Breaking through Guandong, I became Zhu Chuanwen

Chapter 419 Hanyao Textile Industry
"Sing, Muse! Sing of the wrath of Achilles son of Peleus.

He brought forth this dreadful calamity, which brought untold misery to the Achaeans,

Sent the souls of many heroes to dark Hades,
And threw his body as a delicacy to birds and dogs..."

In the auditorium of Hanyao Middle School, the students were dressed in white Greek attire, with olive branches cut out of paper on their heads, facing the dark audience below, and reciting the "Iliad" passionately.

Of course, there is no skill, all depends on emotion.

This is a special rehearsal program by Hanyao Middle School to celebrate the gradual disappearance of the plague in Kanto, and to celebrate the opening of a series of schools in Bingcheng, including Hanyao Middle School. It can be regarded as a special program for Bingcheng to celebrate the victory over the plague, but it is precisely the beginning of school first major event.

The Khalkha area is far away from the ice city, even with a radio connection, the news will still be a few days late.

Zhu Chuanwen watched the changed stage play, and the appearance of this kid Pan Guoxi flashed in his mind, and then he watched the show quietly, waiting for the news...

"Xian'er, the students did a great job." Zhu Chuanwen turned his head and said to Xian'er who was also concentrating on watching the show.

"I thought you would ask what this is?" Xian'er smiled proudly. This smile is very much like a mother looking at her child. Most of the faces on the stage are familiar to her, but it is so unique. It's the first time in the ice city that the stage play in appearance is Western.

"Haha, how could I not know? Don't you know that my bookshelves in the office and study are full?" Zhu Chuanwen was a little annoyed that his wife underestimated him, and inadvertently stepped on a thunder.

"Well, I thought there was only one bed left in your office?"

Someone once said that a man's anger is like setting off fireworks. When the dazzling fireworks in the night sky clear up and the night sky regains its mystery and depth, the anger will disappear without a trace.And when a woman is angry, it's like a lit mosquito coil, not to mention the smell, this circle can always go back to the starting point at the beginning.

Zhu Chuanwen took it for granted at this time, but fortunately, Xian'er didn't bother, probably to keep the incense for now, and burn it next time...

In fact, there are not a few of these directors of Hanyao who take concubines and marry second wives, so the names of Gu Ansheng and Qu Zhengqian are not mentioned here.

After the Hanyao Annual Meeting, they often took tiger penis wine from Zhu Chuanwen. One was in Hong Kong, far away from thousands of rivers and mountains, and the other traveled across the ocean to the United States.

When Zhu Chuanwen gave the tiger penis wine, he was secretly cursing his depravity in his heart, ashamed (wu) and (bi) as (xian) Wu (mu)!
And why did Xian'er become like this?

Naturally, it is inseparable from Zhu Chuanwen's training over the years. Zhu Chuanwen still has the shadow of a modern person. This is a deep-rooted thought.At first, he wanted a love that even matched his soul, but now, he got it, but he felt a little trapped.

Bitterness and happiness, gains and losses, even now, Zhu Chuanwen is very satisfied.Milk and bread, fish and bear's paws, you have it all, let's have fun, what kind of bicycle do you want?

"How could it be!" Zhu Chuanwen tried his best to deny it, pouted his mouth towards the rostrum of the auditorium, "Watch the show, watch the show!"

"Yes, look at Muse!" Xian'er looked at her man deflated, and said generously.

Hanyao Middle School at least expanded the extracurricular knowledge of students during the plague period. After the stage play, there was a chorus. However, when the teaching team was on stage, Zhu Chuanwen actually frowned when he heard the movement behind him.

The show was over, and as usual, Zhu Chuanwen came to the stage to deliver his speech.

"Students, I am very pleased. I am very satisfied with the opening activities of this school. I think the adaptation of "Iliad" at the beginning is very good! A dispute that originated between gods and spread to mortals is so similar to Kanto! "

Zhu Chuanwen didn't go into details, he just pointed to the end, and then said: "Students, I have seen some good changes in today's school opening activities-some students have already put their bad sides on the stage. What he was talking about was the program of the trainer team. There were three programs in a row, all of which revealed the darkness of Kanto, "The White-haired Girl", "Human Blood Steamed Buns", and "Two or Three Things About Breaking through the Kanto".

These are stories about oppression, ignorance, and suffering. They are the outlines of the stories that Zhu Chuanwen once wrote. They were used when the instructors were working in the insurance team, but this was the first time they were performed in the auditorium of Hanyao Middle School.

Regarding this, Zhu Chuanwen began to expand in depth: "Oppression, ignorance, and suffering are unavoidable topics. The prosperity of Bingcheng cannot cover up these. In Kanto, right in Bingcheng, there are still many people who have problems even eating. .

Just now when I sat down, I heard someone whispering behind me, thinking that such a tragic story is not suitable for such a celebration.

However, I am here to praise Director Tan Xianer, Principal Zhai, and even the coaching team members of the reserve team for their excellent organization and performance! "

Zhu Chuanwen nodded to everyone in the audience, and of course flattered his wife.

"I'm very envious of those who just said that the three programs of the trainer team are inappropriate. This shows that they have not suffered! This proves that my strength in Hanyao was not in vain. Yes, what is the use of suffering? Life should always go on smoothly.

But the future, who knows?We should face these things directly, face the cruel oppression around us, face the ignorance of human blood steamed buns, and face the pain of leaving our hometown and coming to Kanto.

These are not scars, but more motivation. Find strength from oppression, ignorance, and suffering. The future of Hanyao is promising, and you and the students must continue to work hard!Next, I will give Director Tan the opportunity to speak, and she will judge today's program..."

Zhu Chuanwen nodded towards Xian'er who was on stage, and said in a low voice, "Xian'er, Chu Keqiu and I have something to do, you can continue to host."

On the campus of Hanyao Middle School, Zhu Chuanwen and Chu Keqiu were very happy to see the scene full of vitality.

"Old Chu, what happened to the imitation loom?"

"Mr. Prime Minister, the finished product has already been produced. It borrows from Toyota imitation machines and British and American products. In the future, the Hanyao Textile Factory in Bingcheng should be completed in July this year." Chu Keqiu was half a month behind Zhu Chuanwen. position.

"What about the scale? Have you held a meeting for the directors?" Zhu Chuanwen walked to the pond of Hanyao Middle School and looked at the small carp and grass carp inside.These fish are also specially fed by the people who own the canteen of the middle school. They are all residues from flour mills, monosodium glutamate factories, and alcohol factories.

Of course, there are also students in the upper grades who like to fight teeth. Regarding this, the middle school is not very strict, just let them buy some cheap fish and put them in.

Originally, Zhai Jingren also wanted to put some ornamental koi, but Tan Xian'er vetoed it. Isn't it a waste to put some fish that can only be seen but not eaten in such a large pond with running water from the upper reaches of the Songjiang River?Hanyao's education funds have always been tight.

Zhu Chuanwen looked back, and heard Chu Keqiu say: "It's still a three-year step-by-step process. In the early stage, we plan to configure 1000 Hanyao textile machines, 4 spindles, and about 5 workers. Later, we will move towards a larger scale. Configure step by step."

"Well, that's all. Many of the workers who came back from Tsarist Russia had worked in Tsarist Russia. When these people are released back to Ice City one after another in the isolation point outside the city, you directors will follow the various types of work that were counted before. Accept them in Hanyao's factory, let the trade union pay attention to the movements of these people, and if there is no problem, stop observing." Zhu Chuanwen said.

"Okay, Prime Minister, is it the cotton in Xinjiang Province on such a large scale in the early stage?" Chu Keqiu asked, the cotton needed for 4 spindles is not a small number, Hanyao's caravan on the grassland can Is it fully supplied?

"Let's leave this matter to Mao Guangting. He will expand the size of the grassland caravan in due course. In addition, we can still buy from Fengtian, the goods distribution center in Shanhaiguan. Although Kanto does not produce cotton, our cash flow But ample, where does the cotton in Shanghai's textile industry come from? Isn't it shipped from the surrounding area?
Since this year, I have slowed down the expansion of the insurance team, and Xiliang also gave me timely feedback, and did not take strict defense as before. "

Regarding the source of goods for the Bingcheng Textile Factory in the future, Zhu Chuanwen tentatively decided to purchase from Shanhaiguan and transport it from Xinjiang Province by caravan. Once there is a certain amount of raw material reserves, Hanyao's textile factory will be able to get on the right track.

Although the price of cotton cloth given to Hanyao by the Yasuda Chamber of Commerce in Japan is indeed not that high, it is always good to produce it yourself.Home flowers are always more fragrant than wild flowers. Zhu Chuanwen believes that a completed industrial layout will benefit the entire Zhu family.

The two chatted while walking, all related to Hanyao's current development.

"Old Chu, in July this year, the first batch of students from Hanyao Technical School will be graduating, right?" The one-year training at the technical school, because of the plague in Kanto, has turned into a year and a half. The normal start of school in September and graduation in July are the same.

"Graduated, Prime Minister, this part is now in charge of me and Nie Shize!" Chu Keqiu said, feeling aggrieved: "Chairman, you have to judge me! Nie Shize is an old foodie, what's the point?" The seedlings are all pulled to his gun factory."

Chu Keqiu’s affairs can be said to be the most complicated among the directors of Hanyao. Some time ago, he was busy with Hanyao’s A-type engine. When he recovered, many of them belonged to the workers of the Second Ironware Factory A technical school student turned into a gun factory worker.This made him very angry, and he took his secretary straight to the Bingcheng Gun Factory, but was rejected several times.

At the Hanyao Middle School opening activity just now, Lao Chu was coldly at Nie Shize for a while because his nose was not his nose, and his eyes were not his eyes.

However, Nie Shi is completely the kind of shameless person. To Nie Shize, killing people with eyes is almost like tickling.

Chu Keqiu originally wanted to end it, and then had a good argument with Nie Shize, but was called out by Zhu Chuanwen again, and talked about the textile factory.

"You two." Zhu Chuanwen smiled.

These two are a pair of enemies, which can be regarded as old grudges. In addition, Chu Keqiu has been a young daughter-in-law for several years because Zhu Chuanwen took the lead in developing the gun factory. Hanyao Manufacturing Bureau is well known as a pair of quarrelsome people.

But it also happens that the two of them cannot do without each other. The gun factory belongs to the first echelon of Hanyao's machine transformation. All new technologies and new machines are followed closely by the gun factory, and the source of technology is in Chu Ke. ask here.

"He poached your people, so you can poach his." Zhu Chuanwen didn't know what to say to the two of them, it was a bad idea, but his mind was spinning quickly.

"I dug his, that's right!" Chu Keqiu was amused all of a sudden. This was considered the general manager's opening, setting the principle that technical school graduates could exchange factories with each other.

"Yes, you directors will discuss later. The first batch of technical school graduates this year, you hold a job fair and list your qualifications and needs. If you are really a good worker, you can shine everywhere."

Talents, especially practical talents, are scarce everywhere, since the ironware factory and the gun factory are fighting.

Simply, everyone fights together, and it is best for factories like flour mills to participate.

Mobilizing talents can be regarded as Zhu Chuanwen's different thinking. According to later generations, this can be regarded as promoting the vitality of the enterprise.

What kind of skill is it to stay in a factory all the time? Hanyao's technical school just gives these technical school students a chance to choose again.

"You also list the salaries and positions. As long as you are a top student, you will go to a good place." Zhu Chuanwen added.

In fact, there is another point that he didn't say. Among the graduates of Hanyao Technical School, there must be smart people. The technology mastered by the workers is one thing, but the management is another. After going to a big factory, he is a worker with top skills, but When I went to a small factory, I was transferred directly from a technical position to a management position.

The construction of Hanyao Manufacturing Bureau just took advantage of this matter to push forward, which can be regarded as the multi-post training of Hanyao.

After finishing their business, the two were strolling around the campus of Hanyao Middle School when a pretty figure appeared behind them.

"Brother Chuanwen!"

"Romei, I saw you acting just now, it's not bad!"

Gong Ruomei was wrapped in a Greek-style white cloth, and she was wearing clothes under the white cloth, but this exotic style, coupled with the laurel wreath on her head, gave people a refreshing feeling. She was the one who played the muse on stage just now. Bit up.

Chu Keqiu left the stage at the right time. After all, Gong Ruomei went in and out of Zhu Chuanwen's office at Hanyao's headquarters, and she could think of the relationship between the two with her toes.

After all, the Prime Minister is also a young man with full of vigor!Chu Keqiu thought, because Zhu Chuanwen always took the overall situation, all the directors also ignored his age by coincidence, but from the matter of Gong Ruomei, everyone also relaxed a little. Seven emotions and six desires.

This made Hanyao's high-level executives, who were cautious and afraid of making mistakes, relaxed a little.

Working with someone who has no hobbies is actually a very scary thing.

"Brother Chuanwen, look, the first prize!" Gong Ruomei held up the iron trophy in her hand, showing off proudly. Obviously, this is a special trip to show to Zhu Chuanwen, and it has to be returned after waiting. This is a collective honor.

"Yes, it seems that this year's extracurricular credits have been settled again?"

"It's still far away. Sister Xian'er is also a chicken thief. The extra-curricular credits for this event are very low. We have to go to the factory to perform for the workers and publicize your ideas in order to get extra-curricular credits." Gong Ruomei mentioned this, her mouth was full Pouting old Gao.

"That's right, your sister Xian'er has a clear understanding of your thoughts." Zhu Chuanwen scratched Gong Ruomei's nose. "By the way, are you really not going to study abroad?"

Gong Ruomei's grades in Hanyao Middle School are actually very good. After all, the Gong family is in the capital, and they specially invited a teacher to teach Gong Ruomei, so the foundation is very good.

"No! I'm studying medicine at Hanyao University. From now on, I'll be your personal doctor, okay?"

"Okay!" Zhu Chuanwen nodded, knowing that Gong Ruomei couldn't let go of him and Gong Baosen, but his thoughts suddenly flew to the Plague Conference of All Nations that was being held in Fengtian.

(End of this chapter)