Chapter 184

Broken heart

The next day, the oil tyrant captured from Uru was escorted directly to the mining area by the armed forces of the mining area.

Now, all trials are held in public, with prisoners being paraded through the streets in military vehicles and armed with live ammunition.

Chen Lina and her family have been staying at Leng Qi's house since yesterday and have not returned home yet.

Deng Dongya is about to arrive, so publicly trying the oil tyrants at this time is also to curb the bad habits of rampant oil theft and gangsterism in the mining area.

A strong blow can bring peace to the mining area for a while.

"Wang Sitian, let's go and watch the public trial." Nie Weimin ran in and said.

Chen Lina looked on coldly, and Liu Xiaohong ignored her and said, "What's so good about that? I'm not going."

After a while, Erdan came and said, "Liu Xiaohong, let's go and watch the trial together."

Liu Xiaohong smiled and said, "I won't go. I think you guys shouldn't go either. What's so interesting about a public trial? Aren't you going to take the exam soon? Erdan, aren't you the worst at chemistry? How about I give you some tutoring today?"

If Erdan had a desire to learn, he would not be Erdan anymore. But if he was told it was boring, he would run away.

Just as Sandan finished his meal, he wiped his mouth and got off the table and said, "Sister Xiaohong, let's go to the public trial."

"Take your sister with you, let's go together." Liu Xiaohong said.

Well, Ren Sandan still has more face. Liu Xiaohong hugged her sister, and several people ran out to watch the trial.

Anna put away all the rice bowls and asked Chen Lina, "Are you really not going to watch the public trial? There are public trials all over the country now, and this is the first time in our mining area. I'm afraid of being overwhelmed, but you're not afraid."

Chen Lina thought to herself, well, I’ve seen enough of that in my lifetime. I’m really not interested in it anymore.

However, she did encourage several children to go and see it, especially Nie Weimin and Nie Weiguo. It was a warning bell, so she encouraged them to go and experience the scene, stay vigilant at all times, and not be tied to a military vehicle in the future.

The Oilfield Middle School was about to start in the afternoon, so when she got home in the morning, Chen Lina had to find him a week's worth of clothes, pants, autumn clothes, and a pack of soap and toothpaste, a week's homework book, and the bedding had to be replaced after each wash.

When you realize something is wrong, think about it again and you will find more things wrong.

Nie Weimin changed his underwear every day and took them back to be washed once a week. However, this week, Chen Lina counted and found that one pair of his underwear was missing.

She tried to guess what was going on, but after all, this kind of thing didn't come out of her own stomach, so it was not easy to ask.

Originally, this matter should have been kept secret, but Nie Weimin is always a little unlucky.

He had just tied the quilt and was about to put it on his back when he heard Erdan howling outside, "Qian Goudan, take care of your dog. Those are my brother's underwear, why is your dog holding it in his mouth?"

He came over and patted Wei Min on the head, and said, "Not bad, boy, you have grown up."

"Mom." Nie Weimin knew that nothing could escape Chen Lina's eyes, so he wiped his tears and said, "I'm sorry."

"It's not like you haven't studied hygienics. That's normal. You're just stupid. You should either wash it yourself or burn it. Why throw it away?"

Nie Weimin blushed. Although he knew what nocturnal emission was, he was still afraid when it happened to him.

Just as he turned around and prepared to leave, Chen Lina chased after him with a fire stick and said, "Nie Weimin, you owe me interest. You know what it is. I won't whip you or hit you now because you've grown up. If I touch you again, we'll become enemies.

But you should be more sensible. You are such a face-conscious person, so don't do things like shocking the whole base with a pornographic book or a pair of underwear, okay?"

Deliberately bumping into Wang Xiaowu and teasing Liu Xiaohong, these two things flashed through Nie Weimin's mind, and he said seriously, "I will never dare to do it again."

"Whether in school or outside, I don't care what you have in mind, you are not allowed to drag Xiaohong into it. Your aunt is not more open-minded than me. If she knew, she would think that Liu Xiaohong didn't study well in school and fell in love early, which delayed her studies. I guess she would immediately let her drop out of school and find a partner for her. Do you understand?"

"clear."

"Your aunt is my enemy now. She lets Xiaohong go to school to train her to compete with you and be better than me. If she knew that you two were together, she would never let Liu Xiaohong off easily just to piss me off. If you dare to pass a note to Liu Xiaohong or hit her again, you are not destroying yourself, you are destroying her."

"I know. I never will."

No matter if he dared to do it in his heart or not, at least on the surface, he showed his loyalty very well.

However, after he left, Chen Lina quietly followed him out and stood on the new office building of Base No. 1, watching from a distance, and found that Nie Weimin was not here to catch the ride.

He walked and walked along the farm road. Gradually, he became a tiny shadow on the empty Gobi Desert.

Chen Lina, who had transformed into a detective, went downstairs. About half an hour later, she saw Nie Weimin coming back on a tractor.

The tractor was used to deliver vegetables to the mining area. The truck was full of vegetables, including large lotus roots, large eggplants, large cucumbers, and fresh bamboo shoots. He was the only one sitting on the truck. The wind had frozen his nose, turning it red.

Chen Lina thought to herself, that’s good, Liu Xiaohong is ambitious and now she ignores him.

On the train to Umayyad, the sleeper car was well heated and there were pop songs playing. A particularly melodious song was "Yesterday Again". Nowadays, people with a little culture all like to listen to this song.

Ma Xiaofang and Ma Qingqing occupied a large soft sleeper room, lying opposite each other on the lower bunk bed.

They brought a group of people, representing the negotiation team of Hongyan Ermao Factory, to Umayyi to join the inspection team from Shanghai.

"It's been a long time since the beginning of the new congress. Everyone talks about developing the economy, and the clothing economy is now the top priority. The Shanghai Garment Factory brand is well-known throughout the country. Deng Dongya came to inspect in order to give us a Shanghai Garment Factory brand. We must strive to get this brand."

The person who spoke at length was Ma Xiaofang.

"But I heard that Deng Dongya and Chen Lina were classmates in the Party School. People usually put their classmates first. Is it possible that Deng Dongya would not even see us and directly give the project to Chen Lina?" Ma Qingqing said.

Ma Xiaofang smiled and said, "Competing for projects is about ability and strategy. Friendship between classmates is thinner than paper."

I don’t know how many yellow croakers were dug up by the workers.

Ma Xiaofang later went to the bottom of the foundation and was so angry that she collapsed and sat on the ground.

Each pillar was paved with gold bricks. The gold was really used as bricks. Chen Lina took away such a huge amount of floating wealth in front of her and cheated her out of it.

Didn't she already have a lover named Chen Junyan? When she went to Beijing a while ago, she heard a piece of news that shocked her even more.

It is said that this year the autonomous region reported several candidates for the March 8th Red Flag Bearer, and Chen Lina was among them.

You know, most of the current March 8th Red Flag Bearers are over 60 years old.

If Chen Lina can really be elected, it will break the historical record.

In order to get Ma Xiaofang into the Finance Department, Chen Junyan thought of many ways and used many connections to help her.

However, the Hongyan Provincial Party Committee refused to accept her file, and her job in the Finance Department was thus ruined.

Finally, with the coordination of Chen Junyan, she was placed in the Hongyan Ermao Factory. Ma Xiaofang is now the director of the Ermao Factory.

How can a woolen textile factory be compared with the Finance Department?

Ma Xiaofang is anxious to achieve some political achievements so that she can return to officialdom.

So, this time, two woolen textile mills in two major provinces were competing for a clothing factory, so Ma Xiaofang took the initiative to ask Hongyan for help to compete for this big project.

On the other hand, Chen Lina and Hu Su ordered people to clean the two newly built large factories thoroughly, and then prepared the drawings drawn by the workers neatly. The two of them practiced many times.

The clothing designs were drawn up by Hu Su and chosen by Chen Lina herself.

Fashion develops step by step. If you raise the aesthetic standards by thirty years in one go, that’s not fashion, that’s insanity.

Therefore, the designs that Chen Lina picked out are only one or two years ahead of the current clothing in Beijing and Shanghai.

In this way, people like Deng Dongya who came from Shanghai would find it novel but not strange. Of course, they would be more accepting of it.

It was early spring, the ice and snow had just melted, and the dry grass occasionally showed a hint of green. The sun shone on the snowy field, and beneath the snow were green wheat seedlings.

The train from Shanghai also slowly drove into the Umayyad mining area.

In this car sat the Shanghai delegation headed by Deng Dongya, which included government officials and many leaders from Shanghai's clothing, woolen textile, and automobile industries.

Deng Dongya had never joined a queue before, and this was his first time in the frontier, so he felt it was particularly new.

He stared at it for a long time without blinking, and asked the office director Zhao behind him, "Isn't it said that cotton is produced in abundance in the border areas? Where is the cotton?"

Director Zhao was a sent-down youth and had planted cotton in southern Xinjiang for several years. He didn’t know how to describe it: “In this place where we are running now, when autumn comes, there are as many cotton plants as there are white clouds.”

Deng Dongya still couldn't imagine it, so Director Zhao introduced it again, saying, "Look at how much snow there is now, there are as many cotton plants as there are."

Deng Dongya still couldn't imagine it.

"Umayya is a particularly poor place. Leader, I think if we really want to find a factory in the rear, we should also consider Hongyan. The woolen textile factory in Hongyan was founded by Zuo Zongtang, and it has a much richer historical foundation." Director Zhao then said.

Because of Chen Lina's lobbying in letters, Deng Dongya described Umayee as an ideal utopian place, but in fact, their inspection team considered another better place, which was Hongyan.

Labor is cheap and wool textile factories are bigger. As for clothing factories, to be honest, as long as the products are labeled as Shanghai clothing factories, they don’t have to worry about sales.

Today's Shanghai Garment Factory is a golden brand.

So, he is considering it.

The place looked more and more desolate as we walked. I couldn't help feeling a little sad. I never thought that there were only two female classmates with me at the party school, and we would actually settle down in such a deserted place.

When the train pulled into the station, Deng Dongya's heart sank.

At this time, Director Zhao took the opportunity to persuade him, "Let's take a brief inspection. There is a half-month inspection period. We will leave in two days and inspect Hongyan carefully. What do you think, leader?"

Although Deng Dongya didn't say anything, he felt that this extremely desolate place didn't seem like a place where light industry could be developed.

All the leaders of the mining area have come to greet us.

There was a red carpet under the train and a group of people were already waiting there.

Deng Dongya became even more depressed when he saw this. You know, he is handsome, and the new leaders of Shanghai are all young and energetic. They have never seen a foreigner like Secretary Ah, who is as thin as a bean sprout but has a high nose bridge and deep eye sockets.

Hu Xuanang is better, he has the temperament of a scholar and is very dignified.

Deng Dongya was of course aware of his brilliant resume, and he even jogged a few steps when shaking hands with him.

But after all, various ethnic groups account for more than half of the population in the mining area, and the chief engineers of each base are exposed to wind and sun every day, which is really strange.

As soon as they saw the leaders from Shanghai coming, everyone rushed forward.

On the contrary, Deng Dongya didn't even see the two female classmates.

Without being able to see his female classmates, and without being able to reminisce or talk with them, what was the difference between this border trip and an ordinary boring investigation? Although Deng Dongya didn't say anything, he still felt a little disappointed in his heart.

I secretly guessed that it was because Ji Huaishan had gone too far that night, so the two female classmates looked at me with tinted glasses on.

Deng Dongya let out a long sigh. He knew very well that it would not be easy for a woman to change once she put on tinted glasses.

This mining area looked poor and desolate. For a moment, Deng Dongya wanted to return to Shanghai.

At this time, Director Zhao advised in time, "Leader, why don't we stay here tonight and go to Hongyan tomorrow? I have been to the frontier before, and I think this place will be like this in 20 years. There is really no development."

Deng Dongya hasn't said anything yet.

A manager of a Shanghai chemical company in the delegation, Su Dong, spoke up, "Leader, don't underestimate Umayyad, as the railway station is not that great. What's important is its development potential. Don't be discouraged. Let's go to the mining area and do a thorough investigation first, okay?"

The leaders of Umayyih were all rubbing their hands to welcome him. Do you think Deng Dongya can just go home like this?

Of course not, after all, in his suitcase, he also packed a pair of leggings and a pair of denim jeans for each of his two female classmates.

Although he was reluctant in his heart, he still stepped forward, smiled, and shook hands with the leaders of the mining area.

After shaking hands with Deng Dongya, Secretary Ah smiled and said, "We all say that our District Chief Hu has an imposing manner. After meeting Secretary Deng, we realized that the four words 'imposing manner' should be given to you, Secretary Deng."

However, Secretary Ah looked behind Deng Dongya again and saw a young man who came forward to shake hands with him. He was probably about 27 or 28 years old, with not very thick brows.

But he is very heroic. As for his appearance, I can’t say that he is more handsome than Deng Dongya, but his overall personality is easy-going, friendly, and like a spring breeze.

More importantly, he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a neat suit, exuding a Western style that was completely different from that of all the men in this mining area.

"Hello, comrade." said Secretary Ah.

"Hello, Secretary A, my name is Su Dong, you can just call me Little Su." The man who called himself Su Dong stepped forward and shook hands with Secretary A.

Deng Dongya patted Su Dong on the shoulder and said, "Secretary, this is my son's godfather. He has always been very interested in our mining area. So this time, he took the initiative to come and inspect, and he really wants to invest. Compared to us, it may be more important for you to treat him well."

When leaders meet, of course they have to have a meal together first.

As for Chen Lina and Hu Su, it was not their intention to avoid meeting Deng Dongya.

Chen Lina, who had just turned down the selection for the 1978 March 8th Red Flag Bearer, and who was now hurrying with Hu Suliang to pick up Deng Dongya.

Chen Lina once wanted to be a March 8th Red Flag Bearer, but compared to fame, making money is the most practical thing.

When officials from the autonomous region came to organize an election, she said nothing and rejected them in person.

Well, the classmate has been coaxed to come. Now, what she has to do is to convince him to spend money, to support the project, and to contribute to the prosperity of the mining area.