Rebirth 1983: I'll Make the Ungrateful Children Kneel and Beg for Mercy

Su Jianguo took his last breath on his sickbed, still hearing the quarrel of his five children fighting over 300,000 yuan for surgery fees.

When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to t...

Chapter 140 Recruiting Employees

In less than half a day, more than thirty people had signed up.

Following his brother's instructions, Su Jianjun prioritized selecting villagers who were from impoverished families and were hardworking.

The next morning, ten newly recruited workers gathered in front of the greenhouse.

Su Jianguo personally assigned them tasks:

"Zhang Dazhu, you take two people to oversee the cucumbers in greenhouse number one. Li brothers, you two take care of the tomatoes in greenhouse number two. Aunt Wang, you take your daughter to oversee the leafy greens in greenhouse number three..."

Wu Ermaitai stood aside, grinning from ear to ear as he looked at the sudden appearance of his helper.

He no longer has to work alone from morning till night.

Su Jianguo called his younger brother and Wu Ermaitai aside.

"Jianjun, you're in charge of overall coordination. Check on each greenhouse every morning and evening. Second Brother, you're experienced, so mentor the newcomers, especially in key techniques like temperature control and watering."

The two nodded repeatedly.

Su Jianjun suddenly remembered something.

"Brother, that tractor..."

"Use the fertilizer and tools first."

Su Jianguo said.

"You'll be busy once the vegetables are in season."

In the days that followed, the work in the greenhouse proceeded smoothly.

The newcomers quickly mastered the basic skills, and under Wu Ermaitai's guidance, they learned how to judge soil moisture and how to prevent and control pests and diseases.

Su Jianjun rides his bicycle to inspect the four greenhouses every day, recording the crop growth.

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After dealing with the matter in Sujiatun,

Su Jianguo rode his bicycle back to Beijing.

Pushing open the gate of the courtyard house, the courtyard was quiet.

Only the leaves of the old locust tree rustled in the breeze.

Su Jianguo leaned his bicycle against the wall and patted the dust off his clothes.

"Xiulan? I'm back."