Rebirth of the Industrial Tycoon

The increase in cotton production by 150,000 tons was a major achievement, so it was naturally reported in a big way.

As a result, reporters from several major official media stations stationed in the local area took action, went to the front lines to conduct interviews, and sent first-hand information back to the headquarters.

Some program teams even sent reporters to the northwest to do some in-depth reports.

Kong Zhenlong, the ace reporter of "Focus Talk", is one of them.

The farm's warehouse is filled with packed seed cotton.

The farm director pointed to the piles of cotton and introduced to Kong Zhenlong beside him: "Reporter Kong, there are about two thousand tons of cotton stored in this warehouse."

Kong Zhenlong immediately stepped forward and looked at the label outside. It had a batch number, a package number, and a gross weight of 228.5 kilograms.

The weight of seed cotton is not so precise when it is packaged, so it is often only marked with a gross weight. The gross weight of each package of cotton produced by the Production and Construction Corps is between 225 kilograms and 230 kilograms.

After Kong Zhenlong completed the inspection, he asked: "Are the remaining warehouses also filled with this kind of cotton?"

The farm director nodded: "That's right, the packed goods will be stored in the warehouse for safekeeping first. There are also a few warehouses that are not packed. Now we are harvesting and packing at the same time."

"How much cotton is left unharvested?" Kong Zhenlong asked again.

"We still have about a quarter of the farm left!" the farm director replied.

"Can I go to the cotton harvest site and take a look?" Kong Zhenlong asked again.

"Of course there's no problem, Reporter Kong, please wait a minute and I'll find a car to take you there," the field director said.

Not long after, Kong Zhenlong came to the cotton field and got on a cotton harvester himself to try out the fun of harvesting cotton.

Monitor Niu, who was busy sitting on the cotton harvester a few days ago, is now a teacher, teaching Kong Zhenlong how to operate the cotton harvester.

After a while, Kong Zhenlong walked out of the cockpit, and then looked at the cotton container behind.

"In just a short time, we have harvested so much cotton. The working efficiency of this cotton harvester is really high. I guess such a machine can be worth dozens of people!" Kong Zhenlong said. said.

"More than that, I think this machine can be used by hundreds of people." Squad Leader Niu said, pointing to the harvested cotton fields around him, and then said:

"Comrade reporter, look around here. Tens of thousands of acres of cotton fields are harvested by our class. There are only a few of us in one class! If it were done manually, our whole group wouldn't be able to finish it!"

"So awesome!" Kong Zhenlong couldn't help but admire.

Team Leader Niu blushed, scratched his head, and said, "Reporter Kong, you praise our class to the point of embarrassment!"

Kong Zhenlong grinned awkwardly: "Team Leader Niu, I am praising this cotton harvester!"

The cotton-picking season is coming to an end, and large numbers of laborers are beginning to leave the Northwest, embarking on a journey back to their hometowns with the wages earned in two months of hard work.

On the train heading east, the smell of joy is everywhere. This smell is instant noodles, eight-treasure porridge, ham sausages, and calcium milk biscuits. These are the foods that the lower-class workers are reluctant to eat on the return train. It can be seen everywhere.

The cotton pickers who make money often choose to have a luxurious time, eat something good on this train, treat themselves, and share the joy in their hearts.

For workers, they have tasted the harvest, and for pickpockets, it is also harvest season.

These returning workers make money by picking cotton, and are naturally the best targets for pickpockets.

Although banks already have the function of remittance, and deposits and withdrawals in other places are not a problem at all, there are always people who are reluctant to pay handling fees.

Of course, there are also some people who cannot trust banks. They always feel that after making money, they need to carry it with them to feel at ease. It would be unsafe to deposit money in the bank, for fear that the bank will steal the money.

This mentality gives pickpockets or scammers an opportunity to take advantage.

Pickpockets and scammers are specifically targeting people who have a lot of cash on them. Various methods and tricks emerge in an endless stream. Even if you are always vigilant, you will inevitably fall into the trap and lose your money.

After all, pickpockets and swindlers rely on these methods to make a living. Once any skill rises to the level of a job, it is not something that a layman can challenge.

In fact, even now, many older people still do not trust banks, even the four major state-owned banks.

In many cities, whenever the day comes for retirees to pay their wages, uncles and aunts will line up in front of banks to withdraw this month’s pension. Time to prepare for battle.

Grandpas and aunts are not really short of money, but they are worried that if their retirement gold is not withdrawn quickly, it will be swallowed up by the bank.

There are also some uncles and aunts who simply feel relieved when they see cash. When the retirement money comes out, I quickly take it out from the bank, count it carefully to make sure there is no shortage, and then deposit it into the bank. I go through this process over and over again, just to confirm that the money is really in the account.

Kong Zhenlong also took this train, and it was also in the hard-seat area.

It's not that Kong Zhenlong can't buy a sleeper ticket. As the ace reporter of the "Focus Talk" program, a sleeper ticket is not something he can get. Moreover, with the financial resources of CCTV, Kong Zhenlong can still reimburse his air tickets even if he flies.

Kong Zhenlong simply wanted to be with these workers in the cotton-picking army, and by the way, he also wanted to know the true situation of the cotton-picking army.

The reports of the "Focus Talk" program have always been very in-depth, and Kong Zhenlong is the ace reporter among them. The focus of the reports he chooses is naturally different from others.

While other media were reporting on the increase in cotton production, Kong Zhenlong thought of another issue, which was whether cotton harvesters would squeeze the money-making space of the cotton pickers.

As Monitor Niu said, there are 100 people on top of a cotton harvester, which means that if a rural area purchases a cotton harvester, it can hire 100 fewer cotton pickers.

If cotton harvesters become more and more popular in the future, cotton pickers will lose their existence value. Will the army of cotton pickers disappear by then?

You must know that hundreds of thousands of people go to the northwest to pick cotton every year, and many people even count on making money in these two months. If the army of cotton pickers is no longer needed in the future, what will happen to the livelihood of these hundreds of thousands of people?

Thinking of these issues, Kong Zhenlong will definitely focus on this and become a deep domineering person.

So he did not take a faster plane or a more comfortable sleeper, but chose a hard-seat carriage to sit with the returning cotton pickers.

After all, Kong Zhenlong is a top front-line reporter. He is very good at getting close to others and getting words out of others. It didn't take long before he became familiar with the people around him and inadvertently learned a lot about cotton picking from their mouths. The living conditions of the army.

The three people sitting opposite Kong Zhenlong are all from the same village, one is in his forties, one is in his thirties, and there is a teenager.

The two adults each bought a bottle of cheap liquor and pooled their money to buy a bag of peanuts. Then they started drinking the peanuts from the bottle. The young man was holding a piece of ham and eating it with gusto.

"Gen'er, is the ham delicious?" Kong Zhenlong asked with a smile.

"It's delicious! When I make money in the future, I'll eat ham every day! And I'll make instant noodles every day," the young man said.

Kong Zhenlong smiled helplessly. For this rural boy, ham sausage and instant noodles were the most delicious foods.

Next to the boy, the man in his thirties said: "Gen, save some food. The ham and instant noodles sold on the train are much more expensive than where we are. When we get back, I will take you to the town." , the ham sausage and instant noodles are cheaper there.”

"I know, then I have to buy some ham and instant noodles for my family to take back, so that my mother and brother can also try them, as well as my neighbor's little flowers!" the young man said.

"Hahaha, Gen'er, you are only sixteen this year, and you are already thinking about the little flower next door to you. Are you thinking about getting a wife?" Another man in his forties said with a smile.

"It turns out that Xiaohua is not a dog! She is a girl. However, dogs in rural areas should be reluctant to feed ham sausages. I was wrong from the beginning!" Kong Zhenlong thought to himself.

When he mentioned "taking a wife", the young man lowered his head shyly.

The man in his thirties said, "Gen'er, if you want to get the little flower next door, you have to come to pick cotton not only this year, but next year and the year after that, otherwise you won't be able to afford the gift money! This man When you get a wife, you just shed a layer of your skin. When I married you, I would have ruined everything!"

"I understand this. When I go back, I will give the money I earned this time to my mother and let him save it with me to marry a wife in the future." The young man said.

The man in his forties said, "Don't listen to your uncle Lin Zi. He married his wife more than ten years ago! He and his wife had never met before they got married! Young people nowadays , they all value free love, so what kind of gift do you need?”

"Of course you don't want to accept betrothal gifts for your own two sons. Go and ask those raising daughters at home if they want betrothal gifts!" said the man in his thirties.

As soon as the bride price was mentioned, the entire carriage became lively. People with boys at home began to complain that the woman's family was so evil that she wanted money. People with girls at home started to complain that the man was stingy and reluctant to give up the gift. Those who have children probably have mixed feelings. They not only want their daughters to be worth a good price, but also hope that their sons can bring home a big cabbage for nothing.

However, in this lively atmosphere, no one noticed that a man was secretly looking at the young man.

After a while, the man got up and walked towards the toilet, then stopped at the connection between the carriages.

"Brother, I found a fat sheep. He is a sixteen-year-old kid. At such a young age, he has not yet applied for an ID card. The bank will definitely not issue a passbook. I guess the money will be kept with him." The man said.

"Okay, you go back and keep an eye on it, we'll start tonight!" the eldest brother said.

After nightfall, the noise in the carriage became much quieter, replaced by the sound of snoring one after another.

The sound of railway tracks mixed with snoring and the sound of chirping in the middle of sleep made it difficult for Kong Zhenlong to fall asleep. More importantly, at night, a heady smell gradually enveloped the car.

Someone probably took off their shoes before going to bed, and based on Kong Zhenlong's experience, there was definitely more than one person who took off their shoes.

It was worthwhile for Kong Zhenlong to lean his head against the window and use the gap in the window to breathe some fresh air. Otherwise, he would be passed out directly without falling asleep.

Suddenly, Kong Zhenlong felt like a figure was shaking in front of him. He turned around and saw a strange man standing in the aisle next to him. One of his hands had already reached into the boy's arms.

Kong Zhenlong was well-informed, and he immediately realized that he had encountered a pickpocket.

"What are you doing!" Kong Zhenlong stood up suddenly and kicked the young man sitting opposite.

The boy woke up in a daze, and then saw the strange man, and then showed a panicked expression.

The young man had obviously never seen anything like this before.

"Don't mind your own business!" The pickpocket snorted coldly, then took out a bright fruit knife from his arms.

The young man was immediately frightened and did not dare to happen.

Kong Zhenlong subconsciously wanted to find something to defend himself, but for a moment there was no one who could take advantage of him.

The next second, Kong Zhenzhu suddenly thought out of her wits and pushed her feet towards the other two people on the opposite side, that is, the man in his forties and the man in his thirties, both of whom were fellow villagers of the boy.

Kong Zhenlong thought that together with the two adults, he should be able to deal with a pickpocket.

However, Kong Zhenlong didn't expect that after the two were kicked by Kong Zhenlong, instead of waking up, they pulled their feet back.

Kong Zhenlong immediately realized that the two of them were already awake. Anyway, the other party didn't steal from him, so he just pretended to be asleep. Later, he could say that he was asleep and didn't know what happened, and completely shied away the responsibility.

"These two grandsons!" Kong Zhenlong cursed secretly.

"I told you to stop meddling in other people's business!" Another voice sounded from the side. Kong Zhenlong turned to look. This time it was another strange strong man, staring at him with his hands in his arms. As if carrying a guy.

"The pickpocket has an accomplice!" Kong Zhenlong was shocked and immediately did not dare to make a mistake. He estimated that he could not defeat this strong man, not to mention that the other party might have someone else.

If you don't want to suffer the immediate consequences, you'd better endure it!

Although Kong Zhenlong endured it in his heart, his hands were not idle. His pocket camera had quietly opened and was pointed at the two pickpockets.

The strong man also noticed Kong Zhenlong's black bag containing the camera. Seeing Kong Zhenlong's grip so tightly, he thought it was all cash, so he threatened: "Bring that bag over!"

Of course Kong Zhenlong couldn't hand over the camera. If the gangsters knew that he had recorded their faces, they might kill him.

However, the more Kong Zhenlong refused to hand over the money, the more the gangster thought there was money inside, so the strong man directly reached out and robbed it.

Kong Zhenlong was no match for the strong man, and the strong man snatched his pocket camera away in two or two moments.

The strong man opened the bag, took out the camera, then turned around and asked, "Boss, what is this?"

"It turns out there is a third accomplice!" Kong Zhenlong screamed in his heart that something was wrong.

"This is a camera, this person is a reporter!" The boss instantly understood Kong Zhenlong's identity, and his tone became panicked.

After all, reporters are the uncrowned kings. They are different from the ordinary farmers who pick cotton in the carriage. If this is exposed by reporters, the matter will be serious.

At this moment, several people suddenly rushed out from the seats not far away. They pounced directly on the gangsters and subdued the three of them in an instant.

"Zheng Laosan, we have been lying in wait for so long, and we finally caught you this time!" One of them pinned the "boss" down, then took out a pair of shiny bracelets and cuffed them on the boss's wrists.

Seeing this scene, Kong Zhenlong let out a sigh of relief, knowing that he was saved.

One of the police officers handed the pocket camera to Kong Zhenlong: "This is a comrade reporter! This is your camera. Check to see if it is broken."

Kong Zhenlong took it and saw that the camera was still running.

"It's not broken yet, it's being photographed!" Kong Zhenlong said.

When the police officer heard that he was still filming, he was overjoyed. He suddenly stood up at attention and continued: "Comrade reporter, I am Liu Yong, deputy captain of the Criminal Police Detachment of the xx Public Security Bureau. We are on a mission to arrest a pickpocket group. This We have been looking for the pickpocket group for a long time and finally determined their location..."

Captain Liu directly reported the arrest process to the camera, for fear that Kong Zhenlong would have no material to report.

However, before leaving, Captain Liu added: "The reporter informed me that we often have some operations that are convenient for arrests, so it is best not to expose our appearance to criminals. Please, please make a name for yourself when reporting. code!"

"Putting a code?" Kong Zhenlong grinned and thought to himself: "Since you want to type a code, why were you giggling in front of the camera just now?"

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