The deck was empty for me heading to Lujiazui in Pudong. Most residents of Pudong commuted by bicycle on the ferry to their work-units in Puxi. It was before private automobile ownership. “Have you ever heard of Pudong.” Editors began to call me with that question in early 96.įrom my two-room flat on Hongqiao Road I bicycled for the Dongjiadu dock where I could catch the ferry across the Huangpu River to Pudong. When they were kids, famine starved them, then the cultural revolution shot their chance of a good education, then the shift from a planned economy to one market driven forced them into early retirement.Ĭopyright 1997-3022 Fritz Hoffmann #shanghai #ironricebowl #zhurongji #china #reformandopening #publicprotest #factoryworkers #laidoff #leicachina #fritzhoffmann. These laid off factory workers were pissed off. By 1997, the man responsible for swinging the ax that broke China’s iron rice-bowl and shuttered outdated state-enterprises, Zhu Rongji was swinging hard. I think this was the first I actually witnessed in Shanghai. There were many times that I had to call on Shanghai’s Office of Foreign Affairs and have them bail me out. I explained, it’s official and added, China is open now. The cop saw me and asked with a look of WTF, who are you? I produced my J-card. I had recently become an accredited photojournalist, the first Shanghai resident with that official accreditation since the founding of the PRC in 1949. Laid-off workers protest under the high-flying road at intersection of HongQiao road in Shanghai Summer 1997.
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