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~.&1t;>-~Chapter 89 The First Village in the World

Cai Gaoli said "Director Guo" with compassion, and Cai Gaozhi was 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 a telephone with his level, but this only granary in the whole company is too tight, so a 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 said "strictly confidential", and turned off the phone, 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 fan he had newly bought.

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There is a small courtyard thirty meters northwest of Changning Street, the courtyard is full of trees, I heard that it was the leader who led this organ back then, the name contains this word, You Xi in the spring, watching them bloom, it indicates that his own political prospects.

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.

The "Red Banner" magazine is the mouthpiece of the party newspaper that stands tall with the "People's Daily" and the "National Defense Army Daily", and it can be said that it is the main front for the general constitution of the world and leading the trend of thought. From this small courtyard, I don't know how many important programmatic reports have appeared, and it can be said that the relative truth of the entire republic in the sixties and seventies is held here. As for whose hands the absolute truth is, it is beyond your ability 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 been noisy, because tomorrow is the day of the publication.

"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 handed a newspaper to Shi Jianfei, who was immersed in writing. 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, clenching it tightly in her hand, Shi Jianfei twitched a few times, did not twitch, and then called softly, the girl came back to her senses, a plain goose egg face was immediately covered with red glow, and the newspaper was stuffed into Shi Jianfei's arms, turned around and escaped.

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

"Xiao Wang, don't talk nonsense, although Xiao Jiang is good, he is definitely not worthy of Section Chief Shi."

"Ouch, Brother Li, look at my memory, I actually forgot the identity of our section chief, I should fight, I should fight..."

"Okay, you two boys, don't sing and harmonize with me, come to the east at noon to make mutton, it's all right."

"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 he is, he can become the focal point, to paraphrase the lines in Zhou Xingxing's movies in later generations, 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 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, in any case, can not be endured.

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 owed more than 1,000 yuan to the commune last year, but in just one year, it actually realized that the income of the commune was more than 325,000 yuan, and the per capita income increased from less than 10 yuan to 1,300 yuan now, a full 13-fold increase, and the output of rice in autumn this year was 500,000 catties, which was the sum of 1955 to 1976. Running water......

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 silently calculating income and expenditure according to the specific numbers in the manuscript, assessing whether there was moisture, or how much moisture there was, but after reading the black and white photos of the pig farm in the newspaper, the fat pigs like the waves of the sea, coupled with his own estimates, he basically judged that the backers on this manuscript had made real achievements.

Such a wonderful material, with its own brilliant pen, once published, the effect must be sensational, 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 who was blown in the Jianghan Evening News, I have to come out of the machine... No, captain, Jingcheng, 18 years 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 "devolved to a 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, moving his 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 feeling angry, the girl surnamed Jiang came back in and asked softly: "Section Chief Shi, have you finished reading that manuscript, how about it, if you can, will we transfer the original text over there, or reorganize the materials and refine new arguments?" ”

"Let's put it first, the people below are the most fond of great joy, the number above is too amazing, I think it's better to verify it, after all, our "Red Flag" is no better than those local tabloids, strict sù, correctness 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 Daily" about Gushantun, and then "Xinhua Daily", "Beijing Evening News", and "Weekly News" 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 drew a horizontal line on the newspaper report about himself word by word.

In addition to advocating the achievements of the backers, all the newspapers and periodicals have given themselves more than 80 percent of the credit, and all kinds of names and hats have been flying 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 bare and slippery head calling."

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 in 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, right, in front of me, how many newspapers can be called big newspapers? Wait and see the show, your second uncle is not so stingy, he just printed a version of "People's Daily", you kid haven't read it yet, haha......"

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

When Xue Xiang heard that even the "People's Daily" was mixed in, he was even more worried in his heart, and 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 the phone away 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 news in the backer, and it has also been published in the "People's Daily". Kang Tong's face was full of joy, holding a stack of newspapers in his hand, which turned out to be a change from his silent nature.

Xue Xiang didn't have time to speak, found out the people's daily newspaper, and spread it out, and the front page headline was painted with five black italics "The First Village in the World", the words were like a dazzling essence, flashing so much that he was almost blind.

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