C17 The Experienced Workers Offered Their Experience

Zhao Cheng carried a glass teacup to a hot pot restaurant not far from Shanghai's railway station. At this time, the hotpot shop was filled with old railway workers who were around fifty years old. Some of them had advanced technical certificates, some enjoyed special subsidies from the country, and some were model workers from back then.

The seats were full of friends and gentlemen. They were the connections that Zhao Cheng had saved up over the years, and the people he had built up.

"Yo, look who's here?"

"Isn't this Little Zhao?"

. . . "Look at his radiant face, tsk. . . And he's even holding the glass teacup that our unit gave him back then? Showing off to me?"

"Is he showing off? He's trying to provoke us old buddies. He's not as lucky as him. "

"That's impressive. What are you talking about? Be careful that Little Zhao won't be happy. I'll give you a good meal. "

"What? I have the red light with me. How can I let him kill me?"

"Go, go, go. It's rare for us to gather together. We haven't started eating yet and we're already bickering. Zhao Cheng, come sit next to me. "

These old friends were all Zhao Cheng's best friends. Because of their close relationship, most of the time, they didn't avoid talking too much.

"In the blink of an eye, more than twenty years have passed. My hair has turned white. " Just as Zhao Cheng sat down, he sighed emotionally.

"So what if my head is full of white hair? We can still learn from Su Dongpo, Zuo Qingcang pull the yellow from the right, and shoot the Sky Wolf with the bow. "

"Haha. . . He, ah, has a martial arts heart since he was young. Speaking of which, why did you invite us brothers together this time? "

"Hey, isn't it because I miss everyone and want to have a meal with everyone?" Zhao Cheng's words made all the elders present laugh.

"You old fox, if it wasn't for something, how could you make us all come here? Speak, if there's anything, let me participate in it. Brother, it's my duty to do so. "

"That's right, Little Zhao, is there any arrangement by the organization?"

"Is it time to use the remaining heat?"

Zhao Cheng smiled and picked up his chopsticks. "Everyone, have a bite of the hotpot mutton. Let me explain it to you in detail. How about it?"

"Okay. "

The aroma of the mutton hotpot soon filled the restaurant. Zhao Cheng picked up the wine glass filled with beer and said slowly, "We haven't seen each other for so many years. Let's not talk about anything first. I have a favor to ask of you. Just tell me what I want to do now. Everyone, please judge whether what I do is worth it, whether I want to do it or not, how about it? "

"Okay. "

Zhao Cheng received support and continued. "It has only been twenty-two years since 1978. In these twenty-two years, We have contributed almost all of our youth, but we are in a hurry. There is still a huge gap between us and Xin Gan Line, this train. It's not that we don't work hard enough, nor that we don't contribute enough. Rather, it is because our current knowledge and memory are unable to make our current technology improve by leaps and bounds. Everyone feels that what I say is unpleasant, I reflect, but what I say. . . Is it true? "

"Yes, we are old bones, and our learning ability is no longer as good as young people. A lot of knowledge changes too quickly. We used 20 years to at most make our railway people not fall behind, but we did not do the world's best. "

"Although Little Zhao said it in an ear-piercing manner, it is still the truth"

"Then, Little Zhao, what should we do?"

Zhao Cheng drank a mouthful of beer and put down his wine glass. He looked at the crowd, "We China people have a kind of spirit. . . A spirit called Mountain Mover. No matter how difficult the mountain in front of us is, there is no end to it. We have descendants, and our descendants have descendants. As long as we keep fighting with all our might, our descendants will also keep fighting with all their might. We will have a chance to change our path. However. . . This opportunity. . . We must make full preparations for our descendants. . . "

" Make full preparations for the future generations? "

"Little Zhao, I seem to understand what you mean. "

"Oh? What is it?"

"What Little Zhao means is that he wants us to make use of our remaining heat and let more good children pay attention to railway technology. He wants more good children to work hard to learn railway technology. There will always be children with extraordinary talent who will create better results than us old fellows. "

"Yes. . . That's right. . . "

"But we don't know which children are good and which children are good for the railway people. "

"Don't worry, Zhao Cheng will tell us clearly. "

"Little Zhao, tell me. I understand, right?" Old Dong looked at Zhao Cheng seriously.

Zhao Cheng smiled and nodded to Elder Dong, the model worker of the railway station in the past. "Yes. Elder Dong was right. Although we don't know which children are the railway people, the real railway people will definitely be interested in this material. Those who are determined to study the railway technology. And if we can share this technology with those children, on the road of self-study and mutual help, There will definitely be sparks of thought, and there might be a chance to break through the current technological barrier. Let our China also have an independent China train. "

"Sharing technology for the children to see? How do we share it?" Old Dong looked at Zhao Cheng in confusion.

"Recently, I have been contacting Section Chief Zhang Hong and President Zhang Yu to contact the universities, technical schools, and the library in Hangzhou and Shanghai to build the microcomputer rooms. I have access to the database of the Ministry of Science and Technology and the China Knowledge Network of the Ministry of Education. I will share the highly-valued theses and documents with the students who wish to improve themselves. But. . . The database has been set up and the microcomputer room has been set up. The only thing missing is the updates of the technical documents. "

Zhao Cheng looked at the full table of old technical workers with hope in his eyes as he earnestly expressed his desire. "All of us old fellows who have been through more than half a century have suffered from the lack of technical documents. Back then, we have been through a lot. Twenty years later, when we felt the guilt of touching a rock and crossing the river. . . We can't allow our descendants to take detours and walk the same old path anymore. And the opportunity to reduce their chances of taking detours is the opportunity we share with them the wrong experiences. "

Zhao Cheng sighed, "Back then, the Department of Education once said: No matter how hard it is, the child cannot suffer. No matter how poor they are, they cannot be poor in education. Our descendants, If we can stand on the shoulders of old men like us, perhaps one day. . . Like standing on the shoulders of giants, becoming heroes of an era. . . Become the hero of our cyclists' hundred years of dreams. Although I don't know when this will come true, but. . . Our generation has worked hard, the next generation of children have worked hard. . . One day, it will come true. "

"Little Zhao. . . " Engineer Cao looked at Zhao Cheng, "Do you think those young people are willing to read the knowledge of us old workers? We don't have any academic qualifications or knowledge. We only worked for a few decades. "

"Yeah, we don't have much to talk about. We don't have any noble knowledge or knowledge. What if the children can't take it anymore? What should we do?" Old Dong also asked worriedly.

"I will give my brothers a template to write an article. Everyone, write according to this template. You just need to fill in everyone's experience. Whether it's right experience or wrong experience, as long as it's practical, it's fine. " Seeing that everyone was moved, Zhao Cheng said.

"Little Zhao, to be honest, I think this meal is worth it. "

"You can forget about it. Which meal is not worth it?"

"No, no, no. I just feel that Little Zhao's words. . . I can't say anything. I just feel that. . . It's as if. . . I'm excited to see our children in the future building China's railway into a world-class brand brand. " The sentimental Hong Junwei, Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, "If those children are willing to learn well. . . In another 20 years, we will be able to fight for our pride. . . That's worth it. "

"Of course it will be worth it. Since 1929, we've been calling for the rise of our country for so many years, and up until now, there haven't been many cyclists who have achieved anything. If the next generation of people can make us, the cyclists of China, the world's most powerful and the pride of our country, it would be worth it for us old bones to die. " The straightforward Liao Hongju said.

"Go, go, go. What are you talking about, living and dying? However, Little Zhao is right. We can provide the children who really want to learn with our experience and knowledge, so that they don't take detours or detours. This is also a great thing for the railway people to save more time to catch up with those foreigners. " Cui Jin intended to speak with Hong Junwei and Liao Hongju.

"Old Cui, your Hangzhou railway station has produced many good students this year. I heard Little Zhao is going to your place to try his luck. " Old Dong looked at Cui Jin and teased, "Could it be that you're planning to advertise your school?"

"What advertisement? Our school's good students still need to advertise? That's the steel of our own body. It doesn't need advertisements and can be tempered into steel. " Cui Jin raised his chin proudly. "Besides, how bad can my taste be?"

"You can brag. " Hong Junwei said sarcastically.

"Enough, enough. You guys bicker as soon as you see each other. But. . . Little Zhao, this is the first time we've written a research paper. When do you plan on getting it?" Engineer Cao Gang asked seriously.

"Yeah, when you need it, I have to hurry up and write it. " Cui Jin also chimed in.

"It will be online operations at the end of the year. It should be around the end of the year. " Zhao Cheng calculated the time and said.

"Alright, the end of the year. We still have time. "

"Then we have to hurry up and write. We can't delay the children's learning spirit. "

"But there are some articles that I can't understand on the computer, so I have to write them by hand. What should we do? " Cao Gang was used to being serious. He would get to the bottom of everything.

"Little Zhao will help you enter the computer. " Cui Jin patted Cao Gang's shoulder, "If you can't do it, then let the students from our school help you. "

"Oh. . . In that case, that's good. " Cao Gang nodded blankly.

"Oh right, Little Zhao, you need to find someone to review this article. We old men don't want to lose face because of the many wrong words written in the thesis. "

"What do you mean lose face? That's called not being able to protect your old age. "

"Bah. . . Nonsense, that's called losing face in front of a coffin. "

"You guys. . . Are just bullshitting. "

"My secretary and I will give everyone the draft and guarantee that there won't be a single mistake. " Zhao Cheng's reply made everyone calm down.

"Alright, for the sake of the next generation of people who can surpass the UK and the UA, for the rise of China's railway people, let's drink this cup of wine. "

"Come, come, drink, drink. "

"Let's drink this cup of wine and fight for the next generation's rise. "

"Fight for the Centennial Rise of China's railway people!"

"Fight!"