Chapter 140 Plan
After lunch, Song Yuanchao rested in the living room for half an hour before getting up to say goodbye. Visiting today was a courtesy. Although Chen Yuqin, who had a much better impression of him, politely asked him to have dinner before leaving, Song Yuanchao smiled and refused.
Lin Yan sent Song Yuanchao downstairs. When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Lin Yan suddenly burst out laughing.
Song Yuanchao looked at Lin Yan in confusion.
"I was thinking about how you tried to please my mother just now and I found it interesting." Lin Yan said with a smile.
"Isn't it necessary for a future son-in-law to please his mother-in-law?" Song Yuanchao smiled immediately, puffed out his chest and asked, "How was it? Was my performance today okay?"
"Look how beautiful you are!" Lin Yan clenched her fist and hit Song Yuanchao lightly, her eyes full of smiles.
She didn't expect today to be so smooth. She originally thought that Chen Yuqin would make things difficult for Song Yuanchao, but after a few free-hand moves from Song Yuanchao, Chen Yuqin gradually became more enthusiastic towards Song Yuanchao, and by the time she left just now, she had completely accepted Song Yuanchao.
"Actually, you are right. Your mother is a very kind person. I think we will get along well with her in the future." Song Yuanchao understood Lin Yan's thoughts and initial concerns, and said with a smile.
Lin Yan nodded happily, but at the same time she was puzzled: "By the way, Yuan Chao, what did you and Dad talk about when my mom and I were in the kitchen? Why did he look so worried after dinner?"
"Nothing, we just discussed some economic issues. Maybe he suddenly thought of work issues during the discussion." Song Yuanchao said evasively. Lin Yan just asked casually without thinking deeply about it. She nodded and stopped talking about this topic. She chatted with Song Yuanchao about other things with great interest.
Lin Yan didn't take Song Yuanchao too far. He just let her go back after they left the family compound. After watching Lin Yan's figure disappear at the entrance of the building, Song Yuanchao got on his bike and returned to school.
On the way, Song Yuanchao was still thinking about his conversation with Lin Daoyuan. Now he thought that what he said today seemed to be a bit too much, or it was a bit inappropriate to say these words now.
But Song Yuanchao did not regret it, because he had personally experienced many things that happened after the reform and opening up, and the situations he described were bound to happen.
In the previous life, with the deepening of reform and opening up, these problems raised by Song Yuanchao began to arise one after another.
Some people say that this is the growing pains of reform and opening up, and that it is a consequence that must be endured.
Song Yuanchao had heard and witnessed too many tragedies like this in his previous life, and he did not want such a tragedy to happen again. The reason why he said those words was out of his conscience as an ordinary person. In fact, he also knew that it was difficult to change these things with his personal ability, but he still said these things in front of Lin Daoyuan, just hoping to make a tactful reminder in this way.
But Song Yuanchao never expected that Lin Daoyuan would suddenly find him just one day later.
"Uncle, why are you here so late?" When Song Yuanchao, who was reading in the dormitory, heard his classmates say that someone was looking for him downstairs, he quickly put on his coat and went downstairs. Unexpectedly, when he went downstairs, he saw Lin Daoyuan standing outside waiting for him.
"I've been busy all day and just came out of the work. Xiao Song, if you have nothing to do, can you walk with me?" Lin Daoyuan looked at Song Yuanchao with a smile.
"Have you eaten?" Song Yuanchao couldn't help asking.
"I guess I have eaten..." Lin Daoyuan frowned slightly and thought about it. It seemed that eating a steamed bun at around four o'clock in the afternoon could also be considered eating?
"It's almost eight o'clock. How about I accompany you to the staff cafeteria for a bite to eat?"
"Okay! I haven't eaten school food for many years. Now that you mention it, I miss it a little." Lin Daoyuan replied with a smile.
"Then please wait a moment. I'll go upstairs and be right back." Song Yuanchao said this and hurriedly turned around and went upstairs. He returned to the dormitory to find his lunch box, bowls and chopsticks, etc., then got the meal ticket and went back downstairs. Then he took Lin Daoyuan to the faculty and staff canteen not far away.
Imperial University is a large university with several canteens of different sizes, one of which is the faculty canteen. Compared with ordinary canteens, the faculty canteen closes later to meet the nighttime dining needs of teachers and staff on campus, including some students who stay up late in the library.
Compared to the big cafeteria, the faculty and staff cafeteria is much smaller. When Song Yuanchao and his companions arrived, there were not many people in the cafeteria. They found a place for Lin Daoyuan to sit first, and Song Yuanchao took his lunch box, bowls and chopsticks and went to the food window.
As it was past meal time, there were only some noodles in the cafeteria. Song Yuanchao thought about it and filled a lunch box with mushy noodles, and asked for two steamed buns and some pickles.
"It's too late, and there's only some noodles left in the cafeteria. I heard Yan Zi say that your stomach isn't feeling well, so I made some noodles for you."
"These noodles look good and smell delicious!" Lin Daoyuan took the lunch box with a smile, picked up the chopsticks without hesitation and started eating. He took a mouthful of noodles and then a bite of the white flour bun with pickles. He ate with great relish.
In a blink of an eye, the noodles, steamed buns and pickles in the lunch box were all gone. After eating, Lin Daoyuan touched his stomach contentedly and burped comfortably.
"I haven't eaten so well in a long time. The food in school is still so delicious." Lin Daoyuan said sincerely.
Song Yuanchao smiled and handed over a cigarette, lighting it for Lin Daoyuan: "You are hungry. It's not good for you to eat irregularly like this."
"I can't help it. I'm so busy at work that I forget about time. It's better at home, but I can't keep track of time when I'm busy at work."
"I'll buy you some cookies or something some other day. You can put them in the office so you can eat when you're hungry. Your health is the capital of revolution, and stomach problems are not a minor illness. You have to pay attention to them in the future."
"Sure, I won't refuse your filial piety anyway." Lin Daoyuan nodded with a smile, and then he said with a serious face: "By the way, I came to see you today for something."
Looking at Song Yuanchao, Lin Daoyuan said seriously, "I have been thinking about the question you raised yesterday for a whole day. Although your hypothesis sounds a bit exaggerated, it is not impossible after careful consideration. This is a major event that concerns the national economy and people's livelihood. We must be cautious, so I came to you today for this matter."
"Uncle, I was just talking casually yesterday..."
Waving his hand, Lin Daoyuan continued, "Don't worry about anything. I said yesterday that this is just an academic discussion, and what you said is just a hypothesis. It can be regarded as preparing for a rainy day. Anyway, your idea is very bold and your reminder is also very correct. This is indeed an area we neglected before. Now that we have mentioned this issue, we cannot avoid it, and we must be prepared to solve it."
At this point, Lin Daoyuan looked at Song Yuanchao: "Yuanchao, if it were you, how would you change this situation? How would you solve this problem?"
"This..." Song Yuanchao couldn't help but smile bitterly. It is easier said than done. Although Song Yuanchao could point out the problem, it was not so easy to do it.
Today's state-owned enterprises have a rigid system and a huge structure, like a giant ship that has been in disrepair for a long time. It is extremely difficult to revive them, and the cost may even be greater than building a new enterprise.
In addition, many managers and employees have some ideological and fundamental problems, which are difficult to change. If it is just one company, it can be solved through administrative means or personnel replacement. But you have to know that there are tens of thousands of large enterprises in the country. If you add in medium and small state-owned enterprises, the number is simply staggering.
In his previous life, Song Yuanchao was just a middle-level leader in the local telecommunications department. He had no way of answering such a big question.
After thinking about it, Song Yuanchao could only recall some of the ideas for the reform of state-owned enterprises that the country had put forward in response to this situation. He selected some that were suitable for the current situation and added a little of his own understanding.
As Song Yuanchao spoke, Lin Daoyuan 's expression became more and more solemn. He kept asking questions about what Song Yuanchao said, and even seemed very sharp and in-depth on some questions, forcing Song Yuanchao to perk up and use all his skills and rack his brains to answer.
Time passed quickly as questions and answers were given, and before I knew it, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.
At this time, it was time to close the staff canteen, and Lin Daoyuan and Song Yuanchao finally returned to reality from their immersed thoughts.
"It's too late today, let's stop here for now." Lin Daoyuan stood up and said, "Think about it for the next few days, and it would be best if you could write a complete plan for me."
"Uncle, I'm afraid this is inappropriate?" Song Yuanchao didn't expect Lin Daoyuan to say this, and asked with a wry smile.
Patting Song Yuanchao on the shoulder, Lin Daoyuan said earnestly: "Whether it is suitable or not, it is not up to you to decide, and neither is it up to me. But don't worry, this is just my personal opinion and reference. This is a big deal, a big deal related to the national economy and people's livelihood. Yuanchao, you must write it well and seriously!"
Facing Lin Daoyuan's request, Song Yuanchao could only nod and agree. Then he sent Lin Daoyuan out, and the two walked along the path on campus toward the school gate. When they arrived at the school gate, a black car drove out from the side and stopped steadily in front of Lin Daoyuan. Lin Daoyuan opened the car door and turned back to Song Yuanchao and said, "It's getting late. Go back and rest early. I'm waiting for your plan."
"Uncle, please take care and be careful on the road." Song Yuanchao stepped forward to help close the car door. After the car started and drove into the darkness, Song Yuanchao looked at the taillights in the distance and shook his head in a helpless manner, then turned and walked towards the dormitory.
