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The scene was lively. Everyone was smoking cigarettes, eating sweets, chattering, and laughing. Deputy company commander Gong Qi took the lead in shouting that the groom must reveal his love story to everyone, and then the bride would perform a show. Company Commander Zhong blushed, clasped his hands in his fists and said, "It's better not to disclose the love story, why don't I sing a song for everyone." "No way!" Gong Qi smiled and turned to ask everyone, "The company commander wants to be cunning, comrades, are you willing?" "No!" Eighty people said in unison. Captain Zhong waved his hand: "Isn't it just a communication? There are really no secrets to be disclosed. Comrades really want to hear it, then please ask the instructor to tell it for me. Because he knows our love story better than anyone here." Everyone laughed.

In the summer of 1996, the plastics industry in Province A was generally in a slump. The same is true for the S City Plastics Factory. The reason is internal and external troubles plus natural disasters. The situation of state-owned enterprises is getting increasingly difficult. The reform of the property rights system is easier said than done. It has been promoted with great fanfare from above for two years, and the news media has made a lot of noise. Many pilot projects have been carried out, but the results have been very little. The response from the bottom has always been calm, so the new enterprise mechanism has been unable to be established. This is one of them. Secondly, the people of Province D in the north are really resourceful. Relying on their geographical advantage of being across the sea from South Korea, they somehow managed to smuggle tens of thousands of tons of plastic raw materials from the sea around the Spring Festival. As a result, cheap plastic products were dumped everywhere. Province D is a close neighbor and a major agricultural province, so naturally it was the first to bear the brunt.

On Sunday morning, my eldest cousin Hongfang took a fancy to a chicken at the free market. It had yellow feathers, yellow claws and a yellow tip. It was an authentic Pudong three-yellow chicken. Touching it with your hands, you can see that there isn't much food in the chicken crop, so there must be no sand stuffed inside. It's perfect for making boiled chicken, and the soup can also be used to stew a pot of chicken porridge. The key is that the price per catty is two cents less than other stalls... Hongfang thought in her mind without showing any expression on her face, "This chicken is a little thinner and seems to be in poor spirits." The stall owner is a young man in his early twenties. "Help me, the female chicken is not a male chicken, so it is gentler. The thinner chicken will have less oil and water, so you can save weight by eating it." This Hongfang is indeed fatter. "I'll give you a dime for a pound." The young man scratched his head and said, "I didn't ask for the price in the first place. If I give you another dime, I'll lose all my profit. Well, if Auntie really wants to buy it, I'll lose my money and sell it."