One morning in mid-month... the weather was clear and fresh, the sun was shining slantingly on the ground, there were still overnight dewdrops on the branches of the sparse trees, the breeze was soft and cool, the sky was blue and clear, and it was so blue that it was so transparent. It's another sunny day.

Although it is early in the morning, at the foot of Yuntai Mountain in Lianyungang, there is a lot of dust. Thousands of workers are running there. This is the company's rule. Every morning, they must surround Yuntai Mountain. After running a lap, you can have breakfast. It's not enough if you run too slowly.

A lot of sweat flowed down the foreheads of the workers. More than 20 days after arriving here, those "disbanded civilian soldiers" who were wearing robes, mandarin jackets, and sweat towels when they first came here have already put on new clothes. Wearing a white short-sleeved pullover, black knee-length lace-up shorts, and a white sweat towel tied around the neck, this outfit is almost the standard outfit for workers of the Longhai Railway Labor Bureau.

These clothes, towels, and even the cloth and rubber shoes on their feet were shipped from Shanghai half a month ago. Tens of thousands of pieces were shipped, and the workers of the Labor Bureau gave everyone two sets.

These shirts and shorts are comfortable to wear. The workers wearing new clothes naturally don't know that the company chose this kind of clothes just because it is cheap, cheaper than autumn clothes and autumn trousers, and it was designed by the chairman himself. clothing.

White towels, white shirts, black shorts, and the scene of thousands of workers jogging in the morning have truly become a scene in Lianyungang, even with the hundreds of checkered grass houses made of bamboo poles and straw mats in the open space. The people were really sighing because these workers had a good life. They were responsible for three meals a day and were given new clothes. Even the square thatched hut was raised one foot to avoid water intrusion.

"One, two, three, four..."

Running, pulling and whistling, under the scorching sun in the early morning, after running for several miles, Wei Dongsheng was already sweating profusely and his mouth was dry, but the water in the kettle he was carrying on his side was The water has long been drunk.

"Monitor, here it is!"

Zhao Lie, who was running beside him, just gently took off the iron kettle from his waist and handed it to him. Wei Dongsheng took the kettle and took a sip as he ran.

"There are still two miles to go!"

Muttering in his heart, Wei Dongsheng looked towards the small red brick western-style building being built over there. The small western-style building was built recently, and now Lianyungang looks different every day.

On the dock, thousands of workers are repairing the dock, and hundreds of people are driving up the mountain. Yesterday, the big guys just built a small railway. The railway is from the quarry to the dock. It is a small railway for transporting stone. The locomotive is still out of sight, and it is now pointing at the horse-drawn people.

More than half an hour later, after queuing up to finish their meal, Wei Dongsheng led the class towards Area 105

This house!

From three days ago, when the first house appeared in front of him, every time he passed by that single-family house, Wei Dongsheng couldn't help but take a few more glances. (Read Kankan Novel Network)

"Squad leader, do you think we can live in this house?"

Looking at the dozens of houses on the roadside, Zhao Lie couldn't help but ask.

"Niao, this is a house built for technicians. Haven't you heard? The company recruits a group of technicians from outside. Anyway, they are the ones who drive the machines."

After spitting, Jia Wanguan's words were filled with a strong sour taste.

"Give me this shabby wooden house. I don't want it. The straw hut we live in is not that good, but this wooden house is no better than ours. Didn't you look at it when you were working? This house is just a wooden frame. Cover it with a thin layer of wood and it can be broken with a hammer."

"What kind of hammer do you need? If you pick up your fist and smash it, you might be able to smash it."

Although I said that, when I spoke, there was a sour taste in my tone. No matter what, this is my home. Even the road under my feet is a gravel road. I heard that it will be even worse when I come back.

Asphalt has been laid, and the ground in front of and behind the house has been made smooth and tidy. I heard that flowers and plants will be planted in this open space in the future.

"***, it's just like the place where the foreign devils live in the Shanghai Concession!"

Cursing secretly in his heart, Ni Mingtong couldn't help but feel jealous of those technicians.

"Brother, do you think I can become a mechanic?"

"Being a mechanic is so beautiful for you. I'm just a machine operator. What can you do? You're just a foodie!"

"That's not accurate. Didn't you read? The company hasn't been registered these days. Who can read? It's said that those who can read can go to technical school. After entering the school, as soon as they come out, they will enter the factory. It's like now.

coolie!"

"Squad leader, you will definitely be able to go to technical school by then, haven't you already studied?"

"It's all a matter of disappearing..."

Everyone murmured and walked to the construction site. A dozen carriages had already parked there. The cement poured into the trench dug yesterday to bury the pile foundation had already solidified. The cement was two feet thick.

There is a square trough in the pile foundation. Two people carry a pile foundation that is more than 6 meters long and insert the end soaked in asphalt into the trough. There are 32 foundation piles for a house. After fixing the pile foundation, the workers

They again

Start nailing the beams that have already been processed in the factory. The slots cut out by the electric saw and the nail holes made by the small drill can be used. Anyone can find the matching beam according to the number, and then nail enough to the fixed position.

of iron nails.

For anyone, they have never imagined that since when did it become so simple to build a house. This method of building houses even attracted foreigners. In their eyes, these houses are simply like children's toy building blocks.

, at least in the process of building it, it is very like building blocks.

"Building Blocks!"

Standing in a completed new house, Lin Baoren jumped a few times, but the house did not move at all. Three days ago, when the first room was built, he even specially invited dozens of strong workers to work on it.

After jumping around in the room for several hours, we finally conducted a comprehensive inspection and found that the house had not undergone any deformation.

"A house needs wood...the freight from Dalian is...faucets, wires..."

With a notebook in his hand, Lin Baoren was constantly calculating the costs. Every time he calculated the costs, he would always shake his head with dissatisfaction.

"Wood, there is no other way. I can only buy it from Dalian. It seems that the wood in Vladivostok is cheaper than the wood in Dalian. I should contact you later... um! Transportation..."

Shipping costs!

Looking at the transportation costs on the notepad, Lin Baoren frowned again. The cost of transporting those house parts by horse-drawn carriage every day was too high.

"Look at the application and lay a small narrow-gauge railway directly on the gravel road. Well, in this case, the cost can be reduced by almost 2.3%."

As the manager of the first enterprise in Lianyungang that went into operation, Lin Baoren is now responsible for the construction site, factory, and dock. Before, he visited the construction site to plan the building. In order to reduce costs, he even adopted measures according to the situation and never bulldozed the land.

Even because of a few small ditches, the planning of the community is different from the grid pattern of Lianyungang. Instead, it has winding roads and houses facing in all directions.

"Well, the cost control is very good!"

Looking at the report with satisfaction, Li Zicheng, who had already visited his first house, was very satisfied. The construction cost of a house is 32 yuan, and the land cost is 2 yuan. If the rent is three yuan a month,

, after six consecutive years of repurchase, this house was able to earn back two units with interest.

"Chairman, many parts here are produced by companies in Shanghai and Qingdao, such as nails, gussets, wires, and water pipes. If we produce these ourselves, the cost can be further reduced."

At this moment, Lin Baoren obviously forgot that his factory is now just a simple wood drying room and dozens of electric sawing machines, drilling machines, polishing machines, etc. bought from Shanghai, Qingdao, Tianjin and other places.

If it weren't for the two steam generators, even his factory wouldn't have enough power. The power ship the company bought from Qingdao German Foreign Company is still on the way. The entire Lianyungang only contains Bohe Construction's factory, company headquarters, and dock construction site.

Provide electric lighting.

"Expansion, this company must expand, but not now, 15 units a day, which is already very good. Let's wait and expand when the Bohol factory building is completed!"

Shaking his head, Li Zicheng still rejected Lin Baoren's suggestion to build 15 houses a day, which would be 5,000 houses a year. At least by the end of the year, 2,000 houses would be able to meet the company's temporary needs.

"Baoren, how many houses have been built now?"

"21 sets!"

"21, well, you strive to provide at least 200 houses before the end of the month. What I want is the kind that people can move into directly as soon as they arrive. I want to treat this house as a big gift to those who come from Dalian.

Worker!"

The workers in Dalian are about to arrive, and the trains and ships have been arranged there. They are just waiting for a word from me. As long as I send a telegram to them, maybe tomorrow, all the Japanese factories in Dalian will be paralyzed.

"Worker!"

Li Zicheng couldn't help feeling secretly happy when he thought that the tens of thousands of workers that Japanese companies had worked so hard to train for several years, all came to him overnight, and saw Lin Baoren looking puzzled.

.

"Baoren, it's up to you whether you can keep them and let them consider us their home! Do your best, my great architect!"

Pointing his hand slightly outward, Li Zicheng smiled at Lin Baoren.

"Now, you have made history!"

Isn't that right? Now that I am creating history in Lianyungang, aren't these people, these people who were originally unknown in history, also creating their own history?

This is true for everyone who comes to Lianyungang. They and they are not only creating history, but also creating the future.

"In one year, maybe two years, by then, you will see a new city here, and the people here will live in houses designed by you! Baoren, and your house will

Change this city, or even... the entire country!"

"Will...will there be such a day?"

"Believe me, that day... will be soon!"

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