Chapter 742: Beishan Car for 2 Yuan
Chapter 742: Beishan Car for 2 Yuan
The old man sneered and said, "Oh, what's the big deal about being hungry? As long as the construction is carried out, everything will be worth it.
We need to take a long-term view. If we don't endure hardship, how can our grandchildren enjoy happiness? "
Someone who knew the inside story jumped out and exposed the situation: "Don't listen to this old man's nonsense. He retired on a government salary, and his son also received a government salary, so he has never been laid off. Of course, he can talk without any worries."
"Damn, it turns out to be a class enemy."
The old man sneered loudly: "What class enemy? I think you are all social scraps. You are not worthy of being my class enemy.
"If you can't eat, you can only blame yourself for not working hard. If you all worked hard like me and had a decent salary, would you be laid off? I say you deserved to be laid off. Our Beishan factory went bankrupt due to poor management because of you! You didn't work hard and didn't struggle!"
The old man's words hit the nail on the head. Ordinary people at that time were still very simple and honest, and many people did attribute their layoffs to their own incompetence.
But some were more sober and loudly retorted, "I did the same job from beginning to end. I wasn't lazy and I didn't embezzle. Why are you blaming us for the factory's poor management? Did we manage it? It was you vampires who sucked the factory dry, and now you're blaming us."
The old man continued to taunt, "You can do the work of two people, but you're doing the work of one. So, are you the ones sucking the factory's blood, or are we?"
One man couldn't stand such nonsense, so he attacked the old man from behind with a bag of food, and put it on his head. "Fuck! I'm so angry! Beat him up!"
"Yes, beat him!"
"Oh my, oh my, you dare to hit me? Believe it or not, I will let my son have someone arrest you all."
"The working class has united and will be afraid of you, a bureaucrat from the old society. Keep beating me!"
Yang Yuanbao shook his head and squeezed forward while the group was arguing.
The farce was quickly stopped, the team continued to move forward, and Yang Yuanbao continued to look for family matters that interested him.
"Have you heard? The guy in Alley 3 is going to be shot!"
"Which one?"
"It's the one called fire."
"Oh, I know who you're talking about. You mean the man who loves collecting newspapers? What's wrong with him? Didn't I hear he'll be out soon?"
"What? That's all a lie. I have inside information that says that guy killed someone."
"No way, he looks like a very honest person."
"You don't know this, right? The more honest a person is, the more likely he is to go from one extreme to another and kill someone with a knife."
...
The more Yang Yuanbao listened, the more he felt something was wrong. Why did it sound like Brother Huo? He hurried over and grabbed the person who was speaking, "Is the person you are talking about called Wang Huo?"
"Well...I guess so."
Yang Yuanbao was struck by lightning. He turned around and left without buying any noodles.
.....
Sister Huang firmly believed the promise made publicly by the street office director Wu De that her husband would return as soon as possible.
Not only did he get rid of his previous decadence, but he also became cheerful all day long.
Sister Huang becomes full of energy when she thinks about the family being able to reunite on New Year’s Eve.
Not only did they clean the house thoroughly, but they also prepared a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner.
While frying meatballs in the corridor, Yang Yuanbao stumbled in.
"Oh no! Sister-in-law, oh no, sister-in-law."
"Yuanbao, what's going on? Why are you so flustered?"
"Brother Huo...Brother Huo is going to be shot!"
Clang! The fried meatballs fell to the ground.
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New Year's Eve.
At the Spring Festival Gala, when Xiao Cui said: Today is our special program of telling the truth. The special thing about this program is that we have invited two special guests.
They are a couple of experienced workers from the North Mountain of Han River. Let us welcome them with applause.
After Xiao Cui finished speaking, a voice of "enter" came from the intercom placed on the front windshield, and Qi Tongwei slowly drove the car that had already started into the studio.
The car stopped and Zhao Sanben and Song Dangdang stumbled out of the car.
The moment Zhao Sanben appeared, the studio burst into thunderous applause.
Qi Tongwei couldn't help but sigh, this is Lao Zhao's appeal.
He could imagine how many people across the country were watching Zhao Sanben's show, and the Beishan Automobile, which served as the background wall, with its bright red, Q-version appearance, must have attracted a lot of attention.
Xiao Cui asked: "Hey, did the uncle and aunt come here by car?"
Zhao Sanben smiled innocently, "We were planning to leave, but my grandson insisted on seeing me off. He said this Beishan car is fuel-efficient, economical, and compact, and can take us right to our door."
"Hey, that rhymes quite well." Xiao Cui continued and invited the two to sit down.
Qi Tongwei did not get out of the car. He parked the car at the location that had been planned earlier and watched the performance of Zhao Sanben's team from a close distance.
After some amusing language, Xiao Cui began to clarify the topic, "Don't be nervous, uncles and aunts, this is a talk show, and talk shows have topics. Our topic is yesterday, today, and tomorrow."
Zhao Sanben said cautiously, "We stayed at home all night yesterday to prepare. Today we came here by car, and tomorrow we will take the same bus back. Thank you."
There is another small change here, which makes the audience pay more attention to the car behind Zhao Sanben.
Many sensitive people keenly noticed that the car behind Zhao Sanben was a little unusual.
It can be performed on the Spring Festival Gala and is mentioned again and again by Zhao Sanben. Is this an ordinary car?
Song Dangdang said: "Can you not mention the car? This is bought by my child. It looks like yours. Is this a show of wealth?"
"Why not? We came here by car anyway, so just tell the truth. Besides, there's no point showing off your wealth with a 20,000 yuan car."
Xiao Cui interrupted the two and brought the topic back to the topic, "Uncle and aunt, stop arguing, let's not talk about cars for now.
The yesterday, today, and tomorrow I'm talking about aren't yesterday, today, and tomorrow."
Zhao Sanben rushed over and said, "What's going on? It was the day before yesterday. We just received a notice from the comrades in the subdistrict office the day before yesterday."
Xiao Cui said: "It's not the day before yesterday. I mean recalling the past, talking about the present, and looking forward to the future."
"Oh, so that's how it is. I understand now."
"Well, uncle and aunt, who will speak first?"
Zhao Sanben raised his hand and said, "Let me speak first." Then he took out a small notebook from his pocket, stood up and read aloud: The spring breeze of reform is blowing everywhere, Beishan Automobile is really doing well. It is not only good-looking but also has many advantages, and the price is only 20,000.
Xiao Cui looked embarrassed and asked, "Uncle, why are you talking about cars again?"
The aunt also complained, "I told you that this period is not good. Your grandson bought a car, and he still thinks about it every day."
Xiao Cui smiled helplessly, "Auntie, please tell me."
"Okay, I'll tell you..."
The topic continued to return to the main topic, and at this point, the sketch was truly on the right track.
However, after the series of lines just now, Beishan Automobile has completely left a deep impression in the minds of people across the country.
In particular, his repeated mention of the 20,000 yuan car became a hot topic of attention.
Aren't cars often worth hundreds of millions? Even the newly released Geely costs at least 70,000 or 80,000.
When did cars become so cheap?
Everyone continued to explore the skit with this question in mind, but happy times are always short-lived. The show was coming to an end and no further information was revealed.
Until Xiao Cui saw him off.
The Heitu couple boarded the car hand in hand and left. Just before getting in, Heitu said to his wife: "My dear, you always say that I haven't given you a decent gift. I will give you a car when we get back."
Song Dangdang continued: "What car?"
Zhao Sanben waved his hand and said, "Beishan Auto, this is a gift for the young people. We also want to return to our youth."
"That's great! 20,000 yuan! Worth it!"
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