"Brother Chen, don't worry, when will I let you down?"

Zhang Lu held up the phone, held a cigarette in his hand, and said proudly: "The matter has been done almost. The price reform in Bohai Province must be impossible to handle. I would like to ask you about the matter in the imperial capital. We have drained the inventory of Bohai Province. You must start a relationship and withstand the pressure of Bohai Province to allocate textiles from other places. Otherwise, my brothers and others will have to lose all their money in this business!"

"What? Chen--The mayor will take action in person?"

Zhang Lu seemed to hear some amazing news, widened his eyes, and his hands holding the microphone were shattering, and nodded suddenly and said, "Yes, Brother Chen, don't worry, I must keep my mouth shut!"

"But look at Hu Wenhai, what news do you have? I am here in Bohai Province, and some news sounds like, haha, it's a bit scary..."

"I thought so before that white glove in the Magic City when he was in the Ministry of Electronics Industry. But to be honest, the attitude of Bohai Province does not seem to be as meaningful as a white glove. Can the price reform really pose a threat to Hu Wenhai?"

"Why did Hu Wenhai ask to relax the price reform? He didn't even count as a *** clerk, and insisted on wading into this muddy water!" Zhang Lu gritted his teeth, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it hard, as if he was stepping on the enemy who killed his father.

"What is related to the follow-up policy of China Railway Construction Investment?"

Zhang Lu couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, his heart was a little overturned, and he was frowning, and even said with a little tremolo in his words: "Ministry of Railways, that's the Ministry of Railways' major project this year!"

"We want to give eye drops to the Ministry of Railways, this..." Zhang Lu looked a little flinched, and then a few stern scoldings came from the phone. Although it was not in front of him, he still couldn't help but lower his head.

"Hi, Brother Chen, I don't mean that, I don't doubt you! Listen to me-"

"Okay, I won't say it anymore. Don't worry, I will definitely do this for you in Bohai Province!"

Zhang Lu hung up the phone and then exhaled the breath that had been held for a long time. He raised his hand holding the phone, tremblingly pulled out a cigarette from the cigarette box, and pressed the lighter several times before igniting the fire.

He took a deep breath of smoke, then vented a large cloud of smoke, hiding himself behind the smoke, as if this could give him a little security.

The Ministry of Railways, it was not that he had heard the news. China Railway Construction Investment can tell from its name that this is a bank established by the Ministry of Railways.

However, Zhang Lu only thought that Hu Wenhai was just a person standing on the table, and he instructed Bohai Province to rush to carry out price reform. This explained why the failure of price reform could force him back to the negotiating table. Obviously, price reform and wafer fabs were the pawns left by the figures behind him.

But he did not expect that price reform would actually be related to the follow-up policies of China Railway Construction Investment by the Ministry of Railways. He could not understand why it would affect the follow-up policies of China Railway Construction Investment.

Yes, if he can understand the circulation and recycling of money, he will not have to stay in *******, which has no real power. If China Railway Construction Investment wants to release tens of billions of dollars, it will not cause a new economic crisis, so that the market must have sufficient currency recycling capabilities. However, relying solely on the rigid state-owned supply and marketing system in the past, it is obvious that such a large amount of capital flow cannot be digested.

This is not a question of one or two billion US dollars, but the money will create at least several times, dozens of times, or even dozens of times of wealth through circulation in society. This money will be doubled once in every social link. The investment-invested enterprises, upstream and downstream enterprises, supporting enterprises, life services, infrastructure, transportation, and investments are like pulling up a piece of cloth with a corner, and the economy of the entire society will be affected.

There is no sufficiently dynamic market, and in addition to creating inflation, this money will first kill industries with low local technology, high costs, and uncompetitiveness. Finally, the economy of the investment region will become a pool of stagnant water for relying on a few large enterprises that barely survive - just like the future Northeast economy.

Therefore, if the Northeast economy is not viable, it may be difficult for the country to agree that China Railway Construction Investment Bank can develop with full force. The technologies and industries that Hu Wenhai has created will take more time to digest in China.

Price reform is only the first step to improve the vitality of Northeast China's economy, but it is obviously a crucial first step that concerns China Railway Construction Investment's future related policies.

Zhang Lu may not understand these truths, but he understands one thing: blocking the way of China Railway Construction Investment, that is blocking the way of the entire China Industrial and Commercial Bureau system. This pressure is really terrifying.

In this uneasy, he felt a kind of pain that he could not help himself as a chess piece. However, since the above said something, what could he do? As a pawn, he could only charge forward without turning back.

Of course, in his opinion, Hu Wenhai is just a pawn. What stood behind him were those who wanted to abolish the dual-track system of price.

As the old saying goes, cutting off people's wealth is like killing parents. Although Zhang Lu himself is not a traitor, who made his backer the top group among the traitors? The one who called him just now was undoubtedly the most proud of the price dual-track system. And coincidentally, his intention to resist price reform is just around the same time as the person who wanted to steal the wafer factory from the magic capital.

The backer who is backer gets his achievements in the wafer factory, while the backer continues to enjoy the benefits of the dual-track price system. It is really a matter of what everyone gets!

In the eyes of some people in the imperial capital, Hu Wenhai is just a white glove from some forces in Gongkou. As soon as the former minister of the Ministry of Electronics Industry took office, someone sent a wafer factory to the next step. Should he be so blatant? If you want to build a wafer factory, why should you put it in the magic capital? Not in my imperial capital? Everyone can try it if you have the ability to walk two laps in advance!

It can only be said that many things Mr. Hu, from common sense, are too TM and not as good as the level that human power can achieve. Naturally, if it is not the person involved, not the highest-level circle, it is easy to misunderstand him as a representative figure introduced by certain forces.

Who would have thought that this guy was a chess player disguised as a chess piece? Even the real chess player had to wipe Mr. Hu's butt repeatedly.

After all, it is impossible to see the full picture of Mr. Hu with the vision of these people. Tragedy is mostly due to information asymmetry.

"Brother Zhang!"

A dense knock on the door suddenly sounded in Zhang Lu's guest room. After hearing his response, Hongwu hurriedly pushed open the door of the room.

"Hongwu, what, what's wrong?" Zhang Lu pressed half of the cigarette in the ashtray and asked calmly.

"Is something wrong!" Hongwu was obviously a little excited, and his breathing became much faster: "Tonight's news, Bohai Province may be going to do something! Everyone is waiting downstairs. Brother Zhang, are you going to say a few words?"

Zhang Lu's performance made Hongwu a little puzzled. He was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face couldn't tell whether it was excitement or uneasy. Then he shook his head and said calmly: "I won't go down. Turn on the TV. What time is the news?"

Zhang Lu's guest room is the best suite in the military district. Unlike the room where a few people from Hongwu below, you have to go to the hall to watch TV. Click on the TV, and there is a replay of "Eighteen Years of the Enemy Camp" that I don't know how many times it will be broadcast.

"At half past six, Bohai News." Hongwu raised his hand and looked at his watch, and smiled with a smile: "There are still fifteen minutes left. I guess the first news article today is about this."

Zhang Lu kicked off the leather shoes on his feet, took two pillows and placed them on his back, and crossed his legs to watch the TV series with great enthusiasm. I don’t know if he heard Hongwu’s words.

At half past six, it was not dark yet, and the opening music of Bohai News came from the TV.

"Dear viewers and listeners, today is Monday, May 12, 1986. Today's Bohai News mainly includes that our province takes the lead in implementing a pilot project for price reform, intends to liberalize the production plan for textiles, and implement market pricing methods..."

With the clear and straightforward news from the announcer on the TV, Hongwu couldn't help but wave his fist and almost jumped up.

"That's great!" Hongwu smiled proudly, turned his head to look at Zhang Lu: "Brother Zhang, we--"

Zhang Lu didn't say much joke on his face. Although his eyes were looking at the screen, his eyes were empty and dull, and he didn't seem to see the content played on the TV in his heart.

However, the moment when Hongwu's eyes were staring at him, Zhang Lu seemed to suddenly wake up from this state and nodded, "Hongwu, tell everyone, act according to the plan! And-"

"What else? Brother Zhang?" Hongwu nodded, as if he had regarded every word from Zhang Lu as an imperial edict.

"No, it's nothing, go." Zhang Lu finally shook his head and said nothing extra.

"Oh, okay, I'll talk now!" Hongwu ran out of the guest room excitedly, thinking that Zhang Lu was under too much pressure.

Since the young master has no way back after crossing the river, why do you think so much? Zhang Lu smiled self-deprecatingly, rubbed his face, and carefully watched the specific reports of Bohai News on TV.

After a while, there seemed to be a burst of cheers coming from the hall downstairs that could almost overturn the roof.

Hongwu and a group of young people slapped the table and shouted at the waiter arrogantly: "Waiter, get me a box, no, two or three boxes of beer, and then ten bottles of Lingchuan Laojiao! Peanuts, pork heads, sauce beef, if you have any delicious food, please bring it up. Our buddies are happy today. I will take care of you and I will take all your guesthouse!"

The waiter passing by next to him wiped his hands on his apron, took out paper and pen from his pocket, and asked seriously: "Comrade, you have to order specific foods, otherwise I won't be able to place an order for you."

"Hey, Nuolan, just care about what the food is expensive. Let's not talk about this for now, let's have a drink with my brother, and give you a hundred drinks?" A young man in the crowd grabbed the waitress and smiled and took out a stack of money from his wallet: "Nuolan, do you see it? This little money is nothing. In a few days, I will buy your guesthouse without even blinking!"

The waitress who was stopped frowned slightly and took two steps to the side: "Comrade, we welcome all the guests who are not allowed to eat, and I don't care about your money either."

"Hey, what do you say about this? Don't even have such good money?" The young man bounced the banknotes in his hand and put on a charming smile: "What's the breaking rules of this guesthouse? Otherwise, you might as well quit your job. The money you earn with me is much better than you go to work. You think you don't care about money, because you haven't tasted the benefits of money. Who dares to say you don't care about it? Right, brothers?"

"Yes, money is so good! Follow my brother, you will experience the beauty of being rich!"

"Come on, beauty!"

The young man was so jealous that he opened his hand and rushed towards the waitress. However, before he could hold the person in his arms, he somehow turned around and then kicked his butt, which turned into a rolling gourd.

The waitress Nuolan looked at the people around her lightly, picked up a bottle of freshly opened white wine from the table, and drank it in a moment.

"I want me to drink with you? Well, let's drink a bottle of white wine in one sip first!"

Everyone saw that the bottle of Lingchuan Laojiao in Nuolan was carrying, which was 500ml per pound! Drink it all in one breath? Seeing that Nuolan's face did not even change, everyone couldn't help but feel shocked.

What a joke, drinking with a woman from Northeast China? I really made a mistake in the plan. Seeing Nuolan showing off his might, everyone was almost silent.

With a bang, Nuolan slapped the wine bottle on the table, wiped his mouth contemptuously, and snorted: "You don't even have the courage to fight? Are you a man? Don't pretend to be a big clove of garlic if you're fine, order food quickly!"

"Oh, let's have a pot of pork buns, beef sauce, pork head..."

Nuolan left the restaurant steadily, turned around and entered the manager's room next to him, closed the door and held his chest and couldn't help but breathe for a long time.

"Nuolan, how are you? Have you drunk? Is it okay?"

A woman stood up from behind the desk in the manager's room, smelled the smell of wine on Nuolan, and quickly poured her a cup of tea and handed it over.

Nuolan took the teacup and drank the tea in one breath. Finally, it got much better. He nodded and said, "Instructor, I'm fine. Target No. 3 just pulled me and insisted on drinking, so I had no choice but to drink some."

Yes, I drank some...

The manager who didn't know the truth nodded and breathed out: "It's fine. I can't come forward for the time being. You have to collect information outside. Don't force yourself."

"I know." Nuolan nodded and said with a lip voice: "There is something bad for these people, but they chose the Air Force guesthouse. Some people in the guesthouse gave me cover, but they couldn't find the problem at all."

"Be careful of everything." The female "manager" helped her tidy up her clothes and nodded with satisfaction.

However, the people who were recruited by the military region were just a small episode. With the release of this news from Bohai News, the entire Bohai Province almost caused a stir.

Although the price of textiles is only relaxed, not only can the cloth and clothes in the store be bought at will, but it also means that the entire production process has been relaxed.

The fabric woven in the textile factory is no longer planned to be allocated to the garment factory, and the clothing of the garment factory is no longer planned to be sold to the supply and marketing system. Similarly, the raw materials of the textile factory are no longer allocated through the plan. The entire textile system, the so-called price reform, may it be better to simply say it is a market-oriented reform, rather than just canceling the planned price.

Of course, the light industry department is happy. In this way, the pricing will be independent and you will only increase the price as much as you want. For a moment, you will naturally make a lot of money.

However, this is not a technological reform. To make the cake bigger, the factory is still the original factory, and the workers are still the original workers. Since the light industry system has taken more, people naturally take less.

Who has taken less? Obviously, the supply and marketing system is relatively in awe.

The state-owned supply and marketing system attempts to still use the past prices to get goods from the light industry system, but in the face of the sudden active private market, the price of the supply and marketing system is almost no competitive.

Without textiles, the supply and marketing system is like a broken arm. However, even the light industry system can't laugh at what happened immediately.

The supply and marketing system is impacted by self-employed individuals and small groups, but after all, there are other businesses. The energy of private capital is still small, and it is impossible to completely digest all textiles. There are still some textiles that can be provided to the supply and marketing system at a lower price.

The light industry system has not been happy for a few days. As more and more private capital enters the textile industry, the light industry system has also begun to be impacted by township enterprises, collective enterprises and tertiary industry affiliation companies. State-owned clothing factories will soon be unable to overcome private garment handicraft workshops. Then the cost of large textile factories cannot compete with township and large collective textile factories. Finally, even cotton thread and chemical fiber raw materials, large textile factories must engage in fierce competition with private capital.

After a brief boom on the market, price reform suddenly seemed to be subject to more and more resistance.

"I didn't expect that after the price reform, the problem would be so big!"

Director Zhu is in hand with statistical data provided by the Bohai Provincial Government, but in the opinion of Director Zhu, this data is something he has never seen before.

"The problem is too big, so big that it's hard to believe it." Director Zhu shook the statistics in his hand, and almost never saw his frowning so powerfully: "I have been working in economics for so many years, and I have never seen such a simple statistics."

As he spoke, Director Zhu threw the table in his hand on the table. He saw that most of the statistical reports that have been sorted out every day since the price reform were empty.

The reason why the price reform in Bohai Province is a pilot is because there has never been any experience. The statistical system designed for the planned economy is obviously unable to adapt to the chaos after the liberalization of the plan.
To be continued...