My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 209 Why Are You So Showy?

Weidong almost forgot the name of the girl from the Film Academy, who was also a small shareholder of Pingjing Advertising Company.

The long-distance call stated that Wang Zhiwen was a freshman at the Film Academy who happened to be in the same class as her.

So I was too lazy to call to communicate.

He ordered Shen Cuiyue to pass the message to Jin Zhuoqun. Since he had found the person, he must use this boy as the leading actor.

Shen Laosan didn't ask why, but paid attention to the weather forecast: "Well, it will be even hotter tomorrow."

This year's autumn heat is particularly severe. It is almost mid-September and the weather is still sunny and hot.

Dong Xueying thought, "The cooling system at the food factory is pretty good. Can the sanitary napkin factory also install one? There are so many workers, and they get soaked just walking around the entire workshop. After all, since they emphasize sterile production, they can't use large fans for ventilation. It's so hot."

This reminded Weidong: "Oh, the new factory needs an air conditioning system. I'll call the machinery factory later and ask them to install the refrigerator tomorrow. Does your workshop need it, Xiao Shen?"

Shen Cuiyue is a ruthless capitalist whip: "Why are you so comfortable? Now everyone is lining up to get to work. It's so hot at home, why do you want to come to the workshop and enjoy the cool breeze?"

Indeed, in just ten days, the scale of machines in the sanitary napkin factory was restored to more than 50 units, and the production capacity began to increase continuously. No matter how hot the weather was, it could not stop the enthusiasm for "earning high salaries".

Weidong squinted and criticized: "They are workers, not slaves. Our purpose in opening a factory is indeed to make money, but we also want to make more people live better and more comfortably."

Shen Cuiyue rarely complained, "I don't even have a place to blow dry, and it's still hot every day. Those old women just sleep on the cool boards in the courtyard with their vests. Do I want to show it to others? The fans in the office are so hot that I wish I could wear nothing at all!"

Weidong was choked.

He had previously urged the Yuezhou branch to purchase air conditioners, but He Yuemei said that the entire eastern Guangdong province was in short supply, and he finally managed to get two units.

Let Weidong keep one at home and one in the office, since they are where his wife and children stay.

He himself was boiling tripe at the construction site.

The Dong sisters shifted their eyes left and right to watch the two flirting across from them, at least that's what Shen Cuiyue did.

Fortunately, the weather forecast ended at this time. There was no advertisement connection, nor any vague connection between the opening and ending credits. It just switched directly to the handwritten "Report Series One on the Forefront of Reform and Opening Up" like a slide.

It also includes title quotation marks.

Then the slides were removed and the scene switched directly to the mountains at noon.

Weidong feels that your work is really rough and not as sophisticated as Jin Zhuoqun and his gang.

Having said that, Jin Zhuoqun and his team were really using a movie film camera to shoot the film, and the quality of TV cameras on brick stations these days is just so-so.

But the artistic conception is there.

The camera was lowered as far as possible as it moved along the mountain road. It was originally quiet and green. There was nothing special except the gray-white cement road strip winding over the undulating terrain.

Suddenly, the voice turned, and in the distance, various factory buildings of varying heights appeared. A deep, weathered baritone voice spoke: "Deep in the unknown mountains, within the vast depths of the towering mountains, there are hidden a group of unknown military factories. They are an important barrier to ensure that the country can maintain production and preserve its combat effectiveness in the event of foreign invasion..."

In fact, these third-line factories were never mentioned in the 1980s. They were all hidden and could not be seen on the map.

Except for the people in surrounding towns and the children of third-tier cities, ordinary people in urban and rural areas across the country at that time were almost unaware of the existence of such a type of people.

But this time the situation in the third-tier factories across the country may really be very serious.

This is like naming and shaming these "hidden and lurking" underground factories.

Because these days it is certain that hostile elements abroad and other countries are paying close attention to what is happening in the 9.6 million square kilometers.

We have to publicize what we are going to do to the whole country in a big way, but we also have to be careful not to be seen by foreigners.

It’s so difficult to strike the right balance.

But without such public emphasis and appeals, the situation in different places is really very different.

As expected, the person who was edited in was Director Cheng, still wearing a sweat-soaked vest and no posing for photos. "We originally belonged to the Fifth Ministry of Machine Building. Three years ago, we started emphasizing military-to-civilian conversion, independent development, and independent sales. But it was too difficult for us, who were used to unified purchasing and sales. After delivering the last batch of military product orders, we were on the verge of a difficult situation where all the employees in the factory had to grow their own food..."

I don’t know where I found some shabby corners and took pictures of the desolate and desolate scene.

The chaotic arguing voiceover must have been a later interpretation: "We'll go bankrupt if we keep going like this!"

"Since we all have a big pot of rice to eat, will the government still ignore us working class people?"

"If everyone is idle and passive, where will food, clothing and shelter come from?"

"We need reform! We need to improve the economy!"

"What can we do? We produce scopes, and the people don't need them!"

"We're an optical instrument factory and have the ability to produce cameras, so let's make them!" "Cameras? Others have spent huge sums of money to make cameras, but they can't sell them. The situation is even worse. Forget it."

"That doesn't count! There must be a way. We must lead everyone to find a way. Difficulties will always be conquered by us!"

By using this kind of voice-over debate, the author vividly depicts the process from being headless, to being disorganized, and then to the sonorous sound of firm conviction.

The scene also changed from the beginning of old and messy to the scattered and empty workshop, and then to the bustling production scene.

Injection molds, lens polishing, assembly production lines, various close-ups, and finally the "exquisite and compact" X cameras lined up on the conveyor belt.

Freeze.

The background sound changed to a somewhat disorganized "meeting transcript": "It makes no difference to ordinary consumers whether domestic cameras cost a few hundred or imported cameras cost a few thousand. Ordinary people can't afford them. Those who can afford them probably grit their teeth and save money to buy imported products. Since we can't catch up with the expensive ones, we'll turn around and make the cheap ones affordable. We've developed a 29-yuan People's Camera, so that everyone can record every detail of their lives..."

Dong Xueqing listened to the phone every day and was more perceptive: "Why does the tone of his voice sound a bit like yours? Mandarin with a slight accent?"

Weidong was also confused: "I think I said that they secretly recorded the conversation when we went to the city that day? But that's not what I said."

A mellow, gentle baritone voice was heard on TV again: "This is a change in thinking. How to produce products that the people like the most, how to produce products that the people are willing to accept. The situation suddenly became clear!"

A large number of factory workers began to appear busy packing and loading goods onto trucks with smiling faces. The "EX" camera pages in the Sunshine Daily were all slide-style quick clips, highlighting the busy and prosperous scene.

"After once being at a loss as to what to do in the industry, we found the right direction, actively engaged in research and development, and diligently marketed the product. The ingenious United Daily News launched the Olympic Honor Roll, making X Camera a nationally renowned camera brand. With a monthly production of 100,000 People's Cameras, people across the country can now use their own cameras!"

This has firmly established the brand status of X cameras!

Hahahaha, now I won’t have to worry about my sales reputation for at least twenty or thirty years, and I’ve completely established myself.

She was so happy that she asked Weidong to put down the dishes and grabbed the little kid's hand and clapped. Xiaodie was so angry that she cried out and just lay down comfortably and was about to take a nap.

The three women couldn't help but look at him, but they had to turn back to watch the wonderful pictures on the 18-inch color TV in the guesthouse.

The entrance was crowded with girls from next door who were answering the phone, all watching with bated breath.

Extremely proud.

Because the camera started to show footage of countless people holding cameras and laughing and snapping pictures, Weidong was playing basketball on the court at the time and did not notice that these reporters actually asked many people to pose for photos around the basketball court, Malatang, cinema, and store.

They all pick up cameras to record their lives.

The common smiles these days are simple and honest, without any snake-like face or greasy hair or powdered face, and they are all filled with joy from the heart.

Each picture is beautiful, from dynamic to frozen.

The frozen shots of tourists in front of the Pingjing Square tower and on the Great Wall must have been re-shot later. There are also the quality inspector in the factory who looks up and smiles, the militia platoon leader with a rifle on his back, looking heroic, and the vivid and delicious frozen shots in front of the spicy hot pot table, until the images of the girls answering the phone in the office appear.

Immediately, cheers broke out in the corridor of the guesthouse!

To the third-line factories and those state-owned factories on the verge of bankruptcy and struggling to survive, this may be a step-by-step instructional film on how to reform.

But to the average TV viewer, it was just a camera commercial.

This super advertisement that completely pushed the X camera to the throne not only repeatedly mentioned the X camera, which cost 29 yuan per camera, but also used so many pictures to emphasize recording every detail of life.

Weidong even thought that the beautiful photo of cooking should appear.

In the end, he dribbled the ball at high speed, rushed to the basket and jumped for a layup!
Freeze!

It just so happened that the way Old Cheng and several middle-aged leaders raised their arms looked like they were pushing the young people up.

The voiceover said earnestly: "Young people are energetic, enterprising, and innovative. They are the future of this world. We must always maintain a strong fighting spirit and pass the torch to them to rush towards victory... Thank you for watching, and please continue to watch the second episode of the series tomorrow."

The TV screen is a horizontal rectangle.

But this photo was vertical, frozen there, and remained there until subtitles slowly appeared on both sides.

The special report lasted about fifteen minutes in total, with routine subtitles at the end. Until the Brick TV logo appeared, Wei Dong's layup posture, "pushed up" by the stars, remained there!
The girls on the phone were cheering when they saw Dong Ge’s close-up, but suddenly the phone next door rang, and they all flew back like sparrows in a field.

The three girls here were all shocked.

I was surprised along with Rang Weidong.

Then I heard him curse: "These reporters! They are all bad people! They don't mention me, don't mention me..."

I'm speechless. This is indeed not mentioned.

But in the eyes of those who knew Rang Weidong, this was just a personal show from beginning to end.

(End of this chapter)