The big era starts in 1983

Chapter 325
the phone is ringing.

North Gate [-] Guard Office.

Fu Qiang was completely shocked when he heard what happened.

First order someone to come in, and go to greet him yourself.

When he came out of the office and saw Zhao Qingguo, Fu Qiang's face darkened in an instant: "Tell me briefly, how did you work yesterday."

A large factory with more than 2 people, who has been a secretary for more than ten years, has an aura and a sense of oppression.

Zhao Qingguo's forehead was sweating instantly.

Hurry up.

Fifteen and ten, I recounted my experience yesterday.

After hearing this, Fu Qiang pointed at Zhao Qingguo: "Come with me, don't say a word, and keep a natural expression on your face."

Outside the office area, Fu Qiang personally greeted them, making the three factory managers feel that the pressure in the air has increased.

It must be on fire.

Unexpectedly, Fu Qiang greeted him with a laugh: "Why are you so restless? Didn't you just arrange for someone to purchase some of your daily production yesterday, and then check the quality. This time, you are about to send someone over to have a formal talk. coming."

Fu Qiang's words made the three factory directors immediately feel that they were coming up from the edge of the cliff.

Fu Qiang shook hands with the three of them: "It's been hard work, it's been hard work. I'll arrange a cafeteria for you in a while. It's not a big deal, it's a matter like this. We, Xiaobai, are talking about a few big cooperations in the beautiful country. The partner's The big leader pointed out that our dim sum is outstanding, and Xiaobai wanted to see if there was a chance for our dim sum to be exported to earn foreign exchange, so he planned to try it.”

Fu Qiang didn't need to explain, the three factory directors thought so too.

Even if it is a gift for a certain product, they are happy.

This is also an auxiliary product of foreign exchange earning, and it is also a contributor to foreign exchange earning.

"It's almost noon, let's eat first." Fu Qiang wiped away what Zhao Qingguo did yesterday in a few words.

Even if Fu Qiang is angry, he can't let outsiders know that the new secretary of the Ninth Factory is not good.

The face of the Nine Factory is gone.

Zhao Qingguo understood. From the content of the conversation between Fu Qiang and the three factory managers during the meal, he already realized that the way he did things yesterday was wrong.

But what is the right way to do it?

Zhao Qingguo reflected, but there was no answer.

The three factory directors were sent away, and the three factory managers all said that they would do their best to prepare samples, and then make beautiful packaging boxes, so as to ensure that they were delivered to the station on time and shipped to the imperial capital within the specified time.

Fu Qiang said a few polite words, and personally sent the person to the parking lot.

After sending the guests away, Fu Qiang turned to Zhao Qingguo and said, "You know, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Qingguo shook his head.

Fu Qiang sighed: "Let's do this. Although my old man is only the director of the office, you are the secretary of the Ninth Factory. But I am much older than you. If you can listen to me, I will go to Shibianyu tomorrow to take care of the logistics for a few days first." Things, when Ouyang Qianqian comes back, you can ask her how she works."

"As for you, you have good knowledge. As for the people, you have a righteous heart. It's just that you really don't understand the Ninth Factory. , but this spirit has already been formed, and it will be a kind of inheritance. If you don’t understand it now, you can go to understand it. If you can’t understand it, go back.”

Zhao Qingguo blushed and lowered his head: "I'm going to Shibianyu."

"Go." After Fu Qiang finished speaking, he walked to the office with his hands behind his back. There are still things to be finalized today.

Let's talk about the Imperial Capital, the Nongying Studio.

The 40-year-old teacher Xu has been sitting at the desk all night and half a day, and the drafts of countless notes are piled up in front of him.The word Prelude is written on the draft.

This is an unfinished song.

From the moment he received the task, he sat here thinking.

Yungong Xunyin.

These four words brought him endless inspiration, but there was a little bit missing, and he was trying to capture this feeling.

He didn't know why he had to finish this piece of music within a few days, and there were still so many requests. According to his information, the filming progress of the TV series was still far behind.

But a mission is a mission.

And the level of this task is very high.

Suddenly, he realized.

He remembered a sentence when assigning tasks, Brother Monkey, the most powerful moment edited.

Do not!
More than mighty.

The Monkey King is affectionate and righteous, and dares to fight between heaven and earth.

Mr. Xu moved his pen like flying, and a piece of music in his mind appeared on the basis of the original draft.

And another place.

Xia Guo Art Academy, under the First Symphony Orchestra and Xia National Orchestra.

Ambush from all sides.

It needs to combine folk music and symphony, and it needs to be passionate, that kind of fanaticism of playing steel bars.

All are one reaction.

This is the request made by that blind man, that madman.

A dozen composers have been discussed for a long time.

"Pipa, the main instrument is pipa. Playing steel bars is an adjective, I think it is a heavy metal rock routine. Pipa can do it, and then supplemented by zither, plus the sharpness of violin..."

The leader of the orchestra sitting at the top nodded: "Choose someone."

What kind of place is this? An orchestra that gathers hundreds of the best musicians from the main and candidate Xia Kingdom.

are discussing.

The demon is here again.

In the beautiful country, Bai Hao slept until midnight and dreamed and jumped up. A figure flashed in his mind, the most beautiful Diao Chan.Then I shook the phone to the consulate and put forward my thoughts.

The consulate has given up on the discussion.

It's crazy to this extent, you can be as crazy as you want.

Then, the consulate sent over a new request.

The check for $30 will be sent to the consulate after dawn, and the consulate directly conveyed the request.

Someone came in and handed the discussant a new paper.

The additional funds of 30 US dollars, if possible, add dancers, if possible, add skirts, and add Lingyun buns, if possible, let the main musician wear Hanfu, if possible...

All if possible.

Immediately someone said: "According to this song, Ling Yun is not suitable, Feixian bun looks better. It's not a skirt, it's a curved skirt, long sleeves... Well, what kind of mission is this, we always need to know so that we can design better Bar."

The head of the art troupe thought for a moment and thought that everyone should know the truth.

"Bai Hao."

"Bai Hao, which one?"

Naturally, the artist doesn't know Bai Hao who is a mechanical engineer.

"Bai Hao from the Ninth Factory is the foreign exchange prodigy. The Bai Hao who defeated Tosiba in the beautiful country and brought back Tuoxiba's laboratory in the beautiful country. At this time, he and Wadao's company are in the beautiful country It is estimated that the country is fighting fiercely again, and I heard that Wajima will cut off the exit of TVs and radios, so he will definitely not sit still."

"What I know is that Comrade Bai Hao wants to book the halftime of one of the most watched ball games in the beautiful country, so he asked the consulate for instructions, hoping to get support. That's it."

"Well, at that time, it is estimated that there will be a live performance in a stadium with at least 6 people. The superior's opinion is that you can't make mistakes, strive to show the best, and choose people carefully. I won't mention the rest of the details. I don't need to review the incident of leaving the team. The seriousness of it, it's no small matter."

(End of this chapter)