Chapter 292 Striving for the Top
Since he met Mr. Mei by chance, it would definitely not be enough to just have a bowl of crab roe noodles at Wufangzhai. Wang Deming directly set up a table in the private room on the second floor, which was full of Huaiyang cuisine: soft-shelled eel, braised water crab, braised lion head, crab roe tofu, and of course the most indispensable one was the hairy crab from Yangcheng Lake in Suzhou, which is called "duzaha" in the local dialect.

Zhengyanglou, one of the eight tallest buildings in Beijing, is the most famous for its crabs. Every autumn when the weather is nice and cool, they send people to Tianjin, Hebei and other places to purchase crabs. They pay high prices and each crab weighs more than 6 taels. They make sure that the meat is full and the crabs are fresh and delicious.

After Zhengyanglou closed down before liberation, people in Beijing had more places to eat crabs, such as Fengzeyuan, Cuihualou, Wufangzhai, etc., all of which provided big crabs.

Crabs must be eaten with rice wine. The rice wine provided by Wufangzhai is southern rice wine, which is Shaoxing rice wine. Mr. Mei also drank a few glasses. After he became interested, he sang a passage of tonight's "Wujia Po" with Zhang Junqiu. Zhang Junqiu sang Wang Baochuan, Mr. Mei sang the princess in a low-key accompaniment, and Mr. Zhu Erye sang Xue Pinggui.

Hey, it was such an enjoyment. Everyone present was fascinated by the performance and it felt like it would be time to go to the Jixiang Theater soon.

When it came time to pay the bill, Wang Deming discovered that Mr. Mei didn't know when the bill would be paid, so he could only thank him and make an appointment later. Wang Deming would be the host.

Of course, among those who came to eat, Mr. Mei had the highest salary, 2000 yuan a month, followed by Zhang Junqiu, 1200 yuan, and then Yang Shanquan, as a first-level professor, also earned more than 1000 yuan; but it was their business whether they had high salaries, and reciprocity was still expected.

When they arrived at the entrance of Jixiang Theater, Zhang Junqiu thanked Mr. Mei again and again for his guidance before going backstage.

Happiness is temporary, but sadness is long-lasting, because from November it was Wang Deming's turn to work in the workshop.

It should not have been his turn. After all, he was a doctor. Although he had a certain rank, he had always been on the front line of the outpatient clinic, diligently treating workers and their families.

But he is also the secretary of the Communist Youth League. As the saying goes, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. There are many comrades in the factory who are members of the Communist Youth League, especially those who joined the factory in the last one or two years. Some graduated from Beijing Iron and Steel University, and some graduated from technical secondary schools. Shouldn't he get involved with them?

So he would go to the front-line workshop to work when he was off work or not seeing outpatients at the hospital.

He couldn't and didn't dare to show an expression of boredom or pain. Once he was discovered by his front-line workers, they would just ask him: You would tremble in fear.

That was a big deal. One should be prepared for the worst. If someone who was too diligent did something to you one night, you might lose your position as a cadre the next day.

It is really hard to be a cadre these days. Wang Deming smiled, but his heart felt bitter.
When I returned to Baoyu Hutong at night, I had to tiptoe to avoid waking up the two babies in the house.

My sister-in-law Huizhen gave birth to a big fat boy in March of 57. In June, Qin Huairu also gave birth to a daughter as her first child, just a hundred days after the birth.

Although Qin Huairu felt a little bit resentful about not having a son as her first child, Wang Deming loved her very much.

Why did Wang Shuqin come to the city to help take care of the children? The first daughter was born just in time for this year's ideological rectification, so Wang Deming named her: An Ning. The most important thing for a person is to be safe and happy in his life.

Wang Deming originally thought that the remaining two months of 57 would pass by uneventfully, but he did not expect to see a report in the Masses Daily at the end of November.

Strive to catch up with or surpass the UK.

He was confused. Didn’t they say it started in 58?
As soon as the official work started, the steel rolling mill held a meeting and enthusiastically discussed how to make progress and better exceed the production target for 58.

He returned to the hospital in a daze. As soon as he sat down, the office director Yin Mei ran over to him, her excitement overflowing with words: "Deming, I really thank you so much!" "You are really my benefactor!"

"Sister, come here, sit down first and calm down. What happened that makes you so excited?" Wang Deming asked Yin Mei to sit on the chair and poured her a cup of tea.

Yin Mei held the teacup in both hands, still unable to hide her excitement. After taking a few deep breaths, she said, "There's a letter from the Anti-Japanese War!"

"Isn't it normal to write to me? Are you used to life in Moscow during the Anti-Japanese War? Tell your child to tell me if anything happens. As long as it's not too big a problem in Moscow, I can find someone to help solve it."

Wang Deming still had the confidence. Although the relationship between China and the Soviet Union had become a little delicate since the end of 56, it was still fine in the big picture. Business was going on as usual. As long as business was going on as usual, Moscow could find powerful people through Alexei or Diana.

"De Ming, you can't take on so much responsibility! I know you mean well, but Kangzhan is already an adult, a man, and he needs to solve problems himself." Yin Mei suddenly became a little serious.

"Yes, yes, you are right. You haven't told me what the Anti-Japanese War letter said yet?"

"Oh, look at my brain. Anti-Japanese War said he was received in Moscow. I heard it with my own ears. You are the sun at eight or nine o'clock. The future world belongs to you!"

"Ah! This is indeed a good thing!"

"During the Anti-Japanese War, Khrushchev of the Soviet Union said that the Soviet Union would surpass the United States in five years. Then we must make up our minds and surpass Britain in 5 years. We must make their young people more energetic and liberate their minds."

Oh. So that's what happened. Wang Deming kept nodding like a woodpecker and refilled Yin Mei's water from time to time.

Finally, Yin Mei was a little embarrassed and suggested that Wang Deming continue to tutor He Jiefang in Russian. "Deming, Jiefang will be able to go to university in 2 or 3 years and study in the Soviet Union. Although she has learned Russian well before the Anti-Japanese War, I am worried that if she doesn't study in the past few years, she will forget it. Can you tutor Jiefang when the time comes?"

"Hey, that's nothing. Just let the child come to me directly when the time comes." Wang Deming looked like he had taken on a big responsibility, but he silently calculated the time in his heart. He estimated that it was uncertain whether Yin Mei's daughter He Jiefang would be able to study in the Soviet Union by then.

"Hey, sister, I just had a meeting today to ask you something." Wang Deming deliberately closed the door of the clinic and asked quietly: "Why did the steel mill react so strongly just after the news in the newspaper was released? They held a meeting right away? Weren't the targets for next year already set? Now they're increasing them by nearly double. Is that possible?"

"I can tell from the first glance that you are not cut out to be an official!" Yin Mei whispered in Wang Deming's ear, "Everyone else is calling you to be an official, so how can you not call you to be an official? What if your superiors think you are not up to the task?"

"Besides, shouting slogans is not a must."

"Ah, then isn't this just cheating someone else?"

　I have been warned and cannot continue writing about that aspect. To be honest, if I cannot write about it, it will actually deviate from the core of the book, the issue of arcade machines. Thank you very much to the book friends who have always supported this book!

　　I'll see how I write next.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)