to do? What are your plans?"
Mu Chen asked.
The older brother's smile held a hint of helplessness. "What else can I do? Find a job. If all else fails, I'll go work as a bricklayer on a construction site."
He has no formal education, only finishing junior high school. Now, in places that require technical skills and education, it's really difficult for him to find a job.
Mu Chen and Lin Chuchu exchanged a glance, and Lin Chuchu spoke up, "Big brother, do you know how to drive?"
"Yes, I can drive. I've driven those big trucks in the army."
The older brother looked over suspiciously, "Chu Chu is thinking..."
"Next year, the policy will be relaxed, and private trading will be allowed to resume little by little. There will be a need to transport goods everywhere. Have you considered buying a car?"
"If you can get a fleet certificate, you can set up your own fleet. Running a private freight business is risky. If you can get a license from the military, you'll be a legitimate freight company."
"Will you still have to worry about business then?"
Lin Chuchu and Mu Chen discussed this matter and felt that it was most suitable for their eldest brother to do it.
“Yes, brother, if you can build a team and have more people, no one will dare to steal your things. When you become famous and individual business is allowed, you can even set up a company.”
Mu Chen agreed, after all, Lin Chuchu had already made it very clear to him.
The older brother's eyes lit up instantly, and he stubbed out his cigarette. "Okay, I'll go ask our leader if we can register the convoy with the military. After all, it's about solving the re-employment problem for veterans."
When his boss received the call, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "You're a smart guy. Wait for the news. I feel like it'll work out."
He was also reluctant to part with this subordinate. If his health allowed, he would never have let him go. If this convoy could be completed, it would solve the transportation problem between the various units, since not everything can be transported under the military's name.
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