Chapter 195: First Arrival on Hong Kong Island
When Li Ye and Jin Peng met Hao Jian in Pengcheng, that guy took the train south from Xiaocheng by himself.
When he went home, he didn't feel tired in his heart, and after he breathed a sigh of relief, Hao Jian was full of resistance to driving back to Pengcheng again.
In the 80s, driving more than 1,000 kilometers by one person was not an easy task.
So he threw his wife and children, as well as the Radavani in Xiaocheng, and sent a telegram to ask the driver of Pengcheng No. 7 Factory to go north to pick them up, and ran away by train alone.
When Hao Jian arrived at Pengcheng No. 7 Factory, Jin Peng saw his face full of spring, and immediately understood that he had been guessed by Li Ye again.
So he teased a little narrowly: "I said Lao Hao, how can you leave the money-losing girl in Xiaocheng?" Don't let people bully her? ”
"What's losing money?"
Hao Jian shook his head and said: "You don't know how likable my daughter is, everyone loves her, the third aunt and six mothers-in-law, sister and brother like it very much, and they just won't let them go, so I reluctantly let them stay in Xiaocheng for a few more days!" ”
"Oh Yo Yo~"
Jin Peng said in a strange voice: "I thought that after your old Hao went home, you would have to compare with your father!" I've heard you say no less than ten times that you must make your dad realize his mistake. ”
Hao Jian shook his neck and said proudly: "How can a man make a mistake?" But I drank him down three times, and he didn't dare to scold me, you can figure it out yourself! ”
"Poof~"
"Hahaha~"
"Yes, yes, yes, I'll go home and have a drink with your father if I have nothing to do in the future, and I must let him understand his mistake deeply."
Jin Peng and Li Ye both laughed, expressing disdain for Hao Jian's hard-mouthed attitude, but congratulating them on the harmonious situation of father and son.
Father and son, how can there be an overnight feud?
After Hao Jian joined Li Ye, he met the ten veterans brought by Jiang Hong.
According to Li Zhongfa's arrangement, half of these ten people will stay on Hao Jian's side to prevent possible dangers on Sanshui's side.
Hao Jian was flattered and said with a smile: "Brother Ono, the driver, the bodyguard, and the female secretary, you have given two of the three, am I working in the direction of a capitalist?" ”
Li Ye smiled faintly and said: "There is also a difference between a capitalist and a capitalist, as long as you don't forget your conscience in the future, what if you are a capitalist or not?" ”
"What you said, whatever I Hao Jian lost, I won't lose my conscience."
Hao Jian listened to Li Ye's admonition and immediately expressed his dissatisfaction, because he felt that Li Ye was despising his character and morality.
Li Ye smiled and didn't bother with him, which black-hearted capitalist was not a kind boy when he was young?
Li Ye called Jiang Hong over and said, "Uncle Hong, you go and tell those comrades that now Pengcheng No. 7 Factory needs workers, if they want, each of them can introduce a relative to come to work, and let Hao Jian explain the specific situation to them." ”
Jiang Hong nodded and went over to tell the ten veterans.
It's just that their reaction was a little unexpected by Li Ye.
"Uncle Jiang, the weather here is stuffy and hot, I'm afraid my sister can't stand it, I've had enough of the sin of hot weather in the southern battlefield a few years ago, and women can't stand it."
"Brother Jiang, I can trust you, but the two girls in my family are of the right age, and it's not very reassuring to let the girls travel four thousand miles to come here as workers."
"We just send money home every month, what are we doing with a woman's family?"
These veterans, in fact, still have a strong sense of "machismo", thinking that it is enough for men to work hard outside, and it is not appropriate for a woman to cross half of the flowers to work here.
However, Hao Jian was very experienced, and walked over and said two words.
"The wages of the front-line workers in our Pengcheng No. 7 Factory are guaranteed + piecework, basically not less than 80 yuan per month, normally it will fluctuate between 12 and 200, and some of the best craftsmanship will exceed 200."
“.”
"Director Hao, can a person only introduce one relative to work? Do I have two daughters? Look at us, we are all Qingshui fellows, can you be accommodating? ”
"Director Hao, I'm just a younger sister, when can I come to work?"
"Director Hao, can he only be a relative? I have a female classmate who is a good fit."
“.”
Looking at Hao Jian, who was suddenly surrounded by him, Jiang Hong couldn't help but whisper to Li Ye: "Xiao Ye, this salary is too high, will it violate discipline?" ”
Li Ye shook his head slowly and said: "In Pengcheng, there will soon be a higher salary, and if you pay, you have to be rewarded.
In the future, Uncle Hong, the salary of those people you bring will not be lower than this amount, you can tell them to eat with their ability and take the money steadily, don't worry. ”
The first to eat crabs always takes a huge risk.
But in 83 years, Pengcheng created the "Pengcheng speed" of the times, and those front-line workers who worked on one floor in three days could even get a salary of 600 yuan per month, which was more than three times that of on-site engineers.
Therefore, the salary model that Li Ye asked Hao Jian to implement was not the first of its kind, and it would not be caught and bitten by crabs.
Jiang Hong looked at the veterans he brought out and nodded silently.
After they were discharged from the army, they were all living at home facing the loess with their backs to the sky, and even if they didn't use their skills, they would slowly be wasted.
The next day, when Jiang Hong sent Li Ye and the three of them to the Luohu port, the intensity of the security made the surrounding people look sideways, as if they thought that this was what level they came to inspect.
In the early 80s, there was often seasonal congestion at the Luohu port.
Especially around the Spring Festival, many mainlanders who are begging for a living on Hong Kong Island will return to their hometowns to visit relatives with a large number of "in-demand goods", and then return to Hong Kong Island to work in a hurry after the Spring Festival.
Li Ye, Jin Peng and others passed the customs at this time, which happened to be the time when these people returned to Hong Kong Island, and the long queue could not see their heads, so they could only move forward slowly from foot to foot.
Hao Jian's Cantonese is already good, and he is also good at communicating with others, and he accosted the people around him while moving, and he learned some information.
In that special era, everyone was allowed to carry "ten meters of cloth, three catties of oil, and thirty-six goods" to clear customs.
These things may seem like nothing in the eyes of future generations, but at this time they are very important "supplies", and even some people have to wear four or five layers on their bodies in order to bring a few more clothes, and the temperature is twenty or thirty degrees, wrapped like a panda.
It can be seen from the attitude of the people next to him chatting with Hao Jian that they are also very proud to be able to go to Hong Kong Island to make a living, and they have an obvious sense of superiority over mainlanders during the conversation.
That is to say, Li Ye and the three of them are dressed well, otherwise Hao Jian's somewhat "flawed" Cantonese, people may not care about Hao Jian!
In the end, Li Ye and the others lined up to pass the customs, and it took a full four hours to come to the side of Hong Kong Island.
Hao Jian and Jin Peng were obviously very excited, and said to Li Ye with a smile: "Let's really go abroad, right?" ”
"Don't make such a common-sense mistake," Li Ye said, "Hong Kong Island is an inseparable part of us, and we just enter from one province to another." ”
"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong, you college students love to chew words," Jin Peng said with a smile: "But if you are so grinding and chirping again, we won't be able to catch the train." ”
After passing through the customs from Luohu, if you want to reach the prosperous area of Hong Kong Island, you have to take the train of the Luohu Line, and a group of people who have passed the gate are crowded in Wuyang and Wuyang, which is not worse than the congestion during the Spring Festival in the mainland.
Li Ye waved his hand and said, "We don't have to squeeze the train, Pei Wencong will come to pick us up." ”
As they were talking, the three of them saw Pei Wencong and Amin hurrying over from a distance.
Hao Jian and Jin Peng immediately straightened their waists, and strictly followed the requirements of Li Zhongfa's thousands of instructions, reflecting the bearing that the people of a big country should have.
The eyes are not squinting, neither humble nor arrogant, majestic but not strict, and it must not make people feel that they have never seen the world.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, Mr. Li, I've been waiting here since the morning, I can't wait, I just went to eat a lunch."
Pei Wencong stretched out his hand from a distance, and apologized to Li Ye again and again, looking at the sweat running out of his forehead, he was really a little sincere.
Li Ye smiled and shook hands with him warmly, and said, "How can I blame you?" The exchange between the two places is still too troublesome, and the only way to blame it is Hong Kong and Britain. ”
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Pei Wencong was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Yes, yes, we should all strengthen communication, I have also been paying attention to the current situation, but with the tough style of the female prime minister, it may take many years of hard work."
Li Ye listened to Pei Wencong's words, and still had a little illusion about the strength of Great Britain.
Sino-British negotiations began in 82 and the first round of negotiations had not been completed by the beginning of 83,
Although in September last year, the Iron Lady fell on the steps of the capital, but the British Empire had just won the 82 Anglo-Argentine War, which covered up its decline.
Therefore, ordinary people like Pei Wencong, who can't see the wheel of history clearly, have begun to roll inexorably.
(End of chapter)