Chapter 77 Poaching

Li Siming stayed at this home in Shenzhen for half a month, and it was already mid-November when he left.

Home is a gentle home, which can comfort people who are tired, and home is a shelter for the wind. It can allow the wanderer to temporarily shore and relax his tired heart. Li Siming hopes that he will never leave home, but for this hope, he has to part with Yang Yue again.

What is the most important thing in the 21st century? The answer is talent.

The 21st century was still early, but the lack of talent forced Li Siming to go to the Northeast again. This time Li Siming did not go to find a professor or a doctorate, but experienced senior technicians. In the era of 1983, where did you go to find it? Of course, it was the state-owned large factories that were looking for, especially military enterprises. There were a large number of experts in this field, and the older they were, the more valuable they were. From Li Siming's perspective, domestic education seemed to have gone the wrong way, blindly pursuing higher education, and neglected vocational education such as welding and molding, which directly led to a shortage of senior technicians in later generations. But at the same time, if you stand in a city building and throw bricks down, nine out of ten were bachelor's degrees, and the other was college degree. And those students who graduated from technical schools became popular.

The advanced nature of industrial technology is not only reflected in the fact that there are a group of highly educated intellectuals who are determined to innovate, but also technicians who turn these theories and drawings into real products. This is why Li Siming went to the military factory he had been to in Harbin. In other words, Li Siming is poaching, and this kind of work is really difficult to do and is somewhat unethical.

In Harbin in mid-November, several snowfalls have already fallen. This year's snow season came early and it was heavy. The snow on the road was crushed by cars and then frozen with ice lumps. The bus drivers' skills are really superb. They drive on this hard and slippery road surface, and the speed is quite fast. However, the worn-out tram is probably older than Li Siming.

This is China's leading heavy industrial city. Even the "third-tier construction" has not shaken the city's status in China's heavy industry. The heavy industry represented by the "three major powers" has kept the Republic's industrial machines running. Li Siming has transferred from here to the North Wilderness many times, and has also transferred from here to home for the New Year many times. In his impression, this city seems to be the same in recent years: the ice city in winter has only two colors, white and black. The white is ice and snow, and the black is the smoke and dust discharged when heating. If you stand on the tallest building in the city and look down, you will see chimneys of large and small, which is the characteristic of all cold northern cities.

Li Siming got off the train and sucked the dry and cold air, but was choked by the air containing smoke and dust. The familiar smell was very familiar, and he was sure that this was the smell of pine wood burning. In the Great Northern Wilderness, he and his comrades in the army kept warm every winter. This place is undoubtedly the closest big city to the Great Northern Wilderness, but Li Siming didn't have time to go this time.

He now has a complex emotion for the Great Northern Wilderness. He loves that land because he has given everything for it and has no regrets; he hates that land because it has brought him sadness. What if he goes there now? Returning home in glory and showing off in front of the people he knows? Or in front of the black soil, expressing his feelings about the past? Or in front of the grave of a comrade-in-arms, repent and mourning?

"I wonder if there are still people in Weidong who often go to see it?" Li Siming felt a little sad when he thought about it. People always find reasons. Li Siming felt that it was a bit far-fetched to use the reason he was very busy.

Half an hour later, Director Jiang came in a jeep. Li Siming had been riding this jeep for a long time. It seems that Director Jiang is quite thrifty and the style of hard work is still being carried forward.

"Teacher Li, I'm looking forward to you!" Director Jiang greeted him enthusiastically as soon as he met.

"I miss you very much, too." When Li Siming said this, he felt ashamed. He had never thought of others in the past few years. This time, because he had something to ask for, he came to the door. It was hypocritical!

"In the past few years, I have visited Peking University to find you a few times, but people say you are no longer at Peking University. People don't know much about it. What are you doing now?" Director Jiang recalled. It seems that he doesn't pay much attention to the news, at least the news that happened in the southernmost part of the Republic is still lagging behind. Perhaps the news about Li Siming is not worth reprinting here.

"I'm in a company in Shenzhen now." Li Siming said. Since the other party didn't know that he was making a movie, he didn't mention this matter, so as not to be surprised or ask the whole thing.

"It's such a pity. If you come to our factory, we will definitely welcome you." Director Jiang still missed this point.

"So, if I don't join your factory, Director Jiang won't welcome me?" Li Siming said with a smile.

"How can that be? The ancients had an allusion to welcome guests with their backs. When I went out, I saw that it was quite cold that day, so I was wearing it tightly." Director Jiang joked, pointing to the military boots on his feet and said, "See, these boots are wearing very tightly."

Li Siming found that he was obviously old, his hair was already gray and his back was a little hunched, but the sound was still so cheerful.

"Director Jiang, I'm here this time..." Along the way, Li Siming wanted to politely explain his purpose, but this opportunity was rare.

Director Jiang was very talkative, basically he said that Li Siming listened. Director Jiang is very proud now. After the Cultural Revolution, their factory had the most complete staff, and a new generation of young workers also grew up. It happened that the national military industry enterprises were adjusted and the Southern Xinjiang War was later, so it received a large amount of national investment and personnel supplements, and technical transformation and expansion of production. Among them, the "design" pattern of light weapons left by Li Siming played a great role. The certain type of gun family they produced had been designated as standard equipment.

However, if Director Jiang knew that Li Siming was here to poach, he would probably not think so.

The jeep drove eastward towards Erlong Mountain. The field was so wide. In the thick snowfield, there were a few birch trees standing alone, as tall as sentinels. On both sides of the road were rows of willows and poplars. However, in this season, except for the cedars, they were green, and there was no trace of green in this ice and snow world. Li Siming looked at the snowy and snowy outside the car window and couldn't help but tighten his cotton coat. He thought to himself, let's talk about it when he arrived at the destination. If the factory director was annoyed and left himself in this wilderness, although he had learned to survive in the wilderness, the fun was not an outing.

"Drink, if you have deep feelings, you will have a sip!" In the staff canteen, Director Jiang arranged a good meal. Li Siming, who accompanied him, knew him. He had heard his lectures back then, but now he has become a backbone.

Li Siming hasn't poured white wine into his stomach like this for a long time. Li Siming looked at the liquor trademark, which was very good on the "Beida Cang" brand. There were too many people accompanying him, so he still didn't have the chance to say it out.

"You mean you are here not to give a lecture, but to recruit people?" After visiting the factory in the afternoon, Li Siming finally had the opportunity to come out with his purpose. Director Jiang opened his eyes wide, as if he had seen a foreigner.

"Director Jiang, let's discuss..." Li Siming lowered his eyebrows and looked pleased. Director Jiang's face made him frightened.

"There is nothing to discuss. Isn't this... not... digging out a socialist corner?" Director Jiang interrupted his pleading attempt and was excited and even stuttered.

Li Siming was a little discouraged when he was digging for the socialist corner. This word was used well and very appropriately.

"Then I will take a step back and just recruit retired employees like you. Our company will pay a lot of money. What do you think?" Li Siming didn't want to anger Director Jiang, otherwise he would be kicked out of the house without saying that he would not be told.

"This is not OK. Although retired employees use their spare time to make use of their remaining energy, there will be no loss to our factory. But how much is the price you pay? Can you guarantee that it will not affect our current employees?" Director Jiang was very considerate. Now it is different from before. The country calls for revitalizing the economy. Although those self-employed businesses are still discredited, they are jealous of their real money. If Li Siming paid too high, it will inevitably not allow the current employees to have ideas.

However, these situations were still as Li Siming expected. He was mentally prepared and he did not want to affect the normal production of military factories. If this affects it, it would really become a corner of socialism. He was also a military industry in his previous life, so he would not do this. Needless to say, Director Jiang, even his father-in-law would not let him eat good fruits.

Li Siming decided to use his trump card.

"What is this?" Director Jiang looked at the stack of manuscript paper taken out of his bag and asked in confusion. He also realized that his reaction just now was a bit too much. Li Siming had at least made great contributions to their factory.

"Look at it. It's what your factory needs." Li Siming said affirmatively. This is the design drawing and detailed expression of a certain type of gun tribe, and it is the famous Jiuwu Gun tribe in later generations.

Li Siming was a military engineer in his previous life, but he was good at electronic equipment, such as radar, communication and electronic countermeasures. These lightweight devices are not his specialty, but because he has seen, used, or compared, he can completely deconstruct it in professional terms. This is the use of ideology.

Director Jiang couldn't put it down since he first glanced at him. He had to pay the price for asking for help. Although face was important, if he could give the other party some benefits, he would get twice the result with half the effort. Li Siming grasped Director Jiang's psychology and impressed him with what he and his factory needed the most. This was much more beautiful than any words.

Li Siming had already smoked two cigarettes in a row, but Director Jiang was still watching. Li Siming doubted whether he had used these two cigarettes to keep everything on the manuscript in his mind, and then patted his butt and left?

"Director Jiang, I'll give you an hour, and you can't remember what's written on it by memory." Li Siming had to interrupt his concentration, "If that were the case, everyone would become an encyclopedia."

Director Jiang finally raised his head. At this time, he was already smiling.

"Well, the small-caliber, the first model in China?" Director Jiang sighed.

"If I guess correctly, there are no similar ones at the moment, and your factory will be the first to manufacture them. Foreign countries have already started to install small calibers." Li Siming said with a smile, "How about it, think about it, I only need retired employees, can you recommend me?"

"This is for our factory. I haven't seen it in other factories, right?" Director Jiang held the manuscript in his hand tightly, for fear that Li Siming would take it back.

"How can we do it? We are old friends, who will we give to you if we don't give it to you?" Li Siming said with a smile.

"If you were more happy, it would be much easier to take it out earlier." Director Jiang made a 180-degree change, "What treatment? It's not OK to be too little!"

"According to the title, the minimum monthly fee is 500 yuan, and another 10,000 yuan is given. You can rent a big house in Shenzhen and take your wife with you. Isn't that just right? If you are a dual-employee, it would be better!" Li Siming regretted that if he had taken it out early, don't worry about it, which made him thrilled just now. Rice and flour from 30 years ago were generally priced at 0.17 yuan, and the current price is

Food is the most important thing for people. To evaluate whether the people’s money is enough to spend, it depends on the price level of food and wages. Some people have studied that in the early 1980s, flour and rice were about 0.17 yuan. The average price of vegetables was 5 cents per pound. The price of meat, taking pork as an example, is about 0.82 yuan. Even so, people cannot "have no meat". Aquatic products, taking fish as an example, have an average of 0.20 yuan per pound, and the increase in 30 years is greater than 25 times. If high-end aquatic products such as sea cucumbers, sea urchins, abalone, shrimp, crabs, etc. are referenced, their prices have increased by at least 75 times in more than 20 years.

Secondly, let’s talk about wearing it. In the early 1980s, the problem could be solved by less than 20 yuan. Basically, wearing a piece of clothing for seven or eight years is not new. Even if it is not "sewn for another three years", it is normal for brothers and sisters to wear it for a few years. The problem of food and clothing is still a big problem. Only by solving this problem can we talk about nutrition and beauty.

You may also say that in the 1980s, housing was allocated by the state, which saved a lot of money. But what proportion of people who actually got houses? What is the per capita housing area that was distributed? The story of "Poverty Zhang Damin" is not a fabrication. There are still 20 million unemployed young people in the country, and a considerable number of them are Li Siming's educated youth friends who cannot find a job, desperately squeezing into the factory. To some extent, this is also an important reason for the rapid development of individual and private economy later.

Expand employment channels. To some extent, those institutions and factories with bloated personnel and inefficient personnel cannot be expanded repeatedly and allowed to support the country. When the reform deepens, these people naturally become the "laid-off" part of the people. Just as they were growing up and caught up with three years of natural disasters, but they were going to school but "going to the countryside". They finally returned to the city to work, and their children had to pay tuition to go to school, but they were laid off, which made them catch up.

The treatment given by Li Siming is really good, which is still the lowest. For some people who are professionally "masters" level, he will not be stingy. For Li Siming, if he can recruit one person, he will make a profit, and if he can get ten, he will make a big profit. Of course, he will not only recruit him. As a "boss", he will absorb all the surplus value of these "masters" and make them feel willing. For example, some welfare measures such as medical expenses reimbursement, annual leave system, public tourism, etc. are much more flexible and richer than state-owned enterprises, although these have not been concretized and institutionalized.

"So many. I want to go." Director Jiang was shocked.

"If you are willing, our company is willing to pay ten times the salary." Li Siming said half seriously. It would be worth it if Director Jiang was willing to join. But this was just a matter of saying that Director Jiang would not leave the military factory he had fought for all his life.

"I'm quite valuable. If I get fired by my leader one day, I'll go to your place to make a living." Director Jiang joked. The manuscript had been stuffed into his coat pocket, and it was bulging.
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