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Chapter 14 The Four Great Talents

If one word is used to express 1996, it is probably the word "newcomer". Whether in the north or in the south of the Yangtze River, whether in cities or villages, newcomers became the most distinctive temperament in 1996.

This year, there were some urgent elements in the air inexplicably, and people's desires made joint sounds in the air. When most people were content with the track of reality, some people could no longer wait to speak out.

On March 16th of this year, when ordinary people turned on the TV, they found that CCTV launched a new program. A host with a cunning look and smiled and a group of high-technicians were discussing issues related to consumer rights.

"Dear CCTV, why did you find such a host?" Du Yuan put the teacup on the tea table, which scared Xiao Ju's mother. She quickly picked up Xiao Qinxun, "Watch TV well and see your grandpa, why are you crazy!"

"No," Du Yuan stood up, opened the drawer and took out the paper and pen, "I want to write a letter to report!"

Du Xiaoshu came over curiously, and Du Yuan glared at him, "What's wrong with this? Is there no one in China? How can such an ugly person be a host? I'm 'ccusing' recently!"

Qin Dong looked at Du Xiaoju, Du Xiaoju looked at his husband, both of them laughed. Can the crackdown on the host who told the truth?

Qin Dong didn't know what Cui Yongyuan felt after reading the letter. Fortunately, after "Telling the Truth", half of the audience expressed affirmation of his humorous control. Some even called CCTV and said: "Chinese TV has hope! There has finally been a humane host for so many years!"

This host is not so rigid or serious. He used the people's calls on behalf of the people!

"Da Xiaoxiao wants to go to kindergarten," unlike Du Yuan who is concerned about national affairs now, Du Xiaoju's mind is still on this small family and on his son, "I don't want him to go to kindergarten in the factory."

"Rongbui's kindergarten is very good. The teachers all graduated from technical secondary school," Qin Dong disagreed, "Then you don't want to go to the kindergarten in the factory, where do you think of?"

"Go to the city government kindergarten," Du Xiaoju said very confidently, "We must go to the kindergarten of the listed government. Our family laughs loudly and cannot lose at the starting line..."

Qin Dong smiled. Will the starting line start from kindergarten?

When he looked at his son again, there was no sound in the room. When the couple looked at each other, even Xiaoju's mother knew that the more calm the little guy was, the more he would be in trouble!

Du Xiaoju immediately entered the room. Du Xiaoju was putting her legs on the table and her keyboard on her legs, and she was playing mahjong comfortably on the computer.

On the side, Xiao Qin Xun looked at it seriously, "Okay, the computer should also be grabbed from the baby." Qin Dong smiled.

"Tomorrow, sister, I'll give Da Xiaoxiao a computer..." Du Xiaoshu handed the keyboard to Xiao Qinxun, and Xiao Qinxun pressed it randomly.

"He is so young, how can he use a computer?" Du Xiaoju has only participated in a computer training class this year. He has been memorizing the roots of characters these days. He has to dismantle the Chinese characters into many roots.

"I ordered sixty computers, and this one is not bad for my nephew!"

"How many units?" Du Yuan, who was writing a letter outside, suddenly raised his head, "What do you want to do? I tell you that it is being cracked down now!"

...

Qin beer inventory is continuously sent to all parts of the country and to Guangdong. Curry's beer is already visible to the naked eye.

"Okay, the last 10,000 liters will be lifted out, and we will be stressed out, throwing our arms out, and stride forward." He Yongsheng is already looking forward to the future, throwing off his burden, and moving forward lightly. He and Peng Gaode are confident that Qin Beer will fight a turnaround this year, show it to the city and province, and also show it to the leaders far away in Beijing, and of course, also show it to the shareholders.

"This Spring Canton Fair, the city will participate in the group, and the refrigerator factory and the TV factory will participate. We will also take this opportunity to lift the last 10,000 liters!" Peng Gaode looked at Qin Dong, "It's still Xiao Qin leading the team..."

The exhibition workshop has sent someone to the exhibition factory, so Qin Dong can take charge of the overall situation.

When he returned to the office, he called Wu Feng, who was in charge of the general manager, and he took a little registration form for the sales company, "I heard that we Qin Beer have four talents?"

When talking about the four talents, Wu Feng smiled, "Yes," he picked up the list and pointed the names of the four people above, "General Tang, Walvin, An Jiqing, and this Liu Zhen."

"Which workshop are they all... in?" Qin Dong asked.

"General Tang used to be in the power workshop, Walvin, wheat making workshop, An Jiqing, in the sugar-making workshop, and Liu Zhen was in the company's infirmary."

Wow, talents from each front, "Can they sell beer?" Qin Dong smiled. Unexpectedly, General Tang was also one of the four talents. With Wu Feng's introduction, he finally understood that these four people really have their own strengths.

General Tang is simply a sports genius, who can play basketball, football, table tennis, badminton... He doesn't know anything about basketball. Wu Feng said that he played glass balls, which made the neighbor's aunt come to the door with his grandson...

Walvin, when Qin Dong saw him in the wheat making workshop, he was definitely a handsome man, with a tall and burly body, and was said to be singing well, oh, Qin Dong laughed again, and finally found a louder voice than himself.

"Can you sing?" Qin Dong said with a smile.

Walvin looked at Qin Dong and didn't need to prepare at all. He directly opened his voice, "Let us hold up the happy wine glasses high. The wine in the glass makes people intoxicated. Although such happy moments are beautiful, sincere love is more precious..."

The workers in the wheat making workshop all looked at Walvin with a smile. Qin Dong suddenly felt that this picture was beautiful, but the singing ended abruptly.

Walvin looked provocatively at the young vice chairman in front of him.

"The Drinking Song, composed by Italian composer Verdi, written by Piavi, and the first act of the opera "The Girl of Camellia"!"

Oh, Walvin was surprised.

"Mr. Qin, do you understand music?"

"I know how to play!" Qin Dong laughed, "Tomorrow, I will report to the sales company and go to Guangzhou with me the day after tomorrow."

"Guangzhou?"

Walvern was in a fog, looking at Qin Dong's back, unable to even say a word.

"Okay, Walvin, I'm going to Guangzhou with a promising future."

"General Tang went to Guangzhou and when he came back, he gave him a bonus of 5,000 yuan..."

"Dr. Qin, I'll choose, Walvin, I won't need to make malt in the future..."

...

The workers in the workshop surrounded Walvin, saying a word, "Oh, if I had known, I would have learned to sing." Another young man who also signed up for sales was very upset.

After leaving the wheat making workshop, Qin Dong went to the sugar-making workshop and worked in three shifts. An Jiqing was still in the dormitory.

In the 1960s and 1970s, Chinese people had never seen a few living foreigners at that time. The most common white people were the male protagonists in Albanian movies.

An Jiqing's father is nicknamed Albanian.

From some perspectives, he really looks like an Albanian. When he walked into the dormitory, this was Qin Dong's first impression of this young man.

The walls of the dormitory are full of paintings, and An Jiqing paints serious oil paintings, gouache, and artistic temperament.

"Dong Qin?" Seeing Qin Dong come in, An Jiqing, who was depicting, immediately stood up, but Qin Dong's eyes looked at the painting, "Levitan's famous painting, "Next to the Abyss", well, it's good, it can be faked and real."
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