Chapter 80 Cigarette Factory
The next day, two jeeps drove from De County to Xiufengshan Farm.
We set out early in the morning, drove for six or seven hours, and arrived at the farm at one or two in the afternoon.
Wang Qingxi had already made all the necessary arrangements. Not only did he arrange for Gao Deshun and his wife to stay in a single room on the second floor of the field office building to rest, he also asked the kitchen to prepare healthy and nourishing lunches such as meatballs, wolfberry and red date soup.
After Zheng Qingyuan had eaten and rested, Mr. Mei came to her house in person to take her pulse.
"Previous doctors saw that you had a cough and were weak in qi, so they treated you for lung deficiency. In fact, the root of your illness is in your heart, and you need to nourish your heart and replenish your qi. In addition, you overworked when you were young, which caused you to have a cold uterus. Later, you took a lot of yin-nourishing and uterine-warming medicines at random, but the medicines were not suitable for you, and you were weak and could not be replenished. No wonder your condition is getting worse and worse."
Gao Deshun and Zheng Qingyuan were college classmates and are exactly forty years old this year. The two of them came from a rural area in the north and were sent to work in De County together. They have been lovingly together for so many years, but have no children.
Zheng Qingyuan felt sorry for Gao Deshun, so she started seeing a doctor and taking medicine as soon as she turned 30. I don’t know how many doctors I saw or how many folk remedies I took, but my stomach didn’t feel any pain and my body was getting weaker and weaker.
Gao Deshun thought what Mr. Mei said was right, and he was anxious but with a hint of hope: "Mr. Mei, can my wife's disease... be cured?"
Mei Yudong glared at him and said, "Of course I can cure it! The patient didn't have a serious problem originally, but was completely delayed. My Mei family's ancestral ointment formula mainly treats heart disease. It nourishes the heart first and then warms the uterus. Follow my instructions, take the medicine seriously, and take care of it slowly. After a year, you will be able to go to work normally, and maybe even give birth to a big fat boy."
When Gao Deshun heard this, he was so excited that his eyes turned red. He held Mei Yudong's hand tightly and thanked him repeatedly.
Hearing the beautiful blueprint described by Mr. Mei, Zheng Qingyuan burst into tears.
Mei Yudong sternly lectured her: "Relax your mind and don't worry about it. Keep a relaxed and happy mood, walk around more, see the beautiful scenery, and chat. It will be good for your physical recovery.
Since you have come from far away, I will prescribe the medicine for you first. It is a paste formula that is suitable for winter. Stay on the farm for two days. I will ask my son to prepare the medicine and bring it down the mountain for you. You will come back for a follow-up visit every two weeks. ”
Gao Deshun and his wife have been seeking medical treatment for seven or eight years. Today they finally see hope and are filled with gratitude towards Xiangbei.
If he hadn't gone to his house, he wouldn't have known that Qingyuan was sick; if he didn't know that Qingyuan was sick, he naturally wouldn't have talked about Mr. Mei; if there hadn't been Mr. Mei, how could he have known that the previous directions of treatment were wrong!
After Mr. Mei left, Zheng Qingyuan took Gao Deshun's hand and said softly, "Why don't you give up your current job and just consider your own development. Don't force yourself just to treat me."
Gao Deshun stroked his wife's paper-thin shoulders, feeling extremely heartbroken.
"You followed me and suffered a lot. You were young, beautiful and talented in college. If you hadn't been assigned to the same place as me, why would you have come to a small place like De County?
I told you a long time ago that I don't mind having children or not. But you are too obsessed and force yourself to take so many bitter medicines and folk remedies. This time we will treat you seriously and take good care of you. We don’t ask for the birth of some fat boy. As long as you can recover and continue to stand on the podium as your teacher, I will be satisfied.
I can see that Xiangbei is a capable person. Although Xiufengshan Farm is poor now, with such strong leadership and a united team, its future development will be absolutely extraordinary. ”
A faint smile gradually appeared on Zheng Qingyuan's lips.
"It seems that you have a good impression of Xiangbei. From graduating from university to joining De County Cigarette Factory, you worked your way up to the position of factory director. It must have been very tiring, right?"
Gao Deshun nodded and said, "It's very tiring. I have no one to lean on, no friends around me, and no one to rely on. The feeling of being isolated and helpless is really uncomfortable. I see that Zhou Linhu and Wang Xiaoxi, who were brought by Xiangbei, are both smart people, but they all believe in Xiangbei and follow his lead.
And there is Tao Nanfeng, a 20-year-old girl who can become the head of the infrastructure department, and she is also sent to university to attend cadre training courses. With this kind of unconventional approach to selecting talents and cultivating talents with care, do you think... the farm will not develop well? ”
Zheng Qingyuan looked at her husband tenderly: "So? You also want to join this united leadership team?"
Gao Deshun nodded, not hiding his true thoughts.
"I am a little tempted. If Xiangbei opens a cigarette factory in Xiufeng Mountain, not only will the quality of the raw materials be guaranteed, but the air and water on the mountain are good, and the quality of the cigarettes produced will definitely be top-notch. If we set up a product research and development department, we can also try several different formulas, and perhaps we can really come up with something special."
Zheng Qingyuan has always supported her husband's career, so she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. Anyway, we have nothing to worry about in De County. If you come to the farm, when I get better, you can arrange for me to be a math teacher in an elementary school."
Gao Deshun stood up excitedly and walked around in circles in the dormitory.
For many years, ambitions have been slowly worn away in boring power struggles. However, Xiangbei's appearance reignited his dream.
——Create the most well-known cigarette brand in the country.
Three days later, Xiangbei and his group headed to De County Cigarette Factory again.
Tao Nanfeng was very well prepared this time. He brought a sketchbook, a tape measure and a pen, and was ready to record the architectural plan of the cigarette factory in detail under the guidance of Factory Director Gao Deshun.
Last time I wanted to visit the production workshop I was driven away. This time the factory director is leading the team so I think it should be fine.
Interviews with reporters, letters of thanks, beating of drums and gongs, wearing big red flowers... Tao Nanfeng paid no attention to such grand occasions. She and Hu Huanxin, led by the workshop team leader, carefully visited the floor plan of the tobacco factory.
The two men were squatting outside the factory taking measurements when they suddenly heard an unfriendly voice.
"Who are you two? What are you sneaking around here for?!"
Tao Nanfeng slowly raised his head and saw two twenty-year-old workers wearing blue work clothes, holding a cigarette in their mouths, shaking one leg nonchalantly, looking very carefree.
"What are you looking at? Are you afraid that others don't know that you have big eyes and a pretty face?"
"That's right, I never fall for the honey trap!"
The workshop team leader hurriedly ran forward to explain: "Brother Meng, Brother Jie, this was brought in by the factory director. He said he was doing surveying for the factory. He is not a bad person."
"Which factory manager brought it in?"
"Director Gao."
When they heard that they were the people brought by Director Gao Deshun, the two workers became even more arrogant. One of them spat the burning cigarette in his mouth onto the ground and stepped on it to crush it out.
"Gao dared to criticize me. He is not a good person. I am furious." He crossed his hands and turned his wrists, looking at Tao Nanfeng with squinted eyes, "If you want to blame someone, just blame your bad luck for running into me!"
Hu Huanxin heard something was wrong with the tone, and hurriedly stood up and stood in front of Tao Nanfeng, shouting, "What are you going to do?!"
The workshop team leader also stepped forward with a smile: "Brother Meng, Brother Meng, these two are guests from Xiufengshan Farm. They are holding an equipment donation ceremony in the office building today."
"Xiufengshan Farm? Hahahaha..." The worker called Mengge laughed wildly, "You country bumpkin dares to hang out in our tobacco factory."
Another worker called Brother Jie also said in a humorous tone: "Brother Meng, let these country bumpkins have a taste of the power of our working class!"
Meng Ge was a young man with a foolish look on his face. When instigated by his companions, he started to raise his fist.
Hu Huanxin was caught off guard and saw that the fist was as fast as a meteor and was about to hit him in the face.
In a flash, Tao Nanfeng moved.
She stood behind Hu Huanxin, grabbed his arm and moved aside, so Mengge's punch missed.
Meng Ge's eyes lit up, he steadied himself and looked at Tao Nanfeng: "Hey, girl, you are quite skilled, quite interesting."
He changed his target, stretched out his right arm and swung it towards Tao Nanfeng, making some teasing remarks.
"You look pretty good, come here and get close to me..."
Hu Huanxin knew Tao Nanfeng's skills and strength, so he couldn't help but close his eyes and silently light a candle for Mengge in his heart.
"Oh! You are really courting death."
Tao Nanfeng looked intently, and accurately grasped the densest part of the white line among the fist shadows. He clenched his right fist and went straight forward.
Her fist caught Mengge's hand in mid-air.
"Bang!"
With a dull sound, Mengge's palm suddenly stopped and could not move forward even half an inch.
"ah--"
A terrifying scream came from Mengge's throat.
The palm seemed to hit a concrete wall, with huge force surging and the metacarpal bones shattered instantly.
Brother Jie rushed forward and held Brother Meng. Looking at his limp arms and deformed hands, he turned pale with fear: "Come, help! Someone is bullying our factory workers!"
Tao Nanfeng said coldly: "It's obviously you guys who are being hooligans, how come I'm the one bullying others?"
Meng Ge gritted his teeth and stared at Tao Nanfeng: "If you have the guts, don't leave!"
After a while, five or six young workers came out of the workshop.
The workshop team leader was also frightened and stood between the two teams with his hands raised high: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, these two were sent by the factory director to do surveying, everyone calm down and don't make trouble."
“Wow…dong dong qiang…bang bang!”
There were bursts of applause coming from the direction of the office building, mixed with the sound of gongs and drums, which drowned out the noise and disputes outside the workshop.
A warm current surged up from his dantian, and Tao Nanfeng's whole body was filled with infinite power. After reading books for so long, she has been living a quiet and peaceful life, and almost forgot about her own divine power.
Tao Nanfeng pushed Hu Huanxin back and said, "Go call someone!"
He took a step forward and met the seven or eight workers who were waving iron bars and showing off their power.
There was a hint of ferocity in Meng Ge's eyes: "You dare to beat someone up in the factory? You are really courting death!"
Tao Nanfeng's voice was filled with sarcasm: "It was obviously you who threw the punch first, I just raised my hand to block it, how can that be considered a fight?"
When Brother Jie saw that there were several younger brothers standing beside him with weapons in their hands, he immediately felt confident. He grabbed an iron rod and pointed it at Tao Nanfeng from a distance.
"It was you who injured Brother Meng's hand. Brothers, don't let this damn woman go, avenge Brother Meng——"
The few workers who had been shouting wildly just now looked at Tao Nanfeng in a daze.
Tao Nanfeng has delicate eyebrows, a face as white as jade, and a slender figure. She looks intellectual and beautiful in a blue and white plaid jacket. How does she look like someone who would hit someone?
One of them hesitated and swallowed his saliva: "Jie, Brother Jie, did this woman really hurt Brother Meng?"
Another one also said: "Is it a misunderstanding?"
"A good man does not fight with a woman..."
Brother Jie was so angry at these useless subordinates that he rushed over waving the iron rod in his hand.
A shadow flashed by, Tao Nanfeng raised his foot and kicked Brother Jie into the air, causing him to hit the factory wall and slide to the ground. His eyes rolled back and he died.
Everyone was intimidated by Tao Nanfeng's bravery and remained silent for a long time.
Tao Nanfeng walked over slowly.
Everyone made way.
He walked to Brother Jie's side, bent down and picked up the iron rod. Tao Nanfeng smiled slightly, held one end with his right hand, and gently flicked it with his left hand.
“Crack!”
The iron rod, which was about two fingers in diameter, broke into two pieces.
The workshop team leader opened his mouth wide and sighed for a long time: "Is this an iron stick? Is this an iron stick yam?"
Tao Nanfeng didn't want to make too big a fuss, so he used one move to scare off the clamoring workers.
"I'm from the Infrastructure Department of Xiufengshan Farm. I've obtained the consent of Director Gao and Director Chang to come here for surveying today. Don't provoke me for no reason. Be careful not to hurt yourself."
Her eyes were cold and awe-inspiring.
"I am naturally strong. If you want to provoke me...it depends on whether you have the ability!"
Meng Ge felt a sharp pain in his left palm and cold sweat broke out on his head. He tried to steady himself and gritted his teeth and said, "Brothers, no matter how strong she is, she is only one person. Let's fight her."
Tao Nanfeng smiled and said, "Why drag so many people to their deaths? You are such a dishonest person!"
Her voice was soft, like the gurgling of a mountain stream.
The few workers who had just been waving iron bars fiercely looked at each other and did not step forward.
The two sides entered a standoff.
A gust of cold wind blew by, bringing the sound of gongs and drums from the office building, which brought an inexplicable sense of joy.
Someone was hurrying over in the distance.
"Stop! Stop! Stop making trouble—"
Gao Deshun, Xiang Bei and others ran over.
Xiang Bei had anger in his eyes. He quickly rushed to Tao Nanfeng's side and looked him up and down: "Are you okay?"
Tao Nanfeng shook his head and smiled: "I'm fine, they are the ones who are in trouble."
Xiangbei sighed softly, raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder, his tone was full of pampering: "Don't do it when you encounter problems in the future, let me do it."
Tao Nanfeng turned his wrist, smiled and said nothing.
Gao Deshun was giving a lecture over there: "Yang Meng, Meng Jie, it's you two again! I've already warned you two for your serious violation of labor discipline last time. Now you're not working in the workshop during working hours, but you're making trouble in the factory area! This is my distinguished guest, and I specially asked Team Leader Hu to accompany me to measure the floor plan of the factory area. Are you guys going to rebel?"
Meng Jie was lifted up from the wall by someone, who pressed his Ren Zhong acupoint to wake him up.
Yang Meng's metacarpal bone was broken and the pain was so severe that cold sweat dripped down his forehead. He leaned on a worker and pointed at Tao Nanfeng with all his strength, squeezing out his voice through his teeth.
"It was this damn woman who did it..."
Hearing the words "damned bitch", Xiangbei turned his head and looked at Yang Meng coldly. After a while, he asked Yang Deshun, "Is this the worker who violated disciplines and had a close relationship with the director of the Revolutionary Committee as Director Chang said?"
Yang Deshun felt deeply ashamed.
Although Yang Meng and Meng Jie were just employees of the tobacco factory and had no special relationship with him, he still felt ashamed to hear outsiders comment on them.
The sound of gongs and drums in the office building gradually died down, and the excitement ended.
Chang Gui walked over leisurely, accompanied by Zhou Linhu, Wang Xiaoxi, and reporters from De County Daily. There was a smug look on Chang Gui's face, and his voice arrived before he even showed up.
"Old Gao, don't be angry. We are now taking the path of integrating workers and peasants. Small fights are just conflicts among the people. It's okay."
Zhou Linhu dragged Xiang Bei and Tao Nanfeng aside and reported in a low voice: "Chang Gui changed his mind. He said that the account was a gift, but the secret account cannot cause the factory to suffer losses."
Wang Xiaoxi also whispered, "Reporter Huang from De County Daily is one of their people. He wrote a lot of exaggerated words, all praising Chang Gui, without increasing the factory director's contribution at all."
Xiang Bei sneered, "He is clearly asking for bribes and stealing credit."
Zhou Linhu nodded: "Yes, Chang Guishi opened his mouth and said that since we had previously agreed to buy the old equipment for 3,000 yuan, then we should use this amount to make a secret account..."
When Tao Nanfeng heard this, he couldn't help but spit in his heart: You bastard!
Just like Jiao Liang and Luo Xuan. He never considers the public interest and only thinks about gaining benefits for himself. Could it be that he was unwilling to agree to the agreement between Gao Deshun and Xiangbei before, and insisted on preventing the equipment sale? It turned out that this was the trap he had dug!
The proposal to give it to Xiangbei was exactly what he wanted.
It was ostensibly a gift, but in reality all three thousand yuan went into Chang Gui's pocket.
Everyone on the farm was furious.
We all have experienced the Jiao Liang era and hate corruption and bribery. Especially those behaviors that harm the public interests make us hate them even more.
Xiufengshan Farm was located in a remote area back then, and people like Jiao Liang embezzled public funds for personal gain. The educated youth and employees all lived a hard life, but Jiao Liang and Luo Xuan were able to save up a small treasury of more than 20,000 yuan.
People like this deserve to be shot!
After overthrowing Jiao Liang, Xiang Bei promised to lead everyone to live a good life, and he kept his promise. Everyone is united in seeking development, and what they hate most are corrupt officials like Chang Gui.
Zhou Linhu reported: "Director, when Chang Gui communicated with me privately, I agreed without thinking. What do you think?"
Xiangbei hesitated for a moment, suppressed his anger, and said softly: "Very good, let's not alert the enemy yet."
Zhou Linhu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Xiangbei's affirmation.
Wang Qingxi looked at Xiangbei expectantly: "Director, what do you have in mind?"
Xiangbei glanced at him and asked, "How did Jiao Liang fall from power back then?"
Wang Qingxi's eyes suddenly lit up and he nodded excitedly: "Okay."
Everyone understood tacitly and looked at Chang Gui who was talking to Yang Meng at the scene.
Chang Gui thought that the three thousand yuan would soon be in his pocket, so he looked at the people at Xiufengshan Farm in a more favorable light.
He frowned at Yang Meng and said unhappily, “You can’t even beat a little girl, and you still have the nerve to call for help? Alright, alright, hurry up and send these two ancestors to the infirmary for treatment, don’t embarrass yourself here.”
Yang Meng and Meng Jie dared not disobey Chang Gui's words. They glared at Tao Nanfeng viciously and turned away.
Chang Gui looked at Gao Deshun with a smile and said, "Director Gao, you are still not very popular." The implication was that these two troublemakers don't listen to you, but act well in front of me. You, the director, are not a good person in normal times.
Gao Deshun's authority as a factory director was challenged, and he felt stuck and frustrated, not knowing whether to move forward or backward.
Chang Gui said to the accompanying reporter: "Reporter Huang, you have also seen that our cigarette factory has a lot of complicated affairs. It is not enough to just show off your power as a factory director. You still have to be gentle and kind to the workers and build a deep friendship with them. Only then will they listen to you when something happens."
Gao Deshun's heart began to ache.
Xiangbei walked over and said with a smile, "Two factory managers, the donation ceremony has been held and the farm's letter of praise has been handed over to reporter Huang. Can we move the equipment now?"
Gao Deshun was about to nod, but Chang Gui interrupted him and spoke slowly in an official tone.
"Oh, Director Xiang is really impatient. After the ceremony, let's have a quick meal first. Reporter Huang has also made a lot of trouble to come here, so there are some details that need to be clarified, right?"
Reporter Huang understood what he meant: "Yes, I still have a lot of questions. Why don't we sit down and talk?"
Xiangbei realized that Chang Gui would not release the eagle until he saw the rabbit.
If you dare to do this in front of him, don't blame us for being cruel and ruthless!
Xiangbei smiled meaningfully and said to Wang Xiaoxi, "Director Wang, please book a table at Dexian Hotel and have a few drinks with the leaders of the cigarette factory and reporter Huang at noon today.
We must continue to follow the path of integrating workers and peasants! ”
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