断壁残垣,杂草丛生,残阳如血。耳边蛙声如鼓,眼底一片苍凉。王善发伫立发呆,夕阳映着一个陡直细长的影子,直指那八面来风,木桩铁皮的旧工棚。这是1984年夏,古城保定。人民解放军空军后勤部某团家属工厂濒临绝境:产品积压,资金拮据人心惶惶。“借我两万元,年底若是不盈利,情愿免职回家卖烤 Broken wall ruins, overgrown with weeds, such as blood. Ears frogs like a drum, eyes bleak. Wang Shan hair standing in a daze, the sunset reflected a steep slender shadow, pointing to the wind and wind, stump metal old shed. This is the summer of 1984, the ancient city of Baoding. People’s Liberation Army Air Corps Logistics Group, a corps family factory verge of despair: product backlog, capital constraints people panic. "I borrow two million, if the end is not profitable, willing to leave home to sell baked