Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 317 (Dads, good luck on the seventh day of the first lunar month) I am the unlucky one
Immediately, Chen Tuo's face showed an expression of "I told you so".

Apart from Chen Luyang, no one else could come up with such an unexpected activity.

"Okay, that's it."

Chen Tuo drew a circle behind the activity.

If someone else were to do this, he might not agree.

But if Chen Luyang did it, maybe he could really come up with something interesting.

The people in the Propaganda Department widened their eyes. They didn't expect that Chen Tuo actually agreed.

When Chairman Jia received a call from the Provincial Working Committee, saying that the Provincial Propaganda Department would lead the guests of the Japanese delegation to participate in the Qingming Festival activities of the rubber workshop and go to Guoguoli Street to burn paper for Guoguoli,
Chairman Jia was so shocked that he almost dropped the phone.

"Okay! I'll inform the workshop right away and have them prepare!"

Right now,

Chen Luyang, who had no idea that he had been selected,
After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I lay down on my parents' kang with a tired and listless look on my face, listening to the radio with Chen Dazhi.

I’m so tired...!
Although they are all translators.

But when working as a translator in a factory, everyone has time to take a cigarette break, and we can communicate repeatedly if we encounter something we don’t understand.

But working as a translator for the Provincial Propaganda Department is not so easy!
He not only had to express Chen Tuo's ideas and speech content completely and accurately,

He also had to analyze and judge the attitudes of the comrades of the Japanese delegation at any time based on their tone, and serve as a good staff assistant to Chen Tuo at all times.

Help Chen Tuo adjust the rhythm and content of the conversation to promote the cooperation smoothly and successfully.

but! !
His three days of hard work were not in vain!!
For example: his future father-in-law likes to eat pickled vegetables.

Every time he went to a restaurant, as long as there were pickled vegetables, Chen Tuo would definitely pinch a handful and put it on his plate to eat.

Also, his future father-in-law doesn't like strong tea, he prefers light green tea.

I smoke occasionally, but I'm not a heavy smoker.

I also particularly like to eat one bite of fruit at a time.

Such as small tomatoes and grapes~
The fruit plates prepared in restaurants and meetings are all small and easy to eat.

……

Just as Chen Luyang was reviewing Chen Tuo's likes and dislikes in his mind, Chen's mother, feeling sorry for her son, asked:

"Second brother, how many days will it take for you to finish your work in the province?"

Chen Luyang collapsed on the kang: "There is also a Qingming Festival event. After they participate in the event, I guess there will be nothing else to do."

Father Chen was surprised: "Qingming Festival activities? They are also participating in our Qingming Festival activities? Is this appropriate!"

Chen Luyang was too tired to think: "Whether love is suitable or not, I don't care."

"I heard that the provincial trade union has compiled the Qingming Festival activity plans of various units. I guess we can just choose a suitable one and follow their activities."

Mother Chen said, "Those responsible for the Qingming Festival activities have a heavy task!"

Chen Luyang said sarcastically: "Of course!"

"It would be fine if it was any other country, but it had to be a Japanese delegation."

"If you don't understand even one link, you'll be punished!"

"I don't know which unlucky guy got into this..."

As we were talking here, there was a knock on the door outside the yard, "Pang Pang Pang".

Junjun jumped out and opened the door.

"Excuse me, is Director Chen at home?"

"Here. Uncle! Looking for you."

Junjun shouted loudly.

"I'm coming!"

When Chen Luyang in the room heard that someone was looking for him, he quickly got up from the kang and put on his shoes while shouting.

When Chen Luyang ran out of the main room, he saw Secretary Xu standing in the yard.

"Secretary Xu? Why are you here? Come inside and sit down!"

Chen Luyang enthusiastically embraced Secretary Xu and led him into the house.

Secretary Xiao Xu quickly said, "No, no, Director Xiao Chen, I'm here today to inform you of something."

"The provincial working committee called the union and said a Japanese delegation would participate in our workshop's Qingming Festival activities."

"Chairman Jia asked you to prepare well."

hum...

Chen Luyang's head buzzed.

"Secretary Xu, is there some misunderstanding? Our workshop didn't plan any activities for Qingming Festival!"

Secretary Xu looked at Chen Luyang sympathetically and said:
"Director Chen, you were working outside, so maybe the comrades in the workshop didn't have time to notify you."

"During the Qingming Festival, the activity reported by our rubber workshop is to go to Guoguoli Street and burn paper for Guoguoli."

Chen Luyang's eyes widened.

"Secretary Xu, what did you say? What's the activity in our workshop?"

"Go to Guoguoli Street and burn paper for Guoguoli."

Damn it...

Chen Luyang's mind went blank.

Go to Guoguoli Street and burn paper for Guoguoli...

Who the hell came up with this trick!

What are you thinking about?
On such a solemn festival as Qingming Festival, instead of visiting the martyrs' cemetery to remember the martyrs, you go to burn paper on the street...

“Even the province agreed to this???”

Chen Luyang's voice became shrill.

"They agreed! Not only did they agree, they also asked us to organize the event well. We should strive to organize a high-quality and memorable Qingming Festival event."

Secretary Xu repeated Director Jia's words to Chen Luyang truthfully.

"Director Chen, the factory attaches great importance to this event. The factory union, office, and logistics department will fully cooperate with your workshop. Let's work together to make this event a success."

Secretary Xu saw that Chen Luyang's expression was not right and immediately said:

"Director Chen, it's getting late. I won't bother you anymore. Just call me if you need anything later."

After saying that, Secretary Xu said goodbye in a hurry and turned to leave Chen's garden.

The night wind blew across his face, mixed with the chill of early spring, making Chen Luyang shiver.

Sober.

Chen Luyang turned around abruptly and rushed back to the main room, put on his coat, and said hurriedly:
"Something's going on in the workshop, I have to go out for a while!"

Mother Chen came out worriedly: "What's the matter? Why is it so urgent?"

Chen Luyang looked at his mother with a look of despair: "Mom, do you remember that unlucky guy I just mentioned?"

"I'm the unlucky one!"

……

Riding his bicycle out of the Chen family courtyard, Chen Luyang went straight to Dong Mangui's house.

At this time, Dong Mangui's family is teaching and learning with a loving father and filial piety.

"How did you figure out this multiplication? You could do it more accurately with your toes!"

"Crying? Why are you crying?"

"Hold it back!!!"

……

Dong Mangui's eyes widened, and he poked his son's homework book with his left finger, and his saliva sprayed all over the table.

Ever since Chen Luyang visited every household before the New Year and found that his little bastard's homework book was full of red crosses,
Dong Mangui became concerned about his son's studies.

Whenever he didn't have work to do at night, he would go home and check his son's homework to see how he was doing. But tonight, he was so angry that he almost died.

None of the multiplication and division were done correctly!

Just when he was about to take out the soles of his shoes and give a stern lecture, someone slammed the gate of the courtyard.

"Old Dong, are you home? Old Dong!"

clap clap clap!
"Old Dong! Old Dong!!!"

clap clap clap! !

"Dong Mangui!!"

The knocking on the door became increasingly violent.

"Hold it back! Do your homework!"

When Dong Mangui heard Chen Luyang's movement, he yelled at his son and then ran out of the main room to open the door.

"Director, why are you here so late at night?"

Dong Mangui changed his cruel attitude when he just scolded his son, and his face was full of smiles and enthusiasm.

Before Dong Mangui invited Chen Luyang to sit in the room, Chen Luyang had already spoken:
"Let me ask you, who came up with the idea of going to Guoguoli Street to burn paper for Guoguoli during the Qingming Festival?"

Dong Mangui's eyes lit up.

"Director, you know everything?"

Dong Mangui looked like he wanted to take credit but was too embarrassed to show it too obviously.

“This idea was actually mine.”

Dong Mangui looked a little embarrassed and a little proud.

"Originally, we planned to wait until you returned to the workshop to report it, but the union was too urgent. So the four of us voted together and decided to report this activity to the union."

Dong Mangui looked at Chen Luyang expectantly.

"Director, where did you hear about this?"

Chen Luyang's face turned a little blue.

Knew it……

He knew it was definitely this trick!!!
"No...it's quite expensive. Why do you want to do this?"

Chen Luyang was really puzzled.

"Wouldn't it be nice if we could go to the Martyrs' Cemetery to pay our respects?"

Dong Mangui thought Chen Luyang was asking him how he could come up with such a wonderful idea, and he said with some excitement:
"My original idea was to bring some novelty to the workshop activities."

"Everyone else is going to the Martyrs' Cemetery. If we go there too, it will seem too ordinary."

Chen Luyang took a deep breath and felt his temples bulging.

"Old Dong, you have made a great contribution this time."

Chen Luyang didn't know whether to grit his teeth or stamp his feet.

"The province has taken a fancy to our Qingming Festival theme activities."

"We need to lead the Japanese delegation to burn paper for Guoguoli with us."

After Chen Luyang finished speaking, he saw the smile on Dong Mangui's face suddenly fall.

"Director, what are you talking about? The provincial government is also coming to our meeting?"

Dong Mangui was a little confused.

His initial idea was just to become the best in the machinery factory, but he never dared to think of alarming the provincial leaders!

"Correct."

Chen Luyang said unhappily:

"Our workshop was the only one in the province to come up with the idea of offering sacrifices to Guo Guoli during the Qingming Festival. And since the delegation coming was from Japan, we were the chosen one."

"Boss, you're good at arranging things."

"I have to go out for work with the provincial leaders tomorrow, so I don't have time to think about burning paper. You can discuss it with Brother Huang and the others, come up with a rough idea, and then come to my house tomorrow night and we can discuss it."

Chen Luyang had no choice but to try his luck.

There is no way to push this job forward.

Just keep going!
Not only do you have to take it on, but you also have to take it on securely and perfectly!
If I mess this up, not only will all my hard work over the past three days be wasted, but I'll probably get criticized in the end!
From then on, I became completely famous in the eyes of provincial leaders.

Dong Mangui quickly said, "Don't worry, Director. I will definitely find a way to get things done beautifully."

Chen Luyang said, "The union has spoken. This event is very important, and the entire factory will support us."

"If you need help from the factory office, general office, or the labor union, please don't hesitate to ask them for help."

Although this matter fell on the rubber workshop.

But if it is not done well, the entire machinery factory will be embarrassed.

Dong Mangui said: "Don't worry, Director!"

Chen Luyang was thinking about what else he needed to say when he suddenly heard the faint cry of a child coming from the house.

"What's wrong? Why is the child crying?"

Dong Mangui said angrily, "All the homework is wrong. I just finished cleaning it up."

Chen Luyang suddenly realized: "Brother Dong, educating children requires careful methods and techniques. I have two feather dusters at home that I brought back from Pianer City. They are very useful."

"I'll get you one later, and we'll teach that little monkey a lesson."

Dong Mangui was worried that he didn't have a suitable weapon.

I heard there is a feather duster in Piancheng.
He immediately said happily, "Okay! Then I'll go to your house tomorrow night to pick it up!"

……

I have to say that Dong Mangui is really a talent when it comes to organizing activities!

The next night,
Dong Mangui, Huang Pingtao, Zhao Yuejin, and Sun Jianbo came to Chen Luyang's house and made a preliminary report on the activity plan!
Chen Luyang was shocked when he heard this.

If we really carry out the Qingming Festival activities designed by Dong Mangui and others,

That will not only successfully satisfy the wishes of the Japanese delegation members to participate in the Qingming Festival sacrifice,
It can also stick to the theme and reflect the characteristics of the machinery factory.

It has a very strong style and appearance of people working in a machinery factory.

"Have you asked the union comrades to check it? What do they say?"

Chen Luyang was still a little worried and asked another question.

Huang Pingtao said: "We showed it to the comrades in the trade union, and Chairman Jia also said it was okay."

That’s OK!
When Chen Luyang heard that Chairman Jia agreed, he immediately slapped his thigh:

"Just do it as you designed."

After listening to this, Zhao Yuejin took out a small stack of pencil-drawn design drawings from his bag.

"Director, these drawings are scraps used as table legs in the workshop. We're planning to take them with us on the day of the event. Do you think it's okay?"

Chen Luyang took the design draft paper.

These drawings are all scraps and discarded designs from the factory in the early years, and even the equipment has been eliminated.

All original drawings are kept intact in the factory archives.

It wouldn't be a pity to burn these useless manuscripts in my hand.

After knocking on every link of the Qingming Festival activities with four people again,
Dong Mangui happily took a feather duster and went home to beat the child.

Since the provincial leaders had specifically requested that the rubber workshop participate in the Qingming Festival activities, the factory leaders Wang Qingzhou, Dong Jiangchao and Yu Anshan naturally had to accompany them.

In order to ensure the smooth progress of the event,
Early in the morning of Qingming Festival, several small trucks rushed to Guoguoli Street with pre-prepared things to set up the venue in advance.

Although Kong Chengju is not very good at speaking professional Japanese vocabulary related to Marxism-Leninism,
However, in the past few days, under the influence of Chen Luyang's translation, her translation ability has also improved imperceptibly.

In addition, the little girl's translation ability is also up to standard,

Therefore,
Today, Xiao Kong will independently take on Chen Tuo's translation work, leaving Chen Luyang special time to prepare for the Qingming Festival sacrificial activities.

(End of this chapter)