"Knock knock! Knock knock! ”

Early in the morning of the Chinese New Year's Eve, as soon as Wang Ye got up, he heard that there had begun to be a commotion outside, and he instantly felt that the smell of the year came up.

Nowadays, the daily weekends in China are single days off, and the annual holiday is a total of seven days, namely the Spring Festival three days, May Day one day, National Day two days, New Year's Day one day, a total of seven days, overall is relatively little, and this provision, until 95 years has changed, into a double holiday, while the holidays have gradually increased.

The three days of the Spring Festival, theoretically, are the first two and third days of the first year, but the consortium does not take the usual road, one more day than the national regulations, that is, the Chinese New Year's Eve is also a holiday, but because of production, only R & D positions, some administrative positions, and cleaning and other positions can enjoy this day's extra vacation, as for most of the front-line production positions, security positions, and transportation positions still need to be rotated normally to ensure production and delivery progress.

Of course, all overtime workers can enjoy high Spring Festival subsidies and overtime subsidies.

However, although the Chinese New Year's Eve is theoretically a holiday, Wang Ye, the factory director, still needs to work, at eight o'clock in the morning, Wang Ye began the last work of the year, that is, door-to-door condolences, and the people who need condolences mainly include the following three categories.

The first category, those who have made meritorious contributions, such as those who have made meritorious contributions in the army and then entered the Red Star Machinery Factory, the representative figure is the old factory director.

The second category, for various reasons, leads to physical disabilities, such as those uncles in the large collective under the machinery factory, the reason why they are mixed with the young and women in the large collective is because most of them have disabilities, such as explosions, such as machines, etc.; As well as some families whose families have actually lost their labor force for a variety of reasons, such as the man who used to be the breadwinner of the family was a worker in a machinery factory, but died due to illness or accident, leaving only fathers, daughters, children and the elderly, who also need to be condoled.

The third category is the individual families of senior technicians, engineers, technicians, and even scientists transferred from all over the country this year, after all, they are new to join, and most of them are also dragged over with their families, which is equivalent to directly moving the "roots" over, and they also need Wang Ye, the factory director, to condole.

As for the gifts brought to the door, that is, some rice, flour, grain, oil, salted fish, pork and the like.

"That's it! All right! Sit down! No need to send it! ”

"We're going to another house!"

"It's okay, if you have any questions, just look for the factory director! What is polite to the factory director? ”

"Let's go back! Here we go! ”

Throughout the morning, Wang Ye went in and out of this house, constantly greeting each other, repeating constantly, and constantly hearing all kinds of voices of gratitude.

After all, the consortium is not short of money, and the overall internal welfare is very high, and even if there is no real labor force in the family, the remaining women can continue to work in the factory, engage in jobs such as cleaning, get a decent income, and support the whole family.

It's just that after all, it is not as good as the kind of family with more labor, but it is also enough to eat and wear, plus other subsidies, it can be regarded as a relatively decent life, and even compared with Yuntai City and even the entire Luqi Province, most of the other state-owned factories, the level of life is an existence that needs to be envied.

"Huh? What are you doing at my house, factory director? I don't need your condolences! ”

"My three sons, the eldest is in the engine workshop, the second is in the rotorcraft assembly workshop, and the third is a counselor in the secondary school, not to mention that I am still working, we are not short of food and clothing, what are you visiting the factory director?"

"Don't! No! What do you mean, Director? ”

"You go to see those difficult families, or you go to see those new teachers, I am my own people, do we have any politeness from our own people? Hahaha! ”

"Okay! Let's go! Since the factory director has said so, then we will accept it. ”

"Factory director, try this hairtail, it's delicious!"

"This is leaving? Yes! Rest early after working early, your father and mother are also there, hurry up and go back to dinner! I won't keep you here, hahaha! ”

Coming out of a family, the middle-aged uncle led by laughed, followed by three young men of different ages, it is obvious that this kind of solid family belongs to the consortium, and the reason why Wang Ye wants to come to comfort him is because this is also a serious person who has been on the battlefield and has merit, so he must make a trip.

But it is obvious that people don't want the rice, flour, grain and oil that Wang Ye mentioned at all, and they are even afraid of the gossip of the neighbors, saying that there are four laborers in the family, and they want to take advantage of the factory, etc., and they don't want the things that Wang Ye brought over.

"How many more?"

Walking in the alley, Wang Ye asked Bai Tingyu next to him, Bai Tingyu flipped through the booklet, and then said:

"One hundred and twenty-eight!"

Wang Ye showed a helpless smile on his face, waved his hand and said:

"Let's go! Go on! ”

Then the group continued to visit, followed by a few small three-wheelers, pulling all kinds of materials, from a distance can hear the lively sound of "dong dong bang", the laughter of the children, but because there are many workshops and laboratories involved in explosives in the consortium, so there is no firecracker sound, I feel a little less interesting.

Meanwhile.

Just when Wang Ye was wandering around the factory to condole.

Tanzania, Ministry of Defence.

In Kikwete's office, I saw Kikwete standing in front of the window, lighting a rare cigar, and between the smoke, he looked outside and couldn't help whispering:

"The letter agreeing to cooperate has already been transported manually."

"You should have arrived in Yanjing by now, right? My friend, he should know the news soon, but maybe today is the Spring Festival in China, and perhaps many departments have also been on holiday. ”

"But such an important news, there should still be a person on duty to convey it to the consortium, right?"

"If he saw the news, he would be very happy, right?"

He said that after the initial cooperation intention is reached, he will come to Tanzania, and I don't know when he will come? How should he be entertained then? Kilimanjaro is a must-see! ”

"That's right"

Along with Kikwete's thoughts, he suddenly thought of something, and shouted to the door:

"Come in!"

Suddenly, the staff member on duty pushed open the door and walked in, Kikwete took a cigar, then looked at the staff member and asked:

"How's our screening going? Did it go well? How's the progress? ”

"What is the attitude of the fighters?"

Hearing Kikwete say this, the staff member hurriedly said:

"It went very well, and the number of applicants was far beyond imagination."

"There were even some minor frictions because of the competition for places, but overall, there was no problem."

"Before Mr. Wang Ye arrives, the relevant work will definitely be completed."

As soon as the staff's voice fell, Kikwete couldn't help but sigh and said:

"Sometimes, problems arise in ways that are beyond imagination."

"At the beginning, we were worried about how to reduce the number of personnel, and when the recruitment information of the security company was announced, everyone began to compete for these places, and in the end, there was friction, which is really alas!"

Then he exhaled a long puff of cigar smoke, looked at the staff member again, and asked:

"By the way, is Sankara still in Huaxia?"

"Or have you gone back to Walter because of school holidays?"

Faced with Kikwete's question, the staff member said without thinking:

"General, he is still in the school and has not returned to China."

"It is said that not long ago, he received a commendation at the end of the school semester, and he is very happy!"

Hearing what the staff said, the corners of Kikwete's mouth rose slightly, picked up the cigar and took a puff, and couldn't help but sigh to himself:

"I hope that this junior of mine can succeed in his studies and come back to create a career!"

"Today's Africa is full of opportunities and a paradise for careerists"

Then Kikwete waved his hand, and the staff member left the office, just as Kikwete looked out the window, not knowing what to think.

Huaxia, Changshan City.

"Ahh

In the dormitory of the foreign exchange students, Sankara sneezed, after all, in his hometown, there had never been such cold weather, which made him very uncomfortable.

At this moment, I saw that he was sitting at the desk, reading a book seriously, while constantly taking notes, not long ago, the first semester has ended, Sankara received a commendation, and with the end of the semester, the Chinese New Year is getting closer and closer, there are not many people in the school, and Sankara did not choose to return to China, after all, in his opinion, instead of going back to face the messy country, it is better to study here seriously and reserve enough knowledge.

"Unite all forces that can be united."

"This is not an act of surrender or weakness, but a kind of profound wisdom, what belongs to the forces that can be united, how to unite such forces, how to use these forces to achieve victory, all need to be carefully considered and judged according to local conditions, and finally in order to get the best effect and get the desired victory."

"Shhh Could it be that Mr. Wang Ye, he has heard of me? Impossible! ”

"Otherwise, why would he say this to me in the first place? It was obvious that he meant something at the time, and there were very, very few people who knew about that secret plan, and it was still in the initial preparation stage, so it was impossible for Mr. Wang Ye to know? ”

"But it's not sure, after all, the consortium is still very influential in Africa, maybe he has indeed heard of me and has a certain understanding of me, if that's the case, no wonder Kikwete will give this Mr. Wang Ye such a high evaluation, his analysis and cognition of the current situation and human nature is indeed unimaginable!"

"At a glance, I found my biggest problem"

"If it weren't for him, maybe with that plan, my life would have come to an end!"

"Look at it this way, it's the right place to be!"

Just as Sankara was thinking, suddenly there was a knock on the door of "Tuk Tuk" outside, and Sankara quickly turned his head and shouted:

"Please come in!"

I saw that the person who pushed the door in was a teacher who was not a few years older than himself, and he said with a smile:

"Huh? Sankara, you're still reading books, you're working too hard? ”

"Today is the most important holiday in our country, Chinese New Year's Eve, according to the tradition on our side, it is to eat dumplings, walk!" Let's go and make dumplings together, so that it tastes delicious, and everyone goes! ”

Faced with this invitation, Sankara could not refuse, and at the same time he was very curious, with a longing smile on his face, nodded and put on his coat, and left his room with the instructor.

Moments later, in the noisy cafeteria, Sankara joined the ranks of dumplings making.

More than 2,000 kilometers to the east, you will come to Tokyo.

I saw a traditional Japanese-style annex house hidden in this cosmopolitan city, and in the kitchen of this annex, a slender girl wearing an apron was busy, she was Mitsui Megumi.

On the island on her left-hand side, there is a book called "Chinese Cuisine".

At this moment, Megumi Mitsui is clumsily making dumplings, it is obvious that this is a job she has never done in the past, so that she has to read the cookbook while wrapping, as for the back of the kitchen, there are three cooks who are cleaning the used utensils, and judging from the dumpling skin and filling, it should not be Megumi Mitsui's handwriting, maybe she just participated in the command.

"Whew! That's it! ”

On the board, there are more than 20 flat dumplings, and the shape looks indescribable.

It was obvious that Megumi Mitsui thought so too, and in the end she picked out six barely visible ones and put them aside for later use, while the cook over there had already placed the pan on the gas stove and said at the same time:

"Miss, it's time to put dumplings!"

Then, with Megumi Mitsui's exclamation and a "squeak", the dumplings finally entered the pot, and after a while, six fried dumplings with golden colors came out of the pot.

At this moment, the large lacquer food box not far away was ready, and when the dumplings were put in, the cook covered the food box, and Megumi Mitsui changed into a set of clothes, surrounded by the servants, and left here in a car with the food box.

Moments later, the Mitsui Building, the president's office.

I saw an old man with gray hair sitting and reading the newspaper, he was the current helmsman of the Mitsui Group, Mitsui Okuyuki, and suddenly there was a knock on the door of "Tuk Tuk", and at the same time the secretary's voice came:

"President, Miss Megumi is here."

Hearing this voice, Mitsui Okuyuki nodded and said:

"Let her in!"

Soon, with a sound of light footsteps, the door of the room was pushed open, and I saw Mitsui Megumi walking in with a food box, and suddenly Mitsui Okuyuki smiled:

"What a novelty! I remember Megumi hated cooking the most in the past. ”

"Why did it suddenly change now?"

Regarding his grandfather's ridicule, as the door of the room closed, Megumi Mitsui said with a smile while arranging the meal:

"It's not that I hate cooking, it's that I hate cooking for people I hate."

"And I may come back less and less often in the future, and it may even be difficult to come back, I don't know if there are no more opportunities to cook for grandpa."

Hearing Megumi Mitsui's emotion, Mitsui Okuyuki looked at the fried dumplings in front of him, sighed and said:

"A family like ours wants to grow and maintain."

"Someone has to be sacrificed, in all sorts of ways."

"Otherwise, the moment we decline, countless jackals will pounce on us and gnaw us clean."

"Megumi, do you understand?"

Facing his grandfather's words, Megumi Mitsui sat opposite and said with a smile:

"Of course I understand, I'm just a little sad."

"And the plan has already begun, and we have no way out, otherwise the United States will not let us go."

"Today is the Spring Festival in China, and in their country, they want to eat dumplings today, so Megumi also made dumplings for grandpa, you can taste them!"

"Stay for another seven days, and I'll be leaving again, and the preparations over there will begin."

Mitsui Okuyuki nodded, didn't say anything, just picked up chopsticks and started eating dumplings, while Megumi Mitsui's eyes looked out the window, today's Tokyo is not sunny.

Similarly, the sky in Riyadh is not clear today.

But this did not affect Sattler's mood in the slightest, for no other reason, the first batch of "rain of arrows" high-efficiency air defense systems from the consortium is finally about to begin official delivery, and considering the current tense situation in Saudi Arabia, this batch of air defense systems will be delivered by air, and Saudi Arabia will send transport planes, omitting the long transportation time at sea.

"In other words, it will arrive this evening?"

In the office, Sartler sat behind his desk and asked the staff member with a smile, who nodded and said:

"Yes, Your Highness the Prince."

"That batch of air defense systems will arrive at Riyadh airport this evening."

Hearing the staff say this, Sattler couldn't help but smile and nodded, and then smacked his lips and said:

"I have to say, they are really qualified friends, so qualified!"

"It's only been a long time since our order was placed, and the first batch has already been produced, and as far as I know, today is their most important festival of the year, the Spring Festival!"

"Such a grand festival, if in our country, there will be at least twenty days of holidays before and after, and they are still producing, it is unimaginable! What a hard-working country! ”

"But I have to admit that only by working can we get more wealth."

"It's not like us, we can only guard these oil wells, the economy depends on the oil spewed, and if you want to go further, it's too difficult and too difficult!"

Sartler couldn't help but sigh to himself, and finally looked at his watch and said:

"It's not early, and I haven't been home for a long time."

"I'm going back to the other courtyard today, I guess Hamina has been thinking about me for a long time, hahaha!"

Hearing Satler say this, the staff nodded and left the room, and a moment later, Sattler got into a bulletproof Cadillac sedan and headed straight for the courtyard.

"Brother! You're back! ”

When Sartler pushed open the courtyard door, a little girl rushed up, squeaking and laughing, and the courtyard was no longer deserted.

A moment later, the brother and sister sat under the pergola in the courtyard, and Sattaler's mother personally brought out the prepared lunch, and Sattaler saw the contents of the plate, and said in surprise:

"What is this?"

In response to Sattaler's doubts, Sattaler's sister Hamina smiled:

"Brother, you haven't eaten it, have you? It's called dumplings! ”

"I read from the book you brought me back from Huaxia, it is said that in Huaxia, they will eat dumplings during the Spring Festival, the most important festival of the year, and today is the Spring Festival!"

So I asked my mom to make this dish according to the description in the book, and I helped out! Lamb, onions, cheese in it"

Looking at Hamina, who was counting with his fingers, Satler's gaze became extraordinarily gentle, and then the family of three began to eat, and the picture was very warm.

At the same time, Catherine and Elizabeth were eating at the "Women and Children Protection Fund in War" in Riyadh, and Elizabeth said in a low voice:

"Sister, this is the third rat that has come into contact with us since January."

"And this person is very unusual, she is actually a doctor of the Royal Society, and wants to ask for our help to help her get out of the KGBGER"

Hearing this, Catherine showed a surprised expression.