Hello 1983

Liu Qingshan also smiled and stopped Gangzi and asked, "Where's Brother Fei?"

Gangzi curled his lips: "I was dragged away by Nurse Xiao Li, who said she was learning a foreign language, who knows what she went to learn?"

"Anything?"

Liu Qingshan also asked a very gossip.

For the little nurse named Li Xuemei, Liu Qingshan actually felt pretty good, she was a positive girl, if she was with her, Wu Jianjun would definitely not go astray.

Gangzi heyed twice: "Anyway, the two of them are sticky all day long, and they talk in foreign languages ​​when they talk about love. Who can't understand when they are bullying?"

After he finished speaking, he remembered something: "Qingshan, when you come to Spring City this time, it's not the car that the foreigner gave you, did it?"

This guy's reaction was a bit slow, Liu Qingshan nodded with a smile.

"Niu, my brother is a cow, brother, can I ask my brother to drive for a while to have fun?"

Gangzi rubbed his hands in excitement.

Liu Qingshan rolled his eyes at him: "Do you have a driver's license?"

All of a sudden, he froze again, but when he saw Hou San's little head approaching, he immediately started to panic again:

"Hou San, don't you think my brother is awesome, the foreigner who rescued last time, you were there, you just gave my brother a car!"

What, the delivery car is still an imported car!

Hou San blinked his eyes for a long time, not knowing how to express his mood at the moment.

The gap between people is really huge!

Liu Qingshan didn't want to make a public noise about this matter, so he waved his hand at Gangzi and began to change the subject: "How's the business doing recently?"

Gangzi has also learned to be smart now, so of course he can't just say how much he has earned, pointing to the clothes and saying.

"This batch of goods came back and sold almost. Brother Fei said, if you are in a hurry to use the money, you should take back the principal first, and pay dividends at the end of the year."

Liu Qingshan waved his hand: "Let's not talk about dividends or anything else. If you can make money, I'll withdraw some of the money. I'm going to buy something this time."

The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is interested. Hou San understood this time: Brother Fei and Gangzi did business, and Comrade Xiao Liu paid for the capital.

After thinking about it, Hou San began to scratch his head: It would be great if he could lend me some capital, why don't I, Hou San, have such a friend?

But this matter can only be fantasized in my heart. If I don't know each other, even if I have contacted it once, I haven't had that kind of friendship.

The middle-aged stall owner who sold antiques also greeted Liu Qingshan with a smile: "Little comrade, we meet again. You still have the ability. Foreigners are all on the bus."

"Uncle, can we not mention this?"

Liu Qingshan also took advantage of the situation and leaned over: "Uncle, where is your monkey ticket, have you sold it?"

"Isn't this still reserved for you?"

The stall owner is very talkative, mainly because the price is relatively high. In the past six months, each sheet has increased by about [-] cents, and not many people can eat the whole page.

Liu Qingshan also hecked twice: "Just for you, I bought it."

Upon hearing this, the stall owner also took out the stamp album: "In the past few months, many stamps have been raised one after another, but I admire the character of the little brother. We still have the old price, 1000 yuan."

Open the stamp album and look at the edition of monkey stamps, carefully sandwiched between two layers of kraft paper, and kept very carefully.

As for other stamps, it seems that there are more in number. Liu Qingshan knows that there are many stamps of special periods, all of which are very valuable.

It will definitely make a lot of money if you start with it, a few million is safe, but he now has 500 yuan in funds, and, with this money, he is planning to buy a TV back home.

Grandparents and mother are at home, watching the news and watching TV dramas when they have nothing to do. That is what he, a junior, should respect the most.

"Qingshan, buy it if you like it, and we will pay for it for you first."

Gangzi yelled, then rode on a bicycle and went home to get money without giving Liu Qingshan a chance to stop him.

While waiting, Hou San came over and said, "Brother Liu, you like stamps. I can help you collect stamps when I'm free. I know there are several places in Spring City where stamp collectors like to gather."

I not only like stamps, but also these antiques.

Liu Qingshan doesn't have much spare money at hand now, and if he has money, he wants to use it wisely, so he can only shake his head with a smile, and say to Hou San.

"Brother Hou, thank you in advance, I will trouble you when I have some extra money."

A trace of disappointment also flashed across Hou San's heart: It seems that there will only be chances in the future.

Not long after, Gangzi came back by bicycle and threw a bundle of Datuan to the middle-aged stall owner. Seeing Hou San, the boss uncle and others, their eyes widened.

After the stall owner finished counting the money, the money and goods were settled, and both parties were very satisfied.

Liu Qingshan was holding the stamp album, and was about to carefully put it into the bag, when he suddenly heard the uncle boss shout:

"Qingshan, you have been deceived by this guy!"

After yelling, he grabbed the stall owner's coat collar and said, "Hurry up and return the money to us. These stamps of yours are clearly worth eight cents a piece, but you sell them to Qingshan for several yuan a piece. You are fooling the ghost!" Woolen cloth!"

While talking, the boss uncle was still pushing and shoving vigorously.

He was driving a big cart, had thrown the whip for more than 20 years, and his hand strength was far superior to that of ordinary people. The stall owner had no strength to resist at all, and was pushed back and forth by him.

He was angry and laughed at the same time: "Brother, do you understand stamp collecting?"

Liu Qingshan also hurried forward and rescued the stall owner: "Uncle Boss, I am not lying. These stamps are valuable for collection, so the value is higher than the face value."

"Anyway, I don't understand. There are eight cents printed on them. I've read them all. Some of them have postmarks on them. The used ones are just a piece of waste paper."

The owner of the car was still muttering that this matter was too beyond his comprehension.

Chapter 1 Are you guilty of saying this?

Well, after a while, I couldn't explain it to the boss uncle, so Liu Qingshan could only pat the boss uncle's arm and explained:

"Uncle Boss, this is similar to the high price of calligraphy and paintings of celebrities. If there is a painting by Tang Bohu, it will be worth a lot by now."

"These stamps will become more and more valuable after a period of time. Don't worry, you won't lose money."

"Qingshan, if you say that, I understand a little bit."

Boss Che nodded his head a few times, and then smacked his lips again: "But I always feel that 1000 yuan can still make a splash. If you buy a bunch of paper, you can't even beat it!"

That's right, in this era, 1000 yuan is definitely a huge sum of money.

Especially for farmers, it may be an amount that they will not be able to save for half their lives.

It's no wonder that Uncle Boss feels distressed, Liu Qingshan can fully understand.

Just as he was comforting Che Boss, the middle-aged stall owner came up again: "Little comrade, I happen to have one of Tang Bohu's paintings you mentioned just now, do you want to take a look?"

Liu Qingshan patted his pocket: "Uncle, I really don't have any money, I'll talk about it later when I have money."

"Then I'll keep it for you."

The stall owner said something cheerfully again, and then went back to continue to solicit business.

Liu Qingshan shook his head and spread his hands: "This money is not enough to spend."

Gangzi quarreled next to him: "Qingshan, in fact, your current net worth is at least tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands."

"Just help me brag, why don't you say that I am the richest man, the richest man in Jiapigou, hehe."

Liu Qingshan believes that as long as it develops steadily, making money is definitely not a problem, but that is a matter of the future, and there is no shadow yet.

Gangzi smiled cheaply: "Hey, as long as you sell your car, you will become a rich man in no time. Don't talk about Tang Baihu, even Tang Heihu, you can buy it if you want."

"A gift from a friend represents a priceless friendship, how can it be sold?"

Liu Qingshan was almost annoyed by him, and didn't want to linger here: "I'll go to the factory to pick up the car first, and I'll come back to you later."

"Others, I have to follow."

Gangzi hurriedly asked Xiaomei to watch the stall, and then quickly chased after her.

Liu Qingshan waved his hand at him: "You'd better stop here at the training stall, I'm worried that if you follow, I'll sell my car sooner or later."

……

In front of the tall and solemn Gate No. [-] of the Spring City No. [-] Automobile Factory, Liu Qingshan stood in front of the foundation stone.

On the stele is the chairman's inscription, and even Liu Qingshan couldn't help feeling a surge of emotion with that iconic stroke.

Gangzi beside him was nagging and introducing, with pride and glory on his face.

"I said Brother Gangzi, you have been suspended without pay, what's the matter with you?"

Liu Qingshan couldn't help revealing his old truth.

Gangzi, who is always joking, now has a serious face: "Qingshan, you may not understand my feelings, this place will always be my home!"

Liu Qingshan seems to understand a little bit: just like his feelings for Jiapigou, it will never fade away.

Call the boss uncle who is looking around, and the three of them go in together.

This is not just looking for an old man with a red band on his arm to look at the gate, and there are guards with guns on duty inside.

After explaining the situation, the security personnel on duty went to the reception room to make a phone call. After a while, Lu Wen's very handsome figure appeared.

"Haha, Comrade Xiao Liu, welcome to our car factory."

Lu Wen's face was like a spring breeze, and he waved from afar, which made the security personnel on duty very puzzled: Who is this young man who can be picked up by Deputy Secretary Lu himself?

"Secretary Lu, hello."

Liu Qingshan took a few steps to meet him, and stretched out his hand first.

I haven't seen him in January, this Secretary Lu seems to be getting fatter again, and he is really fat-hearted.

Shaking hands cordially, Lu Wen patted Liu Qingshan's shoulder again, with an attitude like an elder caring for a younger generation: "Qingshan, you are really a man now."

It has to be said that people who can reach this position have very keen senses. Although Lu Wen is happy and looks like a Maitreya Buddha, he can spot the changes in Liu Qingshan at a glance.

After half a month of honing in the mountains, Liu Qingshan finally had a mountain-like temperament.

Gangzi also greeted him with a smile, but Lu Wen didn't like him very much. On the contrary, he was very warm to the boss uncle.

After exchanging a few words of pleasantries, they entered together and entered the factory area. The first impression people get is one word: big.

Liu Qingshan reckoned that if he wanted to go all over the factory area, he might not be able to get off in a few days.

Along the way, Lu Wen introduced as he walked, especially when the leaders came to inspect and when the first Liberation Automobile left the factory, his fat face was full of pride.

Liu Qingshan had already experienced some of this kind of emotion in Gangzi just now, it was the same kind of love.

After entering a small red brick building and coming to Lu Wen's office, after someone brought tea and water, the boss couldn't help but nudged Liu Qingshan with his elbow.

Knowing that the boss uncle was thinking about the vegetables, Liu Qingshan took a sip of tea and said:

"Secretary Lu, it will be New Year's Day soon, and the vegetables in our village are all ready."

Lu Wen laughed twice: "Qingshan, you bastard, you came all the way, and you don't know how to bring me some vegetables to try."

As he said that, he pretended to have a straight face: "In view of your stingy performance, I decided not to buy it!"

Hearing that the white porcelain teapot in Uncle Boss' hand almost fell to the ground, he stood up from the sofa and said excitedly, "Lu...Secretary Lu, why don't you just keep talking?"

"Uncle Boss, Secretary Lu is just kidding me."

Liu Qingshan quickly comforted him, which made Boss Che a little embarrassed: "Secretary Lu, I'm sorry, I was too anxious, no wonder."

Lu Wen waved his hand: "I have personally tasted the vegetables in your place, and I still remember it now. Don't worry, I will introduce you to Section Chief Hao, who is in charge of purchasing from the trade union, in the afternoon, and you can talk about it in detail."

After finishing speaking, he stood up: "Qingshan, your car has been shipped for several days, let's go and have a look, if you don't come again, I won't be able to keep your car."

What's happening here?

Liu Qingshan is also a little confused, isn't it just a small car, can it be disassembled?

When they went downstairs and came to an empty factory building, Liu Qingshan found that there were twenty or thirty people in overalls, surrounding a silver-gray car, and they didn't know what to do there. .

As soon as he looked at this car, Liu Qingshan knew that it must be his own, because its appearance was very different from the cars of this era.

"Give way, everyone, the owner of the car is here."

Lu Wen yelled with a smile, and suddenly, dozens of eyes shot towards Liu Qingshan.

Fortunately, Liu Qingshan has a good mental quality, otherwise he would have been looked down upon.

When he walked to the front of the car, he was surrounded by groups again.

"Little comrade, can I drive this car for two laps first to test the horsepower of the engine."

"Little comrade, let me drive first, and I will test the speed for you."