Counterattack 1988

Chapter 29

With a cute and talkative little girl by my side, time flies by.

At noon, the conductor pushed the dining car back and forth to sell food.

The train had already stopped at several stations, and many passengers who bought station tickets came up and crowded the aisle.

"Beer, drink, mineral water! Peanut melon seed eight-treasure porridge! Make way! Lift your feet!" The conductor pushing the dining car kept yelling.

This trip just left, and the next trip will come again soon:
"Box lunch! Box lunch! Would you like some?"

A cart just passed by in the aisle, and it was crowded with people again. Several times he thought that his cart would not be able to pass, but he just pushed through a bunch of people.

Wang Lin took his bag from the luggage rack and took out the food that Li Wenxiu had prepared for him.

He ate steamed buns and fried dough sticks first.

Sun Xiaodie next to him watched him eat with wide eyes.

Wang Lin asked: "Are you hungry? Buy something to eat!"

Sun Xiaodie shook her head and said, "I'm not hungry."

As soon as she said she wasn't hungry, her stomach groaned immediately.

Wang Lin laughed, knowing that she was reluctant to buy food, many people on the train were like this, they would rather be hungry than buy expensive food on the train.

He took a steamed bun and handed it to her: "Eat it!"

"I'm not hungry." Sun Xiaodie licked her lips.

"Eat!" Wang Lin said, "I brought a lot!"

"Thank you, Brother Wang!" Sun Xiaodie stretched out her hand, took the steamed bun, gobbled it voraciously, finished the big steamed bun in a few mouthfuls, ate too eagerly, and burped.

Wang Lin asked, "Did you bring water?"

"I was in a hurry to catch the train in the morning, so I forgot." Sun Xiaodie patted her chest, "It will be fine in a while."

Wang Lin glanced at her breasts, thinking that her breasts were bigger than Zhou Porridge's. This country girl, who doesn't eat well, is developing so well?

"Drink my cup, don't choke. Just don't touch my cup with your lips." Wang Lin pointed to the military kettle on the table.

"Thank you, Brother Wang." Sun Xiaodie picked up his water bottle, unscrewed the lid, raised her head, carefully poured some water into her mouth, swallowed it, and the hiccup stopped immediately.

Wang Lin handed her another fritter, and she ate it up in a few mouthfuls.

In the afternoon, Sun Xiaodie dozed off on the chair and slid her head towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin gently straightened her up.

But her head immediately slid down again.

Wang Lin knew that she was working as a nanny in Shencheng to take care of the mother and daughter who had just given birth. The baby tends to be noisy at night. She must have not slept well last night, so he let her sleep on his shoulder.

He was afraid that he would be bored in the car, so he bought a newspaper before getting in the car, and now he was reading the newspaper, trying to find some peace in the midst of the commotion.

The train arrived at Luzhou Station half an hour late.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when we got off the bus.

Fortunately, Li Wenxiu helped him prepare enough food, a few big steamed buns and deep-fried dough sticks, and just plain water were enough to last him through the day.

If he hadn't shared some for Sun Xiaodie, he could have saved a few for supper.

"Accommodation? Two yuan and five dollars a night!" Just after leaving the station, a middle-aged woman stopped Wang Lin and enthusiastically sold her, "The hotel is clean and has hot water."

Wang Lin knew that these shops were cheap, but he didn't dare to stay in a small hotel next to the train station with so much money on him.

It was his first time in Luzhou, and he was unfamiliar with the place. After getting out of the car, his eyes were darkened, and he didn't know where to go.

It doesn't matter!
Wang Lin had his own way to find a safe and cheap place to stay in this strange city.

At the end of the 80s, the guest houses of many units had not yet been restructured. They were public properties, clean and hygienic, and they lived in people who came from various places on business trips or relatives of employees, so they were safe and secure.

For example, the guest house of Shenfang Factory where Wang Lin works is very cost-effective. If the employees of the factory have important affairs at home, if there are many visitors from afar and there is not enough room at home, they will arrange to live in the guest house, which is cheap and decent.

Wang Lin made up his mind on the way here, and after getting off the bus, he will find an enterprise, public institution or government guest house for accommodation.

He took the No. 3 bus to the guest house of Anfang General Factory on Heping Road.

Luzhou has always been known as "Little Shanghai".

And the Anfang General Factory is the place with the most people in Shanghai.

Wang Lin is a worker of Shenfang, and has a latent intimacy with Anfang.

Anfang is one of the largest textile factories in South China. Like Hegang, it is the pride of the workers.

"Men marry Anfang, women marry Hegang." This sentence is widely circulated in the local area.

Wang Lin walked into the guest house.

Sitting at the front desk was a slender and delicate girl.

Wang Lin first looked at the price list hanging on the wall, then took out a piece of paper and said, "Comrade, I am from Shenfang. This is my business trip introduction letter. I will come to stay."

The front desk smiled and said, "We're staying here, so we don't need a letter of introduction."

Wang Lin also knew that a letter of introduction was no longer needed for staying in a hotel in many places in the country, but just in case, for convenience, and to prevent the local police from checking the documents, he still issued a letter of introduction in the factory.

"Are you from Shenfang?" The front desk obviously liked him a little more, "Many people in our factory are from your side!"

"Aren't you?" Wang Lin asked.

"I'm not. I'm a native of Luzhou."

"If you have a chance, you can marry us in Shanghai!"

The front desk smiled shyly.

"Are there any private rooms?" In order to ensure the safety of money, Wang Lin is of course willing to pay more to live in a private room.

"There are no more single rooms, but there are double rooms." The front desk said, "Shall I open you a double room that hasn't been occupied yet? It only costs three yuan a night."

"Alright." Wang Lin agreed without being too lazy to find a place.

If no one comes in tonight, then the double room he lives in is equivalent to a single room, and there is no need to spend more money!
The front desk took the key and took him upstairs to a room.

Very clean room for two!

The room is large, with several chairs, two water bottles placed on the long table, and two porcelain cups placed upside down on a flower and bird plate.

"The bathroom and toilet are at the end of the corridor." The front desk told Wang Lin.

"Okay, thank you." Wang Lin put down his bag.

The front desk said you're welcome and went out.

Wang Lin checked the time, it was past eight o'clock in the evening.

It was April weather, and he was too lazy to take a shower. He took off the money clothes, folded them, and pressed them under the pillow. He took another coat, spread it on the pillow, and then took out a book to read.

In the age without TV and mobile phones, traveling on business, reading books and reading newspapers are the most boring and time-killing things.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Wang Lin was about to turn off the lights and enter for a rest, when the door suddenly rang.

He opened the door and saw a middle-aged man brought over by the front desk.

"Brother, the other rooms are full." The front desk explained to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin glanced at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was wearing a crumpled suit and his hair was a little messed up. He smiled at Wang Lin.

The front desk led the guests to the room, turned around and went downstairs.

Wang Lin asked the middle-aged man: "Comrade, why did you come to stay so late?"

The middle-aged man spoke with a strong local accent: "I came to Anfang to buy goods. I came in the middle of the night. After they loaded the goods, I just had a nap and returned to the factory in the morning."

"Are you from a garment factory?" Wang Lin asked, "Wuhu?"

"How do you know?" the middle-aged man asked.

Wang Lin smiled and said, "I'm from Shenfang. I'm very familiar with the textile and garment factories on your side! As soon as I heard your accent, I knew you were from Wuhu."

"Oh, fate!" The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and shook Wang Lin's hand, "My name is Deng Dabao. Because I am fat, everyone calls me Fat Bao!"

Wang Lin smiled and said, "My name is Wang Lin! Comrade Dabao, how are your clothes selling?"

"Now we talk about the market economy, we are a factory in a small place, and the clothes we produce are not easy to sell!" Deng Dabao is very talkative because he deals with raw materials.

"You also have your own textile factory in Wuhu, how can you go to Luzhou to buy goods?"

"Some fabrics are only produced by the Luzhou Textile Factory. Now it is hard to sell clothes made of Dacron and seersucker."

"Athletic pants, flared pants, and floral skirts are popular now, and many young people in Shanghai wear them."

Two people are in the same industry, the more they chat, the more speculative they become.

"Our factory has imported a batch of fabrics and produced a batch of trousers, but they are all in the warehouse, and we don't sell much there."

Bodybuilding pants are also called stepping pants, stepping pants, and some places are also called stepping pants.

"Oh?" Wang Lin asked with a thought, "How much is one?"

"15 yuan, ex-factory price."

"So expensive?" Wang Lin was taken aback. He remembered that he bought a dress for Li Wenxiu last time, and it only cost ten yuan.

Deng Dabao said: "The fabrics are different, and the fabrics are expensive! The fabric of the trousers is made of silk and man-made fibers, which is very elastic. This kind of fabric is expensive. Our textile factory over there It can’t be produced. It has to be purchased from Shenfang!”

Wang Lin snorted. Of course he knew about fabrics. Elastic silk fabrics are of course more expensive than synthetic polyester.

Deng Dabao said again: "The shirts made of really good fabrics cost five or six yuan a piece! Isn't that right? It makes sense that the trousers are expensive. In Shencheng, they cost 30 yuan a piece! Don't believe me Just ask the price and you'll know."

Dacron is a polyester fabric, either purely spun or blended with cotton or wool, and is usually used to make short-sleeved shirts.The clothes made by Zhenliang are wear-resistant, not out of shape, easy to wash and dry quickly.People who lived in the 80s and [-]s are very familiar with it. It is very smooth, durable and easy to dry. It does not need to be ironed.

The shortcomings of Zhenliang are also obvious. It is not made of cotton, but a chemical fiber product. It is cold when it is cold, and it is stuffy when it is hot.It is not breathable and does not fit snugly.It doesn't absorb water, and when you sweat profusely or rain, it will stick to your body tightly, as if you are not wearing clothes, and girls are especially prone to getting naked.

After sitting on the train all day, Wang Lin felt drowsy and said, "Go to sleep!"

Deng Dabao was chatting intensely, but he stopped talking, and the two turned off the lights and went to sleep.

The next day, Wang Lin woke up very early and saw Deng Dabao still snoring soundly.

He took out the clothes under the pillow and put them on. After going to the toilet and washing up, he saw Deng Dabao get up.

Deng Dabao kicked his legs vigorously and put on some tight pants, and said: "Comrade Wang Lin, we met by fate, and you are from Shencheng. If I go to Shanghai to buy goods in the future, I will go to you for a drink." , shall we leave a phone call for each other?"

Wang Lin was thinking about it, and said with a smile, "Okay."

Deng Dabao has a small notebook specially used for recording phone calls.

Wang Lin saw that every page above was densely filled with telephone numbers, and thought to himself that he is indeed a traveler!

He and Deng Dabao left each other's phone numbers and went out separately.

There were still bread and biscuits in Wang Lin's bag, but he was reluctant to eat them, and saved them for the train back to the city. For breakfast, he bought two steamed buns on the side of the road to satisfy his hunger.

He especially likes the steamed buns of this era, they are strong and delicious!
Checking the time, Wang Lin didn't go to the bank until the bank opened.

There are not many people doing business in the bank.

Wang Lin found a staff member and asked him, "Comrade, may I ask, do you sell treasury bonds here?"

"Treasury bonds?" The staff laughed, "Do you want to buy them?"

"I'll buy it. It costs 100 yuan. What's the price?"

"94 yuan! How much do you want to buy?"

Wang Lin was overjoyed!
Sure enough!
The price of treasury bills here is indeed much cheaper than in Shanghai!

Just yesterday, after the treasury bills were opened for trading, the Shenfang Factory exploded!

The workers never expected that treasury bills would suddenly be so valuable!
It wasn't until this time that they realized that the "fool" Wang Lin who spent money to buy treasury bonds was not stupid!
People bought it with a [-]% discount, but they made so much money!
Everyone said Wang Lin was stupid, but who was as smart as Wang Lin?

Everyone knows the price, and Shencheng locals can no longer buy it at a low price!
This is also the reason why Wang Lin came to Luzhou.

"Give me 9000 yuan in treasury bills." Wang Lin said immediately.

"Buy so much?" The staff was very surprised, after all, this thing can't be sold at all!He pushed his glasses and said with a smile, "In our bank, we have subscribed for 11 treasury bonds, and we are worried that no one will take them!"

Wang Lin thought to himself, in this day and age, there are very few people who can travel hundreds of kilometers to buy treasury bonds like me with a keen sense of smell!

He successfully bought 9000 yuan in treasury bonds, but he only regretted that he had too little capital!

After getting the treasury bills, he rushed to the train station non-stop and bought the nearest train back to Shencheng.

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