That year the flowers bloomed 1981

When Li Ye and Jin Peng met Hao Jian in Pengcheng, the guy took the train south from Xiaocheng by himself.

When he returned home, he still felt tired even though he held it all in one breath. After he breathed a sigh of relief, Hao Jian was full of resistance to driving back to Pengcheng again.

With the road conditions in the 1980s, it was not an easy task for a person to drive more than a thousand kilometers.

So he left his wife, children, and the Ladavani in Xiaocheng, sent a telegram to the driver of Pengcheng No. 7 Factory to go north to pick them up, and ran off by train alone.

When Hao Jian arrived at Pengcheng Factory No. 7, Jin Peng saw the spring on his face and immediately understood that Li Ye had guessed him again.

So he joked slightly, Old Hao, how could you leave this money-losing girl in Xiaocheng? Don't let anyone bully her?

What kind of money-losing product?

Hao Jian shook his head and said: You don't know how lovable my daughter is. She is loved by everyone. She is loved by her three aunts, six wives, sister and brother. She held her and refused to let her go, so I reluctantly let her and her mother go. Please stay in Xiaocheng for a few more days!

Oh yo yo~

Jin Peng said in a strange voice: I thought that after you, Hao, came home, you would have to quarrel with your father no matter what! I have heard you say more than ten times that you must make your father realize his mistake.

Hao Jian shook his neck and said proudly: How can a man make mistakes? But I drank him down three times and he didn't dare to curse me. You can think about it yourself!

Pfft~

Hahahahaha~

Yes, yes, yes. From now on, if you have nothing to do, go home and have a drink with your father. You must make him understand your mistake deeply.

Jin Peng and Li Ye both laughed out loud, expressing their disdain for Hao Jian's stubborn attitude, but congratulating their father and son on their harmonious situation.

How can father and son have an overnight feud?

After Hao Jian joined Li Ye, he met ten veterans brought by Jiang Hong.

According to Li Zhongfa's arrangement, half of the ten people will stay with Hao Jian to prevent possible dangers in Sanshui.

Hao Jian was flattered and said with a smile: Brother Xiaoye, driver, bodyguard, female secretary, you are given two of the three. Am I working towards becoming a capitalist?

Li Ye smiled faintly and said: There is a difference between a capitalist and a capitalist. As long as you don't forget your conscience in the future, it doesn't matter whether you are a capitalist or not?

As you said, I, Hao Jian, will not lose my conscience no matter what I lose.

After hearing Li Ye's warning, Hao Jian immediately expressed his dissatisfaction because he felt that Li Ye despised his personality and moral character.

Li Ye smiled and didn't bother him. Which black-hearted capitalist was not a kind boy when he was young?

Li Ye called Jiang Hong over and said: Uncle Hong, go and tell those comrades that Pengcheng No. 7 Factory needs workers now. If they are willing, each of them can introduce a relative to come and work. Hao Jian will let Hao Jian know the specific situation. Explain to them.”

Jiang Hong nodded and went over to talk to the ten veterans.

But their reaction was somewhat beyond Li Ye's expectations.

Uncle Jiang, the weather here is stuffy and hot. I'm afraid my sister won't be able to bear it. I suffered enough from the hot weather on the battlefield in the south a few years ago, and women can't bear it even more.

Brother Lao Jiang, I do trust you, but I only have two girls of the right age. It's not reassuring to have girls travel four thousand miles to work here as workers.

We can just send money home every month. Why would a woman come out from home?

These veterans actually have a strong sense of macho chauvinism and believe that it is enough for men to work hard outside. It is not appropriate for a woman to come to work here across most of the flower garden.

However, Hao Jian was very experienced and walked over and said a few words.

The wages of front-line workers at Pengcheng No. 7 Factory are guaranteed and piece-rate. They are basically not less than 80 yuan per month. Normally, they will fluctuate between 120 and 200 yuan. Some of the craftsmen are particularly good. It’ll be over two hundred.”

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Director Hao, can one person only introduce one relative to work? I have two daughters? Look, we are all from Qingshui. Can you be accommodating?

Director Hao, I'm just a sister. When can I come over to start work?

Director Hao, can they only be relatives? I have a female classmate who would be suitable.

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Seeing Hao Jian who was suddenly surrounded, Jiang Hong couldn't help but whisper to Li Ye: Xiaoye, this salary is too high, will it violate discipline?

Li Ye shook his head slowly and said: Pengcheng will soon have higher wages. If you pay, you will be rewarded.

In the future, Uncle Hong, the wages of those people you will lead will not be lower than this amount. You can tell them to rely on their ability to make a living and get paid steadily, without worrying.

The first one to eat something always takes a huge risk.

But in 1983, Pengcheng created the era-defining Pengcheng Speed. Those front-line workers who worked on one floor for three days could even receive a monthly salary of 600 yuan, which was more than three times that of on-site engineers. .

Therefore, the salary model that Li Ye asked Hao Jian to implement is not the first of its kind, and it will not be caught by a crab.

Jiang Hong looked at the veterans he had brought out and nodded silently.

After they were discharged from the army, they lived at home with their backs to the earth and their backs to the sky. Even if their talents were not used, they would gradually be wasted. Now that they have a place to use them, they should realize their own value.

The next day, when Jiang Hong sent Li Ye and the others to Luohu Port, the intensity of the security made everyone around them look askance, as if they were coming to inspect at some level.

In the early 1980s, seasonal congestion often occurred at Luohu Port.

Especially around the Spring Festival, many mainlanders who make a living on Hong Kong Island will bring a large amount of in-demand goods back to their hometowns to visit relatives, and then hurriedly return to Hong Kong Island to work after the Spring Festival.

Li Ye, Jin Peng and others passed the customs at this time, which happened to be the time for these people to return to Hong Kong Island. The long queue could not see the end and could only move forward slowly, foot by foot.

Hao Jian's Cantonese is pretty good, and he is also good at communicating with people. He chatted with people around him while moving, and learned more or less about the situation.

In that special era, everyone was allowed to bring ten meters of cloth, three pounds of oil, and thirty-six items of merchandise through customs.

These things may not seem like much in the eyes of future generations, but they are very important relief items at this time. Some people even wear four or five layers of clothing in order to bring more clothes with them, even in temperatures of 20 or 30 degrees. Layers, wrapped like a panda.

It can be seen from the attitude of the people next to them chatting with Hao Jian that they are very proud to go to Hong Kong Island to make a living, and they have a clear sense of superiority over mainlanders in their conversation.

That is to say, Li Ye and the three of them are well-dressed, otherwise Hao Jian might not be ignored because of Hao Jian's somewhat flawed Cantonese!

In the end, Li Ye and others lined up to pass the customs, and it took them four hours to reach the side of Hong Kong Island.

Hao Jian and Jin Peng were obviously very excited. They smiled and said to Li Ye, Are we really going abroad now?

Don't make this common sense mistake, Li Ye said seriously: Hong Kong Island is an inalienable part of us. We are just moving from one province to another.

Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong. You college students all love to gossip, Jin Peng said with a smile, But if you keep nagging like this, we won't be able to catch the train.

After passing the customs at Luohu, if you want to reach the bustling area of ​​Hong Kong Island, you have to take the Luohu Line train. A group of people who have passed the customs are crowded into the train, which is no worse than the crowds during the Spring Festival in the mainland.

Li Ye waved his hand and said, We don't have to squeeze into the train. Pei Wencong will come to pick us up.

While they were talking, the three of them saw Pei Wencong and Amin rushing over from a distance.

Hao Jian and Jin Peng immediately straightened their backs and strictly followed Li Zhongfa's repeated instructions, showing the magnanimity that citizens of a big country should have.

His eyes are not squinting, he is neither humble nor arrogant, he is majestic but not strict, and he must not make people feel that he has not seen the world.

Oh, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Mr. Li. I've been waiting here since the morning. I can't wait no matter how hard I wait. I just went to have lunch.

Pei Wencong stretched out his hand from a distance and apologized to Li Ye repeatedly. Judging from the sweat on his forehead, he was really sincere.

Li Ye smiled and shook hands with him warmly and said: How can I blame you? Communication between the two places is still too troublesome. If you want to blame it, you can only blame Hong Kong British.

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Pei Wencong was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: Yes, yes, we should all strengthen communication. I have been paying attention to the current situation, but with the tough style of the female prime minister, it may still take many years of hard work.

Listening to Pei Wencong's words, Li Ye still had some illusions about the power of Great Britain.

Sino-British negotiations began in 1982, and by early 1983 the first round had not been completed.

Although the Iron Lady fell on the steps of the capital in September last year, the British Empire had just won the 1982 Anglo-Malaysian Island War, covering up its decline.

Therefore, ordinary people like Pei Wencong cannot see clearly that the wheel of history has begun to roll unstoppably.