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Chapter 602 Crouching Tiger! (Seeking monthly votes)
Wu Aiguo spent the Spring Festival of 1964 in his hometown.

Just like last year, my biological father, stepmother, and three younger siblings all came.

The entire old house was filled with laughter and joy at this moment.

Last year was a year of upheaval for the Wu family.

Let's not even talk about Wu Zhi and his son Wu Aiguo. One is a factory director at the level of a division chief, and the other is the head of the security department at the level of a section chief. They are quite impressive.

Da Bowu was appointed as the deputy mayor of the town!

As long as the repair shop maintains its support for our hometown, further progress will naturally follow when the time comes.

The uncle was also happy to help his fellow villagers escape poverty, and under Wu Aiguo's guidance, he intended to try his hand at the food processing industry.

Take sweet potatoes, for example. At this time of year, most of them are sweet potato varieties, and to be honest, they taste really average. Whether eaten raw or cooked, they are bland and tasteless.

But potato starch noodles are a good thing, and their status is on par with noodles!
The price is naturally on par with that of noodles.

Wu Aiguo could tinker with the tools for making potato starch noodles at the repair shop; they were the kind that could be made manually or pulled by animals.

If we can successfully produce potato starch noodles, life back home will be much better.

While grain yields may be low, sweet potato yields are definitely not low!
Not only sweet potatoes can be made into vermicelli, but other non-toxic vine roots and stems with high starch content, and even potatoes, can be made into delicious vermicelli.

The demand for these vermicelli in Beijing is practically a bottomless pit!
My uncle was very excited, his face flushed, and he declared that he was going to make a big splash!
My second uncle, Wu Meng, was the factory director of the farm under the repair shop. He was a section-level cadre and did a very good job.

At the very least, he can execute Wu Aiguo's plans for the farm in detail, and that's enough.

As the repair shop advances to a higher level, his rank and status will naturally rise accordingly.

Without a doubt, Wu Aiguo is very confident about this.

The only one still living in the old village is my fourth uncle, Wu Xiang, who currently serves as the village chief and also takes care of my grandparents.

On the day of the Spring Festival, not only was there laughter and joy in the old house of Wujia Village, but the homes of other villagers were also filled with happiness.

Last year, the repair shop hired hundreds of people, including more than a dozen who came from Wujia Village.

In other words, almost every household in Wujia Village has workers!

At that time, a worker could easily support a large family.

Not to mention, the cost of living is even lower in Wujia Village!

The time frame is too short to see much change in Wujia Village.

If we come back next year for the Spring Festival, I estimate that there will be a lot of new houses with gray bricks and black tiles in the village.

To put it simply, the entire village owes us a debt of gratitude!
And so, the villagers disregarded all customs and traditions, and from the first day of the Lunar New Year, they took the initiative to visit each other to offer New Year's greetings and show their faces.

I don't have any grand ambitions!
However, we hope that Wu Zhi and his son Wu Aiguo will take good care of their child and help cover for him if he gets into trouble.

Even when I left on the third day of the Lunar New Year, things didn't quiet down at the old house.

On the way back, we still drove a semi-enclosed hand tractor.

Unfortunately, domestic car production is severely insufficient. Cars purchased from abroad aren't even available to someone like Wu Zhi, who's only a section-level official.

By the time we got back to the factory dormitory, it was already afternoon.

Wu Aiguo was still in high spirits and showed little sign of fatigue.

After saying goodbye to his father, he rode his bicycle directly to the experimental workshop of the technical department.

Here are ten new bicycles, which were proposed and designed by Wu Aiguo and handcrafted by members of the technical department.

Once the factory officially starts operations, they plan to promote these bicycles through the channels of Hong Kong's Fok tycoon.

It was delayed for three whole months before it was finally released, which already gave the newly built mountain bike factory a lot of face.

When I got home for dinner that evening, my father, Wu Zhi, who had recovered, mentioned the newly established mountain bike factory. "Old Zhao, who's in charge of the mountain bike factory, is doing very well and is quite proud of himself!"

"It is said that in the last few months of last year, the mountain bike factory produced more than 3,000 mountain bikes and made a profit of three million dollars!"

"In Hong Kong, they're still constantly urging us to deliver. It's said that the government plans to build several more mountain bike factories in the central region and the southern coastal areas!"

"It's long overdue!"

Wu Aiguo chuckled and said, "Let's make a good profit while mountain bikes are still relatively novel and can fetch a high price!"

"Is the bicycle repair shop going to expand?"

"Okay, but let's use Gulou as the brand for the bicycles we manufacture, and we must strictly control the quality!"

"I know that. And what about those bicycles in the technical department's experimental workshop? When will they be rolled out to the public?"

"I'll contact Mr. Fok in Hong Kong Island after I officially start work!"

"So do you think there's a market for bicycles like this?"

"There's definitely a market for it, but it won't be easy to sell it at a high price!"

Wu Aiguo said confidently, "By the way, I also need the help of the comrades in the factory's propaganda department. Dad, please give them a heads-up in advance!"

That area is, after all, the Party Secretary's territory, so there are some rules that must be followed.

"no problem!"

Wu Zhi chuckled. He had gained considerable experience and now possessed a more authoritative leadership presence.

Everything had been going smoothly for them, and with Wu Aiguo's support, there were hardly any troublemakers in the factory who dared to cause trouble.

Of course, this is a perk of the new factory; the situation would be completely different in older factories.

Back in my dorm, the girl there had already cleaned it up for me.

Wu Aiguo went to the kitchen, took the medicinal food that was simmering on the honeycomb briquette stove, and ate it all up in no time.

As the warm, cozy feeling rose within him, he lay prone on the bed in a peculiar position.

Soon after, the sound of a tiger snoring as it sleeps suddenly echoed in the room.

call……

Fortunately, the soundproofing between the dormitories was quite good; otherwise, the noise coming from his room would probably have attracted the attention of the neighbors.

That's the downside of living in a single dormitory.

There's nothing we can do about it; those are the conditions!

If they were still living in the tenement, he wouldn't have dared to play like this.

At this moment, Wu Aiguo lay on the bed like a crouching tiger, his whole body rising and falling rhythmically with loud breathing.

Not only that, the internal organs also trembled slightly, and the bones were squeezed by the muscles, with faint cracking sounds coming from time to time.

If there were outsiders present at this moment, they would definitely be so shocked that their hair would stand on end.

If the lights weren't on, you'd really think there was a striped tiger lying on the bed.

It’s so similar!
The breathing sounds, the rise and fall of the body, and even the subtle domineering aura were all imitated almost perfectly.

But Wu Aiguo did not feel at ease at this moment.

With each breath, he felt a heavy pressure bearing down on him.

(End of this chapter)