passionate youth

Chapter 212 Unexpected News

After a lively lunch.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Ping'an and Guo Yan set off for the city.

It gets dark early in winter, and there is snow on the road. If you don’t start early, it will be even more inconvenient to travel when it gets dark.

When passing through the town of the commune, he ran into Director Wei head-on, and he held Jiang Ping'an back and gave him a serious criticism.

"It was agreed to treat me to a wedding wine when we got married, why didn't you send me a letter?" Director Wei said dissatisfiedly.

"If I hadn't heard from Guo Yan's family that you were married yesterday, I would have been kept in the dark."

"You kid sent me a sip of wine? How did you promise me when you came back to the screening a few months ago?"

Jiang Ping'an apologized again and again, saying, "My fault, it's all my fault!"

"It's the end of the year, I think the leader must be busy, so I dare not bother you!"

Director Wei snorted twice, and said, "There is good news that you can return to the unit to make a contribution."

"But I'm not happy, I'm too lazy to give you the credit."

Jiang Ping'an's face changed slightly, and he smiled and said:
"Don't be a leader, it's really a good thing, I don't want to take advantage of you for nothing."

Then leaned forward and whispered something to him.

Director Wei stared wide-eyed, glanced at Guo Yan next to him, pulled Jiang Pingan away, and confirmed with a heartbeat:

"Your medicinal wine is really so powerful? Your own people don't lie to your own people!"

"It's not a lie, no one dares to lie to you!" Jiang Ping'an said with certainty.

"Many people from Guo Yan's natal family went to my place for a drink the day before yesterday. You can find out after asking. I even gave them gifts."

Director Wei was skeptical, nodded and said:
"Okay, I'll send someone to Guo Lin's to taste it later."

After a pause, he said again: "I got the confirmation letter."

"[-] mu of cotton have been planted in the Chilechuan Ranch in the northwest. Your factory can send someone to take a look."

"Is it true? Thirty thousand mu of cotton is a lot, and there are many people watching it, right?" Jiang Ping'an asked in surprise.

There are many textile factories across the country, and they are crazy looking for raw cotton. It is not an exaggeration to say that this news is worth a thousand dollars.

Director Wei smiled and said, "No one has been eyeing it yet, so I'm telling you this."

"The trial planting of cotton in the ranch over there is to generate income, and to trade for food."

"This year is also the first trial planting, and the news is still being suppressed by the ranch."

"But it might happen after a while, so you have to be quick, and you don't even want to take a sip of the soup if you are slow."

Jiang Pingan nodded and asked curiously, "How do you know so clearly?"

No one would have thought of growing cotton on pastures.

The people on the pasture probably also know that cotton is in short supply, so they want to sell it at a good price.

Of course, even if someone knows, as long as the cotton is not sold, the capital textile mills will have the strength to compete.

"The director of our commune's ranch went there for a business trip some time ago, and he just came back yesterday." Director Wei smiled.

Jiang Pingan took a deep breath, held his hand and said excitedly:

"Leader, I will send you a hundred catties of medicinal wine on Sunday!"

"Good guy! Atmospheric! Interesting enough! He is a man who does great things!" Director Wei said with a thumbs up.

"But you don't need to send so much, just bring me a few catties and taste the fragrance."

Jiang Ping'an smiled and said, "Am I serious? Don't you regret it?"

"This... that wine is really as good as you said?" Director Wei hesitated again.

Jiang Pingan nodded silently, smiled without saying a word.

Director Wei thought for a while, then smiled and said:
"Forget it, even if it's delicious, I'll spend money to buy it from you, and I won't take advantage of you."

……

"Really? 300 mu of cotton, based on the minimum yield of [-] catties per mu, is there more than [-] million catties?"

After leaving the commune, Guo Yan was very surprised when the two talked about cotton.

"Well, there will only be more, not less." Jiang Pingan nodded.

"If the land is fertile and managed well, the cotton yield per mu can exceed [-] catties, or even [-] catties."

The cotton yield per mu in these years is only 300 catties at most, and it is still when the weather is good.

For example, in the later generations, the yield per mu was four to five hundred catties, basically never.

One is because of the seeds, and the other is that the fertilizers, technology and other aspects are also very backward.

For example, in the past few years, the age has been bad, and the production capacity per mu has reached more than [-] catties, which is already very high.

Of course, it doesn't rule out that the weather there is good.

In addition, the land is planted with cotton for the first time, so it is more fertile and the yield per mu may be higher.

"If this news is true, how beneficial is it to you?" Guo Yan asked curiously.

Jiang Ping'an smiled, and pondered: "It's easy to become a full-time member in advance, but it's not easy to say anything else."

This is the news I picked up. Whether the textile mill can get a lot of cotton depends on luck.

Jiang Ping'an didn't care about production or logistics. He was just an ordinary projectionist, and he was very open about this matter.

As long as the news is confirmed to be true, he won't be able to get away with his first effort, and he may have become a regular a few years ago.

"Then let's hurry up and return to the city earlier, and you can send the news to Lao Zhao earlier." Guo Yan said with a smile.

After Jiang Ping'an became a full-time employee, the couple will both hold iron rice bowls, a serious dual-career family.

Jiang Pingan nodded and quickened his pace.

If you want to go back earlier, the factory will get the news earlier, and you can send people to the ranch to connect earlier.

Speechless all the way.

Hurrying quickly, Jiang Ping'an and Guo Yan arrived at the textile factory before four o'clock.

The two went to the factory together and found Zhao Dabao.

"The news from Lao Wei?" Zhao Dabao asked in surprise.

"This news is too important, Guo Yan, please sit down for a while, I will take Ping An to find Deputy Director Qian."

He quickly called Nantai Commune and asked Director Wei directly.

After confirming the news, he took Jiang Ping'an to the deputy director's office without stopping.

After Deputy Factory Manager Qian got the news, he also attached great importance to it and quickly reported it to the factory.

This news is even more useful to him.

Because he will become a full-time employee next year, if the textile factory can resume production ahead of schedule, everyone in the factory will be grateful to him.

There will be nothing to do with Jiang Ping'an and Zhao Dabao in the future, and the factory leaders will study and decide how to operate in the future.

On the way back to the office, Jiang Pingan said with a smile:
"Leader, if there is a chance, I need your help to mention my becoming a full-time member."

Zhao Dabao nodded with a smile and said, "Don't worry, hurry up, step fast, the news you brought back is very important."

"Compared to Deputy Factory Manager Qian and me, it shouldn't be difficult for you to become a full-time employee years ago."

Jiang Pingan was stunned for a moment, and said curiously: "Leader..."

"Well, keep it secret, as long as you know it, including Guo Yan, don't reveal it for the time being." Zhao Dabao said with a smile.

Jiang Pingan smiled happily, shook his hand and said, "Leader, it's settled, I'll hang out with you from now on."

"Aren't you hanging out with me now?" Zhao Dabao raised his eyebrows and asked back.

Then he patted Jiang Ping'an's shoulder with a smile and said:

"Don't talk about whether you're a gangster or not, just work hard. It should be yours."

Jiang Ping'an smiled and said, "With the leader's words, I feel at ease."

The two returned to the office talking and laughing.

Guo Yan got up quickly, walked to Jiang Pingan's side and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

"Wait for the news!" Zhao Dabao answered.

"You can go back now, or you can sit down for a while. Qianchang will probably call back soon."

In fact, no matter how the factory operates in the future, neither he nor Jiang Ping'an can intervene.

Of course, if the cotton is really taken down, the propaganda department will definitely be busy.

(End of this chapter)