Chapter 401 Implementation
"Old Wu, your nose is still so sharp!"

Mrs. Zhao opened the door and welcomed in a middle-aged man with a square face and a broad mouth, graying temples, a tall and strong stature, wearing a twill wool Zhongshan suit and black leather shoes, exuding an official air.

"Hey, are there guests?"

Zhao Shouyan stood up and nodded at the other party with a smile: "You are asking even though you already know the answer. Come, let me introduce you. This is Wang Deming, the author of To Live. This is Wu Zeguang, the director of the Commercial Press. After Boss Wu was transferred to the People's Press, Old Wu has been in charge of this business."

"Nice to meet you."

"I have admired you for a long time."

Wu Zeguang was not polite after entering the room, and directly ordered Mrs. Zhao: "Sister-in-law, please bring me a cup of such good coffee."

He saw that Wang Deming was a little confused, and laughed, "My daughter was deceived by this kid, so I have to get it back from other places, right?"

Wang Deming smiled. So that's how it is. They are actually colleagues and relatives.

When I first met the son of Zhao Shouyan, he was only 4 or 5 years old. Now he is almost 30 years old, and it is time for him to get married and have children.

It really takes a blink of an eye, with one generation replacing the next.

After they sat down again, they talked more intensely. They were all working in the cadre school, but they returned to the capital at different times.

The first to return were Zhao Shouyan and his wife. They returned to Beijing in 72 and resumed work.

However, it is mainly translation work. The main publications of the country in recent years are mainly political and economic books such as Marx, Lenin and Selected Works of Mao.

Novels translated from foreign countries, as well as some novels that were previously criticized as containing petty-bourgeois ideas, could not be published and had to be destroyed instead.

So what they mainly translated were actually some foreign scientific newspapers and periodicals. Most of these foreign scientific journals were bought by Wang Deming through Mr. Huo and donated to the country.

Although it is a publication, it still costs more than 10 US dollars a year.

Wu Zeguang had just returned from the cadre school not long ago. This time he came back mainly to be responsible for the publication of the preliminary fifth volume.

Wu Zeguang drank half a cup of coffee and still felt unsatisfied. "Thinking back to when we were studying in America, we studied day and night relying on these bitter cups of coffee."

"The tea there is either added with milk or sugar, and the tea in Chinatown is damn expensive."

"It's just that I go to your house occasionally to have a meal and drink a cup of tea, but I'm embarrassed to go there all the time."

"Back then, I thought life in America was hard enough, but compared to life in the cadre school, it didn't seem that hard."

"I can eat enough food, eat the grains and vegetables I grow myself, and at the end of the year I can eat a bite of black pig I raise myself. Hey, why does the meat taste so good?"

When Wu Zeguang said these words, both Wang Deming and Zhao Shouyan listened with a smile and their bodies relaxed.

But when listening to him talking about this, Wang Deming narrowed his eyes slightly.

Mrs. Zhao glanced at Wang Deming and interrupted, "Old Wu, why are you saying so much?"

"Aren't we all going back to the city?"

"Do you think it's wrong for us to work in the cadre school?" She deliberately emphasized the word "wrong" to remind Wu Zeguang.

In this special era, how many words have been spoken that have led to people reporting them?

Even if you don't want to admit it, many young players have plenty of ways to make you admit it.

Especially at the beginning, the second generation in Beijing
Wu Zeguang then realized that there were other people in the room. Although they were friends of Zhao Shouyan, people's hearts are hidden. There are so many people who go against their conscience for their own benefit.

He laughed and said, "Isn't that just nostalgia?"

“Only after actually working in the cadre school did I understand the difficulties faced by farmers and that only through working can I stay connected with the masses.”

Wang Deming stood up and said goodbye at the right time. "Brother Shouyan, it's getting late. I'll take my leave. I'm going back to Beijing now and am still waiting for my superiors. I don't know whether they will arrange for me to return to the steel rolling mill or another department."

"Once my work arrangements are finalized, I'll host you and we'll go to Fengze Garden for a gathering."

"Okay, okay." Not far from Zhao Shouyan's house, Wang Deming heard Wu Zeguang's voice: "Old Zhao, who is this Wang Deming?"

"He just came back from Hong Kong."

"No wonder he can bring you such good coffee. I thought he was back from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Or maybe he bought coffee beans from the Friendship Store. Oh, give me some of the coffee beans."

Wang Deming shook his head slightly and sighed in his heart.

Yes, labor can change a person, but from the perspective of human nature, everyone wants to live a good life with money and leisure.

Who doesn’t want to live well and eat well?
There is no sign of this now, but as more and more people return to the city from the cadre school, he has clearly felt that the atmosphere in the capital has changed a little bit.

Simply put, it's restlessness.

This restlessness is related to returning to the city. Many people in the capital have "taken the initiative" to return to the city from the cadre schools.

After returning to the city, they would stick around their original units and ask them to make work and accommodation arrangements for them. This is one of the reasons why housing in Beijing became more tight after the 80s.

Why did Wang Deming know? Because he was queuing here.

The place where he queued was at the Ministry of Foreign Trade. Logically, his previous workplace was the steel mill. Although he often went to the municipal government to see Boss Peng, his workplace should still be the steel mill.

But after returning to Beijing and running around several times, I found out that his personnel relationship had been assigned to the Ministry of Foreign Trade, its subsidiary China Resources Company, as early as when he went to Hong Kong.

That's why after returning to Beijing, he needed to go to the Ministry of Foreign Trade.

The Ministry of Foreign Trade was originally under the State Council, and was just transferred to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs this year, so the place where he queued was the Ministry of Foreign Affairs building.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs building was actually planned together with the Ninth Ministry, but at that time Leader Zhou felt that there was enough space on the Ministry of Foreign Affairs Street, so it was not built to save money. Later in the 70s, especially after Mr. Nixon's visit to China in 72, the number of countries that established diplomatic relations between China and Europe and the United States increased year by year, and China has now established diplomatic relations with more than 100 countries.

More and more Ministry of Foreign Affairs staff were needed, and the earthquake in 76 also damaged the west building of the old building on Ministry of Foreign Affairs Street, with the main beams cracked. So the Ministry of Foreign Affairs moved to Chaoyangmennei Street.

Moreover, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is also building two apartments on the vacant land at the entrance of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs Street. These are the drawings that Leader Qiao brought back from abroad. They are not tube-shaped buildings.
Of course, these have nothing to do with Wang Deming.

When he was waiting in line for work arrangements, he had very sharp ears and everything was poured into his ears even if he didn't want to hear it.

When it was his turn, the elderly man opposite, with a look of impatience on his face, was about to open his mouth to use his usual words to send Wang Deming away, when suddenly someone came in and whispered something in his ear.

There was something wrong with the way he looked at Wang Deming. He coughed dryly, "Cough!"

"Well, Comrade Wang Deming, the organization is very caring towards you." He searched through a pile of documents and finally found Wang Deming's information. "Oh, you are back from China Resources. It just so happens that the leader has an important task for you."

"You know the 43 plan?"

Wang Deming nodded.

The 72 Plan was the second large-scale technology introduction into China after Mr. Nixon’s visit to China in , and most of it was related to agriculture and light industry.

There are thirteen million-ton fertilizer plants, four million-ton chemical fiber plants, and the 72MM steel rolling production line that many people know about from novels.

The total amount is 43 billion US dollars, so it is called the Plan.

In the past, these large factories were gradually built after the formal contract was signed in 73, and they went into production in the early 80s. Therefore, when the country abolished cloth coupons in 84, they were also the first to be cancelled.

The old man looked at Wang Deming with some jealousy, "Well, the leader saw that you had experience working in China Resources and dealing with foreigners, so he arranged for you to follow up on these projects and be responsible for coordinating the connection between Chinese and foreign technical personnel."

"Okay, you should go to the Ministry of Foreign Trade and report to Director Fang later."

Nowadays, anyone who can connect with foreigners has the opportunity to obtain foreign exchange coupons, so this old man is so jealous.

He said he was looking for Chief Fang, but in fact he never met him. He just reported his information to the secretariat.

Just keep waiting. I didn’t expect Sister Yin Mei to come to my door.

(End of this chapter)