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Secretary Wang stood up, smiling, and said, "I really didn't expect you to sing so well. Your singing skills are excellent. This is the one!"

"Patriotism!" he said, looking at Liu Aiguo. "This song choice is also quite good!"

"Go record it, I'll take a look after it's finished!"

At that time, the Spring Festival Gala did not have the conditions for live broadcast, so it needed to be recorded in advance, partly to prevent problems, and partly due to technical limitations.

Liu Aiguo smiled and said, "Brother Wang, there's something else I want to tell you!"

"What's the matter?"

"Look at those two!" Liu Aiguo pointed to Lingling and Qingqing and said, "I think this song is a bit monotonous for a grown man to sing. If we add two young girls, it will have more charm. What do you think?"

This is what it means to insert one's own agenda.

Secretary Wang understands too.

However, when he turned his gaze to the two girls, his eyes suddenly widened, and he said, "Aiguo, this...this is...the old leader's..."

He didn't say the last two words.

Liu Aiguo nodded and said, "There aren't any high-ranking leaders around right now, and they're both my daughters. I'll have them rehearse with Zhang Mingmin for a bit, and then record together. Is that alright?"

"No problem!" Secretary Wang waved his hand. "It's up to you. Just have them show it to me after the recording is finished!"

Chapter 225 Bang Geng and Jia Zhangshi are out of prison!

Recording is simple; the key is rehearsing.

Zhang Mingmin is a semi-professional singer. He is excellent in all aspects of singing, so it doesn't matter and he can record right away.

But Lingling and Qingqing won't do.

These two are completely clueless and need to be taught.

Well, it took more than half a month of learning, practicing and rehearsing before we were able to take the stage and start recording.

After the recording was finished, I went back to Hong Kong with Zhang Mingmin to continue my studies.

What are you thinking!

As for the Spring Festival Gala, let's wait and see.

Once all the recordings are complete, a final post-production edit is all that's needed before it can be released.

Anyway, it wasn't a live broadcast.

The weather in Beijing is getting colder and colder!

As the north wind blew, large snowflakes began to fall from the sky without anyone noticing.

The first snow of the second half of the winter of 1985 came unexpectedly.

Liu Aiguo held a teacup in his hand, watching the snowflakes drifting down outside the office window.

His brow furrowed slightly.

It's getting colder and colder, so construction at the car factory will probably have to stop.

In the past 29 months, the construction progress of the car factory has been less than halfway complete. It will probably take another year to complete the project.

Once the factory buildings are built, the production lines still need to be set up.

After installation and testing, it will probably take another two years before the car actually rolls off the production line.

Therefore, Liu Aiguo prepared the route for two days.

The first thing was to build a car factory in Beijing.

Meanwhile, his production line in Hong Kong also began assembly.

That's right!

Although Hong Kong doesn't have that much space, the R&D center can set up the production line first. Once the factory in Beijing is built, they can all be brought over and put into operation at once.

There are also workers.

Recruit and train all kinds of workers; these jobs require sitting in the front.

"What are you thinking about?"

The fragrance of orchids wafted through the air as You Fengxia pressed herself against him from behind. Her head was draped over Liu Aiguo's shoulder, and her delicate face showed a hint of weariness: "Even you, big boss, have times when you're worried?"

Liu Aiguo smiled faintly, reached out and pushed her away from him, saying, "It's almost the New Year, and I'm worried... I'm another year older, time flies!"

It's just nonsense.

He showed no signs of aging at all: "Alright, Fengxia, you should still take care of things in the south. Don't let anything slip to my brother-in-law, or I won't let you off the hook!"

"Understood!" You Fengxia straightened her clothes, and with a click-clack of her high heels, left Liu Aiguo's office.

Liu Aiguo went downstairs, got into the car, and returned to the courtyard house.

There was no need to ride a bike in winter, so he left the old bicycle in the house.

As for his car, it was also very low-key. It was the same Toyota whose fender had been smashed by Jia Zhangshi before. Although the exterior was smashed, it was actually just a minor scratch. It was just a matter of replacing a body panel, and there was no real impact.

When I got back to the courtyard, it was bustling with activity!

Everyone gathered around, braving the flying snow to stand at the door of Old Jia's house.

Right in the middle is Zhao, the old Zhao.

His position has remained unchanged all these years.

He is still the director of Hongxing Road.

But I'll be retiring soon.

"Oh... Director Liu, you're back!" Director Zhao still looked at Liu Aiguo with great respect.

For the past ten years or so, Liu Aiguo has been his nominal superior.

At that time, he was just a minor police station chief, while Liu Aiguo was the deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee. He not only managed the steel rolling mill but also oversaw six or seven surrounding streets, so their police station naturally came under Liu Aiguo's jurisdiction.

"Hmm..." Liu Aiguo took out a bottle of Daqianmen cigarettes and tossed it around to everyone, then asked, "What's going on?"

Zhao said, "Now that Jia Geng has been released, we need to explain things to Jia Geng's family!"

"what?"

Liu Aiguo was also quite surprised: Bang Geng has been released from prison?

It's only been two years.

Um... so the sentence should have been reduced?

Liu Aiguo's gaze swept over the crowd and finally landed on the joke.

Very thin!

His face was emaciated!

His hair was a charred, yellowish-brown color, making him look like someone who had starved more than a decade ago.

That can't be right. Even prisons these days don't serve such poor food.

Liu Aiguo was stunned.

Most importantly, this guy was twenty-five or twenty-six when he went in, and he's only twenty-seven or twenty-eight now.

But he looks like a forty-year-old man.

Tut tut...

It seems he suffered a lot inside.

Banggeng didn't dare to look up, staring down at the worn holes in his shoes.

Qin Huairu held Banggeng's hand, wiping away tears: "Son... from now on, please be a good person for your mother and don't cause me any more trouble, okay?"

"Mom still has a shop, and the business can support you and your siblings. You must never do anything illegal again!"

Bang Geng remained silent with his head down.

Just then, a woman's voice called out from outside, "Where is the Jia Zhang family's house?"

Everyone's eyes turned to them immediately, and they saw several people walking into the front yard. The leader was a woman who looked to be about thirty years old, with short, neat hair. She looked very capable.

Zhao said with a smile, "Let me introduce you. This is Director Jin. After Director Wang retired, Director Jin became the director of the 393rd Road Community of Hongxing Road!"

Director Jin said, "Director Zhao, what brings you here too?"

Zhao said, "Look, Qin Huairu's son, Banggeng, was released from prison today, so I brought him over!"

"Huh?" Director Jin exclaimed, "What a coincidence!"

"This... Qin Huairu... yes, that's right?"

"So, Jia Zhangshi is also part of your family now?"

Qin Huairu nodded: "That's my mother-in-law!"

Director Jin immediately took two steps back, a look of disgust on his face: "How come both members of the same family are in jail?"

"Come on, I've brought you people. Jia Zhangshi is out of prison today too!"

Who?