On this day, Fang Yi really left Longyang City.

In the morning, after coming out of the newspaper office, he rushed straight to the train station.

Knowing that when he went home and told his parents, they would definitely not agree, so he simply cut it first.

Just a moment before buying a ticket and getting on the train in the provincial capital, he called Fang Huaishan's office.

"Dad, I'll go to the provincial capital, don't worry, I'll be back after two days of good deeds. ”

Fang Huaishan was reading the newspaper and reading his precious son's freshly baked article.

In fact, as the director of the Longyang Municipal Economic Reform Office, his attitude is much calmer than Tan Qinghong's, because in this article, he sees more than Fang Yi's radicality and the sharpness of a newborn calf.

He also saw a deeper reflection in his writings, and to some extent, he even agreed with Fang Yi's views.

It's just that he won't say such things in front of his son.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing in the provincial capital? ”

"Dad, I insist on doing what I think is right, and it may seem ridiculous to you now, but I will definitely prove to you that I do it for a reason. ”

Fang Huaishan was speechless for a while, knowing that his son had a stubborn personality, and what he decided was that even nine cows could not be pulled back, in this regard, he was more or less similar to himself, so the two would go toe-to-toe and make the relationship more and more stiff.

Fang Huaishan decided to be bold.

"I know you want to do this when you go to the provincial capital, since you want to do it, you leave this phone number, this is an old colleague of Dad, you go to visit, maybe it will help you." ”

Fang Yi on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, originally thought that his father would scold him with his head and face, but he didn't expect to offer to help, which made him feel flattered, and it took a long time to say a word.

"Thank you Dad, then I'll get on the train. ”

In the provincial capital, Fang Yi went to visit a professor specializing in economics at his university, asked him a lot of questions, and showed his article that he had sent with emotion to the other party, who was silent for a long time after reading it.

"Xiaofang, although the views in your article are more radical, but you have seen a lot of essential things, now that reform and opening up is imperative, the reform of Longyang City is only a matter of time. ”

Fang Yi's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had seen a road that no one had ever walked before, and a rush appeared in his heart.

"Great, I just said that this road will definitely work, their kind of suppression will only make the people's lives more and more difficult, if you want to really think about the people, it should definitely not be suppression, but guidance. ”

However, before leaving, the old professor was not without worry, he looked at the young man with a youthful face and persuaded him.

"Xiaofang, as a journalist, you are right to have such an awareness, but in terms of practice, it is a little biased, have you ever thought about it, once your article is published, where will it lead public opinion, in fact, in the end, no one can control it, everything should not be too radical, understand?"

Fang Yi didn't seem to understand, and he was still immersed in the excitement that he had done a big thing, and after saying goodbye to the professor, he contacted the other party according to the phone number given by his father.

But unexpectedly, the other end of the phone was not the so-called old colleague that his father said, as soon as he heard that it was someone introduced by Fang Huaishan, the other party did not hesitate at all, and agreed with Fang Yi to meet at a location.

The place where the two met was a cotton mill located in the suburbs, and Fang Yi searched for a long time to find a place, and the mountain road was rugged and he walked for a long time.

originally thought that such a remote place must be sparsely populated, but after arriving, Fang Yi found that the machines here were running in full swing.

This is the first private cotton spinning factory in the provincial capital, which has just been built at the beginning of this year, and the person Fang Yi is looking for is Zheng Donghai, the director of the factory here, which is a state-owned cotton spinning factory that he and a few friends bought together.

Such a model, in this era, is definitely the most daring attempt.

And the reason why Zheng Donghai got involved with Fang Huaishan was that when he was bidding for a cotton spinning factory, he had a lot of intersections with Fang Huaishan at work, and Fang Huaishan has always been optimistic about him and has given him a lot of help.

Fang Huaishan was able to introduce Zheng Donghai to Fang Yi, thinking that he wanted Fang Yi to have a more intuitive understanding of the current situation here, not just on paper, so as to issue such a radical article.

It can be seen that Fang Huaishan's intentions are good.

Zheng Donghai took Fang Yi to visit his cotton mill, one process after another, and finally came to the finished product warehouse, these fabrics, compared with the state-owned cotton mill, feel more delicate in texture.

"Uncle Zheng, how are these cloths sold? Can they be sold in department stores?"

Zheng Donghai shook his head, "The fabrics sold directly by the department store require large state-owned factories and big brands, and now we only cooperate with two garment factories to provide them with fabrics and make ready-to-wear garments to sell in the department store, but in this way, the capital turnover is slow, and they are almost unable to hold on." ”

Fang Yi frowned and fell into deep thought.

"Haven't you thought of any other way to sell?"

Fang Yi thought of the goods sold privately by the villagers in the small fishing village of Guantao Village, which were full of exquisiteness, and if they were allowed to sell the cloth in the factory, there should be a large market.

He immediately understood why his father let him come to Zheng Donghai's factory, what was written in the newspaper was all theories, and only when they were actually put into operation could he know whether these theories would succeed.

"Xiao Fang, I won't tell you the truth, I have also contacted these people in private, and your father also knows about this matter, although he has not expressed support, he has not objected, but it is not easy to talk about. ”

Speaking of these, Zheng Donghai's face was full of anxiety, he had read the article that Fang Yi posted in Longyang Daily, and in that article, he seemed to see a little hope.

But that hope is so slim.

Fang Yi saw a different kind of cloth, which felt a little different from other khakis.

"Uncle Zheng, what kind of cloth is this?"

Zheng Donghai sighed again.

"Not to mention, this is a new machine and technology that we have spent a lot of money to introduce in order to revitalize the factory, and the flax fiber cloth produced with flax orange rods is not wanted, and several garment factories don't want it, and there is a lot of backlog in the warehouse, and we are all worried to death. ”

Fang Yi's whole person also fell into deep thought, and at this time, he even regretted that he had published such a radical and inconsiderate article in the Longyang Daily.

He went to Zheng Donghai's office and made a special call to Fang Huaishan.

"Dad, I want to stay in the factory for a few more days. ”

Fang Huaishan's words are meaningful.

"Stinky boy, if you can find a way to help your Uncle Zheng's factory survive the difficulties, then your trip will not be in vain. ”

Zheng Donghai temporarily vacated a room for Fang Yi next to the factory warehouse for him to live in.

Zheng Donghai was afraid that something would go wrong, so he asked the factory guards to strictly control the people entering and leaving, especially the strangers who were wandering around the factory.

On this day, Fang Yi followed the big delivery truck in the factory and ran to the market for a day.

In the evening, when he returned to the factory, everyone was almost tired and lay down, so he took a hot shower and sat at the table to sort out today's materials.

Suddenly, the door was slammed open by a dark shadow, and the shadow screamed and pounced.

It was a young woman's voice, and it sounded inexplicably familiar.

"Save ...... Help, there are dogs. ”

At the door, the big wolf dog raised in the factory barked wildly into the house, eyeing him fiercely.

Fang Yi saw clearly the delicate appearance of the woman in his arms, pear blossom with rain, and immediately put a smile on his face.

He pulled her behind him.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. ”