Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 178 Qin Yongjun

After checking the ticket and getting on the train, He Ping found his own berth following the information on the ticket.

Soft sleepers are divided into ordinary soft sleepers and advanced soft sleepers. Hao Jianjun arranged ordinary soft sleepers for He Ping.Usually each train will only have one soft sleeper car, most of which are ordinary soft sleepers, not every train will have high-end soft sleepers.

He Ping walked to both sides of the carriage and took a look. His carriage was just in the middle of the train, close to the conductor's office seat and the dining car, which was very convenient.

Thank you Brother Hao, you are such a good brother!You must know that not everyone can buy the current soft sleeper ticket, and you don't even think about it without an administrative establishment.

The speed of trains in this era has not yet increased, and it takes two days to travel from Fengcheng to Shanghai. If He Ping were to stay in a hard-seat car, he felt that he would die on the spot without going anywhere.

He Ping sat down and opened the car window. At this time, there was no one in the soft sleeper compartment he was in. He opened the car window just in time to see the sales car on the platform.

At this time, the sales cars on the railway station platform were still a measure of the railway station to provide jobs for employees and their families, in other words, they were all their own people.

Large stations like Fengcheng Station have fixed sales carts or kiosks, while small stations like Pingxian Railway Station sell things in baskets or carts.

A peddler like Han Zhaokun secretly selling eggs around the train station would have been dealt with by the train station police station within two days if no one was covering him.

He Ping has never had the habit of bringing food with him when he takes the train, mainly because later generations basically take long-distance planes and short-to-medium-distance high-speed trains. The slowest journey is four hours, and they don’t even need to eat.

But this time to Shanghai is different, two days, although there is a dining car, but also have to prepare some dry food.Thinking of this, He Ping was going to buy something to eat before the train left.

There are not many kinds of things sold in the vending cart. Boiled eggs, steamed buns, fried cakes, and fried dough twist are all staple foods.

He Ping didn't ask the price, and bought a few boiled eggs and twisted twists. When he checked out, he couldn't help cursing in his heart, whether it's on the train or at the train station, whenever he buys things, he will be slaughtered.

At this time, a whistle sounded on the platform, and the train was about to leave. He Ping didn't care about complaining, and got on the train in a hurry.

When He Ping returned to the box, the train began to start slowly. At this time, a middle-aged man was already sitting in his box.

The middle-aged man looked about 50 to [-] years old, wearing a Chinese tunic suit, with two pens hanging on his chest.

Seeing that He Ping came back carrying his things, he reminded with a smile: "Little comrade, I said you have a big heart, just leave your luggage and go shopping."

"What you said was negligence. I was a little anxious when I saw that the train was about to leave."

"Be careful next time, and be careful when you go out."

"That's what you said, thank you for your reminder."

The middle-aged man's reminder made He Ping's first impression of him very good, and the two started talking about it.

"Are you going to Shanghai too?"

"Yes, on a business trip." The middle-aged man replied, "Young man, are you going to Shanghai?"

"It's a personal matter for me. I was lucky enough to publish a few novels. The director of Shanghai Film Studio took a fancy to it and wanted to make it into a movie."

He Ping answered the middle-aged man's question without any disguise, he was never used to pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.In this chaotic and complicated society, it is best for you to reveal your identity from the beginning, so as to save a lot of unnecessary trouble.

The 80s was the most popular period for literature after the founding of the People's Republic of China. Some obscure and serious literary works often sold millions of copies. Countless talented literary youths were respected as idols and sought after by thousands of people in this era.

Literary creators in this era are extremely happy, but domestic literary creation in the 90s has gone downhill.The reason is nothing more than that the people's means of entertainment are more diversified, not limited to literature.

Sure enough, after He Ping stated the purpose of his trip, the middle-aged man's attitude towards He Ping changed subtly.

"Oh, I didn't expect to meet a writer while riding a train. It's such an honor."

People who can sit on a soft sleeper these days are definitely not ordinary workers or farmers. After talking with the middle-aged man for a while, He Ping found out his identity——Qin Yongjun, the director of Fengcheng Toppan Printing Factory. This time he was on a business trip to Shanghai for inspection and import equipment.

He was also accompanied by the director of the publicity department of his factory and the workshop director, but they were not high enough and had to sit on hard sleepers.

Qin Yongjun's identity and his purpose aroused He Ping's interest. In this era, state-owned factories would not necessarily update their equipment every ten or eight years, unless it was absolutely necessary.Through the conversation, He Ping knew that Qin Yongjun's trip to Shanghai was not to update the factory's equipment, but to purchase new equipment and prepare to expand some packaging business.

This surprised He Ping even more. It was the first time he saw such an enterprising leader of a state-owned factory.

Liang Yuejin's father was the director of the printing factory in Yingcheng area. He Ping had asked Liang Yuejin about the egg packaging before, whether it was possible for their printing factory to expand their business lines and set up a packaging factory or something.

Liang Yuejin's answer at the time was decisive, "Don't even think about it. The regional printing factory is to cooperate with the regional propaganda department. How could it be possible to set up a packaging factory? I can't afford to lose that person. Besides, you have never heard of the thing you said. , and no one knows how to do it."

This is the business philosophy of most state-owned factories in this era. The state allows us to open this factory to complete a specific task, not to create benefits.If you have never heard of or seen something, you will never try it lightly.

Years ago when Liang Yue came in to deliver New Year's goods to He Ping, the two brothers were talking about doing business. It was a coincidence that they met the factory manager Qin Yongjun today, who actually wanted to expand the packaging business.

During the two days along the way, He Ping had plenty of time to establish a relationship with this enterprising factory manager, but he was not in a hurry.

Afterwards, the two of them chatted one after another. Unexpectedly, Qin Yongjun actually knew Liang Yuejin's father, Liang Aimin.

"Hey, I'm still an acquaintance after all. I've known Lao Liang for nearly 20 years, but I haven't seen him in the past two years. I have a little impression of his kid, is he called Yuejin? I remember so a name."

"Fate, it's too coincidental for you to say, Director Qin."

"What else is it called Director Qin? You call Lao Liang Uncle. If you don't mind, just call me Uncle Qin."

"Okay, then I'm not going to be polite, Uncle Qin." He Pingshun yelled, and he didn't suffer anyway, and maybe he would have to use him in the future.

"I didn't expect it, what a coincidence, Lao Liang will be 55 this year, right? He is five years older than me, and he is about to retire." Qin Yongjun sighed. He and Liang Aimin have known each other for many years, although they are not very close friends. But they also watched each other grow up, and in a blink of an eye, both of them reached the age of knowing their destiny.

(End of this chapter)