Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 184 My Grandson is Myself

After seeing Guo Qiang off, Chen Luyang briefly explained the workshop work and asked for leave from Yu Anshan according to the work order.

Then he knocked on Wang Qingzhou's office door with a smug look on his face and asked the factory director for three days off to attend the cultural publishing and academic exchange conference held by the province.

Although Wang Qingzhou was not very happy to give leave, this was an important exchange conference held in the province after all, so he couldn't refuse to let him go.

The venue for this exchange conference is the auditorium of Songting Hotel.

Before eight o'clock in the morning, Chen Luyang rode his bike to Dongfang Street. From afar, he saw many comrades who were freezing to death. They were huddled together in blankets in the hotel room and lined up to get water from the hot water tank next to the reception desk on the first floor.

The participants of this conference come from all over the world.

It was already cold in the provincial capital in late autumn, and they didn't wear enough clothes. Some of them even wore only a thin coat.

Everyone was sneezing while queuing and was very cold.

The new receptionist at the door saw Chen Luyang and politely asked him to show his invitation letter.

When the receptionist confirmed that the young man in front of him was indeed a delegate, he was stunned.

"Comrade, you are busy. I know the hotel well and can find the auditorium myself."

Chen Luyang smiled and waved to the receptionist, then walked into the hotel as if she was going home.

“Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!!”

"Isn't this Comrade Luyang? Welcome to our Songting Hotel."

Zhu Xinghuo saw Chen Luyang and strode forward with his hand to greet him.

“Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!!”

"Isn't this Captain Starfire?! It's been such a long time since we last saw each other!"

Chen Luyang smiled and shook hands firmly with Zhu Xinghuo.

Once they shook hands, the two of them wouldn't let go.

Last time I drank,
Song Liaosha and Zhu Xinghuo didn't know how they became addicted to such a boring activity as arm wrestling.

After taking a couple of sips, they have to shake hands and knock on each other’s hands to see whose hands are stronger.

Chen Luyang was too lazy to join in this boring sport, but who knew that today he would give Zhu Xinghuo a chance.

"That's a long time! If you think about it, we haven't seen each other for almost two weeks." Zhu Xinghuo secretly increased the strength in his hands.

Chen Luyang also felt the urge to win, his fingers clenched until they turned white, and with a slightly ferocious expression, he clenched his hands and said:
"So I came to see you!"

Zhu Xinghuo looked at Chen Luyang deeply and said, "Brother, I still have work to do. Can we discuss this next time?"

Chen Luyang nodded deeply: "After the meeting, I'll let you know what strength is!"

“Oh shit???” Zhu Xinghuo’s pupils shrank.

Hearing these provocative words, Zhu Xinghuo, who had said he would let go, couldn't help but use more force with his fingers.

But thinking of the work that was about to begin, Zhu Xinghuo gritted his teeth and endured it!

"Do you know how to get to the auditorium?"

"Know!"

Chen Luyang stuffed his painful hand back into his pocket without a word, and then reminded Zhu Xinghuo.

"There's a place, look back and pay attention."

Saying,

Chen Luyang pointed to the staff corridor and said, "There's only a wall between the storage room and the meeting room. Keep a close eye on it."

"What!?"

Zhu Xinghuo's expression instantly turned serious and he turned and walked towards the storage room.

After two or three minutes, Zhu Xinghuo walked out seriously.

"It's locked. Thank goodness you reminded me! It would be very difficult to deal with if something happened later!"

Hearing that the door was locked, Chen Luyang felt relieved.

The representatives attending this conference are scholars and experts from various fields who have published important books this year.

When Chen Luyang walked into the venue with the invitation letter, most of the seats were already occupied.

According to the seat number on the list, Chen Luyang found his seat in the middle of the venue.

As soon as he sat down, Chen Luyang heard people talking in the two rows behind him:

"Look, there are actually children attending the meeting!"

The sound sounded like a foreign scene.

Chen Luyang was also a little curious.

He thought he was very young to be able to attend this conference at the age of less than 20.

Who would have thought there were kids here?!
Chen Luyang looked around and jumped up to see what the child looked like.

But looking around, all the people present were adults, where were the children? Just when he was wondering, two voices sounded again behind him:

"Is your grandson this old too?"

"It feels a little bigger than my grandson, but it seems to be about the same..."

The more Chen Luyang listened, the more suspicious he became.

He looked back and saw two white-haired old men sitting in the back row, looking at him with their heads touching.

Seeing Chen Luyang looking back,
An old man grinned kindly, revealing the empty tooth in his mouth.

Then, the old man put his hand to cover his mouth embarrassedly and nodded at Chen Luyang.

The other old man also waved happily at Chen Luyang.

Chen Luyang: ...

Well, my grandson is me!
Chen Luyang grinned and greeted the two elderly people enthusiastically.

At this age, being a grandfather is easy! ! !
However, Chen Luyang's attention is far from this.

"I don't know how these two grandpas maintain so much hair!"

Chen Luyang rubbed his hair subconsciously.

I don’t know if it’s my illusion or I’ve been under too much pressure recently.

Ever since he became the workshop director, he started losing his hair.

At first he thought it was normal metabolism, but looking at Old Chen's head with almost no hair, Chen Luyang was really worried.

As the delegates entered the venue, Chen Luyang discovered through observation that no matter their age, each of these delegates was full of energy and spirit!
Whether it is body movements or conversation, they all reveal the revolutionary spirit unique to this era.

Even though most of them are about the same age as Chen's father and mother, their mental state is stronger and more stable than Song Liaosha's!

Many of these representatives are old friends who often attend the meeting and are familiar faces. Everyone greets each other warmly.

Even Chen Luyang, the youngest, was constantly approached by people.

no way.

Chen Luyang is really too young!

Everyone chatted for a while, and around nine o'clock, provincial leaders came in one after another.

At half past nine, the cultural publishing exchange and academic exchange conference officially opened.

Among the leaders present today, the highest-ranking one is Mr. Guo, the senior official in charge of provincial production and culture.

On behalf of the province, he delivered an opening speech to the delegates.

It was the first time for Chen Luyang to attend a meeting with so many highly educated experts and scholars. The meeting was opened by provincial leaders, so he was quite excited.

"Dear fellow authors, experts, scholars, and journalists, good morning! I am very happy to attend this conference. First of all, on behalf of the provincial capital, please allow me to express my sincere gratitude to all the experts present!"

"..."

“Only when writing keeps pace with the times can it have its own future!”

"Let us conduct in-depth discussions and make our contributions to the construction of the national cultural and educational system, as well as the national discipline system, academic system, and discourse system!"

There was immediate warm applause in the conference hall.

Chen Luyang was frantically recording Guo's speech from the audience.

Ever since the last work experience article, Chen Luyang's writing style has caught the attention of Deputy Director Yu.

He now has to seize every opportunity to learn, memorize more good words and sentences, and keep them as materials when he goes back.

This will save you from having to grope around blindly when writing materials.

After the speech by senior official Guo, two conference representatives spoke.

Both of them are quite representative.

One is a master of literary creation, and the other is a Taishan expert in the field of communications.

Chen Luyang really gained a lot from listening to it.

As soon as these two representatives came on stage, they instantly livened up the atmosphere of the entire publishing exchange meeting, and Chen Luyang was filled with passion when he heard them.

They arrived at the dining hall of Songting Hotel, and Chen Luyang was still savoring the passionate and competitive atmosphere in the hall while getting his meal.

Chen Luyang took a bottle of freshly brewed kvass and heard a voice:
"Comrade, please tell me if there is any hot water?"

"Yes! Please wait a moment."

A young waiter in the restaurant quickly ran to the kitchen and came out holding a thermos.

Uncork the thermos.
The waiter poured hot water into the glass.

"Thank you, little comrade."

An old man about the same age as Wang Qingzhou, wrapped in a hotel blanket and holding a cup of hot water, sat at the back of the table.

(End of this chapter)