Chapter Thirty-Two: If I keep plucking like this, I’m afraid I'll pluck the Feng Army bald!
“Damn! My old man is awesome!”
Zhang Xue Ming leaped free from Yu Feng Zhi, excitedly stepping out of the camp.
“Where are the laborers? Don’t they have dormitories yet?”
“That... let them move into the barracks for now!”
In the entire city of Daqing, besides the various factories, employee dormitories were also under construction!
Zhang Xue Ming was using the standardized apartment building style of the 1960s and 70s nationwide.
Actually, he wanted to directly build 7-story "Corn Xiaofu Buildings", but unfortunately, high-rise construction was more difficult, requiring large amounts of steel and concrete!
This era was not like the later years!
In the later years, Xia Guo’s annual steel production was more than the combined total of all other countries in the world, and they didn’t care about wasting a little steel and concrete.
But now, he only had 500,000 tons of steel gifted by the system, and every bit was precious. It was better to build more weapons and tanks than to build houses.
So, he settled for the next best thing!
He built all 4-story apartment buildings.
This type of building was also provided by the Soviet experts at the time.
There were 12 families per floor, divided into one bedroom and one living room, with three families sharing one kitchen and one bathroom.
In this way, a 4-story apartment building could accommodate 48 families, with a population of 120-160 people.
It could be said to be very compact housing.
However, compared to older buildings, this type of housing has an advantage.
That is, there is tap water in each apartment and collective heating.
In the Republic of China, every winter, many poor families would freeze to death in the cold!
For impoverished people who couldn’t even afford food, having a warm house, drinking hot water, and working in a factory!
It was simply paradise.
Now.
Zhang Xue Ming was having the engineering team build three large residential communities.
Each community has 40 standard apartment buildings!
2 large bathhouses (male and female separate)!
1 community activity center (with a basketball court, ping pong tables, various exercise equipment: Of course, basketball and ping pong were not yet in production, so this place was mostly used by factory workers to air out their bedding.)
and 1 activity auditorium (for performing arts, singing, listening to music, holiday performances)
In this way, a community could accommodate 5000-7000 people.
In the old days!
One community was considered a large courtyard.
The residents were basically all employees of the same factory.
The naming was also simple: "Thermal Power Plant First Dormitory", "Hydropower Plant First Dormitory", "Cement Plant First Dormitory"
After the construction of other factories is completed later.
The corresponding "Arsenal Dormitory", "Tank Factory Dormitory", "Chemical Plant Dormitory" will probably also need to be built.
.......
“General, it’s over there.”
Ma Mao Xun led Zhang Xue Ming to the front of the camp, where he saw teams of laborers marching from afar.
As the saying goes, outsiders look at the excitement, insiders look at the details.
Looking at the neat lines of laborers in front of him.
Zhang Xue Ming couldn’t help but frown.
“Who brought this team over here!”
Laborers were ordinary people who were temporarily recruited, they had no military training, and were temporarily assembled into an army, so if they marched in the ordinary way, they would be slow and disorganized.
But the laborers in front of him were actually marching in neat formation, and they had walked such a long distance without any disorder.
The person leading them must be extraordinary.
Sure enough!
Hearing Zhang Xue Ming’s question.
Ma Mao Xun immediately said, “The person in charge seems to be named Wang Yong Jiang, I heard he was a teacher at the Liaoyang Police Academy, and during General’s expansion of the army a while ago, he volunteered to be a consultant in the Logistics Department!”
Damn!
The “moneybag” of the Feng Army, Wang Yong Jiang!
It was exactly what he was thinking.
He had just said that he didn’t have any internal affairs personnel.
His father actually sent Wang Yong Jiang over!
Get him!
He must get him!
“Go! Bring Wang Yong Jiang to me!”
“Yes!”
Having received the order, Zhang Mao Xun mounted his horse and rushed towards the laborer team.
Zhang Xue Ming, on the other hand, grinned.
His sixth brother’s wives, both the elder sister-in-law and the second wife, were all taken by him beforehand.
Now, he was going to snatch his father’s “moneybag” too!
嘶—
“If I keep plucking like this, I’m afraid I’ll pluck the Feng Army bald!”
Just as Zhang Xue Ming was lamenting, he saw two horsemen galloping back, the one in front was naturally Zhang Mao Xun who he had just sent out!
As for the one in the back!
He was seven feet tall, with a round face, a mustache, and a protruding belly!
He was wearing a black satin cotton jacket.
He didn’t look like a soldier at all!
He looked more like a wealthy businessman from Northeast China.
In the later years, Wang Yong Jiang could almost be considered the founder of Xia’s northeast industrial base.
He served as the head of the Fengtian Bank and the first president of Northeast University!
He was also in charge of investment attraction projects for the entire northeast Feng Army.
When the old general just took over Fengtian, the Feng Army’s finances were in dire straits, with an annual deficit of 2-3 million yuan!
Since he attracted investment and stabilized the finances.
The Feng Army’s financial income quickly turned around!
The following year, it was ranked among the top warlords!
It’s no exaggeration to call him a genius.
Moreover, the most amazing thing is!
After serving under Zhang Zuolin for several years, Wang Yong Jiang could not bear the warlords’ fighting, leading to the suffering of the people!
He actually stepped down in the midst of the chaos, citing illness and retiring to the countryside.
Just like Fan Li of the Warring States period, who helped King Goujian of Yue to become a hegemon and then retired in glory, taking Xi Shi to live in seclusion in the mountains.
Such a great talent.
Since he has encountered him.
He must not let him go again.
Zhang Xue Ming smiled and walked forward, grabbing Wang Yong Jiang’s horse rein.
“Mr. Wang, it’s been a long journey, I’ve already asked my wife to prepare a feast to welcome you and show you our hospitality!”
He then pulled the reins and walked towards the camp.
At this moment, Wang Yong Jiang, on horseback, felt his scalp about to explode.
Damn!
What’s going on?
This is the first time he came to Daqing.
Why is the Feng Army’s young general..... personally holding his horse?
He hastily jumped off his horse, feeling overwhelmed and said, “My subordinate dare not, my subordinate dare not, how can the young general hold my horse!”
Zhang Xue Ming, however, said, “Mr. Wang is a great talent, I’ve heard of your reputation in Fengtian City, and I’ve always wanted to have a close chat with you, but I haven’t had the chance.”
“Now that you are here, we can have a heart-to-heart talk?”
Zhang Xue Ming turned to look at the side.
“Ma Mao Xun, send a platoon of men back to Fengtian, and invite Mr. Wang’s family to come to Daqing as our guests!”
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Wang Yong Jiang was completely dumbfounded.
Oh my God, what happened.
How could he, right after they met,
Even bring my family along?
Young general!
Don’t punish the family for the father’s sins!