Time flew by and it was Friday afternoon.

Today is a general meeting, so Gao Yan arrived at the factory right on time.

The factory's open space was already filled with workers, more than 80 percent of whom were women, a typical case of female dominance over males.

"Master, over here!"

Han Tiehua waved to Gao Yan.

This apprentice is quite good; he prepared a chair for Gao Yan in advance and even made him a cup of tea.

At four o'clock, the conference officially began.

First, Factory Director Huang Jianyun gave a speech.

Huang Jianyun's skills were far superior to Xu Dali's, which excited many workers, who applauded continuously. Of course, it was also possible that the female workers were easier to fool.

Director Huang spoke for more than twenty minutes, followed by speeches from two deputy directors.

But they are not as good as Huang Jianyun.

But the workers still applauded out of courtesy.

Finally, it was time for the awards ceremony for model workers.

This time, the factory selected a total of five model workers.

Two of them were sewing workers in the workshop, one in her early thirties and the other in her forties. Gao Yan occupied one of the other three spots, and the other was won by the water heater worker in the bathhouse and the broadcaster in the propaganda department!

When Gao Yan took the stage, the applause was much more enthusiastic than that for the other four model workers.

Moreover, there was a lot of discussion among the audience.

After all, Gao Yan spends very little time at the factory, giving people a mysterious feeling.

final.

The awards for model workers were presented by factory director Huang Jianyun.

The prize consisted of two large black coins, a large porcelain cup printed with the words "Beijing Garment Factory" and "Model Worker," ten jin of grain coupons, two jin of meat coupons, and a large red flower.

After the awards ceremony, Gao Yan returned to her seat with a big red flower on her chest, only to find that many female workers were giving her strange looks.

"Master, congratulations!"

"Captain, congratulations!"

"Captain, are you treating us?"

"please!"

Gao said, "Our hunting team hasn't had a get-together yet. After the conference, I'll treat everyone to a meal!"

Another twenty minutes passed.

After the conference officially ended, Gao Yan led the hunting team to a nearby restaurant.

However, prices were indeed cheap in that era.

With meat and wine, Gao Yan and his group only spent eight yuan and fifty-three cents.

Knowing that Gao Yan had become a model worker at the garment factory, Li Mengyao prepared food and drinks at home.

Gao Yan naturally wouldn't let his wife's good intentions go to waste.

Therefore, after returning home, they ate and drank some more.

Early that night.

Li Mengyao had long since fallen into a deep sleep.

Gao Yan then quietly left the courtyard house and began to wander around the capital, distributing rice and grains to impoverished families.

He acquired these items from the black market using money from those who coveted Old Wu's fortune.

Meanwhile, he spent several days researching those impoverished families, so he only officially took action tonight.

Two hours later.

Gao Yan returned home, hugged his wife, and continued sleeping.

In just two hours, he brought warmth to hundreds of families.

The supplies sent out were worth approximately three thousand yuan!

The next morning.

When Grandma Xu woke up, she prepared to go to the kitchen to cook for her paralyzed son.

But they found an extra bag of wheat flour, a bag of cornmeal, and a piece of cured meat in the kitchen.

"this?"

Grandma Xu has no formal job. Apart from taking odd jobs at the neighborhood office, she can only make a living by collecting garbage. In addition, she has a paralyzed son, so her family lives in extreme poverty.

Let alone meat and wheat flour, they could only eat cornmeal once every three to five days. The mother and son usually ate sweet potatoes.

But now someone has brought them meat, wheat flour, and cornmeal.

Logically, she should have taken these items to the neighborhood office to hand them over, but thinking of her paralyzed son who was already emaciated, she finally hardened her heart and decided not to hand them over!

Gao Yan delivered supplies to hundreds of poor families. Some accepted the supplies quietly, while others chose to report them to the local street office.

The neighborhood committee also attaches great importance to this matter.

They also suspected that these supplies might be stolen and given to the poor.

But after a day of searching, no one was found to have lost so many supplies.

I later learned that in the past few days, people in Beijing's black market have been making large-scale purchases.

It is highly likely that these supplies were purchased by the other party from the black market.

If that's the case, then there's no need to worry about it.

After all, the family that donated the supplies was really poor.

Having these things will make things much better.

The next few days.

The poor in the capital city began to receive mysteriously gifted supplies.

Since the neighborhood committee didn't care, the poor families accepted the money without hesitation and secretly thanked the mysterious person.

Of course, some people are also dissatisfied.

"My family is clearly very poor, so why doesn't the mysterious person give me anything?"

Gao Yan was unaware of these resentful clamorers, and even if he had, he wouldn't have paid them any attention.

However, this matter still attracted the attention of those above.

Send people to investigate who the mysterious person is!

But after several days of investigation, they couldn't even find a trace of the mysterious person.

However, Gao Yan has already delivered all the black market supplies he purchased. He plans to take a break for a while and resume deliveries after the mysterious man incident has subsided.

Because the government has people monitoring the black market!

That night.

Gao Yan made another deal with Zhao Yucheng.

Earned 30 million in revenue.

Total revenue has exceeded 70 million.

Moreover, as the country purchases more and more food from Canada, the rations for Beijing residents have been fully restored.

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