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Chapter 402 Jiangshan, let's meet the leader of hexagonal foreign exchange earning

Yanjing, Beihai Park.

Taking advantage of the good weather today, Lu Xuzhang from the Tourism Bureau and Li Qiang from the Foreign Trade Department came to visit the garden.

May is already halfway over, and the number of foreign guests we receive, which has quadrupled compared to last year, seems to be even more prosperous during this period.

Compared with other places, Yanjing not only receives foreign guests, but also many domestic guests.

Business trips, meetings, sales promotions, purchases... In short, people from all over the country who come here to visit have invisibly boosted the domestic demand of the entire imperial capital.

Li Qiang from the Foreign Trade Department is no longer surprised by this situation.

But today, Beihai Park seems to be not only crowded, but also delicious.

Every few steps, you can see a group of foreigners gathered together in the park, happily celebrating.

After getting closer and taking a closer look, the old minister immediately wanted to join in.

A big red sedan chair and a white horse with a brown saddle.

Next to these antique means of transportation, there are various ancient costumes and model demonstration pictures placed in prominent positions.

The two leaders, with their hands behind their backs, looked up at the foreign guests who were dressed in ancient costumes and were bestowed with official uniforms by the emperor when they came to pay tribute.

After a while, he looked down at the Chinese and English price list at his feet.

“It’s really not cheap!”

"Really? I think we can add a little more. Look, there's already a queue."

The two old leaders, who had been thinking about earning foreign exchange all day, started communicating on the spot.

After more than ten minutes, seeing that Li Bu still had no intention of leaving, Lu Xuzhang simply suggested:
"Comrade Lao Li, how about you change into some clothes and pretend to be one? I promise to take beautiful photos of you."

Li Qiang, who is over 70 years old, smiled and waved his hand: "There are too many people in the queue, so let's leave the opportunity to the foreign guests who need it more... However,"

"But what?"

"That beautiful popsicle, I really want to try it."

"You're over 70 and you still like this?" Lu Xuzhang said in embarrassment: "I think it's better to forget it, don't let it get you sick later."

Comrades who know Li Qiang well know that he can always eat ice.

Even when he was 90 years old, he still held a bottle of ice cola all day long.

"Old Lu, let me tell you something," Li Qiang wiped the sweat off his forehead:

"As soon as I entered the gate of Beihai Park, I noticed the popsicles in their hands."

"Okay then," Lu Xuzhang put his hand into his jacket pocket: "I'll eat with you today."

It just so happened that he was also feeling very hot at the moment.

Just when the young comrade from the Tourism Bureau ran to buy popsicles.

Lu Xuzhang gave a brief introduction to the cultural and creative popsicles.

It was only then that Li Qiang looked at Lu Xuzhang again.

"I say, Old Lu, you insisted that you were too old to do business and handed over Guangda Huaxing to China Resources,"

Li Qiang raised his hand and pointed around: "I see you are doing very well now. You can even make popsicles for three yuan each. Who else can earn more than you?"

It is even called a cultural and creative popsicle.

"I think we should call it a foreign exchange popsicle."

Looking at the delicate white tower popsicle in his hand, Li Qiang was reluctant to eat it: "This is a good trick, this is how we should deal with it... Welcome foreign guests."

"This is just the beginning,"

Lu Xuzhang remembered the flywheel plan Jiang Shan had given him: "Just wait and see, I have plenty of ways to warmly welcome foreign guests."

"In Pujiang, there is also a comrade like you,"

Two veteran cadres were walking along the Beihai Lake, sucking on popsicles: "We have increased the export volume of several commodities in a row."

"Really?"

"Not only that, it is said that he has not only revitalized his own work, but has also recently helped the comrades in the Commerce Bureau to come up with a lot of ideas."

"Who is this comrade you are talking about? Do I know him?"

"He is a cadre of Pujiang Foreign Trade, named Xu Muchun," Li Qiang said, "Do you know him?"

"never heard of that."

"My main reason for going to Pujiang this time, besides inspecting the work, was to meet him."

Upon hearing this, Lu Xuzhang paused and asked, "You're going to Pujiang?"

"Tonight's flight," Li Qiang asked after hearing the other party's tone, "Why, do you have something to do?"

……

Pujiang City, No. 51, Anhe Street.

Zhou Jie and Dong Zhizhi, who were sitting in the yard, were staring at Jiang Shan intently.

At this moment, Jiang Ma not only ordered the third child to move the dining table out of the house, but also placed a lot of American snacks on the table.

"In fact, before the last arrest, Li Bai and his wife had been arrested once before, and that time the whole family was almost wiped out,"

Jiang Shan holds a glass of water and says: "At that time, the Anti-Japanese War had not yet ended, and Li Bai and his wife were working together on the mission of sending messages, one upstairs and one downstairs.

Suddenly, a group of Japanese soldiers emerged from the alley.

Seeing the Japanese patrolling every household, Li Bai's wife quickly knocked on the door three times according to the agreed signal.

"What happened next?" Dong Zhizhi said nervously, "Were they discovered?"

"It was originally impossible to find it," Jiang Shan said.

"After receiving the signal, Li Bai quickly dismantled the transmitter and hid it under the floor.

I didn't expect the quality of the broken floor was so poor. It was broken by a Japanese soldier even though it didn't die.

With this kick, all the parts hidden underneath were discovered."

"Oh my," Zhou Jie nervously clutched a candy: "How could it be such a coincidence?"

"Who says it's not?" Jiang Shan continued:
"That's it. Although Li Bai repeatedly stressed that he knew nothing about it, it should be something left by the previous tenant.

But Li Bai and his wife were still arrested and taken to the gendarmerie.

During the interrogation, they tried all kinds of torture instruments but still failed to pry open Li Bai's mouth.

The gendarmerie then tied up Comrade Li Bai's wife, Qiu Huiying, and brought her in front of Li Bai.

Then, Qiu Huiying was forced to watch her husband being tortured.

The electric chair, bamboo sticks, branding irons, nail pulling, and tiger benches; the entire cell was filled with the sound of broken bones.

Looking at the tortured Li Bai, Qiu Huiying and her husband fainted several times.

But even so, the couple still gritted their teeth and insisted that they were innocent. "

Li Ruocheng shook his head slightly: "What kind of perseverance does this take!"

Zhou Jie asked anxiously: "What happened next? Did the Japanese believe it?"

"There has always been something that is not clear about this matter, and it is also the key to the Japanese army's continued suspicion."

Jiangshan has always admired these technical geeks: "At that time, the Japanese army only found the transmitter under the floor, but never found the receiver.

In fact, Li Bai had been using a modified radio to receive messages, and this radio was also taken back by the gendarmerie at that time.

But after detailed testing, the Japanese army still failed to discover the secret of this radio.

In this way, the Japanese army, which had gained nothing in the end, had no choice but to release Li Bai and his wife. "

"This is quite impressive," Uncle Li looked at Jiang Shan, "Based on this, our team's skills are no worse than those of the Japanese."

Li Ruocheng's words made everyone feel comfortable.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Japan's technology has always been above ours.

"Don't be fooled by the fact that these guys don't usually carry guns or cannons," Jiang Shan thought of one person, "When it comes to playing, they are not bad at all."

"Third brother, you're exaggerating," Li Ruocheng glanced at the candy on the table, "There is a big difference between those who are good at literature and those who are good at martial arts. After all, they are in different professional fields!"

"Uncle Li," Jiang Shan said, "Do you remember the movie I mentioned earlier?"

"The radio waves that never fade away?" Everyone sitting there answered Jiangshan.

"The screenwriter of this film, although the name shown in the subtitles is Lin Jin," Jiang Shan said:

"But in fact, in the archives of the Bayi Factory, there is another person's name recorded in detail. Do you know who he is?"

"Who?"

"He is the comrade who developed the first radio transmitter and receiver for the Chinese Communist Party: Li Qiang."

"Li Qiang?" Li Ruocheng frowned slightly: "It sounds a bit familiar!"

"That's right," Jiang Shan said, "You must have heard his name often on radio and television."

"Who exactly is this Li Qiang?"

At this moment, everyone present was very curious.

"He is currently the head of our country's Ministry of Foreign Trade," Jiang Shan:
"In his early years, when he was sent to study in the Soviet Union, Li Qiang deduced the transmission principle of the US diamond antenna based on only an experimental report.

He published an English paper titled "Transmitting Diamond Antenna", which was included in the Soviet Encyclopedia at the age of 30, and his research results were named: Li Qiang Formula..."

This compound genius has many labels: academician, economist, chemical expert, radio expert, intelligence expert, financial product investor...

In 1939, when Li Qiang was the director of the Military Industry Bureau, he developed the first Type rifle in the Shaanxi-Gansu-Ningxia region.

This is also the first rifle in my country's military history.

From 1939 to 1943, under the leadership of Li Qiang, the Yan'an Military Factory established a gun factory, steel mill, explosives factory, kerosene and pharmaceutical factory.

Not only that, he also opened classes in weapons, blasting, steelmaking, and process metals.

He taught personally and provided hands-on instruction, training a large number of scarce talents for the Party.

But his most remarkable achievement is his work in the field of radio.

"In 1926, in order to cooperate with the third armed uprising, Li Qiang developed a batch of grenades on his own after learning that the organization was in urgent need of weapons.

Afterwards, Li Qiang was noticed by the organization and was commissioned by the Prime Minister to start developing radio.

Jiang Shan took a sip of tea and said, “You know, in that era, our party had absolutely no experience in the field of radio.

After arriving in Wuhan, Li Qiang was appointed as the chief of the Special Operations Section.

Through self-study and research, he developed the first underground radio station in the history of the Communist Party of China.

During the War of Liberation, Comrade Li Qiang was ordered to build a radio transmitter to spread the voice of Xinhua News Agency to the whole world.

During the founding ceremony of the People's Republic of China, he designed the "Nine-headed Bird" loudspeaker, so that the leader's voice can still be heard in China today.

Therefore, he has always been called the founder of New China's broadcasting industry."

At this point, several people in Courtyard No. 51 were completely stunned by the person Jiang Shan mentioned.

It is really hard to imagine that a person can flourish in multiple fields at the same time.

Li Ruocheng said with emotion: "Next time, I must take a good look at him on TV."

"Me too," Jiang Shan emphasized:
“However, the most important thing is that Li Qiang not only developed the first radio station in Wuhan.

He also opened special training classes and cultivated a large number of radio talents. Li Bai was one of his students at that time.

Under Li Qiang's training, Li Bai not only learned how to modify the radio to receive messages, but also learned how to change the transmission power from 100 watts to 15 watts. "

"No wonder when I watched the movie, I always felt that this spy film was more professional than other films of the same type," Li Ruocheng understood:
“It turns out that the script was written by the radio expert himself!”

“You hit the nail on the head, because the screenwriter himself has been through it.

This is how the entire film truly shows the warmth, wits, courage, and crisis-ridden life of underground workers. "

Jiang Shan said: "You see, at the end Comrade Li Qiang was still able to write.

Through a film format that is popular with the public, several unknown heroes have been transformed into everlasting radio waves.”

Having said that, Jiangshan looked at the two girls who were listening attentively across from him.

"Now, this mission is once again in your hands."

Zhou Jie and Dong Zhizhi's eyes lit up at the same time: "We?"

"Yes, it's you guys," Jiang Shan started KFC:

"The difference is that this time you will show your graceful dancing skills and let the people know the revolutionary partners who silently support these heroes.

Let everyone know that a seemingly slender and beautiful body can also support a secret battle line. "

"..."

At this moment, Dong Zhizhi and Zhou Jie, who were unable to say a word, looked at each other.

The two pretty rosy faces strongly expressed the dancers' excitement.

Come to think of it, I originally just wanted to find some inspiration for choreography.

Unexpectedly, I not only gained a new dance theme, but also took on a red mission.

Young girls of this generation are easily moved. Dong Zhizhi choked up and said, "I want to cry after listening to this. I must dance this dance well."

Looking at the drawing on the table again, Zhou Jie couldn't help but sigh again: "It's so beautiful!"

They looked at each one carefully:

"I didn't expect that dancing in a cheongsam could be so elegant and clean."

"Even the palm-leaf fan in my hand has become beautiful."

Dong Zhizhi held the draft in her hands and smiled; she really liked the dancing posture in the painting.

Sometimes it is transparent and soft, sometimes it is elegant and capable.

"Editor Jiang,"

Zhou Jie tilted her neck to look at Jiang Shan
"Is my understanding correct? By showing the beauty of the streets and alleys, I want to tell everyone the mysteries hidden in them."

Zhou Jie, who is only 19 years old, is one year younger than Dong Zhizhi.

But she's obviously a girl with her own ideas.

"That's about it," Jiang Shan said.

“But our main purpose is not to create puzzles for the audience.

Instead, it is to tell the audience that in these alleys full of fireworks, there is also a group of people silently guarding them.

The battlefield, seemingly without the smoke of gunpowder, is as severe as the battlefield itself."

Zhou Jie frowned slightly: "How can this be reflected in the dance?"

"In the group dance," Jiang Shan pointed at the artwork:

"You can arrange a character with a special identity to perform several different movements from time to time in the group dance."

Zhou Jie understood it immediately: "This character is the hero's wife."

"Yes," Jiang Shan said, "We can highlight the key characters by slightly adjusting the color and hairstyle of the cheongsam."

"Then she is the lead dancer," Dong Zhizhi understood: "According to convention, the dance difficulty of this role should be higher than that of the entire team."

"This one," Zhou Jie picked up the drawing, "and this one, all these moves are fine."

Dong Zhizhi spread his arms and gestured a few times: "It doesn't look difficult, but I don't know when to jump..."

A few seconds later, the two girls who had been staring at each other suddenly looked at Jiang Shan together:

"Editor Jiang, do you have a palm leaf fan at home?"

"Yes," Jiang Ma stood up and said, "I'll find it for you right away."

"I have one at home," Li Huaiying also moved: "Mine is still new!"

……

As the sun sets, the sunset glows around the edge.

Before Jiang He led Lu Xiao into the yard, they heard sounds: Dadada, start; Dadada, stop, hold on!
The couple walked into the yard curiously to take a look.

Two young and beautiful dancers were holding a palm-leaf fan and standing on a small wooden stool...

Under the command of Comrade Lao San, they began to dance move by move.

(End of this chapter)