Rekindle 2003

Chapter 974: Virgin Mary?
'Want to go for a walk together?'

Although Qing Yun felt that Long Xingyuan's proposal was a bit abrupt, he did not show it.

I just find it a bit funny.

What’s the matter? You feel you can’t win in a group fight, so you decide to fight one-on-one?
A showdown between two top leaders?
Do you think you are young and seem easier to control than Guo Jing?
Everyone in the Yanhuang Group was also trying to hold back their laughter.

Anyone who looks down on Mr. Xiaoqing will end up with a bad ending.

I don't know who will be put into the sack in the end.

Emperor Yun smiled and stood up to show that he would rather obey than be disrespectful.

Long Xingyuan straightened his clothes, and after some courtesy from both sides, he took the lead in walking out of the meeting room, followed closely by Qing Yun.

The two walked out of the meeting room and crossed the Qinchuan Machine Tool Factory.

The afternoon sun shone on them, but it did not bring much warmth, because the weather was extremely cold when the snow melted. Their steps seemed a little heavy on the slippery muddy road.

Long Xingyuan didn't say anything, but led Qingyun silently.

The two walked along the factory wall for a while, and Qing Yun noticed some mottled slogans on the wall. Although they had faded, some inspiring slogans could still be recognized.

It is full of a heavy sense of history, but also a bit inconsistent.

It has to be said that at the beginning of the century when the machine tool industry was facing a major collapse in a more complex development environment, Qinchuan Machine Tool’s brand new factory building was somewhat surprising.

After all, the competition between traditional machine tools and foreign CNC machine tools at this time is not at all on the same dimension.

When Guan Xiyu of Shengjing Machine Tool was in the most difficult time at the end of the last century, the total funds in all the company's accounts were less than 5,000 yuan.

More than half of the workers in the factory resigned. In order to keep the factory running, Guan Xiyu did all kinds of business, including selling Cordyceps sinensis and filming TV dramas. After several years, he finally managed to balance the income and expenditure.

Even at this time, the Eighteen Arhats were having a hard time moving forward.

But the Qinchuan Machinery in front of us is not like that.

There were trucks lined up at the factory gate waiting to pick up goods, and at least Qing Yun couldn't see the end of the line as far as he could see.

All I can say is that it is such a pity that the legendary chairman Qin Chuan lost his integrity in his later years.

Emperor Yun shook his head and glanced at Long Xingyuan, who had a stern expression on his face.

This is an even more regrettable hero.

If he hadn't been working in a state-owned enterprise, maybe he would have had a good ending.

but……

Qingyun also sighed in his heart.

The machine tool industry cannot and dare not be privatized.

With their leather shoes pressing down the remaining snow, they came to an old residential area, where the architectural style was completely different from that of the modern factory area.

Now it tastes just right.

The small building constructed with red and gray bricks reveals a sense of historical vicissitudes.

These buildings are square, typical tube-shaped buildings, with almost no distance between buildings. They look a bit dilapidated, with some clothes hanging outside the windows, fluttering in the wind.

After all, it was the first snow, and the ground was still warm. Although the previous snow was heavy, it melted relatively quickly.

But at this moment, the road was full of mud, and when you stepped on it, mud and water splashed everywhere.

Long Xingyuan took Qingyun and went straight in.

It was a weekday afternoon, but the neighborhood was bustling with activity.

Qingyun noticed that the residents in the community seemed to be quite leisurely, more like people with nothing to do.

They either gathered in groups of three or four to play cards, or sat alone in front of their homes to bask in the sun. Many elderly people sat on the benches in front of the buildings, smoking pipes and chatting.

The children were playing in the snow, their laughter was clear and melodious, bringing a touch of warmth to this cold winter day.

However, as expected, Emperor Yun also saw some scenes that made him feel sad.

Some children decorated their snowmen with metal parts such as bolts and nuts.

The parts sparkled in the sun and were obviously some high-quality industrial products.

The reason why these objects appear here is probably that they were brought back from the factory by these families. They may be some souvenirs brought home after the factory closed down or the parents were laid off.

Such plots were often seen in TV dramas in my previous life.

But in reality, there was still a hint of melancholy in Emperor Yun’s eyes.

'No matter success or failure, life is heroic, it's just a matter of starting over again'

The song is very passionate, but the impact on every household is a trauma that cannot be healed by the times.

At this moment, something strange happened. A snowball flew over from some kid and hit Long Xingyuan on the forehead.

Qing Yun was stunned for a moment, then saw several more snowballs flying towards them.

Then, the child yelled, "It's him! He caused my dad to lose his job!"

Qing Yun's eyes were stern. He saw several children with childish anger on their faces. One of the older boys was holding a snowball tightly in his hand and shouting, "He is a bad guy! He is the one who made our family unable to eat meat!"

The other children also joined in the fun. Some picked up snow from the ground, while others made snowballs with their hands and threw them at Long Xingyuan.

Although these little kids were young, their faces were full of determination. For a moment, Emperor Yun even thought they were those boy scouts who were not even as tall as their guns.

It’s just unfortunately that in this scene, he and Long Xingyuan are the Sakura Devil.

Yang Bingnan and others quickly stepped forward and blocked the snowball.

Their actions were swift and professional, ensuring that no snowballs could hit Long Xingyuan and Qing Yun again.

As the children shouted and snowballs flew, the adults around also began to notice the unusual movement here.

They were originally sitting at the doorsteps of their respective homes or chatting on benches in the community, but at this moment, as if touched by some emotion, they all stood up and slowly gathered around.

Qing Yun glanced around and saw that the eyes of those adults were full of indifference besides vigilance.

They watched this scene quietly, no one reprimanded the children for their mischief, and some even had a hint of gloating in their eyes.

There was no sympathy or anger in their expressions, only a deep disappointment and alienation.

What surprised Qingyun was that the way they looked at Long Xingyuan was as if they were looking at a stranger, a being that was once familiar but had become distant.

"Ignorant bastard! How dare you come here!"

"Why wouldn't others dare to come? 250 yuan a year of seniority, 25 250s were bought out, my youth is all 250!"

"Forget it. He is wearing a brand-name coat, smoking good cigarettes, and driving a luxury car. It is already good enough for the chairman to come here for inspection."

“Whatever reform and development we talk about, in the end aren’t we, the honest workers, the ones who suffer?”

……

Under the protection of Yang Bingnan and others, Qing Yun and Long Xingyuan left the community in disgrace.

But the children's snowballs and shouting, as well as the adults' cold eyes, were deeply imprinted in their hearts.

Long Xingyuan's coat was covered with snow and his hair was a little messy, but there was no anger or sadness on his face, but rather a deep helplessness.

Qing Yun looked at Long Xingyuan and couldn't help feeling a little sympathy in her heart.

He knew that behind these emotions was Long Xingyuan's guilt and powerlessness towards these workers and their families.

Long Xingyuan exhaled a breath of foul air from his chest, smiled at Qing Yun, and said,
“These are all laid-off workers from Sanqin Machinery Factory. When Qinchuan Machine Tool was ordered to integrate them to form Qinchuan Group, the old chairman did not accept them.

And I…was the deputy leader of the integration working group at that time. After the integration was completed, I was selected to study in the economic management research class because I had successfully completed the integration work. Then I was sent abroad to study for a doctorate. "

These words...

Qingyun was knocked over by thunder.

He thought it was a laid-off worker from the Qinchuan Machine Tool Factory!
At this moment, Emperor Yun really wanted to yell, "What does it have to do with you?"

First, the integration and reorganization of several state-owned enterprises involved related matters. This was not something that Long Xingyuan could decide on. He was just an executor.

Acting like this now is too...

Such a heart of God!

Second, and most important.

What does Qing Yun have to do with him? !
Emperor Yun sighed depressedly, "This is the choice of history, Chairman Long, you don't have to blame yourself too much."

Long Xingyuan patted the snow residue on his body, thanked Yang Bingnan and others, and scattered a round of cigarettes, and then said,

"Yes, the wheel of history always moves forward, but the weight it places on an individual is sometimes really hard to bear."

He looked at the children again, with a trace of guilt in his eyes, "I just hope that through my efforts, their future will be better."

Qing Yun was silent. He knew that Long Xingyuan's words contained too much emotion and responsibility.

But he didn't understand Long Xingyuan's point...

Long Xingyuan exhaled a puff of smoke, and then smiled, "I was born in Hejiang, Western Sichuan in 62, and then I followed my parents here to build the Sanqin Machinery Factory when I was three years old, and then I stayed in Qishan.

I went to Xi'an Jiaotong University at the age of 17, and worked at Qinchuan Machine Tool Factory after graduating at the age of 21. I was considered one of the first batch of undergraduates in Qishan after the reform and opening up, so I was highly valued.

I was the workshop director at the age of 23, and the deputy factory director before I was 30. In 95, we merged the company into a new one...

I feel sorry for them!"

When he said this, Long Xingyuan's voice began to choke.

The middle-aged man in his 40s, who was known for his strong personality, couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.

But think about it.

Maybe the community we just talked about is where Long Xingyuan grew up.

I don’t know who was so vicious at that time to let Long Xingyuan be the actual person in charge of the integration team.

Its heart is awkward!

Facing the uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters who had watched him grow up, Qing Yun found it hard to imagine how Long Xingyuan spoke at that time.

Of course, given Long Xingyuan's rocket-like rise, and the fact that character is destiny, it is not clear whether this was revenge from others.

Qing Yun patted his shoulder, his face full of helplessness, "So...you asked me for 3 million in cash to resettle them?"

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(End of this chapter)