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Now the two county leaders understood a little bit, but they asked again, if they want to build a factory, they still need to import equipment from abroad, and also need to repair the cold storage, the two of them just shook their heads.

The main reason is that the county does not have the funds.

Of course, Liu Qingshan was aware of the concerns of these two, so he said with a smile, "Then let us invest in Jiapigou to build a factory. It just happens to match the instant noodle factory. Haha, instant noodles and ham sausage are a perfect match."

"Do you still have any money?"

Secretary Wang and Liu Qingshan did not see each other, so they asked directly.

When he thought about it, Jiapigou invested in the construction of a wild vegetable factory and an instant noodle factory that was about to go into production. It cost nearly 300 million to contract the mountain forest.

"Uh, if you don't have money, you can take a loan."

Liu Qingshan has more than 100 million yuan left in his own money, and he is fully capable of building a ham sausage factory.

And he knows that as long as the ham sausage is constantly being innovated, it will be popular for at least a few decades.

But even if you are rich, under the current situation, when it's time to cry poor, you still have to pretend to be poor, so as not to attract attention.

After these few years, stepping into the 90s, then there is no need to worry so much.

Secretary Wang pondered for a while and said, "Then your Jiapigou steps are a little too big?"

That is to say, I haven't talked about it yet, otherwise, it must be more appropriate to say so.

Liu Qingshan smiled while driving: "The chief designer has already said that the steps can be a little bigger, and you have to be bolder."

"You, you." Secretary Wang also shook his head slightly, and he could only admire the aggressiveness of the young man in front of him.

After thinking about it for a while, Zheng Hongqi suddenly suggested: "Our food company in Bishui County has a cold storage. Can we jointly build a ham sausage factory?"

Liu Qingshan shook his head with a smile. He would rather start from scratch than serve those uncles who originally belonged to state-owned units.

The concept of decades has long been deeply ingrained, and it is not something that a small person like him can break, and it will be troublesome to argue.

This kind of hard-won situation can only be resolved at the national level, just like the wave of laid-off workers in the 90s.

Both Secretary Wang and Zheng Hongqi believed in Liu Qingshan. After discussing with each other, the matter was basically settled.

After returning from the meeting in the city, next to the instant noodle factory, another piece of land was approved for Liu Qingshan to build a ham sausage factory.

As for the loan, Liu Qingshan's request is not high, this is actually just a symbol, not more than 50 million, and not too little.

In the past two years, the country has started to break through the price threshold, causing prices to soar, and the interest on loans is really nothing.

Chatting along the way, I was not lonely, and I arrived in Songjiang City that night.

Songjiang City is a prefecture-level city with more than a dozen counties under its jurisdiction. Because it is the source of Songjiang, it got its name.

City-level cities, of course, are not comparable to Bishui County. There are more buildings and more vehicles on the roads. Of course, they are just in time for get off work, and the army of bicycles on the streets is also more turbulent.

There are several large factories in Songjiang City, mainly in heavy industry and military industry. Because of the adjustment of the country's overall strategic layout, all of them fell apart within ten years.

Then there was no development, and it became lifeless like other cities in the Northeast. I have to say that this is really a kind of sadness.

But now, Songjiang City is still in its last glory before the sunset. The streets and alleys are full of vitality, and the faces of passers-by are full of satisfaction and even a bit of arrogance.

Several cars came to the city guest house, parked their cars in the backyard, and went to check in first.

The waiters in the guest house all have their eyes above the top, and they will call and drink people from these counties, whether you are the county magistrate or the secretary.

It is estimated that in their eyes, they are similar to the waiters in the county guest house and the peasants from the brigade. They are all country people from the countryside anyway.

One of the middle-aged aunts, after glancing at Liu Qingshan, almost poked her thick and strong fingers on his face, and even yelled:

"Who brought this child? Why did you bring your family to the meeting? You don't understand the rules. How did you become a model worker?"

Suffering from an innocent disaster, Liu Qingshan could only say helplessly: "Comrade, I am..."

But the aunt didn't give him a chance to speak at all: "What are you? You plan to follow the adults, live and eat here for free, right? You're still a model worker, what are your qualities?"

Zheng Hongqi next to him also became angry: "Comrade, let me tell you about your qualities first. Comrade Qingshan is a model worker representative in our county. If you don't ask indiscriminately, you just use guns and sticks. I want to ask your leaders. Ask, what is your quality?"

"What, representative of the model worker? No way, so young, not as old as my son?"

The middle-aged aunt looked at Liu Qingshan carefully after hearing the words, took his ID with a suspicious expression, and checked it with the list in her hand, ah, it really is!

"Well, little representative, I'm sorry. I was wrong just now. I blamed you. Before you came just now, a representative brought the family members here. In our guest house, the beds are all rivets and wedges. There is really no need. of."

The middle-aged aunt immediately turned her anger into a smile, kept apologizing to Liu Qingshan, and finally added: "Little representative, you said that you can be a municipal model worker at such a young age. If you don't read the letter of introduction, who would believe it?" Woolen cloth?"

The people around all looked at Liu Qingshan and laughed kindly, most of them are middle-aged uncles with unshaven beards.

As for Liu Qingshan, he still looks like a high school student.

It is not easy to be elected as a city-level model worker at such a young age. I don't know what advanced deeds there are, so I must study hard when the time comes.

Seeing that the middle-aged aunt was quite straightforward, of course Liu Qingshan didn't care about it any more, and said with a smile: "If I had known this, I would have kept my mustache on."

Everyone laughed again, and the aunt even patted Liu Qingshan on the shoulder: "Little representative, if you put on makeup, we might have to call the police and arrest you as a spy, it will be even more lively. "

This aunt is really warm-hearted, nagging, telling Liu Qingshan some precautions, and finally said:

"Little representative, bring my son here tonight. You guys have a good chat and let him see that you can become a model worker representative at such a young age. My child is not up to date, and he is at the bottom of his studies. Please help enlighten him. "

Uh, it turned out that it was because of this, so Liu Qingshan felt helpless: "Auntie, I have to give a typical speech tomorrow, and I need to prepare the speech tonight."

"Then tomorrow." The middle-aged aunt first made an appointment, and then she realized that she exclaimed:

"Little representative, if you still want to speak, it will be even more powerful, and you will definitely be featured in the newspapers in our area!"

Representatives from other surrounding counties and districts also looked envious. Those who could make typical speeches at the Model Worker Conference were all model workers.

Another meaning is: as long as there are no major accidents, then you will recommend it to your superiors. By the end of this year, you may be a model worker in the whole province!

Secretary Wang, who had been displeased just now, finally felt that Liu Qingshan had helped Bishui County earn enough face, so he cheerfully interjected:

"What are regional newspapers? Comrade Liu Qingshan in our county has been published in the people's newspaper!"

Unsurprisingly, this remark elicited exclamations. Those who could come here, except model workers, were the leaders of the counties and districts. Of course, they all had the habit of reading newspapers.

Soon, the name Liu Qingshan was linked to the report of "The Birth of Wanwan Village".

"It's amazing, since ancient times heroes come out of boys!"

"Tsk tsk, you are indeed young and promising!"

"Little representative, which room do you live in? We'll drop by in a while and talk to you more..."

For a while, Liu Qingshan was a little overwhelmed, and he really responded to the old saying: people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and Zhang Ganzi is most afraid of these two things.

It was hard to get rid of these enthusiastic people, and Liu Qingshan hurried back to the room to sort out the speech after eating.

Homely speeches like the old party secretary's are of a more down-to-earth type, and they are definitely welcome in the face of representatives of the commune and brigade.

However, most of the people who can come to participate in the Model Worker Conference are leaders at the county and city levels. The speech must be a little high, but it should not be too high. If it is too high, you will not understand it, and it will lose its meaning.

Since he was going to make a speech, in Liu Qingshan's opinion, it would be worthwhile to get a lot of audience.

Boom boom boom!

Someone knocked on the door, and when it was opened, it was the middle-aged aunt who happily stuffed a few bottles of drinks into Liu Qingshan's arms. Obviously, this was a special treatment.

This is a four-person room, all of whom are representatives of Bishui County, including Da Lao Li, who was also elected as a representative because of the winery's outstanding performance this year.

"Brother Qingshan, we are all borrowing money from you." The elder Li smiled and distributed the drinks.

Liu Qingshan shook his head with a smile, and continued to climb the grid.

After a while, there was another knock on the door. Big Lao Li opened the door to see that it was still the aunt, of course she was a big sister to him.

The aunt put another box of pastries on the table in front of Liu Qingshan: "Young people tend to get hungry when they grow up, so save these to eat before going to bed."

After she went out, Big Old Li said with a smile: "Brother Qingshan, I have serious doubts. This big girl must have a girl who is about the same age as you. This is because she has taken a fancy to you and is going to recruit you as a son-in-law." .”

The remaining two representatives also laughed.

Liu Qingshan was also very helpless: this enthusiasm is too much, and it is unbearable.

Not 10 minutes later, there was another knock on the door, this time the other three people in the room did not move, nuzui signaled Liu Qingshan to open the door.

Eldest Li also giggled twice: "The mother-in-law is here to deliver something to my uncle again."

Another old representative usually likes to sing and criticize operas, humming excerpts from "Liu Qiaoer":

"I fell in love with a man at the last model worker meeting. His name was Zhao Zhenhua. He was chosen as a model, and everyone praised him..."

While singing, he stretched out his finger and pointed at Liu Qingshan, which meant that he regarded Liu Qingshan as Zhao Zhenhua.

There was no other way, Liu Qingshan had no choice but to open the door, it was still the aunt, but this time there was really a pretty big girl behind her, with two braids and a pair of watery eyes, looking at Liu Qingshan flickeringly.

The big old Li in the room exclaimed in a low voice: "No way, did you really bring all the girls here?"

Chapter 348 Good Wind Sends Me Up to Qingyun by Power

"Hello, may I ask you to be Comrade Liu Qingshan? I am a reporter from Songjiang Daily, and I am responsible for interviewing the model workers who participated in the conference."

The big girl introduced herself with a slightly nervous expression, fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose, she seemed to be a novice who had just entered the industry.

It turned out to be like this, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, Da Lao Li and the other three looked at each other, and they all stood up to greet them immediately, and let the reporter comrades into the room.

Aunt also followed into the house, poured tea into everyone's white porcelain jars, and then happily said to Liu Qingshan:

"Little representative, tell me about your glorious deeds. This is my daughter Lu Xiaofeng. She just joined the newspaper last year. Let's chat first."

Puchi, Big Old Li finally couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing, and the remaining two also tried their best to hold back their laughter.

Liu Qingshan glared at them vigorously, humming in his heart for being disrespectful.

Lu Xiaofeng was also a little puzzled by the laughter, and her face was slightly flushed. Liu Qingshan had more experience in being interviewed, so he asked her to sit down at the table, and then introduced Da Lao Li and the others:

"Actually, every model worker has something shining in him, which is worth learning from. Comrade Xiaofeng, you can also interview them."

After hearing this, Da Lao Li waved his hands again and again: "Compared with Comrade Qingshan, there is still a gap between us. Aspirations do not depend on age. Comrade reporter, you should interview him."

Only then did Lu Xiaofeng take out a pen and a notebook, and officially started the interview.

Liu Qingshan also began to treat it seriously. After all, this may be published in the newspaper, and it may affect the readers' thinking. Of course, you can't talk nonsense.

Unknowingly, the whole interview was guided by Liu Qingshan, and when the interview was over, Lu Xiaofeng secretly heaved a sigh of relief: It went well!

Closing the notebook, Lu Xiaofeng looked at the young man again. To be precise, he should have just entered the ranks of young people from a young age.

She couldn't help sighing in her heart: How young!

So Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help asking: "Little...Comrade Qingshan, you have achieved such excellent results at such a young age, how did you do it?"

This question stumped Liu Qingshan, and after thinking for a while, he replied, "I can answer you by citing the words of Mr. Liang, a master of Chinese studies."

"If young people are wise, the country will be wise; if young people are rich, the country will be rich; if young people are strong, the country will be strong; if young people are better than Europe, then the country will be better than Europe; if young people are more powerful than the earth, then the country will be more powerful than the earth!"

These words made Lu Xiaofeng's heart agitate, and he couldn't help clenching his fists.

As a reporter, she is obviously really immature, but as a youth of this era, she is qualified, because she also has an upward heart.

After Lu Xiaofeng left, the eldest brother Li and the others didn't make fun of Liu Qingshan anymore, instead they sighed more in their hearts:

Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again...

At [-] a.m. the next day, the Songjiang District Model Worker Congress was held in the government auditorium on time.

On the podium, Liu Qingshan saw two familiar figures, one was Commissioner Chu, and the other was Feng Shouxin.

According to the country's administrative adjustments, the regional administration will soon merge with the city government. According to rumors, Feng Shouxin is expected to be in charge of Songjiang City.

Commendation conference, the process is similar, leaders give speeches, award certificates to award-winning representatives, and so on.

It was a bit unexpected that in addition to the certificate, there were even souvenirs.

There is no such thing as a bonus at the moment. How can the image of a model worker be tarnished by "money", so it is changed to a souvenir.

The commune’s model worker, the souvenir is a vest with a line of small words printed on the chest: Qingshan Commune Model Worker Memorial, this line of words is curved, and the year is printed in the middle.

The souvenir of the county-level model workers is a white porcelain teacup with the words "Bishui County Model Workers" printed on it, representing honor.

At the city level, the grade is relatively high, and it turned out to be an electric fan.

Liu Qingshan pondered in his heart: At the provincial level, wouldn't it just be watches and cameras?

No, the last time I participated in the National New Long March Commando, I was given a medal, and there were no souvenirs!

In the morning there was a lively commendation meeting, in the afternoon and the next day there was an exchange meeting, where outstanding representatives of model workers made typical speeches.

The morning of the third day will be summed up, and then after lunch, the three-day conference will officially end.

Liu Qingshan's speech was scheduled for the first session in the morning of the second day, which was also the time when people were most complete.