Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 318 Burning Paper for Guoguoli
At this time, on Guoguoli Street, Chen Luyang was directing workers to set up the event site.

Although this street is called Guoguoli Street, there is not even a statue of Guoguoli on the entire street.

There are only two small squares that can accommodate more than 200 people.

One is a small square in front of a Russian church.

The other is the small square on both sides of the river garden.

You definitely cannot burn paper in front of the church.

So Chen Luyang chose the Heyuan Square as the venue for the event.

This is a very beautiful little square.

Next to the square are several European-style architectural pieces, and next to the river bank is a small square paved with white granite, the scenery is very quiet and elegant.

Arrange the portrait of Guo Guoli, white chrysanthemums, and several copies of Guo Guoli's masterpiece "Dead Souls" that were prepared in advance.

Then arrange the workers' formation and positions.

After a while, several cars slowly drove up the street.

The two leading cars carried Chen Tuo and members of the Japanese delegation respectively.

In the car behind were Wang Qingzhou, Dong Jiangchao and Yu Anshan.

In the other cars sat the accompanying leaders from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, Sports Bureau, and Economic and Planning Commission.

Seeing the car coming, Chen Luyang, Office Director Niu, Union Chairman Jia and others immediately rushed over happily to help the leader open the car door, and greeted him.

The Japanese friends of the delegation just got off the car and before they could stand firmly on the ground, they looked around.

Then they saw a group of iron-like workshop men running towards them with their eyes wide open!
That gaze, that aura, that breath full of pressure and intimidation,
If I look at it for one more second, I feel like I’m going to get beaten up in the next second!
Little Japanese:???
Just when the Japanese were confused and didn't know what was going on,
Each of the men in the workshop raised the small white flowers in their hands and solemnly pinned them on their chests.

Little Japanese:!!!
When they turned around again, they saw that Chen Tuo and others were also stabbed in the chest with small white flowers, and they felt a little relieved.

Wang Qingzhou looked at Chen Luyang who was giving him the little white flower and glared at him unhappily.

This Chen Luyang...!
When other departments encounter such activities, they always arrange young female comrades to give small white flowers to the leaders.

He is the only one who is special, as a bunch of stinky old men are on the stage.

Instead, the little girls were standing cutely at the back.

Chen Luyang grinned at Director Wang.

He doesn't care what others arrange.

He is responsible for protecting the female comrades in his workshop.

If there were female leaders, he would naturally arrange for the young girl to be with him.

The key point is that they are all men, how can they have the nerve to let a young girl do the work!

After everyone had put on the little white flowers on their chests, Chen Luyang quietly asked for the leaders' opinions.

"Can we start now?"

Chen Tuo nodded and looked at the arrangement in front of him with interest.

Burning paper for Guoguoli on the street... Interesting!
Chen Luyang straightened his collar, holding a loudspeaker in his hand, and stood next to the Heyuan Square, saying:

"Dear leaders, comrades from the Japanese delegation, and fellow factory workers, good morning!"

"Today, the rubber workshop of our provincial machinery factory held a special Qingming event on Guoguoli Street - the Mr. Guoguoli Festival."

Chen Luyang is speaking on the stage.

Below the stage, the translator of the Japanese delegation quickly translated his words.

When they heard that it was a memorial service for Guoguoli, the officials of the Japanese delegation looked suspicious.

...Burn paper for Guoguoli?
Can this burn?
"Is this the same as the traditional Qingming Festival ancestor worship?"

The official of the dispatching mission asked the accompanying translator in a low voice with a hint of confusion.

The accompanying translator couldn't understand what Chen Luyang meant, so he could only smile bitterly and continue with his translation work.

On the stage, Chen Luyang said seriously:

“Machinery and literature are both tools that shape human beings.”

"It's just that Mr. Gogoli shapes people's thoughts, while the machine shapes people's lives."

"Today we will use this ceremony to pay tribute to our great literary and industrial civilization."

After that, several workers brought a small iron furnace and placed it next to it.

"Now, please line up and lay flowers and burn paper for Mr. Guoguoli."

After hearing Chen Luyang's words, Huang Pingtao and Zhao Yuejin, who had been prepared nearby, stood in front of the iron furnace.

One person holds white chrysanthemums for sacrificial offerings.

One person holds the "burning paper" prepared in advance in his hand.

It was first distributed to Chen Tuo who was standing in the first row of the team.

Chen Tuo took the "burning paper" and looked down!
"Mechanical drawings?"

Chen Luyang smiled and said, "Yes, boss. But these are scrapped mechanical drawings."

"Mr. Guoguoli has never been exposed to modern industrial civilization. Burning the mechanical drawings to him can be considered a form of cultural exchange."

Chen Tuo: ...

Although I don't think it's the case,

But Chen Tuo still placed the white chrysanthemum in front of the display table where the "dead souls" were placed with his left hand, and threw the mechanical drawings into the iron furnace with his right hand.

Everyone felt weird.

After all, during the Qingming Festival, every family burns paper and gold ingots for their ancestors.

It's really awkward to burn mechanical drawings for a foreigner who is engaged in literature.

Although they felt awkward, the Japanese comrades in the dispatch group were like curious babies, following the crowd's example.

This time, they came just to experience the traditional festival.

I am particularly interested in this paper burning activity!

When it's their turn,
The Japanese comrades in the dispatching group also placed the small white flowers on the pile of flowers with solemn expressions, and then seriously threw the drawings in their hands into the iron furnace.

After throwing it, a comrade from the dispatch group clasped his hands together and said:

"Mr. Gogori, I hope you can understand mechanics in heaven."

After the paper burning session was over, Chen Luyang specially arranged for Song Liaosha to come on stage and recite two Russian passages from "Dead Souls".

Song Liaosha is a mixed-race person, and she is naturally sentimental and pleasant when speaking Russian.

According to the original plan, this informal sacrificial ceremony would end when Song Liaosha finished reading Russian.

But a comrade from the dispatched group who was present was deeply moved!

After Song Liaosha finished reading Russian,
The Japanese comrade from the dispatched group also took out the small notebook he carried with him, walked onto the stage, and recited a passage from his favorite work by Kawazu Yasunari with great emotion.

This time!
The significance and success of this worship activity were immediately enhanced!!

Who is the burning of paper on Guoguoli Street today mainly for?
It’s all for the comrades in the dispatched group to see!
As long as they are happy and feel empathy when watching it.

That proves that the matter of burning paper for Guoguoli was accomplished!

Sure enough, when the members of the dispatching group finished reading Kawazu Yasunari, there was an extremely loud and warm applause from the audience!
Chen Tuo applauded especially enthusiastically. In the crowd, Yu Anshan applauded while praising Wang Qingzhou:

"This little Chen is really creative. He even manages to make burning paper so colorful and impressive."

Wang Qingzhou smiled and nodded.

Just when he was halfway through ordering, Wang Qingzhou seemed to remember something and his smile faded.

There was a thoughtful look in his eyes.

On the small stage, Chen Luyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Taking an unconventional approach... It's dangerous!
It’s too risky!
Such a ridiculous theme event actually ended up being cancelled.

Seeing more and more people gathered outside the small square,

Chen Luyang didn't waste any time. After asking Chen Tuo to come up and say a few words, he immediately ended the event and prepared to go home!
But Chen Luyang wanted to end it, but the comrades in the dispatch group did not.

They had just participated in the Qingming Festival paper-burning ceremony and were in high spirits.

In addition, the glorious deeds of Wataru Ebe of "bringing glory to the country" and "defeating foreign enemies" were too dazzling and profound.

After the sacrificial ceremony, they asked to visit the provincial machinery factory.

According to the arrangement of the Provincial Party Committee Propaganda Department, the visit to the Provincial Machinery Factory will be held tomorrow.

But since the comrades of the dispatching group have made the request, they naturally have to make corresponding adjustments to their activities.

At that moment, everyone who needed to take a bus took a bus, and those who needed to ride a bicycle rode a bicycle, and all rushed towards the provincial machinery factory.

at this time,

Wataru Ebe was busy studying the engine drawings in a small room in the fusion workshop.

This morning in the cafeteria, he saw many of his fellow workers from the workshop wearing small white flowers on their chests, and after dinner they rode their bikes out together.

He thought today was the day for an outing, so after returning to the workshop, he told Cao Qinghang and Xiao Wu that he also wanted to go out with them.

But before he could finish his words, Xiao Wu pushed him back into the small dark room.

Let him stay in the small dark room today and not go out anywhere.

Wataru Ebe nodded stupidly.

Out of a mysterious trust in Xiao Wu, Jiangbian Wataru didn't ask any more questions.

He did whatever Xiao Wu asked him to do.

So I buried my head in the small dark room and started studying.

Although during the Qingming Festival, the union requires each workshop to organize activities.

But not every workshop is like the rubber workshop, which is top-notch in everything.

The current production tasks are so heavy, just submit some materials casually.

As for the fusion workshop, it was even more perfunctory.

One person wrote an article to commemorate the martyrs, and just treated it as a Qingming Festival workshop essay contest, and that was it.

Now the whole factory is waiting for them to build cars. They don’t even have enough time to sleep at night, so how can they have time to go out!

Just as they were working quietly in the room, Secretary Xu from the factory office ran in.

"Engineer Cao, the provincial leaders are here with the Japanese delegation for a visit."

"The factory director asked Comrade Jiang Bian to come out and walk with us."

Cao Qinghang said, "Jiang Bian is in the inner room. I'll go call him right away!"

When Jiangbian Wataru followed Xiao Xu out of the workshop,
Wang Qingzhou, smiling, led Chen Tuo and the comrades of the dispatch group into the compound.

Chen Luyang also followed happily.

How sharp he is!

Seeing that there was room in the car that Wang Qingzhou and the others were riding in, he took the opportunity to open the door for the factory leaders, turned around and got into the car with them, and returned to the machinery factory in a leisurely manner.

After everyone met up with Ebe Wataru, their first stop was the front of the machinery factory.
Forging workshop!
As soon as I walked into the workshop, sunlight poured in through the tall windows, interweaving with the tiny iron filings in the air, covering the entire workshop with a layer of golden glow.

The sparks from the forging hammer hitting the machine were like bursting fireworks, reflected on the workers' sweat-soaked faces.

The roar of the machines was mixed with the workers' shouts, footsteps, and the clanging of iron against iron.

Among the many workers, Chen Dazhi was swinging his arms and hammering next to the machine tool with a forging hammer, his expression full of concentration and sonority.

Although Chen Tuo is an artistic youth at heart,

But seeing such an exciting scene, he only felt that his heartbeat in his chest was like a hot steel billet, beating hotly in the fireworks.

Not only him, but other provincial leaders and comrades from the dispatched group were all shocked by the magnificence of the heavy industry.

Especially when the newly formed parts are immersed in water, a "hissing" sound is heard and white steam instantly rises up to the ceiling, like a group of magnificent clouds rising.

After visiting the forging workshop, the next place to visit was the smelting workshop where Jin Dagui was.

Walking down the workshops,
The more Chen Tuo watched, the more he admired him!

The more he looked at it, the more anxious he became!
What's so interesting about these workshops?

Can you show me something with some technical content?

For example: engine assembly workshop!!

My compatriots came to the machinery factory just to see the new engine that surpassed that of Italian engineers!
Finally, under the extremely expectant eyes of Jiangbian Wataru, the group arrived at the engine assembly workshop.

As soon as he entered the workshop, Wataru Ebe felt like he was back at home, with his little eyes glowing green.

I saw him with his left hand in his pocket and a cigarette between his right fingers.

The two short legs stood one in front and one behind, pointed at the engine model on the machine tool and started to show off their output in a loud and clear voice.

The Japanese delegation could understand what Wataru Ebe said.

With each rise in the pitch of Ebe Wataru's voice, they would exclaim "Yoshi" in admiration at the right time.

Although Xiao Kong has strong translation skills, he is at a loss when it comes to words like "industry".

What about engine, water cooling system, radiator? It’s hard to even understand them, let alone translate them.

It was Chen Luyang who took over the translation work smoothly and gracefully, translating for everyone present.

in the crowd,
Xiao Wu stood between Cao Qinghang, Lao Xue, and Lao Jiang, looking at Watarichiro's chattering by the river, wondering:

"Looking at the riverside, he seems like a normal person."

"Why are you acting like a madman now?"

Lao Xue: "It's like a child showing off in front of his parents."

It is completely understandable that the man who was alone by the river in a foreign country felt so proud when he finally saw his compatriots.

To deepen the contrast, Wataru Ebe originally wanted to take them to the Italian engineer's workshop.
But unfortunately, it was decisively rejected by the factory leaders.

According to the factory's confidentiality requirements, they shouldn't even be shown the engine.

But considering that this engine was developed and manufactured by Wataru Ebe, it would be fine to let the people of their country see it.

Designed by Italian engineers, forget it!

(End of this chapter)