Hello, 1983

In the guest house, Liu Qingshan and Gangzi lived in the same room, and Gangzi was talking nonstop.

"Qingshan, Brother Fei and I went to Yangcheng, it's an eye-opener, it's just..."

"I've been to Yangcheng."

Liu Qingshan spread the quilt and prepared to sleep.

Gangzi swallowed and continued to speak: "Qingshan, don't you know that the Chinese tunic suits we brought back are sold like crazy, you can earn a hundred yuan a day..."

Liu Qingshan came to an old man to burrow into the bed, and then tugged at the light cord at the head of the bed. With a click, the light went out, and his voice came from the darkness.

"I'm sleepy. Go to bed first. I came up with the idea of ​​you selling tunic suits."

Just thinking about it, I can only lie down and sleep depressed.

The next day, after breakfast, Lu Wen led Liu Qingshan and the translator, went to the county government early, and was in the office of the magistrate Wang, guarding the phone.

Just after eight o'clock, the phone rang on time, and Thomas' familiar voice came from the receiver: "Good evening, Liu, is that you?"

Liu Qingshan looked up at the red sun that just rose outside the window: "Mr. Thomas, I am here in the morning, so I can only greet you with a 'tricky trick'!"

The translator next to him was stunned for a moment: this English is really standard, if he closed his eyes, he would have thought it was a foreign guest speaking.

"Haha, Liu, it's always a pleasure to talk to you."

Thomas was in a good mood. He talked endlessly on the phone, about promotions and salary increases, and about new models that have been put into production, just like a broken mouth.

The translator next to him was exhausted, holding a pen in his hand, writing non-stop, he was responsible for recording the entire conversation.

Next to the county magistrate Wang is very distressed: telephone bills, international long distance, expensive to scare people.

Liu Qingshan also wondered. Generally speaking, it takes at least three or four years for a new car to go into production from design to production. This seems to be only half a year, right?

But think about it, just the adjustment of the appearance is equivalent to changing a new suit of clothes, and it is relieved.

Liu Qingshan didn't mind chatting with Thomas for a while to communicate his feelings, but seeing Magistrate Wang's forehead sweating, he interrupted the other party's rhetoric.

"My friend, do you want to finish on the phone what we're going to say next time we meet?"

From the telephone receiver, Thomas' laughter came: "Haha, Liu, the gift I promised you has already been on the cargo ship, maybe it will arrive before me."

"what gift?"

"Of course it's a new car I designed, Liu, don't you have an old saying in China that a promise is more precious than a kilogram of gold."

The pen in Comrade Translator's hand also paused, looked up at Liu Qingshan, his eyes were full of envy: A car, an imported luxury car, I want it too!

There is also the county magistrate Wang, who can't care about the phone bill at this time: car, I am the county magistrate, and I still take 212 now?

Only Lu Wen frowned secretly: This little Comrade Liu seems to have a good relationship with foreigners, and he will give him a car. There will be no tricks in it, right?

Under the circumstances at that time, a string was tense in people's minds, and even the most favorite game for the little dolls was: catching spies.

It was only when Liu Qingshan remembered about the car, he thought it was a joke at the time, but he never thought that Thomas was really here.

Haha, a car fell from the sky, so what are you polite?

When contacting foreigners, you can't deal with those who are arrogant, so Liu Qingshan expressed his sincere thanks to Thomas and corrected the other party's wording mistakes:

"Mr. Thomas, the idiom you're talking about should be one promise, one promise, and one gold, similar, and one word, one word, one word, one word is hard to follow..."

"Oh, Chinese is really broad and profound,

It's just that I don't quite understand the last sentence. The dead horse lay on the ground and couldn't move. Of course, there was no way to chase it? "

Thomas didn't stay here for a few months in vain, and he also learned some Chinese, but it was a pity that he was a student.

Liu Qingshan didn't want to discuss the difference between a horse and a dead horse with him on the phone. After chatting a few more times, he agreed to see you next month and was about to hang up.

At this time, I heard Thomas suddenly ask again: "Liu, my dear friend, is there any new design inspiration in your magical brain?"

Haha, finally showing the fox's tail, so I was thinking about this.

Liu Qingshan finally became enlightened. No wonder Thomas was so generous and sent a car directly.

This is exactly the case. After Thomas returned to China, the company immediately put into production a new car and named it "Pioneer".

Old wine in new bottles, the action is still very fast, two months, the new car came out.

It is no wonder that they are on fire. AMC is on the verge of bankruptcy. As the shareholders of the company, they do not want to be acquired and merged by other car companies.

Therefore, putting the pioneers into production has become their last straw.

Unexpectedly, once this car was launched, it sold like crazy, especially those young people who regarded the pioneer generation as a treasure.

Even the slogan "I would rather be a pioneer than a girlfriend" was uttered.

AMC's orders skyrocketed, and all of a sudden it became hot again, and the company miraculously came back to life.

In terms of reward for meritorious deeds, the biggest contributor is of course Mr. Thomas.

But Thomas made dumplings with a teapot, knowing that it all originated from that magical oriental friend.

That's why he sent the car and called again, hoping to continue to take out some good things from Liu Qingshan.

Although Liu Qingshan doesn't know what happened, it is certain that he and Thomas are both beneficiaries and may continue to benefit.

That was enough, so he blew into the microphone:

"Mr. Thomas, I look forward to working with you again. Believe me, we will once again collide with a spark of thought, which may turn into a fire that sweeps the entire automotive industry!"

Haha, on the other end of the phone, there was Thomas' cheerful laughter.

The phone call was finally over, but everyone in the room was staring at Liu Qingshan, making him feel a little hairy, and couldn't help but make a joke.

"It seems that I didn't reveal any state secrets just now, did I?"

This joke is not funny at all, no one in the room is cheering, still staring at him with big eyes and small eyes.

Suddenly, Lu Wen slapped his hand vigorously: "Liu, wait for the negotiation next month, our car factory invites you, be sure to participate!"

Liu Qingshan smacked his lips: "I still have to grow a greenhouse at home."

"Your greenhouse vegetables are packaged by our car factory!"

"Then I have to raise pigs."

"We also pack pigs!"

"I have to help my eldest sister raise laying hens."

"We have the chicken, and we have the eggs too!"

Lu Wen simply waved his hand neatly: "We've even covered you!"

There was a burst of cheerful laughter in the room, and Liu Qingshan was no longer hypocritical: With the big customer of the automobile factory, there is no need to worry about the sales of those agricultural and sideline products for the time being.

"Qingshan, sit and drink tea."

The county magistrate Wang was also flushed. Although he spent some telephone bills, it was so worth it that even the county magistrate felt that his face was bright.

Who said we have no talent in Bishui County?

The point is, the auto factory is at the time of hiring people. With the face of Comrade Xiao Liu, it would not be too easy to approve dozens of trucks for Bishui County.

Everyone was happy for a while, and at noon, they were naturally entertained at the guest house.

At the wine table, Magistrate Wang mentioned the matter of picking up the truck, without Liu Qingshan saying a word, Lu Wen agreed.

The car they drove was also repaired, so they returned with a full load. The car was stuffed with all kinds of souvenirs, and even Gangzi had a share.

"It's really worth it!"

Before getting into the car, Lu Wen cordially shook hands with Liu Qingshan to say goodbye, and set off on the return journey with satisfaction.

"Qingshan, see you next month."

Gangzi waved at Liu Qingshan from the car window, and soon disappeared from sight.

Only then did Liu Qingshan put down his arms, feeling a little dissatisfied in his heart: You all have something to gain, so I'll just go for nothing, right?

No, it's not a waste of money. There will be a small car soon, and it's still imported.

Thinking of this, he finally balanced, and cheerfully said to the county magistrate Wang who was seeing him off: "Magistrate, should I take the driver's license test first?"

"Liu, how old are you this year?"

"16, I will be 17 soon after the Chinese New Year."

"Hehe, you must be at least 18 years old to get a driver's license, Xiao Liu, you are still young."

Magistrate Wang looked at this young man with a smile, joking in his mouth, but he was very emotional: He is really young, and he is really powerful. I don't know what heights he will reach in the future.

Age sucks!

Liu Qingshan also fainted, and the urge to call Thomas surged in his heart: I don't want a car anymore, can I get a tractor instead?

After getting on the jeep in the county, Liu Qingshan was also sent home. In fact, for him now, a car is really not very useful, and it is not as good as a bicycle.

After getting off the main road of the commune, there was a horse-drawn sledge ahead, walking slowly, with two large sacks pulling on the sledge.

On their side, after the snow falls, they usually replace the carriage with a wooden sledge.

The two smooth wooden rails below this thing travel on the snow with little friction, which is very labor-saving.

Seeing the figure sitting on the sack, Liu Qingshan looked more and more familiar. When he got close, he opened the car window and shouted:

"Er Biaozi!"

The man turned his head sharply, he was really an Er Biaozi, and when he saw Liu Qingshan sticking his head out, he was a little stunned for a while.

Liu Qingshan told the driver to stop the car and directly told him to go back. For the rest of the road, he would just sit on the sledge.

After getting off the jeep, Er Biaozi also jumped out of the carriage, the little brothers ran towards each other and hugged tightly.

"Qingshan, you seem to be growing taller!"

"Haha, Biaozi, you seem to be getting more tanned!"

There was a whip in front, and then the uncle's voice came: "Get in the car and chat while walking."

Er Biaozi did look black and thinner, and it was quite hard to come here during this time.

However, it seems that he has matured a lot, and has gradually faded away from the youthful youth.

Along the way, listening to him tell about his learning and practical experience in Hei Province, he was eager to try, and he wanted to show his back.

Liu Qingshan patted his friend on the shoulder: "Sure, let's try to plant a hundred and eighty acres of rice next year."

Er Biaozi patted the big sack under his butt: "I brought back all the rice seeds!"

When the sledge entered Jiapigou, many people immediately gathered around and greeted Er Biaozi.

"Biaozi, what's in this sack?"

Zhang pole patted the big sack, and he could feel the grain inside.

"Of course it's rice.

Er Biaozi was busy talking to the villagers and didn't pay much attention to this side.

"Isn't rice just rice? Wow, there's rice to eat now!"

Zhang Pole got excited, stood up the sack, and ran away with it on his back.

A sack of rice is nearly 200 catties. This guy trotted and swooped, so he was a slouch, who would believe it?

"Hey, Uncle Pole, there are rice seeds in there. They haven't been shelled yet, so they can't be eaten!"

Er Biaozi's voice came from behind.

Zhang Ganzi immediately felt that all the strength in his body was suddenly vented, his legs became weak, and he suddenly collapsed on the ground...