Siheyuan: Since 51

Lin Zhiyuan pondered for a moment and then spoke slowly.

"Contact the Light Industry Bureau and plan ahead. We will build as fast as possible based on the final quantity. We will strive to start shipping in large quantities in September next year."

Pan Fei finished writing and looked up, "Director Lin, aren't you being too anxious?"

Lin Zhiyuan waved his hand. "If you want to take advantage of the situation, it's basically impossible. It's better to speed up production and make money as soon as possible."

He casually explained and asked with a sidelong glance, "Could it be that the imitation is not yet completely completed?"

Pan Fei shook his head slightly, "It's basically over."

"That's good, hold on tight."

Lin Zhiyuan responded and continued to give orders.

"Write an application in my name, called the Village-to-Village Road Plan. The cement has been obtained, and the counties and districts will coordinate and mobilize farmers to use their slack time to build roads connecting the commune to the village and between villages. The standard width is six meters..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pan Fei's eyes widened, "Why not from the commune to the county town?"

"From the commune to the county town, that is the business of the local government offices. The grassroots farmers are what we should focus on."

Lin Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke in a flat tone.

"I remember you said before that your family has nearly 9 rural areas. Contact Yuanda and ask Xiao Zhong to prepare radios and broadcasting equipment before September next year. Distribute them to each village before National Day..."

Pan Fei did not start writing, but frowned and reminded.

"Director Lin, do you mean that the compensation to the village is the radio and broadcasting equipment? What about the farmers who contributed? Will they work for free or register for the public centimeters?"

Lin Zhiyuan chuckled and shook his head.

"Different labor forces will inevitably lead to different outputs. Registering centimeters is equivalent to asking the village to bear the burden in disguise, which is not appropriate. Let's use the daily necessities produced by the factory next year. If the production capacity is insufficient, let Yuanda cover the cost."

Pan Fei was silent for a few seconds, lowered his head and took notes, then spoke again, "The project is too big, and there may not be enough cement."

Lin Zhiyuan lit a cigarette and asked with a smile, "Don't you still have a cement factory at home?"

After a pause, he continued, "Apply for the radio station to add an education channel to broadcast elementary school knowledge around the clock."

Pan Fei couldn't help but ask again, "The purpose of the village-to-village project is to eliminate illiteracy?"

“Not entirely, it is also to improve the farmers’ happiness index.”

After Lin Zhiyuan finished speaking, he turned and said, "Okay, quickly sort it out, compile it into a document, and send it to the gentleman's office."

"clear."

……

The conditions do not allow it, otherwise, Lin Zhiyuan would definitely go all the way and release the TV directly.

There is only sound but no picture, and the effect is very poor.

For Pan Fei, writing documents is too easy, just like catching a bird in the crotch and pinching it with his hands.

A little after five, done.

"Director Lin, please review it. If there is no problem, I will arrange for it to be handed in."

"Ah."

Lin Zhiyuan took the document and looked through it.

At the same time, a young man came speeding along Fuyou Street on a bicycle.

Just after turning into Lingjing Hutong and still more than ten meters away from the Special Economic Bureau, he hurriedly slowed down.

After gliding for a few seconds, he arrived at the gate of the Special Economic Bureau, and without waiting for the bicycle to stop, he turned over and jumped off.

"Hello, comrade. I'm looking for Lin Zhiyuan. I'm Tao Zehua, and my father is Tao Siyuan..."

As he spoke, he lifted up his bicycle with one foot, ran up quickly and handed over the household registration booklet.

The security guard took it, looked down, and nodded, "Wait a moment."

After saying that, he turned and walked into the guard room.

A few seconds later, the team leader took the household registration book and hurried to the intermediate court.

As soon as he stepped through the hanging flower gate, he met Xu Damao head-on and spoke quickly.

"Secretary Xu, there is a comrade named Tao Zehua outside the door. He said he wants to see Director Lin. Here is his household registration book."

Xu Damao couldn't help but be startled, "Tao Zehua?"

As he spoke, he remembered something and muttered to himself, "Brother Zhiyuan does have a close friend who is even older than him. I think his last name is Tao."

Thinking of this, I picked up the household registration book and said, "I'll go ask."

office.

Lin Zhiyuan finished reading the document and handed it to Pan Fei. "No problem, hand it in."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Xu Damao hurried in and asked with a smile, "Damo, what's the matter?"

"Brother Zhiyuan, there is a young man named Tao Zehua who wants to see you. This is his household registration book."

Lin Zhiyuan didn't answer and said with a smile: "Zehua, he is the grandson of Mr. Tao, let him come in."

Three minutes later, Tao Zehua came to the office.

As soon as he entered the door, he said anxiously: "Brother Zhiyuan, my grandfather can't bear it anymore and wants to see you."

Lin Zhiyuan was startled for a moment, and just as he was about to make a joke, he swallowed it back and asked in surprise instead.

"Why is it so sudden? Wasn't everything fine when I went there during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

After that, he glanced and ordered, "Xiao Pan, arrange a car, I need to go out for a while."

……

Half an hour later, we arrived at Shejia Hutong and the inner room of Tao’s house.

Lin Zhiyuan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Grandpa Tao's thin appearance and his face full of age spots, and couldn't help feeling sad.

All kinds of past events suddenly came to my mind.

From jumping into the water to save people to pretending to be smart at the street office.

From meeting in the courtyard to being recommended for admission.

From planting two trees across the courtyard to mailing folding fans.

……

After a long time, he came to his senses, coughed lightly, and spoke slowly.

"Uncle Tao, I'm Lin Zhiyuan. You see, time is really a butcher's knife. More than ten years have passed. The stubborn old man who used to be can't be stubborn anymore..."

On the bed, Uncle Tao slowly opened his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Nonsense! As long as I think it's right, I'll still argue with the King of Hell if I meet him there."

Lin Zhiyuan smiled knowingly, his eyes reddened.

"Hold on a little longer. I heard from Zehua that he has contacted Uncle Siyuan and estimates that he will be back in the next few days. At least we can meet."

"No, I will suffer alone and be a burden to Zehua."

Uncle Tao shook his head slightly.

"I grew up in a wealthy family and never had to worry about food and clothing. Even when I grew up, I went abroad to study during the war and never suffered any grievances. Later, I worked hard for the cause of education, so I have no regrets."

As he said this, he took a deep breath.

"I've been wanting to say sorry to you for interfering in your life for no reason, but unfortunately I just can't bring myself to do it. Before I leave..."

Lin Zhiyuan held Uncle Tao's hand and interrupted him quickly.

"No, Uncle Tao, young people tend to make mistakes. I should thank you for putting me on the right track."

"I'm really happy that you think so."

Uncle Tao smiled brightly, paused, and his chin trembled slightly.

"Zhiyuan, the reason why I am so stubborn and want everyone to go to school is because of what I saw and heard when I studied abroad."

As he spoke, a few tears rolled down his eyes.

“It was only when I went abroad to study, from Europe to Great Britain, that I felt the gap deeply.

When Qianlong was immersed in the prosperous dynasty, the West had entered the industrial age and Watt improved the steam engine.

While the cities of the Western powers were bustling with traffic and tall buildings, my hometown was suffering from war.

While our children were carrying guns taller than their heads and running through the hail of bullets, my classmates' children were sitting in front of the TV, drinking Coke and watching "Tom and Jerry".

Oh, by the way, I guess you didn’t know, it’s an animated film.

I hate it. Even when I was discriminated against, it wasn’t this painful.

I hate it so much that I wish my whole family would learn from them so that we can surpass them.

I hate it..."