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"Brother Okto." Sun Raul stretched out his hand to Okdo very politely, and Okdo also stood up quickly and reached out to hold Sun Raul's hand to express his kindness.

"What? Have you finished reading this book?" Sun Boyang sat back on the chair first, and asked Sun Raul with his legs crossed and his hands wrapped around his abdomen.

"Yes brother, I've finished reading this book." Sun Raul handed back Sun Boyang's "On Exploitation and Being Exploited" to Sun Boyang, and Sun Boyang took the draft article written by himself after careful consideration, and flipped through it casually After reading two pages, Sun Boyang couldn't help laughing when he saw the wrinkled corners of the paper.

"I'm sorry, brother... I didn't cherish this book too much." Seeing his brother laughing, Sun Raul couldn't help but flushed, feeling deeply ashamed. This was probably a precious manuscript written by his brother himself, so he didn't say a word I borrowed it to look at it, and it looked like this...

"No, no, you did a good job, very good." Sun Boyang smiled and handed the manuscript to Okedo, and looked at Sun Raul with admiring eyes.

"Hey, this is, over and over again." Okedo looked at the title of the manuscript, and then at the degree of damage of the manuscript, and smiled knowingly.

"Yeah, how eager to learn, I have long said that Sun Raul is a very promising child." Sun Boyang said with a hint of pride.

"Raul, how do you feel after reading this manuscript?" Okdo briefly browsed Sun Boyang's manuscript, raised his head and asked Sun Raul.

"Feel...?" Sun Raul was a little confused.

"That's right, do you think it's right?" Okdo continued to ask curiously, tilting his head.

"I think what you said is quite right." Sun Raul stroked his chin and replied thoughtfully.

"My brother wrote very clearly in the manuscript, and clearly analyzed the relationship between workers and bosses, as well as farmers and landlords. I think that among the books I have read, there is no better writing than my brother's." Sun Lauer said

"It's not just that there is no one, it's that no one has written about it." Okedo smiled wryly and looked at Sun Boyang.

"Without colleges and schools, workers and peasants would not be able to get access to knowledge. With the knowledge they have, they would only know that the bosses and landlords have made heavy deductions, but they don't understand what is going on." Okedo said to Sun Boyang

"That's why I have already proposed to Victor, the leftist minister, that a school should be built." Sun Boyang nodded in agreement with Okedo's idea.

"However, the tuition fees for the children of poor farmers and workers is a big problem, and what kind of teachers to hire is a big problem. In my opinion, we have to continue to discuss this matter with Victor Zuo." Sun Boyang said.

"Brother, do you still remember that you promised me to take me to your factory?"

Sun Raul's eyes flickered with expectation. Since reading this manuscript, he has become more and more interested in Sun Boyang's factory, and he wants to see what the world Sun Boyang exemplified is like.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow you go to Okdo, the three of us have a good look, not only to the factory, but also to the furniture store, to the clinic, to the hotel." Sun Boyang nodded in agreement with Sun Raul's request.

"Thank you, brother. Then, there is one more thing. I want to borrow another manuscript." Sun Raul asked his capable brother.

"How many books have you read? Or did you just read my manuscript mindlessly?" Sun Boyang was not in a hurry to take books from the bookshelf for him, but asked lightly.

"I haven't seen the others yet..." Sun Raul said with some shame.

"Then you don't need to rush to read the other manuscripts I wrote, how about...here...you read this Yondalim Chronicle first, I made annotations on it, and you should focus on reading the annotations , it will be of great benefit to you."

Sun Boyang walked to the simple and unsophisticated bookshelf, gently took out the thick "Yongdalim Chronicle", and handed this book, which is a must-read for literate people, to Sun Raul.

"Annotation?" Sun Raul took the history book and turned the pages curiously.

"It's just my own opinion on the articles in the chronicle. In fact, you can also buy a new copy and make some annotations." Sun Boyang explained to Raul with a smile.

"Brother, I'll take my leave first. I wish you a happy day." Seeing Okdo waiting silently, Sun Raul immediately retreated to Sun Boyang's bedroom with great interest, and hurried back to his room to read a book.

"By the way, don't show my book or manuscript to others! Especially your friends!" Sun Boyang seemed to have thought of something, and quickly leaned out to remind Sun Raul in the corridor.

"I understand brother!" Sun Raul replied without looking back.

"This kid." Sun Boyang shook his head and closed the door, and sat down again facing Okdo.

"How about it? You can calm down and read my manuscript. My brother is a man of talent. I plan to send him to the army as a quartermaster. He will be very helpful to our cause." Sun Boyang intervened and said .

"Raul is not younger than you. He is over 30 years old. Can he stand up to the army?" Okedo couldn't help laughing when he heard Sun Boyang's words, and shook his hand to express his disapproval.

"What's wrong with being in his 30s? It's not for him to be an officer or a soldier. If I ask, General Oleg or General Shivanov will not refuse. They will definitely agree that Raul should be a quartermaster under him. .” Sun Boyang said while taking out a cigarette.

"You are still very worried about the army? Didn't Migaoqi and the others go? Migaoqi, Yegor, Anton, Valentin...they are all brave and resourceful young men, and they came out of the literacy class , have a deep understanding of our cause, I think they should not worry too much, they are all fighters who can stand on their own." Okdo also took out a cigarette and leaned over to borrow fire from Sun Boyang.

"The more I know that they are soldiers and brave and resourceful children, the more I can't let go." Sun Boyang took a deep breath and sighed again.

"Our people are still very few, not even more than one hundred, maybe not even seventy. In this case, every brother in the literacy class is our precious fire, our most precious asset, they are A treasure that is hard to buy." Sun Boyang said with a frown.

"It will get better, I said Sun Boyang, you have to have confidence in the future, you know, you are our backbone, you can't be so depressed." Okdo comforted.

"Ah, no, it's just that their words during the meeting made me very angry." Sun Boyang said as he stubbed out the cigarette.

"I thought they would be very shameless and low-spirited, but I didn't expect them to reach this point. Judging from their words and deeds, if the bourgeois provisional government takes power and power, the lives of farmers and workers will not be easy. At any point, they are essentially no different from the nobles of the Yongdalim royal family, they came to power, just replaced by a group of landlord chiefs with another group of landlord chiefs."

Sun Boyang said disdainfully, he picked up the star made of steel on the desk and played with it in his hands, and fell into thinking again.

"According to your idea, when should we establish a real party organization?" Okdo also took a deep breath and asked.

"Wait for a while, wait for the workers in the army, and the workers sent to other factories to work for a while, and have a deeper understanding of Yongdalim. At that time, I will call them back and officially announce the establishment of the party organization." Sun Boyang Said to Okdo frankly.

"Do the bourgeoisie have the tendency to establish an organization?" Okedo nodded in agreement with Sun Boyang's idea, and then continued to ask after thinking about it.

"Not yet, but they don't seem to be monolithic now. Businessmen, officials, and soldiers will definitely have different differences in the future. At that time, without my suggestion, they will start to form groups and form small groups with each other." "Yes." Sun Boyang replied

"Just now, I saw that you were writing manuscripts recently? Why, are these manuscripts going to be published in the latest newspapers?" Okdo picked up Sun Boyang's manuscripts again, looked up for a while and asked.

"These are not suitable for direct publication, and it is very likely that the bourgeoisie will alienate me. I plan to use them as internal documents in the future to strengthen the knowledge and learning of the workers in the literacy class." Sun Boyang replied without raising his head.

"This is a good idea. The article you wrote has a thorough description of the truth, which is very suitable for workers to read." Okedo nodded in agreement.

"You don't have to worry about the nearest factory. I'm in charge of it very well. You just need to concentrate on completing your tasks and don't be entangled by these trivial matters." Okdo stood up and put on his hat, ready to leave and said arrive.

"Thanks to you, you have shared a lot of heavy responsibilities for me, Okto, and now it is only you, I can tell you my thoughts and ideas, if there is no such a considerate friend as you, I'm really worried about the future." Sun Boyang also stood up, put on his coat and prepared to see Okdo off.

"I'm not as smart as you, and I don't have as many ideas as you, but my sympathy for workers and peasants is not inferior to yours. Since I can't help you ideologically, then I will provide you with material help." Ke Duo patted Sun Boyang on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"You are like a second me, I feel comfortable staying with you." Sun Boyang took the initiative to shake hands with Okdo.

"In the past few days, I will try my best to manage each factory or store, and you can rest assured to boldly do what we should do." Okdo didn't care about his hard work, and he also agreed with Sun Boyang shook hands and said.

Okdor Heinrich is Sun Boyang's best friend and the person Sun Boyang admires the most in this world.

If we say that in such a feudal society, there is such a very rich businessman who has his own business, but he is full of sympathy for his workers and handicraftsmen, and he also despises the current bastard society.

Presumably, if I were Sun Boyang, I would also be willing to be a very friendly friend with Mr. Okdor Heinrich.

32 tall

"I said Kasyev, why don't you go to enjoy the scenery with us recently? The snow outside the city is pretty good, why don't you go and have a look and write a poem?"

A few brightly dressed young people surrounded Sun Raul. Sun Raul's face was full of helplessness. It's not that he didn't want to play together, but he was not in the mood now. What's the point of playing?Moaning without illness is purely useless.

"I still have something to do, so let's go another day, another day, I really can't get away recently." Sun Raul put on his high hat and tried to get into the carriage while defending.

"Oh, wait! I said, Kasyev, why can't you leave? Isn't your family's property handed over to your brother? What are you going to do?"

The young son-in-law headed by asked with a look of curiosity while holding Sun Raul's shoulder.

"You're right. I'm going to visit the factory. This man should find something serious to do. It's not the way to moan and sigh all day. Like my brother, that's a man who stands up to the sky!" Sun Raul He said to the young masters with a happy face, and quickly boarded the carriage, and gave instructions to the coachman.

"Go to the factory! Mr. Sun Boyang's factory!"

"Kasyev! Kasyev! Sun Raul!"

The young masters didn't give up, and wanted to ask, but Sun Raul didn't even lift the curtain, and walked towards the Toliask factory in a carriage.

"This guy, he used to be pretty good. He could write poems and draw pictures. Why does he suddenly have to deal with a dirty place like a factory?" the leader, the son, said dejectedly.

"It's probably because the family is in a difficult situation. I have to take care of the affairs of the factory. Alas, in this world, even the younger brother of such a big businessman has to do his own work." Another son said shaking his head.

"His elder brother Sun Boyang is a great talent. I have read his articles published in newspapers. It can be said that the articles are written in one go, with unique insights and thorough explanations. It makes people read mesmerizingly and heartily. The most amazing thing is that he His writing style is neither too rhetorical nor too blunt, if you ask me, he was delayed by his family property and buried his talent." The third son continued to sigh.

"Excuse me, the Sun Boyang you are talking about is the one who published the article "On Work Efficiency" in the latest public newspaper?"

"Who? Disturbing others? Are you familiar?"

The leading son impatiently turned his head to look at the person who came. He was a middle-aged man wearing the same style of woolen coat as Sun Boyang. He was tall and had gentle and "kind" eyes. He bent down slightly to talk to his buddies, and his temperament was so interesting. Standing in the crowd, people immediately realized that the reason for him was not because of his stature, but because of his confident temperament, but At the same time, his clothes are so shabby, the woolen coat has been "patched" a few times, the leather shoes also look old, and his trousers are full of patches and are very old. It can be seen that this senior Mr. Tall lived a simple life.

"Who are you? You don't look like someone from the royal city? From the countryside?"

Brother Gongzi looked at the tall man in front of him with scrutiny, just like a policeman scanning a thief, full of arrogance and disdain.

"Yes, he is from the countryside, um...I heard from you that the gentleman just now is the younger brother of Mr. Sun Boyang. Is this true?"

The tall man asked with a nervous expression. He seemed to be holding a torn note in his hand. It seemed that he was very concerned about this matter.

"Why are you asking about this? Ah, you want to work in a factory, right?"

Brother Young Master looked at the other Young Master Brothers with the expression I had guessed a long time ago, and the other Young Master Brothers also showed this expression on purpose to tease the tall man.

"That's not the case. I'm a magician... well, I used to be, and now I'm... a writer. You see, I published several articles in the previous issues of the newspaper."

The tall man endured the discomfort, and took out a few cut copies of newspapers from his pocket and handed them to the young masters. The young masters read the articles on them, and then looked up in surprise, how strange!Who would have thought that this poor and tall man in front of him could write a good article?

"You said you used to be a magician? Why didn't you continue to study?" The young master put away his contempt. After all, the authors who can be selected and published in newspapers for several consecutive issues are indeed incomparable to them. After all, their Many poems are often brushed down...

"I am not in good health. The doctor said that I am not suitable to be a magician, so I quit the ranks of magicians and changed my career to work as a copyist in the countryside. I occasionally write articles. Since the emergence of public newspapers, I will Publish some and earn some royalties." The tall man smiled slightly and said.

"Do you have anything to do with Sun Boyang? He is a very busy person. He is busy dealing with high officials and lords every day. Let alone a small writer like you, even we "big poets" may not be able to see him. face." The leading son returned to the cutting page and said.

"It's something, I want to see him. In the countryside, I heard a lot of farmers mention him. You princes in Wangcheng may not know it well. Mr. Sun Boyang has also provided a lot of help to the farmers. The farmers are very grateful This gentleman."

The tall man put away the paper and said.

"Is there such a thing?"

The young masters looked at each other in blank dismay, completely ignorant of this kind of thing.

"Go to Kassan Avenue and look for the Toryask Iron and Steel Plant. He's probably there, but it's not certain whether you can see him."

The leader, Young Master, still spoke out, and immediately called his friends to go out of the city. They were still anxious to see the snow and the scenery.

"Toryask Iron and Steel Plant..." The tall man thought for a while, and turned his head to go. He couldn't afford a carriage, and walking was normal for him, so it wasn't a big deal.

"By the way, what's your name! Maybe we will meet at an article conference in the future?!" Brother Young Master shouted back.

"Maximilian."

replied the tall man.

"Maximilian Russell Clements."

"Of course, you can also call me by my pseudonym."

"Storm Pachoo Haiyi'an."

……

"You said you have a fellow countryman coming?"

Sun Boyang and Bernard were patrolling the workshop side by side, listening to Bernard's words, he suddenly asked a question.

"Yes, Mr. Sun Boyang, a fellow of mine wants to meet you. He came from the countryside. He used to be a copyist in the village. Since he saw the village and organized the village collective according to your ideas, he often went back and forth every day. I ran to the collective field to see our work, and heard that the villagers in the village were a little annoying to him, so I told him my address and asked him to come to you." Bernard said with a smile.

"That's very good. I think I will find a chance to meet him in the future." Sun Boyang nodded in agreement, expressing his appreciation for this "Mr. Transcriber".

"You probably know him. I heard that he published a few articles in your newspaper and earned you some royalties. He should be really good at writing articles, otherwise he wouldn't be able to make money from you." Bernard Thinking of something, I burst out laughing.

"Oh? And this? Then I have to meet this gentleman seriously. It's not easy to be featured by me or those old scholars for publication many times."

Sun Boyang and Bernard walked out of the workshop and breathed a few mouthfuls of cold wind in the cold air of Yongdalim. Now, fire and ice coexist, scorching the land.

"By the way, that Mr. Transcriber, what's his pen name?" Sun Boyang took out his cigarette case and asked Bernard this question. He must know who this gentleman who often earns his manuscript fees is, after all, the person who earns his manuscript fees But there are quite a few, there are quite a few academics from magic colleges or seminaries who often publish magazines for their face, and Sun Boyang must not let these people earn it. After all, for these people, money is a small matter, and frequent publication in newspapers is a big deal!

"What's it called...? Hmm...I don't know...it seems...probably...some kind of sea...yes! Haiyan!"

Bernard scratched the back of his head, thought hard for a long time to recall carefully, and only after a long time did he come up with such a sentence.

"Where did someone in my newspaper use Haiyan as a pseudonym?" Sun Boyang was speechless, and he was also led by Bernard and forced to think, Haiyan?What Haiyan, but there is an old pedant whose pen name is Dayan... Haiyan... Why, Mr. Gorky has traveled through time?

"Oh, I remembered! You're talking about Hai Yi'an, right?" Sun Boyang suddenly enlightened, and said suddenly.

"That's right, that's right! It's Hai Yi'an! I heard him mumbling that name that day." Bernard also said suddenly.

"You bastard! Hai Yi'an is far from Haiyan!" Sun Boyang stretched out his hand and patted the back of Bernard's head angrily, but Bernard jumped away and fled back to the workshop with a guilty smile.

"Hai Yi'an..."

Sun Boyang began to recall this author. He was familiar with the pseudonym Hai Yi'an, and he was a very interesting author. Recently, he often published articles in public newspapers, often describing the poor life of the peasants, and the descriptions were vivid.This Hai Yi'an also occasionally writes poems to express his longing for the future. In short, this person is not like those old scholars or those self-righteous sons, and he is very fond of Sun Boyang's temper.

Sun Boyang guessed that Mr. "Hai Yi'an" must have had a poor childhood, at least his family had no money, and he probably had a little understanding of the life of the general public. This is why Sun Boyang often agreed to publish his articles. You must know that in In the editorial department, there are not many who can get into Sun Boyang's eyes, and he asks him to directly show this person's contribution.

"It's very exciting." Sun Boyang clamped the cigarettes to his ears and looked outside the factory. There was a carriage parked firmly in front of the railing. Sun Raul jumped out of the carriage in a hurry and waved to him.

Sun Boyang also waved to his older brother, Meng Tong, and next he wanted to let this younger brother have a good understanding of "life" and what life is like.

(ps: Special thanks! Special thanks to all Leszek friends for coming! Those who came are all good brothers, of course, not the one with 50 yuan, thank you very much for your recommendation, and thank you for your help! The author is approaching the end of the term recently. Sometimes I have to be busy with exams, so I will try my best to maintain it. I hope everyone will bear with me. (?°з°)-?)

33 All kinds of life

"how do you feel?"