"Why don't you ask two model workers to tell us about it?"
After listening to Wang Ai's detailed account of his troubles, Lao Feng pondered for a long time and gave an idea.Wang Ai thought about it, glanced at Lao Gao again, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "You know, this year's model worker......
It's not that there are many fakes, but the selection criteria are no longer from the front line as in the past, and there are small, very bitter, and very simple stories.What is the point if we bring in a group chairman?
”Lao Feng pointed at Wang Ai and shook his head and smiled without speaking, Lao Liu didn't have so many scruples: "Don't say what you say casually." ”Wang Ai nodded obediently, without quibbling.is about to officially join the party, you have to pay attention to what you say, he is also a big star, he was just a star in the past, he can say anything, but he won't be able to do it in the future.Thinking of this, Wang Ai was distracted again, is it better to be a secret party member?
Or at least be a low-key party member who doesn't go public?
Otherwise, in the five major leagues in the future, it will be easy for people to grab.Even Tübingen fans have a deep prejudice against communism, and Dietfort's group of rural talents doesn't care so much."
Eh, how did we forget about those migrant workers?
They are all from other places, and their families must be very poor, so why not find someone from them?
”Lao Liu suddenly opened his mouth and interrupted Wang Ai's thinking.At two o'clock in the afternoon, the National Olympic Games returned to the Bird's Nest again according to the plan, and at the hottest time, everyone sat in the shadow of the stadium stands, which should have been explained by Lao Gao, but today was special, and two people were invited from those construction workers in the morning, one was a middle-aged man, and the other was an 18-year-old youth.The story of the two is very simple, the middle-aged man is from Baoding, Hebei Province, and has been working as a construction worker in Beijing for many years.He is the eldest in the family, and his wife works at home farming, taking care of children and serving the elderly, earning too little, so he is outside all year round, and he can only go home once a year during the Spring Festival.This one also laughed at himself and said that he and his mother-in-law were the stars descending to earth, and asked him what the stars were, and his answer was the Cowherd and Vega.The story of this 18-year-old young man is a little simpler, a native of Chaoyang, Liaoning, after graduating from junior high school, he ran out with his fellow villagers to work, at home he is Lao Gada, there is a brother and a sister above, when he comes out of the house, the old lady is reluctant to cry, but there is no way, the few acres of mountainous land at home, not to mention the drought, the bud can grow a person tall, and it is full of big insects, not to come out.Fortunately, the two of them work in Beijing, their income is good, and their wages are basically guaranteed, especially three years ago, after ***** personally asked for wages for migrant workers, at least these migrant workers in the capital are rarely repaid.In recent years, rural cooperative medical care and pension insurance have also been gradually opened, and they have also made a head.For example, this middle-aged man said that in two years, he would buy a bungalow in the suburbs of Beijing and bring his wife, wife, and children to him.This young man has similar intentions, after all, Beijing is becoming more and more modern, and the population needs more and more.Wang Ai also thought about it privately, now that Beijing's population is close to 15 million, it is still 6 million short of "unbearable", and it is still too late to become a Beijinger.When Beijing's population exceeds 20 million, it will really not work, and it will begin to limit and divert traffic.To a certain extent, the emergence of "Xiong'an" was also born for this.After the story of the two was finished, Wang Ai shook hands with them and sent the two away, and when they came back, they saw that everyone was a little depressed.The stories of middle-aged people can touch them, but they do not touch the 18 or 9-year-old Olympic team members, on the contrary, the story of the rural youth in Chaoyang, Liaoning Province has touched them deeply.is also 18 or 9 years old, some people have to wear thick overalls under the scorching sun to earn a lot of wages, but also to remember the old lady at home, calculate the money for the old lady to provide for the old lady and see a doctor; But what about them?
Eating high-end food, drinking high-end drinks, wearing expensive equipment, and playing freely on the green field.The most beautiful night of the day for that young man has become the most impatient time for some internationals.Some people are like weeds that are left uncared for and grow tenaciously, while others enjoy meticulous care but wander their youth."
Let's train."
Lao Gao gave the order succinctly, and everyone stood up in silence and walked to the green field.In the evening, Wang Ai invited everyone to his home to hold a barbecue party.There was enough thinking in the afternoon, Wang Ai didn't want to make everyone bitter and hateful, Wang Ai only hoped to touch the soft part of their hearts through the stories of their peers, and realize their mission and responsibility from the subtleties.Unexpectedly, everyone came with ingredients that night, which surprised Wang Ai.As soon as he asked, Zhao Xuri scratched his face apologetically: "Always let the boss spend money, I'm sorry, we also make money, and we earn so much more than others, so everyone will get together as soon as they are combined." ”Wang Ai nodded, and could truly realize that he earned more than many hard-working people; can truly realize that you can't always eat the boss, and you should also shoulder your own responsibility.Isn't that a kind of enlightenment?
Tonight, Lao Gao and they didn't come, even Xu Qinglian and Constance were not there, only the 30 or so people of the National Olympic Games, everyone worked together, lit a fire and barbecued, and chatted while eating.After all, there is still a daytime story that transitions to everyone, and everyone who has walked to this day and entered the National Olympics has their own sad past.It's just that they are still much luckier than their peers.Wang Ai also spoke, but did not talk about himself, after all, everyone knows about his hard training, and the main thing is to talk to you about the great role of the Tokyo Olympics for Japan and the Seoul Olympics for South Korea, so that everyone can understand how great the event we are preparing for has a huge effect on our country, our nation, our civilization, and even our blood and skin color.Wang Ai analyzed from a magnificent historical perspective, with a cold truth and a gentle tone, for everyone to unveil this great picture of the struggle of countless people from the perspective of God, from the pride of the times to all living beings are promoting the progress of the country at every moment, everyone is in the torrent, each has its own pursuit, but also has its own mission.In the middle of the moon, everyone rested in the guest room of Wang Ai's house.At six o'clock the next morning, the courtyard was already noisy."
Boss, shall we have morning exercises?"
Zhao Xuri jumped over and said excitedly."
Okay, let's go back to the Olympic Sports Center first."
Wang Ai shook his neck."
Is there a bus?""
What kind of car are you still riding?"
Chen Tao waved his hand: "Let's run back!"
Enjoy a new day for our great motherland!
It's getting late today, and I can't see the flag-raising ceremony. ”People ran out of the door with a bang, Zhao Dan, who stayed at home today, gave two thumbs up when he sent the last Wang Ai out, and Wang Ai's smile of waving his hand stayed in his mind for a long time.()