Chapter 57
"Chief, you're looking for me!" Lu Qin smoothed down his hair that was messed up by the wind, and put the half-eaten plum in his pocket.
The handsome young man who appeared in front of Section Chief Zhao looked like he had just returned from a journey.
Section Chief Zhao looked him up and down, turned his head and coughed, "Everything is done."
Lu Qin smiled generously, "It's done. The photos will be available tomorrow. This is all thanks to the previous comrade who established a good relationship with the photo studio."
Although their time together was brief, Section Chief Zhao realized that this guy was truly good at speaking well. He closed the cap on his pen and said, "Well, put other things aside for now and try to finish the poster. I remember you can draw, right?"
Lu Qin thought, "Yes, I know some of the simple ones."
Section Chief Zhao received his reply, "Today is the 23rd. We are promoting Konu and working hard to catch up with the publicity and evaluation activities at the end of the month. If you have any questions, you can ask the other staff members. Also."
Section Chief Zhao stared at the half-hair dangling from his head. "No need to rush. Fine work is the result of meticulous work."
Lu Qin was a little confused by the latter part of the sentence, and it took him a while to react. "Okay."
But he didn't leave immediately.
Seeing that he didn't leave, Section Chief Zhao was puzzled and asked, "Any other questions?"
"Secretary Liu and I are responsible for the content of the propaganda newspaper," he reminded intentionally.
"You two should discuss it." Section Chief Zhao thought to himself, it's just the same things, there's nothing new to come up with.
"Okay." Lu Qin agreed.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he noticed that there was no water in the other person's cup, so he added half a cup.
When their eyes met, the young man was the first to smile frankly.
The sound of water splashing was heard, followed by a few short wisps of smoke rising up. The young man's fingertips holding the handle of the thermos looked particularly slender and white.
Section Chief Zhao's eyes flashed, and the person who poured the tea tiptoed away. He took out the form for the food factory representative conference that was hidden under the documents.
Secretary Liu must have gone out for something. Lu Qin sat back in his seat, leaning forward. His curled eyelashes looked particularly long. "Hey, Comrade Xu, I have something to ask you."
Xu Youzhi had noticed it long before he came back. He turned a page and then stopped, "You say."
"Have you submitted a manuscript?" His beautiful eyes stared at him, full of curiosity.
Xu Youzhi was surprised. "I submitted my manuscript twice when I was in high school. I successfully received a few dollars in royalties once, and the other time it was rejected. Comrade Lu, are you going to submit your manuscript?"
Lu Qin had already found the things he needed for the promotional newspaper and didn't hide it from him, "I'm considering it. I want to give it a try."
After all, we have so many photos and materials, it would be a waste not to use them.
"I see. Comrade Lu, if you want to submit, the city's newspapers and periodicals are simpler than those in the provincial capital, but the manuscript fees are also relatively low. You can try them all, but Comrade Lu, before you submit your manuscript."
He considered the language for a moment. "Take a look at what others have written to avoid making mistakes. If you don't understand something, you can ask me again."
Although the environment has improved a lot in the past two years, some things are still untouchable.
Lu Qin raised his head. Suddenly, he felt that Comrade Xu was not just kindhearted. He took the initiative to invite him, "Okay, I'm going to make a promotional newspaper this afternoon. Do you want to come with me?"
Xu Youzhi thought about his mission and said, "Later, I'll come find you later."
Without flipping through the materials, Lu Qin took the food container in his hand and knocked on it, "Let's go, Comrade Xu, let's go eat."
The materials used for enamel cups of this era are very solid, and they make a twanging sound when knocked.
He was working one second and eating the next. His movements were so quick that Xu Youzhi probably didn't react even after being with him for such a long time.
His eyes were fixed on the two large peonies on Comrade Lu's enamel cup. The person opposite him had already stood up and urged him, "Go, if you're late there will be no meat."
In the afternoon, Lu Qin took a box of short chalks and a homemade ruler, and brought a small stool, preparing to go out with Secretary Liu to draw a propaganda newspaper.
The propaganda poster was near the door, on a long rectangular wall painted with white putty, but it looked gray after being weathered by wind and rain. In the middle was a black board with some words clear and some blurred. Outside the wall were several big trees.
This is the result of the hard work of the Propaganda Department.
Secretary Liu put down his things and rubbed them with his hands. "I don't know which naughty boy came here and made the words blurry."
There are always some guys in the factory who like to hang out and wander around, rubbing here and there, just like the tree outside the Propaganda Department, many of its leaves have been plucked.
Lu Qin stood a little further away, squinting his eyes to look at the writing on the blackboard. The handwriting was ordinary, but neat.
The slogans on it are nothing more than "Develop production, ensure supply" and "Grasp ideology, promote production".
A whole board was covered in words, roughly describing how the factory should adhere to correct thinking, what goals we should achieve, and to what degree...
Lu Qin probably wrote down the content. He picked up the rag next to him, but before he started, he asked, "Sister, can I wipe this?"
To avoid making mistakes, he was relatively cautious.
"Wipe it off, it's okay."
Lu Qin raised his hand, and the height was already higher than the top of the blackboard.
Since he could wipe it, he finished it in a few strokes.
After thinking about it, he started writing.
But he said: "Sister, if there is anything inappropriate next, please tell me, you know more about this than me."
Secretary Liu was originally embarrassed because he was idle, but when these words came out, he suddenly felt that the task on his shoulders had become much heavier.
But she still confirmed with him, "You really don't need my help."
"No, sister, please sit down first."
And she finally knew what the small stool Comrade Lu was holding was for.
She couldn't stand for a while and sat down on a stool. Looking at the young man's busy back, she thought that even her daughter was not so considerate.
The big tree by the wall rustled, and its tender green leaves reflected the light, casting two or three active shadows on the blackboard. A young man in a white shirt and black trousers stood upright, his hands moving quickly.
It was not yet time to get off work, and apart from a few workers who were out doing business, they would occasionally notice this place and their eyes would linger on the young man's back.
But after knowing what was going on, he glanced at it and then looked away. It was mainly stuff from the Propaganda Department, which was nothing new. After looking at it over and over again, it was all the same. He could even memorize the slogans and propaganda slogans.
Secretary Liu yawned, took out the notebook he brought from the office and opened it, "Comrade Xiao Lu, tell me something."
"good."
It took nearly three hours for Lu Qin to finish painting.
Secretary Liu noticed a dark shadow in front of her eyes. She raised her head and put away the materials. "I'm done."
"Yes, sister, take a look."
"No," Secretary Liu looked over at him and was about to say no, but suddenly stopped.
Actually, not everyone in the factory has a high level of knowledge, and given the recent environment, no one likes to read fancy stuff. Honestly, the propaganda department's newspapers are just for fulfilling their mission, and if there's an opportunity, they can show it to the leadership.
Therefore, this is the first time that such a vivid propaganda newspaper can be understood at a glance.
"How about it? Does it need any more revisions?" Lu Qin patted the chalk dust off his hands.
However, Officer Liu saw a few familiar portraits and said, "These portraits of workers are from the packaging room."
"That's right." Lu Qin stood back, looked at his increasingly improved painting skills, and said pertinently, "From now on, we won't have to maintain this propaganda newspaper ourselves."
Secretary Liu stared at the portrait above and was stunned for a few seconds before reacting.
I guess he is in the packing room, so he came over to guard it.
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