The golden age began in 1977

Chapter 278 Coastal Industrial and Agricultural Practical Technology Training School

The kitchen was empty.

The last glowing ember in the stove stubbornly emitted its final heat from deep within the thick layer of white ash.

In the warm house, the previously loud sounds of chewing, clinking bowls and chopsticks, and laughter ceased.

This hopeful meal is over.

Everyone clapped and parted ways happily.

The chicken-raising team was about to leave happily when Qian Jin stopped them: "What's the rush? I still have to give you a lecture this afternoon."

"Keep building a solid foundation!"

Liu Wangcai said happily, "I'll go and learn too. You're never too old to learn."

The thick aroma of oil and steam from food still stubbornly lingered in the room, and the family dog ​​sniffed hard with its eyes closed, as if an invisible layer of meat juice had settled in the air.

Liu Wangcai's wife scraped the last few drops of fragrant oily soup from the bottom of the bowl, mixed it with bran, and placed it at the door. The dog, sniffing the air, twitched its ears and ran off to enjoy its feast of pork stew.

The wooden gate of the courtyard creaked and groaned as the sea breeze blew on it.

The deep, resonant sound of the ocean tide came intermittently from afar, only to be firmly pushed back by the thick, unyielding smoke and cooking fumes hanging over the courtyard.

The snowflakes stopped completely sometime in the afternoon, and the wind seemed to have grown weary and stopped howling.

Seeing that it was getting late, Qian Jin started his truck early and headed back.

The chicken-raising team members came out in a flurry to see him off.

Qian Jin glanced at the truck bed and saw two bags bulging with leftover pork and ribs.

Without any hesitation, he waved to the young people and said, "When I get back, I'll inquire about the policies for setting up schools. If we can set up a technical school for us young workers, peasants, and soldiers, you'll be the first batch of students, and you'll have something to eat in the future."

Liu Erzhu chuckled and said, "Whether we find a place to stay or not doesn't matter. The main thing is that I want to go to the city to take a look."

Liu Xiaoyan and the others nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

They've been longing to go to the city for years!

Liu Wangcai opened the car door for him: "Chief Qian, you really care about things in my team."

“You’ll still have to take care of it yourself. This household contract responsibility system is not easy to handle. If you find it difficult on your own, Uncle, just talk to the commune leaders and ask them for help.” Qian Jin was quite concerned about this matter.

Liu Wangcai nodded: "Don't worry, I know everything about the team."

The small truck drove away.

Two tense imprints appeared on the snow, like two plows cutting deep furrows in the thick earth.

No one spoke; everyone's eyes followed the small truck as it drove away.

The snow stopped, the clouds dispersed, and the sun came out again.

The golden light shone on the little train, warm and full of hope.

Finally, the car drove away, and the noise subsided quietly.

As night slowly fell, only the faint crunching of a stray dog ​​chewing on broken bones by the wall and the distant, indistinct sound of the ocean waves remained.

Low-pitched yet vast.

Qian Jin drove along the coastal road. As he got closer, the sound of the waves crashing against the rocks, with its timeless, dull rhythm, actually drowned out the roar of the small truck.

Unlike the sound of a small truck engine, the roar of raging waves crashing against the rocks is more energetic, carrying a kind of vigorous spirit of breaking free from constraints and surging forward, which is in great harmony with the lifeline of the times.

Qian Jin was also thinking of finding blacksmiths to make him a bigger gold chest during his trip to the countryside.

Or build a small golden house in one go.

If he wanted to build a golden house, he didn't have enough money. He could only buy about 20 kilograms of gold, which was more than enough to make a huge gold chest, but not enough to build a golden house.

To build a truly usable gold house, you'd need at least fifty or eighty kilograms of gold.

So he'll have to find a way to make another big sum of money!
Qian Jin was still quite hesitant about whether to build a golden house in one go, especially since he didn't have enough time today, or rather, if he really wanted to build a golden house, one or two days wouldn't be enough.

He needs more time to prepare.

So he had no choice but to go to the blacksmith's shop first to deliver the gifts for the twelfth lunar month. The blacksmiths hadn't seen him for a long time, and they were overjoyed to see him.

Qian Jin readily promised them that he would find someone to drive them back to the city when he had time in a few days.

In the twelfth lunar month of the year before last and last year, he arranged for the blacksmiths to bring their families into the city.

All of this was in preparation for building the golden house.

That very evening upon returning to Haibin City, Qian Jin began making phone calls to inquire about the matter, and soon received a reply from Wang Dong, the director of the No. 6 State-owned Cotton Mill.

Wang Dong has a classmate who is now a leader in the Municipal Education Bureau, so he has a general understanding of the current policies for running schools.

So Qian Jin made an urgent invitation, and the two agreed to have dinner together the following evening.

Qian Jin hosted the dinner, which was once again at the state-run No. 2 Restaurant.

He originally thought that since there were only three people, they could just have a meal together in the lobby.

After all, he was just inquiring about school policies; it wasn't anything shameful.

As a result, just as he arrived at the restaurant early and brewed some Da Hong Pao tea, a whole bunch of people suddenly showed up...

To be precise, there were six people!

Qian Jin was stunned.

If it weren't for Wang Dong leading the way, he would have asked these people if they had come to the wrong place, because they surrounded Qian Jin and immediately offered to shake his hand.

Wang Dong winked at him and introduced, "This is Comrade Jin Youxing, the director of the city's education bureau, and this is Comrade Lü Damao, the deputy director..."

"This last one is Comrade Zhang Mingyuan, who served as the head of the General Education Section!"

Five leaders arrived, with Comrade Zhang Mingyuan holding the lowest rank.

Qian Jin blinked and quickly invited everyone to sit down, while he hurriedly went to book a private room.

Wang Dong accompanied them.

Now that they are comrades-in-arms who fought together, they can say whatever they want.

Qian Jin complained on the spot: "You should have said so earlier that so many leaders were coming. I could have booked a private room. Now look how awkward it is, with a group of us sitting around a small four-person table."

Wang Dong also complained, "I only found out about so many people were coming half an hour ago."

"After work, I rode my bike to meet my classmate, only to find out that their big boss was coming..."

"What are you doing here?" Qian Jin asked, puzzled. "You're not here to see me, are you?"

Wang Dong immediately clapped his hands: "Hey, you guessed right! They really did come here to see you!"

"Do I have that much influence?" Qian Jin said with a self-deprecating laugh.

Wang Dong said in a low voice, "Are you blinded by your own involvement or just being modest? Haven't you heard the news lately? According to national requirements, the city seems to be setting up some new unit. I heard that the city leaders recommended you to the province to take the lead."

Qian Jin was taken aback: "I really haven't heard of this."

Wang Dong clicked his tongue: "Actually, I don't have any definite information either, because this matter is still a bit of a rumor. I just don't know where a few words came from."

"But I'm thinking, there must be some truth to these baseless rumors, right?"

Qian Jin shook his head.

He was a rising star in the city, but his connections couldn't compare to those of someone like Wang Dong, who had been a senior leader for several years.

Therefore, he has no advantage in terms of information.

But he has face to save.

When Guan Dabao learned that he urgently needed a private room to entertain the main leaders in the education sector, he was immediately delighted: "Great, brother, you're getting more and more successful now, you can even get the main leaders in the education sector to come out."

"Okay, you need a private room, right? Seven people in total? I can arrange a ten-person private room for you, is that alright?"

Qian Jin gripped his hand tightly: "Brother, thank you so much. I brought you some things this time."

He winked at Guan Dabao: "Those things from India are very effective."

Guan Dabao's chubby face contorted into a lewd expression.

With the convenience of the online mall, you can use gifts to pave the way for whatever you want to do.

Not only did he bring a gift for Guan Dabao, but he also brought a gift for Zhang Mingyuan. However, since five people had come, it wouldn't be enough for him to only prepare one gift. So, he asked Wang Dong to help greet them first.
"Just tell them I'm still coordinating the private rooms with the restaurant, and I need to go home to get some things."

Wang Dong readily agreed, "Okay, leave it to me."

These days, many leaders come from humble backgrounds, before social class barriers have emerged. They are not as pretentious and are much easier to serve than in the 21st century.

Qian Jin didn't go home. He went into the private room, locked the door, took out the gold box from the nesting doll, and rushed to the mall to buy four more gifts.

The gift was simple.

Snacks, candies, alcohol, tea—these are all the things we need.

One big gift bag for each person.

Putting everything else aside, the gift package is absolutely stylish. These items themselves aren't very valuable, but they're perfect for gifting these days.

Very impressive!

Qian Jin prepared the gifts, nested them like a nested doll, and put away the gold box. He sat down to rest for a while before opening the door and smiling as he went to the lobby: "Distinguished leaders and brothers, we've finally managed to arrange a private room. Shall we go in and sit down?"

Director Jin Youxing was quite polite, patting his arm and saying, "We came suddenly without giving you any advance notice, which has caused you trouble, Director Qian."

Qian Jin quickly said, "Hey, Brother Jin, what you're saying makes me feel so awkward."

"I didn't expect to be able to invite any great masters, so my preparations were inadequate. Your arrival has given me such a pleasant surprise."

He then winked at the leaders, saying, "I just got some things from home through a friend. It's nothing, just some snacks for your kids. I hope you gentlemen won't be too polite."

At this time, gift-giving was very popular.

The leaders smiled with satisfaction.

Upon entering the private room and seeing the stylish and fashionable gift bag, they smiled with even greater satisfaction.

Row.

You're a good guy!

Why did they want to get in touch with Qian Jin?

First, Qian Jin is rising rapidly and gaining a great reputation, especially for his brilliant performance in assisting the fertilizer plant in its fight against the Japanese invaders, which has made him famous.

Secondly, Qian Jin was at the forefront of contacting foreign information and goods, and it was through him that imported foreign products could be obtained.

With the firm implementation of the reform and opening-up policy, more and more Chinese people have begun to admire foreign things and fawn over foreigners.

This is especially true for leaders.

Because they have access to more information from overseas and are more aware of the advanced productivity of developed countries.

As the food and drinks were served, the conversation began with the clash between the fertilizer plant and Chuanqi Heavy Industry.

Knowing the leaders' burning passion for gossip, Zhang Mingyuan was the first to ask, "Director Qian, what exactly happened in that battle you led against the Japanese?"

"I tried to get information from my old classmate, but he's very tight-lipped and wouldn't say a word no matter what..."

Wang Dong felt wronged: "Old Zhang, you're telling me to just sit back and watch the show. The higher-ups told me that since the details of the trade case are unclear, no one else is allowed to say anything."

Lü Damao laughed and said, "Then how about we stop talking? We can't cause trouble for Director Qian."

Qian Jin said, "It's alright, I'm not an outsider, right? Haha."

He laughed, and the others laughed too.

Qian Jin patted Wang Dong's knee next to him and explained, "Before, it was because it involved the compensation issue of Chuanqi Heavy Industry, so before everything was settled, the leaders didn't want to make a big fuss and affect the overall compensation situation."

"It should be fine now. Those Japanese are stubborn; they don't intend to pay compensation according to the contract. My information is that the American legal team has already sued them in the International Court of Justice..."

Cause and effect are deduced in reverse.

From here, Qian Jin will recount in detail how he learned about the trap set by Chuanqi Heavy Industry, how he investigated the evidence, how he colluded with Yang Dagang to set the trap, how he hired relevant experts from abroad, and how he signed a contract with the Japanese.

These days, whether you're an ordinary citizen or an official, you have very little access to foreign information.

Trade wars and economic wars are too far removed from their lives, especially from the intellectuals in the education bureau.

Qian Jin's narration captivated them; Director Jin Youxing was a traditional scholar and a local writer.

Upon hearing this, he immediately expressed his intention to use it as a model to create a novel and submit it for publication.

The literature industry is the fastest recovering sector since the reform and opening up.

We are now in an era of poets emerging in abundance and writers gathering in large numbers.

As the last plate of fish was served, Wang Dong steered the conversation back to the main topic: "Director Qian, you said you wanted to inquire about the policies for opening a technical training school? What's going on?"

The others looked at him with concern.

Qian Jin quickly got straight to the point and told them about the situation in Xiping Production Brigade and Hongxing Liujia Production Team:
“This is the situation in these underdeveloped areas. I took the lead in helping them develop. The Liu family in Hongxing raises chickens, and the Xiping production team grows vegetables in greenhouses. Both of these industries require technology.”

“We all know the situation of the people. The region is backward and the level of education is low. To cultivate talents in the two production teams, it is not enough to just send a few books and hold a few training sessions. That’s just a drop in the ocean.” “Yes, buying a few books for them from Xinhua Bookstore will not solve the fundamental problem of the lack of technical talents in rural areas,” Zhang Mingyuan chimed in.

Qian Jin said, "So I thought, could our 'Taishan Road Labor Commando Team' take the lead, and then unite several production teams and small factories in the street that have needs, to set up a real technical school that teaches real skills?"

Zhang Mingyuan pushed up his glasses and looked at Jin Youxing with a troubled expression.

The leaders' brows furrowed in worry.

Lu Damao pondered for a moment and then laughed: "Director Qian, you really have ideas, and you're quite bold."

He lowered his voice and said, "Everyone here works within the system, and we're all friends. I won't be mysterious or use bureaucratic language; let's get down to business."

"What time is it now? Although the conference has been held and the emphasis has been on developing the economy, education is still under the unified management of the state."

"Privately run schools? Collectively run schools? This has never been allowed before. There are no official documents from above mentioning it. Who would dare to mess with it? They could be in deep trouble!"

Qian Jin was mentally prepared and had done his research.

So he calmly said, "Brother Lü, don't rush to block the door. I've studied the recent mental state."

"Since the reform and opening up, the country has emphasized that 'science and technology are the primary productive forces' and that we must 'respect knowledge and respect talent.' What is the most lacking element in rural reform and the development of township enterprises? Isn't it talent with practical skills?"

"The country is currently in dire need of reconstruction, and there are only so many formal technical schools and vocational secondary schools, with limited places available. This is a case of 'distant water cannot quench immediate thirst'!"

"What we're doing is a supplement to formal education; it's adult education and vocational education, similar to the literacy classes that could be run in communes and even production brigades in the past. It's free and not for profit; it's an exploration of how to help farmers develop!"

Upon hearing this, Kim Yoo-haeng exclaimed in admiration, "Wow, so you don't charge any fees? That's amazing!"

Qian Jin nodded: "Yes, we don't charge any fees. It's just like a literacy class, or rather, what we run is a literacy class."

"However, this time we are not eliminating illiteracy, but eliminating scientific illiteracy. We are specifically targeting current commune members, workers, or educated youth who have returned to their hometowns to conduct a short-term training program to teach them urgently needed and immediately applicable skills."

"For example, aquaculture, agricultural machinery repair, basic electrical work, and food processing—aren't these training talents for the 'Four Modernizations'? Aren't they responding to the central government's call to 'revitalize the economy'?"

His statement was clearly the result of careful consideration.

Instead of saying he wanted to open a "technical training school," Qian Jin used the analogy of a "literacy class."

Furthermore, he cleverly positioned it within the framework of "adult vocational education" and "serving economic development," avoiding the sensitive term "private education" and emphasizing its "supplementary" and "practical" nature.

Of course, the most important thing is universality and non-profitability.

Zhang Mingyuan pondered, his fingers unconsciously tapping the greasy tabletop: "What you said makes some sense. The ministry did mention 'multiple forms of education' and 'broadening the channels for education' at a recent meeting, especially the development of employee education and farmer education."

"But the specific operational details haven't been released yet. Your 'technical training' does seem to be somewhat similar to 'farmer technical education'..."

Jin Youxing nodded in agreement: "Brother Qian is doing a great thing by helping farmers and educated youth to become literate, allowing them to access science and accumulate knowledge. It benefits the present and will last for generations."

Seeing that the leaders were softening their stance, Qian Jin immediately pressed his advantage: "Yes, it's about eliminating scientific illiteracy, providing technical education for farmers, or what we call 'skills training for township enterprise employees'."

“We don’t issue diplomas; we’re not qualified to do that. We just impart scientific knowledge and train people in scientific skills. If they succeed in the training, we’ll at most issue them a training certificate to prove that they have mastered a certain skill.”

"Leaders, we'll find a way to solve the problem of the venue ourselves, and we'll also find a way to solve the problem of the teaching staff ourselves..."

“We in the education sector can help with this,” Jin Youxing said with great interest. “We can help you hire retired master craftsmen, technicians, or experienced teachers to work part-time.”

"But as for funding, as you said, the country is currently rebuilding from scratch, and even the wealthy don't have surplus grain..."

Qian Jin waved his hand: "Our Taishan Road Labor Commando Team is a frontline organization that serves the people. We will solve our own funding for running the school!"

"We could also charge a reasonable tuition fee, or have the organization that sends the trainees pay for it?" Wang Dong asked tentatively.

Everyone looked at him, and he quickly clapped his hands and laughed, "I'm just throwing out a brick to start the discussion, to provide some ideas for everyone."

Qian Jin waved his hand: "If you start charging a fee, the nature of the business changes."

“What we’re running isn’t really a school; it’s more like a training institution, a skills training institution.”

"To reiterate, we have never sought profit; we serve the people wholeheartedly!"

"We not only serve the masses who need knowledge and culture to change their destiny, but also the retired teachers, technicians, and experts that Brother Jin just mentioned. We pay them salaries!"

"Wow, so you're purely training talent for the country?" Lü Damao said in shock, "Where did you get this money?"

Qian Jin said, "Our small collective enterprise on Taishan Road is doing well, and we can apply to the higher authorities for a sum of profit funds to run the school."

"More than a year has passed since the reform and opening up, and as far as I know, the country is going to allow individual businesses to operate."

"As long as there are individual business owners, there will be merchants. I will go begging for donations to help skills training institutions!"

Upon hearing this, Jin Youxing nodded: "I understand. Brother Qian, you are exploring a new way to quickly cultivate practical talents for the grassroots and the front line of production!"

"Old Lu, you're in charge of this area. In terms of policy, could you point them in the right direction? Or tell them which level they need to report to?"

Lü Damao was impressed by Qian Jin's persistence and clear thinking.

He sipped his tea slowly and pondered for a long time before finally saying, "Here's what we'll do, Brother Qian. Go back and write a detailed report, clearly explaining the purpose and nature of the school—emphasizing non-academic and short-term skills training."

"If you have any ideas about training content, teacher recruitment, venue funding, or management methods, you should write them down."

Qian Jin nodded.

Zhang Mingyuan added, "Director Qian, you need to emphasize the necessity and feasibility of serving rural reform and the development of township enterprises."

Qian Jin said, "Please rest assured, leaders, I have already completed the report."

He had the idea of ​​starting a school early on, because he knew that private schools would spring up everywhere starting in the 1990s.

He wanted to start a training institution, and last night he asked Wei Xiongtu to write the report.

And he's carrying it with him now.

Qian Jin took out the report and handed it to Jin Youxing to read.

Several leaders circulated the document, and everyone offered suggestions, helping him to revise a few details.

Finally, Lü Damao pointed to Zhang Mingyuan and said, "Xiao Zhang, you put this away and have the secretary in charge of the office polish it again tomorrow. I'll help Brother Qian submit it and sound out Li Guodao, who is in charge of this work."

"Current policies encourage exploration, and as long as you don't cross the red line, there might actually be an opportunity!"

Qian Jin felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders: "That's great, brothers. Come on, let me toast you all. You've all worked so hard on this."

Whether it was the gift he prepared that made a difference, or whether the leaders saw his potential, they certainly took this matter very seriously.

Two days later, on Thursday, Lü Damao called Qian Jin and asked him to find an opportunity to visit Li Weimin, the director of the municipal government office who was in charge of agriculture and township enterprises.

Qian Jin is decisive and efficient in his work.

After get off work that day, he visited the man's home with two generous gifts.

This gift was well-chosen.

Director Li was around fifty years old and enjoyed playing chess. Qian Jin brought him a high-end chess set consisting of jade chess pieces and a sandalwood chessboard.

Director Li has many children and is already a grandfather with grandchildren, so Qian Jin brought a toy gun and a toy car for the boy and a doll for the girl, preparing a whole bag of toys.

Now that he works in the foreign trade sector, this is convenient for him.

He can confidently display any trendy items without anyone asking where they came from, because everyone knows they are foreign products.

Li Weimin lived in an old tenement building. When Qian Jin brought gifts to his door, the old man was quite unhappy:

"I thought you, Comrade Qian Jin, had saved the country from a major loss of foreign exchange and uncovered the Japanese devils' plot to harm our factory. I thought you were a comrade who walked the right path, but I never expected you to be just an ordinary person."

Qian Jin smiled and said, "I heard that Director Li's family was a prominent coastal clan with a tradition of combining farming and scholarship, so I brought some books and stationery with me."

“You say I’m going to give a gift, and I don’t deny that, but I think I’m trying to make friends with the young people in your Li family.”

He showed off the toys: "The children are living in a great era. They will probably all be able to go to university and become college students in the future. There will be plenty of children who will become teachers."

"I'm investing in advance to build good relationships with them. Who knows, once our training institution is stable, we might have to ask them to be our teachers?"

Several boys who were whittling wood with knives to make swords, their noses running, saw the toy guns and toy cars in the bag, and their eyes lit up even brighter than snot bubbles.

They came running up to claim the toys, but Li Weimin scolded them, which had no effect. They then ran to cling to Li Weimin to curry favor with him.

In the end, Li Weimin had no choice but to accept the gift.

Someone gave him money and handed him a stool.

Qian Jin sat down and, without beating around the bush, directly reported to Director Li on the predicament of rural areas such as the Hongxing Liujia Production Team and the Xiping Production Brigade, the shortage of technical personnel, and his plan to establish a technical training school, combining these with the urgent needs of current rural reforms and the development of township enterprises.

"Director Li, for rural areas to become prosperous, it's not enough to just loosen policies. We need to empower farmers. You're an expert on this, and you know better than I do. We need to equip them with the skills to get rich."

Li Weimin did not express his opinion, but he said, "Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime!"

Qian Jin nodded: "Yes, that's what I mean."

"The fishermen from the Liu family in Hongxing want to raise chickens, but they don't even understand the feed ratio. They also want to get into seafood processing, but who will repair the machines if they break down? They want to take on some processing work, but how can they do it if the workers can't even read the blueprints?"

"The Xiping Production Brigade wants to set up vegetable greenhouses. These are for producing summer and autumn vegetables in winter. You can't just rely on a tarpaulin. How to plant flowers, how to pollinate, how to manage temperature and light—these are all technical aspects."

"The college and vocational school graduates trained by the state can't go down to the most basic fishing villages and small factories. We set up this training school to solve this 'last mile' problem."

"My idea comes from the leader's training of barefoot doctors for farmers. We need to quickly train a group of 'local experts' and 'rural scholars' so that they can become the spark for rural industrial development!"

Li Weimin is a pragmatist who has a good understanding of the situation at the grassroots level.

As he listened to Qian Jin's account, he finally stopped putting on airs:

"Comrade Qian Jin, I was too harsh in what I said earlier. You are no ordinary person; you are a young man with ideas!"

"The problem you've raised is very real and acute. Rural areas lack technology, especially practical technology, which is a major bottleneck restricting development. Your idea is very bold and very targeted!"

He changed the subject, "However, the matter of running schools falls under the jurisdiction of the education department, and in terms of policy..."

Qian Jin immediately recounted his communication with the education authorities and the positioning of "adult vocational education" and "farmer technical training".

Li Weimin nodded thoughtfully: "Yes, this positioning is acceptable. Incorporating 'technical training' into the broader framework of 'serving township enterprises' and 'serving rural reform' closely aligns with political guidance and the central economic task."

“We, especially those in charge of agriculture and township enterprises, strongly support this kind of exploration.”

"As long as the education authorities agree and give it the green light in terms of policy, we can help coordinate resources and even consider making it a pilot project to support the development of township enterprises and cultivate practical technical talents in rural areas."

"I've read your report. Perhaps I can help you figure out a solution regarding your site and start-up funding."

With guidance from insiders in the Education Bureau and initial approval from the relevant government leaders, Qian Jin's vision became clearer and his resolve strengthened.

He was keen to solve the problems of finding a venue and securing start-up capital himself.

As it turned out, Director Li also wanted to do something practical for the people. He introduced Qian Jin to the former fishermen's literacy class on Kunlun Mountain Road, saying that he could help Qian Jin get approval for the land to set up a training school.

Kunlunshan Road is some distance from Taishan Road.

Qian Jin knew that it was a prime location in the old city, but with the surge of real estate development in the 21st century, that place simply couldn't be developed.

Because every inch of land is extremely valuable, and because it has been approved and designated by the government as a protected area for the preservation of cultural relics and architectural styles!

If their training institution had secured a plot of land on Kunlun Mountain Road earlier, they would have been incredibly successful!

Another villa belonging to the Qian family, which they inherited, is also located on Kunlun Mountain Road.

If the Qian family has the ability to get it back in the future, it will be very convenient for him to go to the training school again.

He was overjoyed and shook Director Li's hand, thanking him profusely.

Of course, he wasn't expressing his gratitude in his own name, but on behalf of the farmers and the educated youth who returned to the city.

After returning home, the Qian family called on Wei Xiongtu to stay up all night and carefully write another report.

The report is titled "Feasibility Report on Establishing the 'Haibin Industrial and Agricultural Practical Technology Training School' (tentative name) to Serve Rural Reform and Township Enterprise Development".

Wei Xiongtu wielded his pen with great skill, elaborating in detail in his report the background, necessity, positioning, content, model, management, and expected benefits of establishing the school.

The report highlighted the characteristics of "non-academic," "short-term," "practical skills," and "serving at the grassroots level," and proposed a preliminary affiliation plan.

It was affiliated with the Taishan Road People's Commando Team.

After the report was completed, Qian Jin personally handed it to Director Li the next day.

What followed was an anxious wait.

Li Weimin put a lot of effort into this matter.

A week later, good news arrived.

With the active promotion of education leaders and the indirect support of Li Weimin, after carefully reviewing the report and making an oral report to higher authorities, the city leaders finally gave a cautious but positive response:
Under the current new circumstances of reform and opening up and vigorous economic development, this type of short-term technical training, which is geared towards society, especially rural areas and grassroots enterprises, and focuses on imparting practical skills, is a beneficial exploration and educational supplement, and should be approved for trial implementation in principle!
However, several points must be clarified:
1. It is non-academic education, and a "training completion certificate" is issued instead of a graduation certificate.

2. Training content must be strictly limited to practical skills and must not involve ideological courses.

3. Teachers must possess the corresponding qualifications or rich practical experience.

4. No fees may be charged.

5. Management needs to be standardized, and guidance and supervision from the education department and the affiliated unit are required.

There are no problems with these requirements.

Qian Jin was overjoyed, finally obtaining the "birth certificate" he had been dreaming of.

Despite the various restrictions, he finally managed to pry open a crack in the policy door.

Everything is ready!

Next comes the process of going through the procedures. However, with the instructions from higher-ups, the process is not complicated. At most, it just involves going through a few more departments and meeting with a few more leaders.

(End of this chapter)