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Chapter 875: Hot Summer (rd update, please subscribe)
For the commander-in-chief, the most important thing is not to formulate a battle plan. The chief of staff will assist him in formulating a battle plan.

The most important thing is to select and employ people.

Who to choose, who to use... who can charge into battle, who can hold the defense... these are all things he must consider. After all, even the most perfect plan needs people to execute it.

In this way, staring at the cards, Zhang Songjie continued to adjust and plan.

As soon as the silence settled, the sound of arguments in the next meeting room came through the wall. Over there, the Law Review Committee was holding its weekly meeting to discuss policies.

Zhang Songjie pricked up his ears to listen to the heated debate and thought:
"Let's do it! Let's do it! Who has the loudest voice?"

Putting a stack of cards on the table, Zhang Songjie unbuttoned another button.

Even though the temperature indoors was only 18 degrees, he still felt a little hot.

In fact, in the Ministry of International Trade and Industry, even though the air-conditioning was only 18 degrees, the temperature seemed a bit high. Whether for people who were studying things or for people who were discussing things, the excitement would make them feel extremely hot.

The heated debate here even replaces the chirping of the giant cicadas in Borneo outside the window, and this is the unique scenery of the Ministry of International Trade and Industry. Just after being freed from the busy administrative work at the beginning of the year, it is faced with the period of formulating new policies in the middle of the year, and finally at the end of the year, a plan for the new year is put forward and implemented in the first half of the next year... and then it repeats like this.

Therefore, after they started to formulate new policies, the Ministry of Trade and Industry would be in a hot atmosphere, as hot as a boiling iron pot. The ministry was full of arguments among young rookies trying their hand at their talents. At this time, no one would worry about personnel changes, but everyone was full of vitality.

The entire Ministry of International Trade and Industry can be said to be like a steaming vortex, and the center of the vortex is the Legislative Review Committee.

Usually, the formulation of new policies begins with young staff from each department submitting their drafts to the bureau's affairs meeting for discussion.

At the meeting, everyone tried their best to get their own proposals passed, and argued repeatedly. This was another battle to test the talents of each proposer. Only those proposals whose content and arguments could withstand scrutiny could be retained; as the bureau's proposals, they were submitted to the Legislative Review Committee for discussion.

The committee members are selected from the young and promising staff, usually the chief affairs officers of the general affairs section of each bureau. They represent their respective bureaus and always want their own plans to be passed, so no one gives in. Originally, they were discussing national affairs, but the victory or defeat of the debate only affects the adjustment and formulation of the national industrial policy for the next year. It also affects the future of these young people.

So in order to ensure that their proposals would not be eliminated, they would repeatedly engage in heated debates with red faces and thick necks. In the midst of the debates, their proposals would also be adopted.

In fact, in the past decade, one industrial policy after another of Nanyang was formulated and implemented in this process. In this process, one young person after another emerged and was reused.

Once upon a time, Zhang Songjie was just like them, arguing and debating loudly, and finally convincing others.

Listening to the arguments outside, Zhang Songjie turned his eyes to the wall with a smile, as if he could see through the wall and witness the atmosphere of the committee with his own eyes.

Soon, Zhang Songjie stared at the cards on the table again and continued to study them.

After all, we have to fight a war, and the generals who will lead the charge must be chosen carefully!
Well, and the right advisor.

……

Although Nashville is the capital of Tennessee, the large international supermarket chain Carrefour did not move in until before Christmas last year.

On this day, as usual, a group of women entered the supermarket as soon as it opened. Soon, they pushed their carts and gathered in front of the women's shirt racks like a swarm of bees. Those shirts were colorful, like flowers blooming in spring, and each one exuded an attractive brilliance. Their eyes were all focused on the shirts priced at one dollar, and their eyes flashed with joy as if they had discovered a treasure.

Those shirts with trendy styles and bright colors look so novel and attractive!
Just yesterday, the newspapers, the radio, and even the television were filled with the news that "one dollar women's shirts" came to Tennessee!

"One dollar blouse"!
That was a product that just entered the United States last year. This cheap textile from Asia swept through cities overnight like a storm. However, for women in middle cities, they could only buy this cheap product through mail order. After all, it takes time for the product to be delivered. And now, the "one dollar women's shirt" that they doubted and expected has finally entered Tennessee and finally come to them.

"Oh my God, look at the price!"

A plump middle-aged woman picked up a floral shirt and raised the price tag in her hand in surprise, as if it were a gold medal.

"It's only one dollar. Just one dollar!"

"It's incredible that you can buy something like this for just one dollar!"

Another slender woman reached out and felt the texture of the shirt, a satisfied smile on her face.

"Oh my God, look at the color, how beautiful!" A middle-aged woman picked up a pink shirt, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Yes, and it's only one dollar, which is really a bargain!" another woman echoed, already holding several shirts of different colors in her hands, with a proud smile on her face.

They gathered together and enthusiastically discussed the cost-effectiveness of these shirts. Some said that it was a good deal to be able to buy such quality at such a price; others said that the styles and colors of these shirts were very fashionable and wearing them would definitely make them look new.

“The quality is surprisingly good, not cheap at all.”

A young woman nearby picked up a shirt and examined it carefully under the light, as if she were a professional appraiser.

The women were stunned by the "one dollar women's shirt". Although it looked very cheap, its style, workmanship and quality were surprisingly good, at least far beyond their imagination.

You know, just last year, many of them thought that such cheap goods must be very bad.

But now, all of them know what is good value for money.

The women around echoed the opinion, and they discussed the value for money of the shirt. Their voices were full of excitement and joy.

"This kind of good thing is so rare, I have to buy a few more!"

A woman said as she quickly picked out several different styles of shirts from the rack.

Others followed suit, busy selecting items in front of the shelves, occasionally exclaiming in amazement and laughing with satisfaction. The entire supermarket seemed to be infected by this rush of shopping, filled with a lively and joyful atmosphere.

Some women even buy them in dozens. After all, they are really too cheap, so cheap that it is outrageous and hard to refuse.

When did clothes become so cheap when you can buy a beautiful new women's blouse for just one dollar?
As the summer of 1955 was approaching, the same scene was being played out in various parts of the United States, with women happily buying these cheap shirts in dozens.

For them, they even feel that they have made a profit by buying them. From big cities to small places, almost all markets are filled with such cheap clothes.

This summer is destined to be hot...

(End of this chapter)