Go back to the past and be a schoolboy

Chapter 253 Dingjun Mountain

"Hey, hey, there are so many new things in the house, why do you still buy them, you can't put them down anymore."

In a mansion somewhere in the urban area, Zhang Jian watched his eldest son keep moving things into the house. Sitting on the sofa, he rested his hands on his crutches, and said helplessly:

"I don't need some things. It's a waste to move them to me. After a long time, they will be used for collecting dust. You'd better take them with me when you leave, so that I can be quiet."

"Come on, come on, this is the phonograph I just bought from Yong'an. It's an authentic American product. You have to be careful when you move it here." The eldest son, Zhang Xiaoruo, was not willing to listen. While directing the servants to carry it, he persuaded his father: "Father , you don’t know that I went to the United States, it was a shock!”

Zhang Jian's beard trembled, and he snorted and said, "What's the matter, the United States is so good, is it a paradise or some kind of blissful place, you can't even think about leaving, if I don't send you a message to remind you, you, a top student at the Columbia Business School, won't be willing to come back Already?!"

"Oh, my lord father, look at what you said, no matter how good the United States is, isn't it a foreign country, and I will definitely come back when I come back, not to mention there is a word 'filial piety' in my name." Zhang Xiaoruo hurried over When he got behind his father, he pinched his shoulders personally: "Isn't this lamenting the infinite material resources and infinite technical capabilities of the United States!"

Feeling the strength on his shoulders, Zhang Jian's mood became better: "You, spend less time with those cronies and hang out with some legitimate friends, this will not only be good for you, but also for us college students. "

Everyone knows that "Fu Lei's Family Letters" is a famous article full of fatherly love for teaching children. It contains 120 five family letters sent by Fu Lei as a father to his son Fu Cong. It expresses parents' concern for their children, and many people envy them. emotion.

In fact, Zhang Jian did not give up on caring for his children, especially his children. He was not around when his son was studying, and he kept writing family letters. Depth of heart.

It is precisely because of this concern that Zhang Xiaoruo feels pressured, and the hand that was pinching the shoulder also froze: "Father, this is not right. I don't make friends with friends, most of them are high-ranking government officials. In the future, if we stretch out our hands, the road of our university students will definitely be easier."

"I don't know who they are? You need to be good at everything when eating Naka, but if you do something practical, it's three bodhisattvas burning two sticks of incense!" Zhang Jian felt a little bit resentful.

Zhang Xiaoruo poked his neck and asked curiously: "Why do the three Bodhisattvas burn two sticks of incense? What does this mean?"

"Of course I didn't expect you." Zhang Jian said in a deep voice.

"No... this..." Zhang Xiaoruo was at a loss for words, and couldn't help asking: "Father, what kind of friends do you think are worthy of my making friends?"

"This person is both talented and ambitious. I have wanted to introduce you to him a long time ago." Zhang Jian stroked his beard and said slowly, "It is Professor Cheng Nuo Cheng Zhiyuan from Peking University!"

"Him!?" Zhang Xiaoruo couldn't help being surprised, seeing his father's face was wrong, and quickly explained: "I do know his name, but he's into mathematics, although Yankees also admire him very much, But it doesn’t have much to do with our business, does it?”

Zhang Jian held the crutches with both hands, and rapped the ground heavily: "I have already emphasized to you that reading should not be mediocre, but 'the sound of the wind and rain, and the sound of reading can be in your ears, and you care about family affairs, state affairs, world affairs, and everything'. Now you The more I read, the more I go back, Zhiyuan is now an important task for Shanghai Bund’s industrial circle..."

Seeing that his father was a little angry, Zhang Xiaoruo, as a son, naturally couldn't confront Zhang Jian at this time, so he quickly bent over to the side, and pushed out the phonograph he bought:
"Okay, okay, I will definitely pay a visit to the famous Mr. Cheng Zhiyuan you mentioned later, but a company called Yong'an just opened on Nanjing Road last month, directly under the signboard of 'the customer is always right', inside The stuff is not bad, so I found a gramophone for you, take a look."

Seeing his son busy up and down with Western gadgets, Zhang Jian wanted to continue to get angry, but when he thought that it would be useless to talk too much, he would only have a rebellious mentality if he continued, so he had to say with a sigh: "I'm old, You have to plan for a long time, and then don’t regret it.”

Zhang Xiaoruo let out a hey, while packing up the gramophone in his hand, he hummed an inexplicable tune.

Not long after, there was a burst of singing from the phonograph:

"The earth is Yin and the sky is Yang,

Nine palaces and eight trigrams are hidden in the abdomen.

With a wholehearted heart to support Lord Liu,

Reverse the Han Dynasty Jin Jiabang.

The Mountain Man Zhuge Liang..."

Gently patted the phonograph on the table, Zhang Xiaoruo couldn't hide his complacency on his face: "Father, can you tell who sang this?"

Zhang Jian closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then he realized something and asked in surprise: "Could it be Tan Xinpei Tan's "Dingjun Mountain"? Didn't he just pass away last year? Where did you get it from?"

Zhang Xiaoruo laughed and said: "This is the first batch of novels produced by EMI. I know that my father likes Beijing opera, so I specially found a way to get it. Besides "Dingjun Mountain", I also have "Selling Horses". I don't know if my father likes it. satisfy?"

At this time, Zhang Jian did not reply directly to his son's words, but picked up the "Declaration" from the tea table with a face full of satisfaction, stretched the newspaper and read it slowly, shaking his head, apparently in a very good mood.

It's a pity that this short-lived peace didn't last long. After just a few breaths, the smile on Zhang Jian's face gradually disappeared, and then slowly became serious. He read it three times, chewed every word carefully, and finally melted The word "excitement" is written on the face.

"Xiao Ruo, come here and have a look. Is the news published in this newspaper true? My presbyopic eyes really can't believe it."

It is rare to see a father like this, Zhang Xiaoruo put away the smile on his face, walked over and sat beside Zhang Jian, took the newspaper and looked at it seriously.

"Congratulations to Qiuxin Machinery Factory for successfully rolling steel
Recently, with the support of Professor Cheng Nuo, factory director Zhu Zhiyao, Chen Zhaoqiang and others, Qiuxin Machinery Factory successfully refined high-quality steel and rolled steel plates. The quality is superior, which is better than the quality of steel sold in the international market. Prices are far below average.

It is reported that the first batch of steel was used for the first time on the [-]-ton giant ship in the United States. A professional who did not want to be named said that in the future, this steel can not only be used in shipbuilding, car building, and cannon building, but can also be directly used in civilian applications. The development of national industry.

If there was a shadow over the heads of Chinese businessmen before, then today will be a different day. From now on, we will no longer have to worry about being controlled by foreign powers in terms of raw materials, and we can boldly develop free industrial industries. On the united front of industry, do not set limits on the production of this steel product...

For the congratulations and requests from colleagues in the industry, Professor Cheng will actively expand production in addition to thanking him, so as to ensure that Qiuxin Machinery Factory will play a leading role. Here also hope that the vast number of aspiring young people sign up to join the big family of Qiuxin...

Our reporter Li Tianyou"

Although the news is short, the content is powerful enough.

Even though Zhang Xiaoruo didn't know much about Cheng Nuo before, and his interest was not strong, but after seeing the news in the newspaper, his hands couldn't help shaking:
"Father, tell me that the "Shenbao" will not publish fake news, right? If that's the case, it will be shocking."

"Shenbao is well-known in the industry. Do you think it will do such a thing that digs its own grave?"

Although Zhang Jian was much calmer than Steel, his mouth was a little parched at this moment, and he poured himself a cup of herbal tea, only after drinking did he feel that his heart was not beating as violently as before.

"But this process is too fast. I still remember that at the beginning of the year, Qiuxin Machinery Factory was half dead. At that time, Zhu Zhiyao came to us to raise funds. It seemed that there were only two ways left to go: bankruptcy or being acquired. ...I never expected that it not only overcomes the difficulties, but also brings such a big gift."

As a leader in the private machinery industry, the brand of Qiuxin Machinery Factory is naturally known to everyone. When it was in trouble, the business community made a lot of effort to help.

Local gentry and chambers of commerce in Shanghai opposed the sale of Qiuxin Machine Factory to foreign merchants, and demanded that the Beiyang government accept it as a government-run company, but the Beiyang government refused.After several rounds of negotiations, the Beiyang government had no choice but to take a step back, expressing that it could proceed with Sino-French joint hosting after approval.

Of course, the so-called Sino-French joint venture is just to maintain the superficial appearance. In essence, it is the French who have the final say on how far it will go.

Fortunately, Cheng Nuo came out in time, not only saved Qiuxin Machinery Factory, but also provided such a large technical solution support, which Zhang Xiaoruo, who was reading the newspaper, praised.

"As the saying goes, listen to people's advice and eat enough." Zhang Jian took the newspaper, and now he is still a little dazed after seeing the news: "You were not happy to let you get in touch with Zhiyuan before, but now you want to visit people again, I guess they will coordinate Not out of the world, everyone wants to curry favor with this God of Wealth."

Zhang Xiaoruo rubbed the back of his head, a little embarrassed and said: "If you don't listen to your parents, you will suffer in front of your eyes. I have fully understood this truth."

"You, it's not too late." Feeling some wrinkles in the newspaper, Zhang Jian stretched it out and shook it, and thoughtfully said: "But having said that, it's not too late now, I saw that Zhiyuan mentioned in the article' Cotton iron joint venture', there seems to be some deep meaning in it."

Inspired by this sentence, Zhang Xiaoruo suddenly realized after repeating the word a few times in his mouth, and slapped his thigh: "Father, I thought of it, this cotton and iron joint venture, you have mentioned this point of view before when you were the director of agriculture, forestry and industry and commerce."

Speaking of it, Zhang Jian was not only because of the relationship between Dasheng Cotton Mill and the cotton textile industry, but also as the general manager of Hanyeping Company. At that time, he clearly highlighted the important position of the cotton and iron industry, and believed that the cotton and iron industries could exercise full economic power. , For the sake of the country, it should be taken as a key development direction.

Later, when he held important positions in the government, he merged the two ministries of agriculture, forestry and industry and commerce into the Ministry of Agriculture and Commerce, and served as the head of agriculture and commerce. It has become an important content that the country has to consider when formulating macroeconomic planning.

Since then, successive Chinese governments have more or less, more or less deeply or shallowly involved in the steel industry construction plan when formulating economic development plans.

"However, thinking about it now, although the cotton-iron doctrine I proposed at the beginning had certain theoretical significance, it was more about examining issues from a macro perspective. When it really falls into the microscopic aspect, the practical significance is not very obvious. Zhiyuan's cotton-iron doctrine Doctrine is similar to me in shape but not in spirit, and it is more operable.”

The more he watched Cheng Nuo's Ironism 2.0, the more Zhang Jian's mouth felt endless aftertaste, and finally he wished to directly join Cheng Nuo's iron camp.

As a person of the same age, Zhang Xiaoruo was still a little unconvinced, and deliberately asked: "Father, what you said is a bit exaggerated. If this cotton-ironism is really good, wouldn't you follow the trend when you held an important position?" , it's Professor Cheng's turn to improve it, even now I guess it's not satisfactory.

"What do you know?" Zhang Jian slapped the newspaper on the table, blew his beard and glared and said, "Your father and I have already investigated the number of spindles in cotton factories in various countries and the demand for steel raw materials in the world. The gap is shockingly large, and Our country is vast and abundant, and this is our endless hope.

As for when to mine and how to proceed, it depends on people, wealth, and national strength.

Now he, Cheng Zhiyuan, has turned the world around almost by himself, and pushed the steel industry, which is the most important of the national industry, to this level. No matter how many words he praises, it is enough for the country. Save tens of millions of taels of silver! "

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoruo opened his mouth so wide that he could stuff an egg, and said in shock, "There are so many of them!?"

Zhang Jian shook his head, sighed and said: "This is only the figure in the Xinhai period. Since the founding of the Republic of China, our annual steel import output has been tens of millions of taels of silver. If you add these together, there are tens of millions of taels. The number..."

Worthy of being the head of agriculture and commerce at the time, Zhang Jian talked about the number of these imports one after another, and finally not only told his son for forgiveness, but also himself, through these appearances, was serious about the importance of Qiuxin Machinery Factory at this time. significance.

"Okay, father, you don't need to talk about it, I'll change it, I'll change it right away!" Zhang Xiaoruo hugged the gramophone, got up and was about to leave.

Zhang Jian didn't know why, so he asked, "What are you doing here?"

Zhang Xiaoruo patted the gramophone in his hand, and said weakly: "Playthings make people discouraged, shouldn't I return the things? When I come back, I will visit Professor Cheng with you, and make ironism bigger and stronger."

Zhang Jian was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said, "You can teach a child, but don't take the gramophone away?"

Zhang Xiaoruo was a little confused, and asked suspiciously: "What? Father, what did you say?"

Zhang Jian said cheerfully, "I mean, you can go back and pack your bags, and we will visit Zhiyuan tomorrow."

When his son left, leaving only Zhang Jian in the room, he turned on the gramophone again, and turned to that page of "Shenbao" to read again.

"The head is full of drums, the battle is made of rice,
Two drums, tight jersey.

Tee drums, knives unsheathed,

The four-way drum, the front confrontation.

Everyone will be rewarded when you go forward, and you will get a knife when you step back!

The Three Armies and the Lord Guiying Post

......"

(End of this chapter)