Siheyuan: Heavy Industry Revitalizes the Country

At this time, Luoyi was not as good as even the small county towns in the 18th tier in later generations.

The tallest building is only a four or five-story brick house.

Most of them are two-story brick buildings, which look quite old.

The roads we walked on were all two-lane roads with trees planted on both sides.

However, it was already late autumn and early winter, and everything looked bleak, with the ground covered with yellow fallen leaves.

Like Beijing, there are very few motor vehicles on the road, but more bicycles.

Maybe it’s not yet time to get off work, so there aren’t many pedestrians.

Soon, the vehicle arrived at the First Tractor Factory in Jianxi District.

Overall it looks better. Not only is the road wider, but the houses along the road have also become three or four-story red brick houses.

A large complex of Soviet-style buildings with a unified style, wooden sloping roofs, red bricks and tiles, and green windows is extremely spectacular.

Because these buildings were built only a few years ago, they are spread out across the entire road, with dozens of buildings stretching out in a row.

They are neatly arranged like a barracks, and at first glance, they give off a solemn and oppressive feeling.

"The factory guesthouse is in front of us. Several leaders are waiting for us."

In the jeep, an office deputy director named Wang was in charge of reception work.

From the moment we got off the train, we were introduced to the history of Luoyi and YTO's contributions over the years.

The jeep in front was occupied by provincial party committee officials accompanying Fang Xiang and Liu Qiwen to take office, and was in charge of the office director.

“Crack…”

With the sound of brakes, the vehicle stopped in front of a two-story building.

“Bang…Bang…Bang…”

A series of door closing sounds were heard, and Fang Xiang and others got off the car one after another.

"Welcome, welcome, all leaders are welcome to come and give us guidance!"

A leader who was about 50 years old, with slicked back hair and wearing a dark blue Zhongshan suit, immediately came forward.

Following behind him was a group of people who looked like leaders in their attire.

"This is Secretary Liu of the Provincial Party Committee...

This is Vice Governor Huang, who is in charge of industry. . .

This is Minister Wu from the Provincial Organization Department...

This is Secretary Liu of the Municipal Youth League Committee who came to Luoyi to take up his post. . .

This is Mr. Fang, the new chief engineer of Luoqi...

This is Secretary Wang of the Luoyi Prefectural Committee...

This is Commissioner Li from the Luoyi Prefectural Party Committee and Administrative Office. . .

This is Secretary Zhang from YTO...

This is Director An of YTO...

This is Director Ma of Luoqi...

. . . . . . "

Soon, the introduction of the group was completed.

The three people from the province came with Fang Xiang from Zheng County Railway Station.

On the train to Luoyi, several people already knew each other.

When he learned about their positions, Fang Xiang was secretly shocked.

He knew that Father Liu had enormous power.

However, they did not expect that with just a few words, several deputy provincial-level cadres would accompany them to take up their posts.

However, they didn’t know that in the eyes of those officials, Fang Xiang and Liu Qiwen were the bosses.

Liu Qiwen is not so bad. He is already 30 years old. After graduation, he worked in several departments in Beijing.

This time I came to Luoyi to serve as the secretary of the Youth League Committee. To be honest, I am just a director.

But the most important identity is that he is Liu Bu’s biological son.

In their view, the prince's visit to Luoyi was just for gilding himself.

But Fang thought that they were really hard to figure out.

First, let me talk about my age: 19. Then let me talk about my resume: I am a graduate of Mizuki University who received my diploma in October.

Add a level 7 engineer and a party member, and other than that, it’s blank.

Just like that, he was parachuted directly to Luoyi and served as the chief engineer of Luoqi.

You can say that someone who can reach a certain position is stupid, but absolutely none of them is stupid.

The people who accompanied them to Luoyi all knew that Fang Xiang was the main target of this war.

After all, in their eyes, Shuimu University students and party members are just barely acceptable.

Level 7 engineer is a very popular person.

But it's just a good thing. It's better if you have it, but if you don't have it, it doesn't matter.

Taken individually, these items are nothing.

Can they be stacked together?

A 19-year-old graduate of Shuimu University, a member of the Communist Party, and a Level 7 engineer. Isn't that interesting?

Look at the shiny red words "National Top Secret" stamped on his personal file.

No one except senior officials at the ministerial level is qualified to watch it.

Um. . . . . .

This means that in the entire Henan Province, there are only two people who have this qualification? !

Just as everyone was greeting each other and shaking hands, preparing to go into the guesthouse for dinner.

Three jeeps with military license plates came speeding all the way and stopped directly in front of the crowd.

“Bang…Bang…Bang…”

There was another sound of a door closing.

Several fully armed soldiers got off the car.

"This is what you are doing?"

Just when everyone was still unclear about what was going on.

Secretary Wang of the Prefectural Committee stood out from the crowd.

"Secretary Wang, we are here to perform security work under the order of our superiors.

Who is the engineer from the capital?"

A soldier in his thirties first saluted Secretary Wang.

Then he looked at everyone and asked a question in a voice that everyone could hear.

"I am, and you are?"

Fang Xiang was a little confused. What was this for?

"Hello, Mr. Fang!

My surname is Xing, and I work in the city’s armed forces department.

Following the order from our superiors, we are transferred to the Security Department of Luoqi Automobile Co., Ltd. to be responsible for security work. "

Officer Xing stood at attention.

"Snapped"

I gave a standard military salute and introduced myself.

"What's going on here?"

Fang Xiang was a little confused for a moment...

He turned around and looked at Liu Qiwen and the officials who came with him.

"By order of the higher authorities? By order of the city's armed forces department?"

Liu Qiwen looked at his future brother-in-law and seemed to have no idea what to do, so he simply took two steps forward.

"No comment."

Officer Xing glanced at Liu Qiwen and said something indifferently.

"Uh..."

This was the first time Liu Qiwen encountered such a situation, and he was immediately numb.

"Mr. Fang, can I have a word with you for a moment?"

Officer Xing looked at Fang Xiang, and understood why he looked so young.

So he stretched out his hand and gestured to the side.

"It's like this, my last name is Xing, Xing Yi.

The city’s armed forces department received an order from the military sub-district.

A team of us was assigned to take over the security work of Luoqi.

But this is only in name.

The real job content is to protect your personal safety.

From now on, you are directly responsible for your personal leadership.

This is our transfer order, please check it out."

Xing Yi took out a document from his pocket.

Fang Xiang took it, opened it and took a look. The content was exactly the same as what Xing Yi said.

The final signature... Central South Military Region Headquarters?

“Since it’s arranged by the military district, then just follow the order.

You will first take over the factory's security department, and you will arrange the specific work content yourself.

But my personal safety work... doesn't need to be so exaggerated, right?"

After reading it, Fang thought about it and felt that it should have been arranged by Mr. Hu.

While I felt touched, I also felt that this was an exaggeration.

“We are only responsible for carrying out orders.

If you are not used to it, we can take care of the peripheral work first.

But if we find a threat or think it is necessary.

I hope you can follow our arrangements.”

Xing Yi nodded first, and then expressed his thoughts.

“Then the military district said, you have a car.

It is currently being transported by train.

We have to provide a driver, I hope you can understand this.”

After Xing Yi finished speaking, he added another sentence.

"This... let's talk about it after the car arrives."

Regarding the 213-A, Fang Xiang originally wanted to put it in Shuimu's small fleet.

However, Professor Xu said that since it had already been given to him, he should take it away.

I originally thought that the car would be parked in Shuimu waiting for him to come back.

Unexpectedly, they found a train to transport it here.

I guess this is what Mr. Hu meant again.

It seems that Mr. Hu has also silently helped with a lot of work behind the scenes.

He is both a security guard and a vehicle transporter.

I don’t know if there will be any other surprises later.

"Let's go have a meal together and get to know everyone."

Fang Xiang shook his head, not knowing what to say.

He decided not to think about it for the time being, turned around and pointed at the group of people who were still waiting for him.

He greeted Xing Yi.

After everyone sat down in the private room of the guesthouse, almost everyone secretly looked at Fang Xiang.

Those who are short-sighted used to think that the protagonist of today is Liu Qiwen.

But when Secretary-General Liu of the Provincial Party Committee invited Fang Xiang to sit in the main seat.

No one would think anymore that this unrealistically young-looking man was just a foil.

Everyone was trying to figure out the background of this new chief engineer of Luoqi.

"Mr. Fang... How about you introduce yourself to everyone?"

The speaker was Secretary Wang of the Luoyi Prefectural Committee.

"Ahem...

If you shouldn’t ask, don’t ask! ”

Just when everyone was expecting Fang Xiang to take the initiative to unveil his mystery.

A cold voice suppressed everyone's thoughts.