Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 2291 Give the Nine Departments a Chew

In the bright office, the heating fills the air, making the room cozy.

Two people stood by the window, looking at the slightly desolate scenery outside with indifferent expressions.

The two of them held exquisite white cups in their hands, and the sound of spoons colliding could be heard from time to time. The dark gray coffee inside exuded a bitter smell.

The two of them, however, enjoyed it very much.

What the superior likes, the subordinates will follow.

The leaders above like to drink coffee, so naturally the people under them also have to have it on hand.

Coffee machines and coffee beans are also a means for them to win over their own people.

This is considered very high-end in China, and most people cannot afford it.

"Old Tian, ​​don't disappoint the chief's expectations when you go to the Ninth Department this time."

"As long as you do it well, this is your chance to rise to the top in one step."

The tall middle-aged man on the left spoke with a smile. He was wearing a well-ironed Zhongshan suit and looked very elegant.

On the right is a middle-aged man with a pale complexion, slightly long but neatly groomed hair, and wearing glasses.

Hearing the man in the Zhongshan suit say this, the man with glasses raised his mouth and raised his eyes slightly, adding a hint of teasing, "Don't worry, this is nothing to me."

After saying that, he took a sip of coffee and frowned slightly, "Lao Yao, the acidity of your coffee is not right."

"It's a bit thick."

"acidity?"

"Impossible. This is authentic United States coffee beans that I asked someone to buy from Shanghai."

Old Yao also took a sip as he spoke, but he had been drinking it for several months, so how could he taste the difference?

“Coffee beans from the United States?”

Old Tian laughed when he heard this, then shook his head and said, "Most of the people entering Shanghai now pass through the Japanese island. They will do anything for profit."

After saying that, he poured the coffee in his hand into the trash can, then shook his head and sat aside.

Lao Yao looked at the coffee in his hand and suddenly felt a little nauseous.

Then dump it into the trash can.

"Damn it, I'm never going to buy from the United States again."

"Old Tian, ​​what do you drink?"

Lao Tian took out two cigarettes from the cigarette box, gave one to Lao Yao, and then said lightly, "I prefer Italian coffee. Its taste and original flavor are very good."

"When we get back, I'll get you two bags."

"As expected of someone who has been out and about, he has seen a lot."

Lao Yao praised, a friendly smile on his face that concealed the disgust deep inside.

This kind of person is only thought of when there is no one else available.

If not for this, I would still be in the research institute now.

"Old Tian, ​​the Ninth Ministry of Machinery is planning to set up a research institute this time. This is your specialty. The chief wants you to take control of it."

Lao Yao lit a cigarette and said solemnly.

Hearing this, Lao Tian smiled confidently, "Don't worry about that. He's just a young boy who didn't even finish high school. He's arrogant and conceited just because he has some skills."

"When I was in college, he was still playing in the mud. This time I'm going to let him see what it means to be professionally trained and what it means to be knowledgeable and knowledgeable."

In the past two days, Lao Tian has gotten to know the people at the Red Star Machinery Factory thoroughly.

However, compared to the people in the machinery factory, he was more interested in the "surplus" of the machinery factory.

Especially for several export commodities, it is no exaggeration to say that they are making a fortune every day.

It is said that the Red Star Machinery Factory is the best factory in the entire city.

Because of the holidays, workers in other factories only have a meager income, but people in the Red Star Machinery Factory, whether they are workers or cooks in the canteen, have benefits that are no less than their wages.

Workers throughout the city envied this treatment.

If he went to the Red Star Machinery Factory, no, it should be the ninth one.

This kind of "unhealthy trend" must be stopped.

Resolutely implement the spirit of hard work and plain living.

Then use the corresponding materials on "more important" construction.

For example, this imported coffee.

They have worked hard for the revolution, how could they drink low-quality coffee?

And this record player is an old antique and needs to be replaced.

And there must be enough office supplies.

And funding
He has already thought about using the money to do more "meaningful things" in the future.

While Lao Tian was fantasizing about the future, Lao Yao beside him was also happy.

Although they felt a little disgusted by this person, his academic qualifications and knowledge were indeed something they could show off.

More importantly, this time we can arrange people in openly.

And the other party has no way to refuse.

After all, the most important thing in a group is balance.

This is also the consideration of superiors.

Of course, except for those old monsters in the First Ministry of Machine Building.

Discussions always turn into fights. Who would dare to go?
But this Ninth Ministry of Machine Building, haha.

They really want to get involved.

Thinking about the future development prospects of the Nine Departments, as long as they get involved, the better the Nine Departments develop in the future, the more benefits they will get.

This is a good thing.

"Then I will listen to your good news."

Lao Yao said happily, Lao Tian flicked the ash into the ashtray and said confidently, "Don't worry, Jiubu, it will be us sooner or later."

Ring ring ring

Suddenly, the phone on the table rang. Lao Yao changed his cigarette to another hand and then answered the phone.

But in the next second, Lao Yao's face turned ugly.

After hanging up the phone, Lao Tian was a little puzzled. Why did he suddenly stop talking?

Just as he was about to ask, Lao Yao said solemnly, "Lao Tian, ​​the commander's order just now."

"Jiubu, you can't go."

In an instant, the cigarette in Lao Tian's hand fell to the ground.

Mr. Chen’s office.

Looking at the nine personnel appointments finally issued by the higher-ups, I feel a little confused.

"Is this, serious?"

After a long while, Mr. Chen murmured something, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"This gives this little guy a lot of autonomy!"

"If you fall, it will be a tough one!"

Thinking of this, Mr. Chen felt a little self-deprecating.

When they chose Yang Xiaotao, weren't they mentally prepared? It was nothing more than giving Yang Xiaotao more autonomy.

And it's not like we're just leaving it alone. We've got someone watching over it in a steady manner.

bang bang
Mr. Chen's thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. He closed the file casually and then asked someone to come in.

"Old Commander, are you in good health?"

Two figures walked in. The first one was dressed simply and spoke to Mr. Chen.

Looking at the somewhat unfamiliar yet familiar figure, Mr. Chen immediately recalled the figure full of high morale back then.

"Hong Feng, you're back?"

Li Hongfeng stepped forward and shook Chen Lao's hand vigorously, "Yeah, I just got back."

"I'm glad you're back. Where do you live now? Is there anything you need?"

"No, old chief, Lao Zhou has arranged everything for me."

The three of them sat down, and Old Chen looked at each other. The traces of wind and frost left on his face made him look even older than he was.

But in fact, this person is ten years younger than him.

"It's been hard work these years."

So many words are contained in this one sentence at this moment.

Li Hongfeng smiled indifferently, "It's a little hard, but it's nothing."

“As long as it builds the revolution.”

Old Chen pursed his lips and nodded.

The three of them chatted in the office for a while before Mr. Chen took the appointment letter that had just been issued by his superiors.

"Hong Feng, this is your appointment letter."

Mr. Chen handed the document to Li Hongfeng.

After receiving the appointment letter, Li Hongfeng just took a look at it and put it aside, looking hesitant.

When Mr. Zhou saw this, he said to Mr. Chen, "Commander, Hong Feng still has the southern railway in his heart. He..."

Li Hongfeng looked ashamed after hearing this, "Commander, I, I am not mentally prepared yet."

"My comrades are all fighting on the front line, but I am a deserter. I feel so sad."

After hearing this, Mr. Chen remained silent.

After a long while, Elder Chen finally said, "Hong Feng, do you know why nine departments were established?"

"Maybe Lao Zhou told you about what the Red Star Machinery Factory did."

“Maybe you also know a lot of things.”

"But what I want to tell you is that, that's only part of what you know."

"There are still many things you don't know. There is more future waiting for you to discover."

Mr. Chen walked to the side and picked up a plan. "This is the future development direction of the Nine Departments."

“In addition to what is currently underway, there are three other key development projects.”

This plan was the first time even Mr. Zhou had seen it.

The two looked at the plan above. Most of them were centered around the Red Star Machinery Factory, especially the key projects, all of which had been signed and confirmed by Yang Xiaotao.

As he read page by page, Li Hongfeng fell silent, but his heart was filled with astonishment and he was extremely shocked.

"I know that you care about the comrades on the railway."

"But you should also understand that without enough steel, it would be wishful thinking to build railways and revolution."

"You also have to understand that you can do more for them in the Nine Departments."

"Build them better machines, provide them with more rails, give them medicine when they are sick, and give them a place to rest when they are tired."

"Here, your role is far more meaningful than moving rocks and carrying rails on site."

Li Hongfeng opened his mouth, feeling a little shaken.

He knew how hard it was there.

But who is willing to suffer?
No one is born a jerk!
If it can make his comrades live a better life, then what is there for him to hesitate about?
Thinking of this, Li Hongfeng took a deep breath and said, "Old Chief, I can go to the Ninth Department."

"But, I hope to take care of my comrades."

“Because they are suffering too much.”

At this point, Li Hongfeng was already choking up.

Old Chen came up to him and patted his shoulder gently, "Only when the country becomes strong will everything get better."

"The reason for transferring you back this time is also due to organizational considerations."

"I hope you can bring the spirit of hard work and perseverance you experienced in the southwest to the Nine Departments to avoid any bad signs."

"To be honest, life at the Red Star Machinery Factory is very good now, even better than in other factories, and it's a place many people want to work at."

"Their workers have meat for every meal, and people around them are proud of the Red Star Machinery Factory."

"Even their leaders travel by car, and all entertainment is paid at the public expense."

“I’m worried about this.”

"After the establishment of nine departments this time, I am worried that they will become complacent."

Old Chen said this with deep meaning, "Hong Feng, you also know how many people came out of the hail of bullets and did not fall down."

"But it fell under the sugar-coated bullet."

After saying that, Mr. Chen stared at Li Hongfeng.

In his heart, and even in the eyes of his superiors, the person in front of him is undoubtedly the most suitable one.

But Mr. Zhou standing aside was a little restless.

Because the bad problems that Mr. Chen mentioned are also present in their Sixth Ministry of Machine Building!

And it is no worse than the Red Star Machinery Factory.

At least they have real abilities to be proud of, but what about them?
A bottle of water is not full and half a bottle of water is sloshing around.

He is just pretending to be an Israeli wolf.

Li Hongfeng's face was serious. He finally understood why his superiors asked him to go to the Ninth Department.

This task is very difficult.

"Comrade Hong Feng."

"The superiors attach great importance to the work of the Ninth Department. This is a good horse."

"A great horse that can bring change to our country."

"But we'll have to put a bit on this horse, too."

"I hope you are the bit that can cool down this horse when it kicks, and keep it on the right track."

"Comrade Hong Feng, now, do you still want to go back?"

Li Hongfeng immediately stood up from his seat, his slightly hunched body suddenly tensed up, and his expression became solemn.

"Reporting to the commander, I am Li Hongfeng from the former First Railway Bureau, reporting to you!"

Mr. Chen took a deep breath and then answered in the same serious tone, "Comrade Li Hongfeng, welcome back!"

At this moment, the two shook hands again.

"Well, while there is still time, I will take you to meet your future comrades."

Mr. Chen stood up, Li Hongfeng also showed a curious look, then stood up, and the three of them left the office.