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"Have you heard? Zhang Laosan came back from Shanghai and made a fortune. The suit he wore on his wedding day was made of acrylic! He even wore a scarf. On the day he went to pick up his relatives, the courtyard of his mother's family was full of people, just to see how he came from Shanghai. The suit I bought back. The material and style are exactly the same as Xu Wenqiang in Shanghai..." In the lounge, the young man from the second workshop smacked his lips enviously.

"What's so rare about this, we can have it too." The new shift worker didn't cooperate, but showed a disdainful expression.

Everyone immediately turned their heads and asked, "What's the matter?"

The shift-changing workers smiled awkwardly, and when they looked good enough, they said mysteriously: "A notice has been posted outside that our factory will be evaluated as a production model. There are 20 people in a workshop. If you are evaluated, you will be rewarded with a salary increase and rewards." A woolen suit, hey, what is acrylic!"

He was still ready to describe the neatness of the woolen suit, and then looked up, there are no people, everyone is rushing to the workshop... must be a production model, suits, woolen, wear on the body, go to the girl's house One stop, and the marriage is settled.

At the same time, Xiaopang came to Sioux City in a desperate manner, and asked with a smile: "Master, I heard that you are going to make woolen suits? Master... Our oil field has a daily production of 1100 barrels, so I am half a production model, right? "

Su Cheng looked Xiaopang up and down. This guy is very suitable for life in the oil field, and his body shape is getting rounder.

He couldn't help laughing and said, "It's too costly to make clothes for you."

Xiaopang said coyly: "Master, just help me out."

The problem of woolen suits is not only expensive, but mainly because the output is too small. China has never been a big wool country, and it is impossible to import a large amount of wool in the absence of foreign exchange.On the contrary, due to the preferences of Europeans and Americans, wool and cashmere with better quality are first exported, and the rare woolen clothes will be snapped up by crowds as long as they are on the counter.

Su Cheng looked at Xiaopang amusedly, turned his mind, and suddenly asked: "Did you have a girlfriend?"

"Where is there... Where is there." Xiaopang slipped back guiltily.

"If not, forget it." Su Cheng took his pulse.

Xiaopang "hum-chi-hum-chi" twice before saying "yes" in a low voice.

"Where?"

"It's...it's from the research institute..."

"A researcher?"

"It's the researcher's daughter." Fatty's chin was about to touch his stomach.

Su Cheng laughed, and said, "You are also close to the water, which researcher."

"That... is... Dean Qin's daughter."

Qin Shiwei's burly figure and strong muscle bumps immediately appeared in Su Cheng's mind.

His daughter, is she a weightlifter?

The type that can hold Chubby with two hands?

Su Cheng thought about it for a while before he smiled and said, "Since you are really in love, I will give you a suit. Get up early tomorrow and pick up the goods in Jinan."

It's cold now, and the woolen fabrics have long been sold out. Su Cheng also asked Lin Yonggui to approve 70 sets of woolen fabrics from the Provincial Materials Bureau.In addition to the economic status of Shengli Oilfield, it is also because the leader of Shengli Oilfield also holds the leadership position of Dongying City Government.

the next day.Xiaopang took his girlfriend to the train station early.

To Su Cheng's surprise, Qin Shiwei's daughter was born petite, shy and cute, standing next to Xiaopang, almost half of her appearance... Shu Lan also took the opportunity to play in Jinan, and soon chatted with her.

"My name is Qin Yun, and I was assigned to the office after graduation." Xiaopang introduced Su Cheng in a low voice.

Su Cheng asked the word "Yun", and said: "Old Qin is knowledgeable, you have to work hard."

"Buying woolen suits means working hard." Xiaopang shook his shirt, trying to pretend to be a successful man, but failed.

Everyone got on the train, this time in a hard-seat car, chatted and played cards for four or five hours, and arrived in Jinan.

Su Cheng suggested finding a place to rest, but was unanimously opposed. Even Chen Liang said "I'm not tired" and insisted: "I'll talk about it after I get the woolen material."

A group of people took firm steps and found the Provincial Materials Department as one. They waited for two hours before being introduced to the state-owned store.

Su Cheng knew this earlier, bought a newspaper to read and waited.I should be thankful that in 1987, even two or three years earlier, it was impossible to find something that could be read leisurely.

Chen Liang and Director Yang were used to going to higher-level departments, and they came and went with notes. They finally paid the money to the state-run people's store and got 280 meters of woolen fabrics.

Among them, 240 meters are used for production pacesetters, and 40 meters are used for favors.Wool is extremely difficult to buy, even if it is transferred at the original price, it is a public relations weapon better than Moutai.

Xiaopang cheerfully helped to carry it, and he didn't care if he was tired and sweaty.Qin Yun wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, showing tenderness.

Su Cheng immediately turned to look at Shu Lan.

With a flushed face, the little beauty whispered, "You didn't sweat."

It was so easy to go out once, and everyone was reluctant to go back, Su Cheng simply announced a holiday and free activities.

Fatty pulled Qin Yun and slipped away long ago. Su Cheng took Shu Lan to buy two small accessories, then took a taxi and went around the city.

The driver likes such guests the most, and said with a smile: "Brother, did you come back from abroad, from Jinan?"

"This is my first time here." Su Cheng didn't explain, but instead asked, "Master, how are the state-owned enterprises in our city doing?"

"Some are good, some are bad." The driver looked at the rearview mirror and said, "The Boiler Factory and Jinan Qingqi are both very prosperous factories. The paper factory and the like are not good enough."

"Where's Jinan Engine Factory?"

The driver thought hard for a while before he said, "Is it the one that produces tractors?"

"Production of diesel engine generators, gas generators. Not used in cars."

"Oh, from Changqing District. Shall I take you there?"

Su Cheng nodded in agreement.

As soon as the driver stepped on the accelerator, he flew straight out of the city.

Just like the Shengli Oilfield Machinery Factory, the Jinan Power Machinery Factory has a very large factory area, about [-] acres in size. Now it is off-duty time, and workers on bicycles can be seen leaving through the gate.

"Why are there so few people?" Su Cheng silently calculated that there were only about 200 people off work, which was too unreasonable.

China's bicycle army has a very terrifying combat effectiveness. During commuting time, two thousand, five thousand, or ten thousand bicycles can be collected casually.

Many people think that traffic jams are a new thing after the rise of private cars, but in fact, traffic jams are a new thing after the rise of private bicycles.

For a 2000-acre factory, it would be too disrespectful to block the inside and outside of the factory gate during off-duty hours.

Su Cheng gave the driver an extra 10 yuan and asked him to wait a little longer.

The latter agreed and parked the car on the side of the road.

Su Cheng dragged Shu Lan into the Jinan Engine Factory, but no one stopped her.At this moment, he had already made up his mind.

Although Shu Lan was strange, she still followed behind her step by step, looking at this old state-owned enterprise curiously, and at the same time secretly compared it with Oilfield and Dahua Industrial, saying: "It's so desolate."

Although the former Shengli Machinery Factory relied on blood transfusions from oil fields, at least there was production. However, in this Jinan Power Machinery Factory, some workshops were obviously closed, and it was already in a clear state of decline.

At this moment, Su Cheng nodded and said, "This factory can't last anymore."

"Then you're still here?" Shu Lan thought he was looking for an accessory factory.

Su Cheng chuckled twice, and said, "It's only interesting if you can't hold on..."

"What's the point!" At the corner of the factory building, a cadre with disheveled hair heard this, and couldn't bear the resentment in his heart anymore, and rushed out with red eyes.

(To be continued)