Chapter 287 "Factory Director Qin Accidentally Enters Mawangdui" This is practically something she's seen before...
The demand for wool felt materials far exceeded the supply, forcing Feiyan No. 2 Factory to work overtime and desperately try to keep production running. This was a scene that Feiyan No. 2 Factory had never encountered in many years.
We used to receive orders from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and foreign trade orders from Eastern Europe, which only required higher quality, not "working overtime".
It's impossible to finish... it's simply impossible to finish...
"My bonus this month is going to double!"
"I'm so tired, it's so hard, I never want to see wool again."
"Everyone, hang in there a little longer! This month's outstanding workers will be rewarded with TV tickets!"
"Save up the prize money to buy a TV..."
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The factory's wool reserves were being rapidly depleted, and the Northwest Wool Mill was constantly sending more wool over. Qin Xiangxiang was speechless, thinking: If this continues, we'll soon become a wool factory ourselves.
Meng Qiaoyun: "Our workers are now quite experienced in dyeing wool. I think it's a bit of a waste to just use it for making wool felt."
Qin Xiangxiang felt the same way. She felt that she had been taken advantage of. It turned out that their factory was constantly helping to process wool scraps. Although they made a lot of money, they were losing money!
She immediately called Director Zhao of the Northwest Wool Textile Factory: "Director Zhao, shouldn't your factory also send over a batch of good wool?"
Qin Xiangxiang is starting to take advantage of people's generosity. Here you go.
"Good, good, Director Qin, send over another batch of premium wool next time." Director Zhao was overjoyed. With such a large profit coming from their factory's wool scraps, the workers' welfare could be improved significantly.
"Gu Zhihuai, who came from your factory, is really amazing. He said that a single broadcast could have such a huge impact!"
"I heard that this guy was discovered thanks to you, Director Qin; otherwise, he would still be selling herbal tea on the roadside!"
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Talking about these things is really boring. Qin Xiangxiang felt like she had no will to live. The bustling scene at Feiyan No. 2 Factory reminded her of when Feiyan Textile Factory received a million T-shirts from Xianyu.
The sewing machine is practically sparking.
Overtime, overtime, overtime...
Can't the textile factory she leads, who's practically a couch potato, be less driven? Can't everyone be a little more normal, working six to eight hours a day and leaving on time?
When Qin Xiangxiang got home, she kicked the man in the butt in annoyance:
"Look, this situation is all caused by you, Lazy Sheep."
With his back to her, Li Jianzhi rubbed his buttocks and warned, "I'm cooking a duck, or I'll stuff its buttocks into the bottom of your bowl."
"You wouldn't, you love me the most!" Qin Xiangxiang said, feeling pampered and fearless. She wasn't afraid of being threatened by a paper tiger. "If you dare to put a duck's butt in my bowl, I'll have Little Fatty cook you ten big lard dumplings, the kind with pig hair still on, and watch you eat them."
"The most poisonous heart is that of a woman."
Qin Xiangxiang: "I'm the one who's been ruined by you. Your Lazy Sheep made me lazy, and now I'm working overtime every day at the factory, and wool is everywhere."
"What does this have to do with me? It's all because... you, Qin Xiangxiang, are a person who does great things. Even the smallest thing becomes a big deal when it comes into your hands."
Qin Xiangxiang sighed, "Is it because I'm too lazy? I've let a minor illness turn into a major one."
"Wife, would you like some duck wings?"
"Quick, quick—hide the duck wings for me, and the duck feet are mine too."
Who cares about the consequences, let's eat first.
Lin Xiuqin, a student at East China Textile University, glanced at the newspapers in the library and sighed silently.
Qin Xiangxiang, she's in the newspaper again...
Previously, people praised Director Qin's reform path, saying things like inheriting industrial heritage, being full of humanistic care, and taking old machines from the Republic of China era out to be photographed as cultural relics... Now it's all about the fun of felting wool, and a broadcast has sparked a wool craze.
Lin Xiuqin felt anxious.
"Qin Xiangxiang has too much energy... Is she never going to stop? She goes to school, manages two textile factories, and still manages to cause so much trouble."
Lin Xiuqin felt a strong sense of suffocation. On the one hand, she felt she should learn the basic textile knowledge of this era at school, and on the other hand, she felt she should seize the spring breeze of reform...
In this era, ordinary people seem to have many opportunities, such as setting up a street stall or selling food. Selling food, in particular, sounds simple, but it is not simple at all.
Selling snacks is a physically demanding job. It's tiring and hard-earned, and you can only make a few hundred or even a thousand yuan a month at most. Lin Xiuqin doesn't find it meaningful to earn this kind of money.
Especially compared to Qin Xiangxiang, who was already the general manager of a factory at the county level, featured in various newspapers, famous throughout Shanghai, and had a bunch of snack shops in front of her house...
For a college student like myself to go and sell snacks or open a restaurant is truly "self-degradation".
Just like those who went abroad in the 1980s and 1990s, they were originally elite talents in China, but they went abroad to open supermarkets, restaurants and sell dumplings. Although they improved their material conditions at the time, when they turned forty, they looked back and found that all the people who were not as good as them back then had become the leading figures in their industries. They had money and status, and were respected wherever they went, while they... were simply ashamed to face their elders back home.
Selling snacks and setting up a street stall is a dead-end job. Who knows, in two years, Qin Xiangxiang might have turned himself into a nationally renowned factory director.
"Could Qin Xiangxiang please stop being so stubborn?"
"After all these years, can't she just stop and rest? This is only the first year of reform and opening up! There will be plenty of opportunities to make money in the future."
Lin Xiuqin found running a restaurant and selling snacks tiring and embarrassing, because the social hierarchy was quite severe in this era. People looked down on self-employed individuals, thinking they had no status or position and were not respectable people. Moreover, she didn't know when she might end up in jail.
Lin Xiuqin is now a graduate of a prestigious university; there's really no need for her to do this. She wants to open a garment factory, but she lacks the resources and connections. Taking out a loan—she doesn't dare.
At this time, another way to make money was through smuggling. Many people made their first fortune through smuggling. Smuggling is rampant now, and all kinds of small electronic products and clothing from overseas are circulated to the inland areas through the southeastern coast.
"Let's wait a little longer."
"Comrade Gu, your 'Old Friends' Storytelling' program has caught the attention of the leaders of the Capital Radio Station and has been selected as an excellent program example for nationwide promotion within the national radio station system."
"Really...really?"
"The higher authorities have decided to make an exception and include you in the list of outstanding workers in the national broadcasting system."
The sensational effect of this broadcast made Gu Zhihuai stand out in the national broadcasting industry, attracting attention and praise from higher authorities. In just one year, he went from an unemployed educated youth who returned to the city to sell herbal tea to a national-level cultural role model.
Gu Zhihuai was extremely grateful to Qin Xiangxiang. He sincerely thanked her, saying, "It can be said that without Director Qin, I wouldn't be who I am today."
"Director Qin is a talent scout and a kindred spirit!"
After learning that he had been included in the list of advanced workers, Gu Zhihuai brought several bottles of wine to Feiyan No. 2 Factory and burst into tears.
While crying, she also told a story: "Factory Director Qin's Clever Battle Against Liu Manfu".
"The day Director Qin first arrived at Shangpu Textile Factory... those few casual words, to Liu Manfu, were like a bolt from the blue! Why?..."
Qin Xiangxiang: "..."
I……
Qin Xiang closed her eyes, wondering why she had ever cared about a teenage boy listening to someone talk about the Three Kingdoms.
It can only be said that life is mostly unsatisfactory.
If the story of Factory Director Qin's influence is currently limited to "staying in Shanghai," then the novel "The Appointment of Factory Director Ma" has become a nationwide sensation. This "Factory Director Ma" is a fictional factory director, but he has become a symbolic representative of the spirit of reform.
"This Factory Director Ma is amazing!"
"We need more people like Director Ma."
"There's a Factory Director Ma in the north, and a Factory Director Qin in Shanghai! They're both equally formidable!"
"...This so-called Director Qin has the nerve to compare himself to Director Ma, who represents reform?"
"You mean Director Qin? This Director Qin is quite remarkable. In the early 1970s, he single-handedly founded the Feiyan Textile Factory. You know Mawangdui, right? He also participated in the restoration of national treasures. In the past few years, he led the Feiyan Textile Factory to win countless foreign trade orders, becoming a pioneer enterprise in national foreign exchange earnings... Have you seen the movie 'The Blue Sea and the Silver Shuttle'? That's a true portrayal of Director Qin. Back then, during typhoons, Director Qin was in charge of commanding everything to fight against natural disasters..."
"And the nationally renowned top scholar's coat? Do you know how it came about? It's also related to this Factory Director Qin."
"Director Qin is a big celebrity in Shanghai. Anyone who listens to the radio knows him... Speaking of which, there's an interesting story behind this broadcast. Originally, it was just their factory's internal broadcast, but it caused a sensation."
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"Why isn't anyone writing novels for Factory Director Qin? Where have all the writers gone? They should write novels for Factory Director Qin!"
"We have Director Ma in the north, so we absolutely need Director Qin in the south!"
"Factory Director Qin is a must!"
As the story of "Director Ma's Appointment" became popular throughout the country, many people familiar with the story of Director Qin felt that a novel should also be written for "Director Qin".
Thus, in this era of popular handwritten copies, various handwritten novels by unknown authors suddenly emerged:
Factory Director Qin's Factory Management Diary
Factory Director Qin Mistakenly Enters Mawangdui
Factory Director Qin and the Canton Fair
Factory Manager Qin Sells Wool
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Qin Xiangxiang, who once secretly read the novel "A Pair of Embroidered Shoes" in the office, thought it was the most terrifying handwritten novel she had ever read. Even now, there are more handwritten novels on her desk.
It turns out that the most terrifying thing in the world is not "Factory Director Qin outwits Liu Manfu", but "Factory Director Qin accidentally enters Mawangdui".
The authors of handwritten novels in that era were particularly unconventional. Since they didn't sign their names, and the handwritten novels were originally written for educated youth, they were spread out one by one through handwritten copies.
This is the true form of raising venomous insects.
If it's well-written, people will copy it and spread it. In the end, the one that spreads the most widely is definitely the one that's most interesting.
Many people deliberately write sensational stories, such as "Factory Director Qin's Mistaken Entry into Mawangdui," which depicts a thousand-year-old incorruptible female corpse gazing at Factory Director Qin across time and space.
Factory Director Qin had a dream in which a beautiful woman appeared to the tune of music and led her to a paradise-like place, where she learned about Han Dynasty textiles...
However, when she opened her eyes, she found herself asleep near the thousand-year-old female corpse.
Qin Xiangxiang's hand trembled: "..."
This was simply the most terrifying novel she had ever read.
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