Chapter Eighty-Nine: The First Village in the World

Cai Gaoli yīn sympathetic sentence "Director Guo", Cai Gaozhi immediately dumbfounded. &&

After speaking, Cai Gaoli hurriedly walked a few steps, grabbed the phone on the table and shook it. It is said that it is impossible to match the telephone at his level, but this only granary in the whole company is too tight, so the telephone is installed in case of emergency.

The phone was quickly connected, and Cai Gaoli tried his best to suppress the agitation in his heart and told the whole thing again. From beginning to end, Guo Minjia did not interject, and after listening, he turned off the phone with a sentence of "strict confidentiality", but Cai Gaoli knew that Guo Minjia was as excited as himself, no, he was even more excited than himself, because the wheezing sound from the earpiece was almost catching up with the broken second-hand electric fan he had newly bought.

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Thirty meters northwest of Changning Street, there is a small courtyard, the courtyard is full of trees, I heard that it was the leader who led this organ back then, and the name contains this word.

Although this small courtyard is located in this part of the country, and the center of the power organs with many high-rise buildings seems a little obstructive, no one dares to take this small courtyard lightly because it is low. On the contrary, this is the most important place for the world to focus and the top management, because this is the editorial office of Red Flag magazine.

"Red Flag" magazine is the mouthpiece of the party newspaper that stands on top of the "People's Daily" and "National Defense Army Daily", and it can be said that it is the main front of the general world and leading the thinking of the people. From this small courtyard, I don't know how many important program reports have been issued, so to speak. Here are the relative truths of the sixties and seventies of the whole republic. As for whose hands the absolute truth is. It's not for you and me to say.

Today, it is the eighth day of the lunar month, and the editorial department of "Red Flag" has already been full, and the busiest material department has already been noisy, because tomorrow is the publication of the article. Front-page upload.

"Section Chief Shi, I think this press release from Jianghan Province is quite sensational, and if it is placed on our front page, it will definitely produce a very good publicity effect."

A girl in a pink cotton dress will carry a newspaper. handed it to Shi Jianfei, who was writing with his head down. The girl was beautiful, and a pair of big watery eyes stared straight at Shi Jianfei's two sword eyebrows that flew obliquely into her temples, and she was a little stupid.

"Oh, thank you, Xiao Jiang, Xiao Jiang......"

When Shi Jianfei stretched out his hand to pick it up, the girl was still looking at him stupidly, her hand was clenched tightly, Shi Jianfei twitched a few times, but did not twitch. The girl came back to her senses, and her plain goose egg face was immediately covered with red glow, and she shoved the newspaper into Shi Jianfei's arms, turned around and fled.

"Section Chief Shi, I think Xiao Jiang is interesting to you."

"Xiao Wang, don't talk nonsense, although Xiao Jiang is good, he is worthy of being a section chief from time to time."

"Ouch, Brother Li. Look at my xìng, I actually forgot the identity of our section chief, should be beaten, should be beaten..."

"Alright, you boys, don't sing and make peace with me. At noon, the east came to Shun Shabu mutton, which is always good. ”

"Section chief is righteous!"

"Boss Shi is kind!"

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Shi Jianfei is almost the same kind of person as Xue Xiang. No matter where they are, they can become the focus of attention, to paraphrase the lines in the movies of Zhou Xingxing in the future, these two people should be fireflies in the night, always so dazzling.

Shi Jianfei put down the newspaper and raised it, thinking of the long and graceful figure, the black hair like a waterfall, the eyes like jewels, and the flawless face, how awe-inspiring the fairy-like character should be, but her hand was in his hand, and as soon as he thought of this, Shi Jianfei suddenly felt that his chest twitched uncomfortably.

Taking a sip of tea and driving away the thoughts in his heart, Shi Jianfei buried his head in reading the report. Just looking at the plate is actually in the agricultural edition, he first lost a large part of his interest, the "Red Flag" magazine is a prominent theoretical research, this agricultural convenient achievement, no matter what.

Looking at the title "Peach Blossom Spring in the Mountain Village", Shi Jianfei gradually became interested, so he continued to read it, who knew that this reading would be more than an hour, just more than 1,500 words, Shi Jianfei read it no less than five times, because the report in the article was too shocking.

A small mountain village still owes the commune more than 1,000 yuan in arrears last year, and in just one year, it has realized the income of the commune of more than 325,000 yuan, and the per capita income has increased from less than 10 yuan to 1,300 yuan now, which has increased 13 times, and the output of rice in autumn this year is 500,000 catties, which is the sum of 1955 to 1976. …

The more Shi Jianfei looked at it, the more excited he became, he read this report five times, not because of how exciting the manuscript was, but because Shi Jianfei was based on the specific data in the manuscript, silently calculating income and expenditure, assessing whether there was moisture, or how much moisture there was, but after reading the black and white photos of the pig farm, the fat pigs like the waves of the sea, plus his own estimates, he basically judged that the backer of this manuscript had made real achievements.

Such a wonderful material, with its own wonderful pen, once published, the effect must be a sensation, maybe it is another Dazhai village. Shi Jianfei was organizing the materials in his heart, and at the same time thinking about how to highlight the key points: How good is the captain of the Jianghan Evening News, I have to come out of the machine... No, captain, Jingcheng, 1 year old, Xue Xiang......

A series of keywords were organized together, and the more Shi Jianfei thought about it, the more wrong it became, shouldn't it really be that kid, think about it again, a few years ago, that kid also said "delegated to the place", maybe he just went down to be an official, damn it!

Shi Jianfei scolded secretly, picked up the phone on the table and shook it. Shi Jianfei went around and around, activating the relationship, and even his second uncle, who was the number one in Jianghuai Province, used it, and finally confirmed the identity of the captain of the backer, it was Xue Xiang!

When Shi Jianfei was gritting his teeth and being annoyed, the girl surnamed Jiang turned back and asked softly: "Section Chief Shi, how about reading that manuscript, if you can, will we forward the original text over there, or reorganize the material and refine new arguments?" ”

"Put it first, the people below are the most fond of great joy, the data on the face is too amazing, I think it's better to verify it, after all, our "Red Flag" is no better than those local tabloids, serious xìng, correct xìng first."

"Well, Section Chief Shi said it so well, okay, I'll look for other materials." The girl surnamed Jiang raised her eyebrows and chuckled, and when she spoke, she was about to leave.

"Xiao Jiang, how about having a meal together at noon."

"Hmm..."

"There are also Xiao Wang and Xiao Li, Donglai Shun, shabu mutton"

"Okay, I'll be there in time."

"No, let's go then, I have a car."

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Shi Jianfei was unwilling to advocate for Xue Xiang's political achievements, so he pressed the material, but such a sensational news, how could Shi Jianfei press it. In the afternoon of the same day, Xue Xiang saw a report on the front page of "Yangming Rì Daily" about Gushantun, and then "Xinhua Rì Daily", "Beijing Evening News", and "Weekly News" were all published, all of which were heavy reports in black and bold, full of beautiful words.

To say that although the influence of these three newspapers is slightly inferior to that of two newspapers and one publication, it is also a well-known newspaper in the whole country. As soon as these three newspapers came out, it was not the world's news. After Xue Xiang finished collecting major newspapers and periodicals, he locked himself in the room. Under the pale yellow halo, he held his pen and crossed the newspaper report about himself word by word.

In this stroke, it was discovered that all the newspapers and periodicals were not only preaching the achievements of the backers, but also giving themselves more than 80 percent of the credit, and all kinds of names and hats flew all over the world. Xue Xiang stared at the titles of "Young Model Worker", "Pacesetter of Struggle", and "Dream Maker of Socialism", and suddenly shuddered.

Jingle bell, jingle bell, the phone in the hall rang.

"Big guy, come out to answer the phone, it's the uncle with the smooth hair who called."

Xue Xiang ran out of the door, rubbed the little guy's head, beckoned her to continue watching TV, and took the phone.

"Xiao Xue, you kid is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, it doesn't stop anywhere, who would have thought that this small ravine would make your kid toss such a big move, haha......"

An Zaihai rejoiced, he has now completely regarded Xue Xiang as his nephew, and he is very honored that Xue Xiang can toss the backer so prosperous.

Xue Xiang's face sank like water, and he said in a low voice: "Second uncle, the manuscripts of those big newspapers are all your ......"

"Silly boy, how can you wait for your second uncle and me to make a move, you also underestimate your second uncle, the executive deputy minister of the Central Propaganda Department, in front of me, how many newspapers can be called big newspapers? Wait to see the show, your second uncle is not so stingy, he just printed a version of "People's Rì Newspaper", you kid hasn't read it yet, haha......"

An Zaihai is a lover person, Xue Xiangji made him like it, no, as soon as he heard about it, Xue Xiang made a result, and immediately tried his best to help, vowing to give Xue Xiang a big gift.

As soon as Xue Xiang heard that even the "People's Rì Newspaper" was mixed in, he was even more worried in his heart, he couldn't care about taking a closer look at An Zaihai, let alone revealing the "big things" he had done in the backer, and he couldn't even say anything to ask An Zaihai not to help, so he put away the phone and ran out.

As soon as he ran to the gate, he bumped into Kangtong.

"Third brother, good news, good news, you see, you have seen the newspaper in the backer, and you have also returned the "People's Newspaper". Kang Tong's face was full of joy, holding a stack of newspapers in his hand, and he actually changed his face to the silence.

Xue Xiang didn't have time to speak, found out the people's newspaper, and spread it out, and the front page headline was actually brushed with five black sè big characters in italics, "The first village in the world", and the words were like a dazzling jīng light, flashing so much that he was almost blind.

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