Chapter 2958
Even if it doesn't make money, it can't be sold to ordinary people.
Chapter 2958 Even if it doesn't make money, it can't be sold to ordinary people.
When the awards were presented at the steel plant, everyone cheered.
The workers, especially those helping out at the steel mill, couldn't hide their pride.
These days, fifty yuan is equivalent to one to two months' salary.
Moreover, rice cookers are not something that can be obtained easily; once they are produced, they are primarily sold abroad to earn foreign exchange.
Yang Xiaotao and the old Taoist priest personally presented the awards before taking Director Hu to inspect the production site.
"It would be best to build a factory specifically for the production of this zirconium alloy."
After reading it, Yang Xiaotao said to Guan Zhiyong.
Guan Zhiyong gave a wry smile upon hearing this, "Minister Yang, we just spun off four alloy production plants this year. If we split them off again, we really won't have enough workers!"
"This is indeed a problem."
Yang Xiaotao also knew that skilled workers weren't as common as cabbages; you couldn't just find a few people to do the job.
However, the value of zirconium alloy is not limited to nuclear power plants; there is still much room for further exploration.
The demand will be substantial.
Moreover, the upcoming West-East Gas Pipeline project will require an alloy material, and it would be best if a factory could produce the necessary quantity.
Under such circumstances, establishing a branch factory is necessary to increase production.
"In this way, we will draw workers from the local area, those with rich experience, and recruit a group from the surrounding areas. Note that their minimum education level is junior high school."
Yang Xiaotao made the decision, and Guan Zhiyong immediately nodded happily.
As long as they are allowed to hire workers, that's fine.
As for the conditions Yang Xiaotao mentioned, even the minimum junior high school education had brought him some benefits.
These young people who have had schooling experience learn quickly, and their mentors are less troublesome.
"The factory needs to speed up production, and the branch factory also needs to speed up construction."
"We can't let work be delayed!"
Guan Zhiyong agreed to all of them.
After explaining the follow-up arrangements, Yang Xiaotao checked the documents and left Director Hu, Guan Zhiyong, and the old Taoist priest to discuss the next steps. He then drove back to the courtyard house.
The matter concerning the Second Ministry of Machine Building has now been resolved. Although its impact will continue for some time, it no longer has much to do with the Ninth Ministry.
At the very least, he achieved a partial victory on the battlefield.
As the night passed and the sky began to brighten, the courtyard was shrouded in a hazy glow.
The languid woman slowly opened her eyes, revealing a glistening patch beneath her long eyelashes. Recalling the shyness of the previous night, she unconsciously stroked her belly.
The years did not leave stretch marks on her lower abdomen, which caused quite a stir among the women in the hospital.
You should know that women who have had two or three children often have mottled marks on their bellies.
But to her, it was as if nothing had happened.
Many people inquired about any folk remedies, but she knew in her heart that there were no folk remedies, and everything was normal behavior.
Turning over, Ran Qiuye looked at her husband who was still fast asleep and reached out to hug him.
"What time is it?!"
Feeling the physical contact, Yang Xiaotao didn't open his eyes, but just asked a question with his eyes closed.
"A little past five!"
"So early!"
"I'm going to sleep a little longer!"
Yang Xiaotao muttered to himself, "It was almost two o'clock when I went to bed last night. Even a body made of iron needs to cool down!"
Ran Qiuye, however, was about to get up. "You should sleep a little longer!"
"I'll go get ready first!"
But Yang Xiaotao grabbed her arm and said, "No rush!"
"No, it's better to prepare as soon as possible!"
As Ran Qiuye spoke, she reached out and patted downwards.
Yang Xiaotao felt a jolt, opened his eyes abruptly, and pulled Ran Qiuye into his arms. "So, you dare to murder your husband..."
Hahaha
Hahahahahaha
Ran Qiuye huddled in Yang Xiaotao's arms, trying not to laugh out loud, while twisting her body to avoid Yang Xiaotao's fingers.
"Do you dare?"
"I don't dare anymore!"
Looking at his wife's pitiful appearance, Yang Xiaotao knew with his eyes closed that it was definitely an act.
But I've lost all desire to sleep right now.
The two lay down for a while longer, until around six o'clock, when they got up after some people in the yard got up.
After having breakfast with his family, Yang Xiaotao decided to go fishing.
I'll cook one of my best dishes for lunch and treat them properly.
Before she could finish speaking, Ran Qiuye instructed, "Go pick up Xiaoqing. Don't be late today because it's the weekend and you won't be able to find her!"
At this point, Ran Qiuye added a couple more words of advice, "You too, there's a performing arts troupe where you are, it would have been so much better if you transferred her there, so as not to cause any trouble."
Yang Xiaotao opened his mouth, and then Ran Qiuye said, "Don't talk about abusing power for personal gain. There are so many people in the art troupe, and they are all related by marriage. Last time I heard that the movie director selected his relatives and friends for the roles, but I've never seen a cousin like you!"
Yang Xiaotao was speechless. "How did this become my problem?"
"Her family arranged a job for her to study information radar, which was a great job, but she ran back home after studying for half a year, and the company had a hard time finding her!"
"My aunt has spoken, and no one is allowed to interfere. How dare I disobey?"
Ran Qiuye walked over and said, "I'm telling you, what mother in the world doesn't love her child? Your aunt is just saying that because she's disappointed in you, but you actually took it seriously?"
"Go find someone quickly. Luckily, your uncle is here this time, so we can have a good talk."
"Let's get this straight, you're in charge of making the arrangements this time!"
Yang Xiaotao also figured it out, and it really was true.
Looking at Ran Qiuye, "Is this alright?"
"Don't worry, there won't be any problem."
Ran Qiuye spoke earnestly, as if making a promise, and Yang Xiaotao nodded slowly, "Since she likes to dance, then let her dance to her heart's content."
After saying that, she rode her bicycle out of the next room, and Ran Qiuye called after her, "Come back soon!"
Yang Xiaotao waved without turning his head, then drove his bicycle out of the courtyard and rode towards the military arts troupe's residence.
Zhang Qing's workplace is affiliated with the Air Force Song and Dance Troupe of Beijing, which is one level lower than the Navy Song and Dance Troupe he joined when he first came to Beijing, just because the prefix "Beijing" was added.
But it didn't make a difference to Zhang Qing; she loved dancing anyway, so it didn't matter where she danced.
As for bringing it to the Ninth Department's cultural troupe, that's not entirely impossible.
The premise is that the other party's opinion is respected.
I rode my bicycle in the shade of the trees. There were more and more pedestrians on the road, and there were also many more cyclists.
Half an hour later, Yang Xiaotao parked his car at the entrance of the cultural troupe, ready to go in and look for someone.
As a result, the gatekeeper wouldn't let him in, so he had to send someone to tell him to wait at the door.
The cultural troupe's accommodation consisted of two dormitory buildings, side by side, with the men living on the west side and the women on the east side.
At that moment, several well-dressed young men were chatting together downstairs on the east side, their eyes occasionally glancing towards the stairwell, as if they were waiting for something.
Two girls stood by a window on the third floor, looking down from time to time, then turning back to look at Zhang Qing, who was 'practicing kung fu' in the dormitory.
"Zheng Jun is still waiting downstairs, mistress, aren't you going?"
One of the girls, wearing a white shirt, glanced at the young man downstairs and then turned back to speak.
Zhang Qing, however, was too busy to pay any attention.
"Boss Sun, my mistress doesn't like you. Why don't you come down and watch a movie with me?"
"Go away, Wang Lao Er, I think you're the one who's fallen for someone."
The two teased each other, then looked at each other and walked to the bedside to hug Zhang Qing, who was stretching her legs.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing?"
Zhang Qing struggled, but the two men didn't give her a chance to resist. They carried her directly to the bed, and the eldest said rather shrewishly, "Mistress, tell me, do you have someone you like?"
The second brother was clinging to Zhang Qing's leg, ready to attack at any moment. "Hurry up and tell the truth, or we'll give you a good beating."
"No, no, ladies, I really don't have any."
Zhang Qing hurriedly begged for mercy, but the two of them didn't believe him at all.
"No, I really don't have it."
"Nonsense! I heard someone's been looking for some cousin. Tell the truth now!"
"Ah, I'm going to fight back!"
The three were playing around in the house when a knock came at the door. They were startled and quickly straightened their clothes.
The eldest brother opened the door and saw the building manager standing there. "Where's Zhang Qing?"
"Teacher, I'm here." Zhang Qing quickly poked his head out. "What's up, teacher?"
"Zhang Qing, the gatekeeper said someone is looking for you, someone named Yang Xiaotao, and wants you to come for dinner."
Zhang Qing's face lit up with joy. "Okay, thank you, teacher."
After saying that, he pulled his head back and rushed towards the clothes cabinet.
The eldest and second eldest brothers exchanged a glance, then approached each other from the left and right.
"Little San!"
"Oh, this is my cousin. He's probably going to our house for dinner. Don't overthink it."
"cousin?"
The two men spoke in their usual manner, leaving Zhang Qing speechless. "I told you, he really is my cousin. He already has several children."
Upon hearing this, the two of them regained their normal expressions.
These days, personal conduct is a serious matter, and they dare not speak carelessly about it.
Seeing Zhang Qing change into her new clothes, the second brother, thinking of the boys below, hurriedly asked, "Are you still going to see the movie?"
"Who said they went?"
After saying that, Zhang Qing slung her small shoulder bag over her shoulder and ran out.
"Let's go take a look."
The eldest brother suddenly spoke up, and the second brother nodded hurriedly. Then the two of them put on their shoes and ran outside.
The three of them arrived downstairs one after the other. A group of boys suddenly burst into laughter when they saw Zhang Qing skipping down the stairs. Among them, a fair-skinned young man pursed his lips and revealed a genuine smile.
The young man then prepared to go up and say hello, but Zhang Qing just smiled and skipped away like a little rabbit towards the gate.
The young man was immediately stunned.
"what's going on?"
His best friend asked him a question, while the young man stared blankly at Zhang Qing's back.
"Hey, Grandson, what's going on?"
Someone saw the two women running out from behind and quickly asked.
"What else could it be? Xiaoqing made an appointment with someone, his cousin. Let's go check it out."
After saying that, the two ran towards the gate.
"Brother Jun, should we go?"
"Let's go take a look!"
The young man's face was gloomy. After speaking, he walked towards the gate.
As soon as they reached the door, they saw the leaders of the cultural troupe walking out from the side. They quickly slowed down and let the leaders go first.
Then one by one, the leaders who usually spent their weekends at home drinking tea and playing chess appeared, which aroused everyone's curiosity even more.
"Boss, is some leader coming?"
"I don't know, sigh, where's the mistress?"
"It looks like it's up ahead, should we still go?"
"Let's go, let's just take a look. Even if the leaders come, there's nothing much to do."
As the two were talking, a boy behind them stepped forward to ask what was going on. The two explained briefly, and after everyone understood, they continued forward.
When they arrived at the main gate, they saw a group of leaders from the cultural troupe standing together, surrounding a young man in front of them.
Their leader, "Long Face," warmly grasped the young man's hand, displaying a kind expression they had only seen before when he received an award.
"Who is this person?"
The second brother was puzzled, but the eldest brother's gaze fell on Zhang Qing, who was standing next to the young man.
Suddenly, the eldest brother remembered something, "Second brother, what did the dormitory supervisor say Xiao Qing's cousin's name was again?"
"Calling, calling, it seems to be Yang Xiaotao."
Then he took a deep breath and thought, "Could it be that Yang Xiaotao?"
"Which Yang Xiaotao do you think could inspire such enthusiasm in someone with a long face?"
After he finished speaking, the young men behind him changed color, and some even turned their gazes to Zheng Jun.
Because Zhang Qing once said that he wanted to find a partner like his cousin.
They used to think it was nothing, but now it seems that the requirements are exceptionally high.
"Brother Jun, maybe we should just call it off."
The voice of his best friend rang out again, but Zheng Jun gritted his teeth and still couldn't bring himself to say the words he had spoken thirty years ago.
"Gentlemen, I won't go in and disturb you."
Yang Xiaotao never expected to encounter such a thing when he came to pick someone up at the gate. He glanced at Zhang Qing, who was equally speechless beside him, and thought to himself that he shouldn't have come here.
"Minister Yang, now that you're here, if we don't come in for a cup of tea, we won't be able to face anyone if word gets out."
"No, no, please don't say that, otherwise I really won't dare to come."
Yang Xiaotao quickly declined, then explained, "I'm here to pick someone up. My elders are all here, and it would be disrespectful to go back late."
Only after this did everyone laugh, and after exchanging pleasantries several times, Yang Xiaotao led Zhang Qing away.
Only after the two disappeared around the corner did the group of leaders leave after exchanging pleasantries.
As the leader of the cultural troupe, he called Zhang Qing over and personally gave him instructions.
Putting aside the capabilities of the Ninth Division itself, what happened yesterday made him realize that at this moment, being able to board the Ninth Division's ship would be beneficial to both the cultural troupe and him personally.
On the other side, Yang Xiaotao led Zhang Qing towards the courtyard house.
Zhang Qing, sitting in the back seat, complained, "What am I going to do now that you're here?"
Hearing this, Yang Xiaotao was speechless. "Do you think I wanted to come? I wouldn't have come if my uncle hadn't come."
"Oh, Dad's here?"
"Of course!"
"Hurry up, then pedal faster!"
Yang Xiaotao was speechless again, "You're so heavy, how can I pedal fast?"
"Nonsense, I weigh less than 100 pounds."
"That's heavy enough."
"you"
The two arrived at the courtyard house amidst their bickering. As soon as they got out of the car, they saw Zhang Wu chatting with the old Taoist priest and the others in the courtyard.
"Dad~~~"
Zhang Qing threw himself into her arms like a swallow, and the father and son embraced each other.
"Uncle!"
After the two finished speaking, Yang Xiaotao stepped forward to greet them, and then the three of them went into the house.
Ran Qiuye served tea and water, and Zhang Qing came over to greet her, then joined a group of children in their playful antics.
Looking at Zhang Qing's perpetually youthful appearance, Zhang Wu smiled at Yang Xiaotao and said, "Xiao Qing didn't cause you any trouble, did she?"
"No, it's pretty good."
Yang Xiaotao looked at Zhang Qing and said, "I'm worried about causing trouble for my cousin."
Zhang Wu was taken aback, and then he heard Zhang Qing talking to Ran Qiuye about what happened at the gate. Everyone was both amused and exasperated.
"Now I don't know what to do when I get back."
Zhang Qing complained, but Yang Xiaotao pretended not to hear and led Zhang Wu into the study.
"Uncle, has the investigation into the Jiaolong incident been completed?"
Yang Xiaotao poured tea for Zhang Wu and asked him a question.
Zhang Wu looked around the study and then said, "I'm starting to see some progress."
"Who is it?"
Zhang Wu pondered for a moment, then solemnly said, "It should be the Japanese islands that instigated it."
Yang Xiaotao's face turned cold. "Are you sure?"
"Eight or nine out of ten."
Zhang Wu said this with certainty, and Yang Xiaotao slammed his hand on the table, "Damn it, he's obviously no good."
At this point, Yang Xiaotao explained that the other party wanted to buy oil, and Zhang Wu's expression turned serious upon hearing this.
After a long silence, Zhang Wu finally said, "Xiao Tao, we can make some money, but there's some money we can't afford to lose."
At this point, his expression became extremely solemn.
"Even if we don't make money, we still can't afford a comfortable life."