"Hmm. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Qi Yun looked at this childhood friend, nodded vigorously, and the thousand words in his heart turned into this response. And his friend replied with the most determined gaze. Then, he faced the workers and shouted: "Friends, elders, I am Qi Yun, Qi Shengtian's grandson......

The clear voice suddenly pierced through the noisy crowd and echoed in the vast hall, and the workers soon fell silent.

"After I came back, some people said that I only thought about money, some people said that I wanted to sell the factory, and some people said that my heart had been polluted by the prosperity of the west and the drunken gold fan."

"Perhaps......" he paused and continued, "they're all right. ”

"However, I am Qi Shengtian's grandson, a member of Spring and Autumn Heavy Industry!"

"So I think I have the right to say my opinion, even if it's wrong and unreasonable."

"I remember a philosopher who once said, 'I don't agree with you, but I defend your right to speak to the death!' ”

"So I beg you, let me finish my words, and then ......"

"You can drive me away, of course, you can also let me stay, even if it is to be an electrician or fitter, as long as I can stay, I am willing, because ......"

"This is my home!"

"You can not believe me, even people all over the world can not believe me, but it doesn't matter......"

"As long as my good brother still believes in me......," he said, he put his arm around Lu Dali's shoulder, then ripped off his collar, pulled off his tie, took off his coat, threw it aside, and yelled, "I'm worth it!" ”

In the audience, a pair of eyes stared at him, but did not make a sound.

After speaking, Qi Yun closed his eyes and looked up at the ceiling, and after a while, he calmed down and continued: "When I was a child, I heard my grandfather say ......"

"One hundred and eighty years ago, there were vehicles made by us running on the land of the Far East, over the mountains and mountains, mighty and domineering."

"One hundred and eighty years ago, the Guardians wore our mechanical power armor and expanded their territory."

"One hundred and eighty years ago, the glory fell, the Northern Heavy Industry was forcibly split by the World Parliament, and our ancestors ran away angrily and came to this land......"

"I often think about what kind of mood they had when they came here, and what kind of mood they had to make the wind forest volcano."

"I believe that they will not be in it for money, nor will they be in it for power. Because they were already high-level leaders of Northern Heavy Industry, even if they were split, it would not affect their income and status. ”

"But they left everything behind and left ......"

"That's because of faith, and it can only be because of faith!"

"Faith has made them come here from thousands of miles across mountains and seas, far from their homes."

"What is faith, however?"

"Faith is a fire in the heart, something hidden in the marrow, not for others to see."

"Forging swords for heroes is not an empty slogan, but a real thing, arming them with steel and technology."

"If you stick to the small sections, you will lose the big sections, as long as there is fire in your heart, who will you cooperate with?"

"If you can't even survive, how can you talk about revival?"

"We are blacksmiths who forge armor and swords, not warriors who charge into battle."

"It's like a war, where professionally trained cavalry hasn't charged yet, but craftsmen who can only strike iron go first, what is it?"

"Do you want to give meat to the enemy?"

"Not only will it not be combative, but it will also become a liability."

"Besides, if you can't even support yourself, what else can you use to forge swords for others?"

"Does a hungry blacksmith have the strength to strike iron?" Qi Yun asked. Despite the strong irony in his words, no one said anything to refute it.

"When you're hungry, you'll fart." A little boy said innocently, causing a burst of laughter.

"Little friend, you said it very well." Qi Yun smiled at the little boy and said.

"That's right, a blacksmith who can't eat enough can't make a good sword, he can only fart." After a short pause, he continued, "Here, I would like to ask you a few questions. ”

"First, is it better to arm a hero with a peerless sword, or a group of heroes with a basket of kitchen knives?"

As soon as the words fell, there was another laughter below.

"I think the answer is obvious."

"As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands, let alone a sword against hundreds of kitchen knives."

"According to the information in our factory, I have made a statistic that there are 40,000 parts for a typhoon forest volcano, and most of the parts are handmade."

"So......" He paused, looked at the workers below, and asked, "Does anyone know how many man-hours a part takes?" ”

"If you are a master, you can do seven or eight a day." A young worker replied.

"Yes, the master can do seven or eight a day, make up a whole number, even if it is ten."

"With no rest, no illness, and no leave for a whole year, it takes 4,000 days, ten years and eight months for 40,000 parts."

"If a hundred masters do it together, 40,000 parts can be completed in 40 days, plus other processes, how many wind forest volcanoes can be produced in a year?" As he spoke, Qi Yun looked at Huang Lao below, "Huang Lao, you are the backbone of the technical department, please answer." ”

"Wutai ......," Huang Lao said angrily.

"Thank you, Mr. Huang." Qi Yun bowed his head, and then asked, "We can only arm five heroes a year, so what about the rest of the heroes?" ”

"Line up bare-bottomed." The little boy said just now, which immediately caused the audience to burst into laughter.

"So, production is the last word."

"Today's Western Heavy Industry, if it is fully producing, can produce 800,000 flamingos a year, not to mention the Central Heavy Industry, at least 5 million Thunderfire a year."

"Of course, they can't produce at full capacity, because they can't sell it."

"With the scale and strength of our Spring and Autumn Heavy Industry, if mass production innovation is carried out, it can produce at least 50,000 wild wolf types a year."

"Next, there's the second question." Qi Yun glanced around and asked, "The blacksmith doesn't want to go hungry, so what should I do?" No one answered the question, they all listened quietly, and he continued, "As far as I know, the market price of the Wind Forest Volcano is 250,000 gold coins per piece, and the manpower and material resources we have invested far exceed 250,000, which is completely a loss-making business. ”

"To put it bluntly, our ancestors were high-level executives of Northern Heavy Industry and had a certain amount of savings, so they were able to do loss-making business while eating their old capital."

"If I say this, someone will definitely scold me for being disrespectful to my ancestors."

"But think about it, how much money has the factory made over the years? Are we not working hard enough? Are we lazy! Qi Yun spread his hands and said. Although his words were harsh, the facts were in front of them, and even the guards knew that the factory could no longer open the pot.

"When I say this, I don't mean to deny the merits of the ancestors, on the contrary, ......"

"It is precisely because of their hard work and unremitting efforts that Spring and Autumn Heavy Industries stands tall among the world's first-class brands."

"Even today, when we are at a low point, no one dares to deny our quality so easily."

"Our ancestors laid a solid foundation for us, and what we need to do now is to carry forward this golden sign."

"So ......"

"We want to increase production, we want to make money, we want to make profits, we want to eat and drink, and we want to recuperate!"

"Until one day, when the heroes need us......"

"Only then can we take out the hammer in our hearts and build the sharpest sword in the world for them!"

After a moment's pause, Qi Yun straightened up, bowed solemnly to the audience, and then said, "My words are finished, thank you for your patience, thank you." ”

There was silence below, and a thousand pairs of eyes watched him silently.

Quietly, Qi Yun picked up the coat that was thrown aside, patted it, and draped it on his shoulders, then jumped off the podium and walked out.

The lonely back was bleak and lonely, just like when he left. The dream in my heart was shattered into thousands of pieces.

But at this moment, there was a sparse applause behind him. He couldn't help but be stunned and stopped. Immediately afterwards, the applause became louder and louder, and soon it turned from a gentle drizzle to a violent storm, like a monstrous wave, wave after wave.

"Qi Yun!" "Qi Yun!" "Qi Yun!" The applause was accompanied by a chorus of shouts, and it was the silent mountains calling out to their heroes.

Looking back, there were tears in my eyes.

At that moment, a melodious piece of music sounded from a corner of the restaurant. People involuntarily stopped their movements and listened quietly. The melody is sometimes far-reaching and long, like the bell of the earth, the bell of the deep mountain, sometimes high-pitched and excited, like an eagle striking the sky, angry sea.

At the end of the song, the elders got up and looked at the stranger in the corner, wearing big sunglasses and playing the harmonica.

"Friend, are you?" Huang Lao stepped forward and asked.

"I'm a traveler from afar......" Iron Slag glanced around and said in a loud voice, "I have an order of 10 million gold coins, and I want to cooperate with you." ”

Suddenly, the audience was in an uproar.

Huang Lao was immediately startled, and asked in a trembling voice, "You...... You said...... Is it all true? ”

"Cang Lao can testify." Iron Slag said. He can't show his true face, so he can only borrow the credibility of Master Ya.

"I vouch for my life, and everything he says is true." Canghai Cliff got up and said.

"I will provide an advance payment of one million gold coins, and after signing the letter of intent, it will arrive this afternoon." Iron Slag said.

The audience was in an uproar again, and the workers exchanged heads and talked about each other. Qi Yun and Lu Dali walked over quickly, both of them looking shocked.

"Friend, are you going to start a flying company?" Qi Yun hesitated.

"In addition to flying machines, I also need guns, ammunition, trucks, locomotives, armored vehicles, mechs, and power mechs." Iron Slag said.

"The one million gold coins advance you are talking about, is ...... Is it true? Qi Yun asked in a trembling voice, with this million gold coins, Spring and Autumn Heavy Industry could resume production immediately.

"Without further ado, let's get a letter of intent." Iron Slag said dryly.

Half an hour later, Quinn signed a letter of intent with Spring and Autumn Heavy Industries on behalf of Ciris Investment Co., Ltd. A few hours later, an advance payment of one million gold coins was transferred to the account of Spring and Autumn Heavy Industries.

The elders looked at the money in the account, and they all held their breath, wearing reading glasses and looking at it repeatedly, for fear that they had seen it wrong.

The leader of all the people was born, and there was a large order, and the workers rushed to tell each other. This news spread ten, ten, hundred, hundred, thousand, and soon spread to the ears of the whole factory, the whole town, and even all the heavy workers in the Spring and Autumn Period.

This old factory with profound heritage, like an ancient tree in spring, exudes an amazing cohesion.

Within half a month, hundreds of people returned. They either drag their families with them, or they travel thousands of miles alone; Some rode tattered tricycles, dragging pots and pans, and a house full of belongings; Some drive expensive sports cars and carry neat luggage; Some were ragged and unkempt, while others were brightly dressed and their shoes were shiny.

But no matter where they come from, no matter how high or low they are, no matter how rich or poor, they all have only one common bereavement: go home and rebuild their glory!

Just like Jiang Daya's words: "I was born as a person in the Spring and Autumn Period, and when I die, I am a ghost in the Spring and Autumn Period!" ”