Uncle Lai in the Red Chamber

Chapter 284

Lai Shangrong on the carriage was still recalling his first intimate contact with Sister Lin.

Although it was just a light touch on the back of the hand, the girl's smoothness left an unforgettable aftertaste.

Furthermore, with his aggressive character, this skin-to-skin contact will inevitably lead to gradual progress in the future.

After those affectionate speeches, he obviously felt that the eyes of Li Wan and Wang Xifeng looking at him were a little confused.

It was also a surprise.

While he was thinking wildly, the carriage stopped in front of the gate of the State-owned Enterprise Department.

Today's state-run yamen, under Lai Shangrong's personal preference, has become full of steampunk atmosphere.

As soon as you enter the courtyard, the first thing you see is a huge steam engine, which fully demonstrates the tension and structural beauty that machinery should have.

The huge black and thick chimney protruding from the steam engine, against the surrounding pure white walls, looks even more outstanding, as if to highlight the state-owned company and his personal uniqueness.

Surrounding the steam engine, Lai Shangrong made a half-circular railway track, on which a steam train model was placed.

The steam engine represents the present, while the train represents the future.

If an enterprise does not have a corporate culture, it will gradually lose its vitality and the direction of its pursuit.

The same is true for people. Lai Shangrong just wants to remind himself that there is still a long way to go before he can achieve his dream of big industry.

Of course, steam engines will inevitably be eliminated by history, but when an item gradually moves away from practical value, it is also when it approaches artistic value or historical value.

Lai Shangrong looked at the State-Owned Administration's compound in front of him and began to imagine that on a distant day, people visiting here would point to these large objects that were carefully maintained.

Lai Mou, a pioneer of Daxia industry, placed them in the yamen and did various and detailed readings and understandings.

It's a pity that he is a serious person and does not want to keep a diary, so there is no standard answer for future generations.

Pass through the compound of the State Affairs Department and come to the meeting room.

Officials of the sixth rank and above in the yamen had been waiting here for a long time. When they saw him coming in, they all stood up.

"grown ups!"

Lai Shangrong raised his hand and pressed it lightly, signaling them to sit down.

Today is the day to allocate rooms to the workers, and it is also the day for him to come to express condolences.

The preliminary preparation work has been completed and the tasks have been assigned. The Beijing Security Department has already mobilized manpower to cooperate with the personnel of various factories on site to carry out the distribution.

Lai Shangrong, on the other hand, conducts remote control in the state-owned department and will bring people to visit him halfway through the resettlement process.

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In Daxia, outside the west gate of the capital, there is the dormitory building of the State-owned Department.

An old man, carrying a small and light baggage, held two teenage boys in ragged clothes, who were shivering in the cold wind. Behind him, there was a young man who was not very old, but looked a little bit vicissitudes of life. woman.

The four of them looked up at the dormitory building in front of them, with tears hidden in their eight eyes.

"Sir! Is this for us?"

The person who led the way hurriedly said: "Uncle! I am not an adult. I am also a worker in our factory. I am a co-worker with your son's brother Jin."

"Then you live here too?"

"Yes! My two brothers are both in our factory, and they have been assigned a room in the building next to yours!"

"Amitabha, thank God for such a good house!" the old man said with his hands clasped together.

"Thank God I can't live in such a good house, thank you Master Lai!"

Those who can participate in room allocation are those with high awareness.

"Yes, yes! The child's father also said so, thanks to Mr. Lai!"

"Master! I'll take you in first, and there are still many people waiting in line outside! Mr. Lai ordered everyone to move in before the first snow this year!"

"Hey!" The old man agreed and followed him to the corridor.

Looking at the tidy corridor, he was about to stretch his legs, but he quickly retracted them, raised his feet, brushed off a few pieces of loess stained on the leaky soles, patted them, and then walked in carefully.

The woman and two children behind her also followed the same example.

Although the conditions are insufficient and not comparable to the buildings of later generations, it fully demonstrates humanistic care.

The first floor is elevated so that there is a place to dry out in rainy days.

Go up to the second floor, follow the corridor, and walk to the central location. The guide took out the key, opened the door, and suddenly a gust of hot air rushed in.The two teenagers were no longer trembling, and looked at the room enviously.

"Is there still charcoal burning here?" the old man asked doubtfully.

"Uncle, there is no need to burn charcoal. The hot water in our factory comes through iron pipes. Mr. Lai said it is called floor heating."

The old man who was accustomed to living in thatched and adobe houses felt quite uncomfortable looking at the delicate cement floor and white painted walls in the house.

The worker who led the way didn't take it seriously, and his own family members didn't think so either.

He took out a bunch of keys, handed them to the old man, and pointed to the coal stove poured on the cement floor at the door.

"Master, this is for cooking. I'll leave when Brother Jin comes back and asks him to teach you."

The old man hurriedly dragged his two grandsons and daughter-in-law, bowing and thanking.

After the workers who led the way disappeared into the corridor, the old man carefully took off his shoes and stretched his feet into the house.

"It's warm! Chang'er, Long'er, take off your shoes quickly, don't dirty the floor."

The two children immediately took off their shoes and rushed into the house impatiently. Just as they were about to reach out and touch the white walls, they heard a scolding from behind.

"Dirty hands, don't touch the wall in the dark!"

"Grandpa, this room is the same as the one in our school. It is made of lime powder. When it gets dirty, it will fall off after rubbing. It's just that the school is not as warm as home."

"I heard from the teachers at the school that we will move here to go to school in the future."

The two children giggled at their grandfather.

"It's really been cultivated in several lifetimes, so that when we meet such a master Qingtian, we must bless him with a long life."

At this time, the two children and the woman all nodded sincerely.

Their thoughts are very simple, and those who can make them live a good life are good officials.

"The glass produced in Daddy's factory was made by Mr. Lai, as well as the rubber."

"The last time I negotiated with Xiyi, the new firearm was also made by Mr. Lai..."

The two children were chirping while doing popular science.

Younger brother Jin Long said: "Brother, which factory do you want to work in after graduation?"

Brother Jin Chang pondered: "I'm going to the security department. I heard that the security department protects our factories from being stolen by thieves. Last time, those managers stole tens of thousands of taels of silver, but they were all recovered by the security department. "

Jin Long also nodded and said: "Yeah! The newspaper said that Mr. Lai offended many high officials in order to build a house for us. I will also join the security department in the future to protect the factory from being stolen by thieves, and I will also protect Mr. Lai. , we can’t be harmed by those dog officials.”

"Yes! Dad has worked in the workshop of the Ministry of Works for so many years, and his wages have not been increased by a penny. If it weren't for Mr. Lai, how could we live in such a good house."

"People say our house has three bedrooms and one living room, one for grandpa and one for parents. We also have one."

Just as he was talking, there was a knock on the door outside.

The two brothers rushed to open the door, and when they opened the door, they were stunned.

He said in disbelief: "Lai... Mr. Lai?"

They were all students of the staff school, and Lai Shangrong had met them from a distance when he went to inspect them.

Lai Shangrong said pleasantly: "You are Jin Chengwu's sons, Jinchang and Jinlong, right?"

"Lai...Master Lai actually knows our names..." The two children trembled and looked at Lai Shangrong excitedly.

Condolence work naturally requires preparation. If you don’t even know the names of the family members, it would be too amateurish.

At this time, Old Man Jin and his daughter-in-law also heard the sound and came out of the house.

Yuan Chengtao, who was beside Lai Shangrong, immediately introduced: "This is Mr. Lai from our State-Owned Department, who came here to see you."

Old man Jin walked over with his whole body trembling, his knees weak, and with his two grandsons and daughter-in-law, he bowed his head and bowed.

"Master Qingtian is here..."

Lai Shangrong stepped forward to help the old man up, asked about his dissatisfaction with the house, difficulties in life, etc., and personally demonstrated the use of the coal stove.

Before leaving, he said to the two brothers: "You are the future of our Daxia Dynasty and the future of our State-owned Enterprise. Study hard. I am waiting for you to succeed in your studies and join the factory like your father." work."

Looking at the grateful family with tears in their eyes, they waved their hands and did not take anything away from the masses, but the image of Qingtian has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

(End of this chapter)