Guo Yi was a legendary figure in the Clivia market at that time. In 1977 or 1978, he sold his watch and bicycle and spent 180 yuan to buy a two-year-old Clivia and started growing flowers.

When the government's price limit order caused the Clivia market to fall into a slump, he took the lead in organizing a Clivia charity exhibition and donation campaign to save the national treasure giant panda, which changed the government's attitude towards the Clivia market.

Later, he established Fengguan Company, the largest Clivia flower company in Changchun City. A Hong Kong businessman offered to exchange his flagship Clivia, Fengguan, for a new Crown sedan, but he refused.

All this makes him the number one in the Evergreen Clivia market.

Wan Feng plans to build a relationship with Guo Yi when he has time, but if he fails to do so, he will have to rely on himself.

Civilian power is one aspect, and government power is another. Only when the two are balanced can we obtain the maximum safety factor.

Wan Feng gave Tengfei a task to help him find out about some people's situations. Then he explained the greenhouse matters and set off to leave Changchun.

This time he took a direct train to Dongdan, and then took a bus from Dongdan to Bohai and got off at Yongshi Commune.

As soon as I got off the bus, I saw three tricycles parked on the roadside in front of the station, each with a sign saying "Going to Wahou" hanging on it.

Among the three people renting tricycles, there were people from Wahou, and Yang Qillang was among them.

"I said, how come you can do this?"

Yang Qilang saw Wan Feng was stunned for three seconds before he reacted: "Xiao Wan, damn, why are you here?"

"I came out to do something and came back to see you."

"Get in the car, I have to take you back."

"Are your skills good enough?"

Wan Feng felt uneasy about this guy driving a tricycle.

"What are you talking about? I've been running it for at least two or three months."

Yang Qillang’s tricycle was fully enclosed, and Wan Feng sat in the passenger seat.

Yang Qillang started the car and drove straight towards Jiangwei, the country road connecting to Heijiao Commune.

"Has there been any change here in the past few months?"

"Of course there are. I can't explain it clearly right now. You'll see when you go back. The changes are huge."

"Why don't you work in the factory?"

When the machinery factory first started production, all the young people from Wahou who were originally working in the brick and tile factory were transferred to the machinery factory as apprentices.

The machinery factory is the cornerstone of the future. Wan Feng believes that the machinery factory must train its own people, and the work that does not require much technical skills, such as that in the brick and tile factory, can be left to people hired from other places.

Therefore, most of the young people in the village were sent to machinery factories to learn skills, but this guy actually ran out to start his own business.

"I don't like being controlled. This job gives me more freedom and I earn more than the two people working in the factory, so I left."

"Don't like being controlled? It seems I have to say something to Gu Qiaoling. I don't think a short-sighted man like you is worthy of entrusting your life to. I need her to think it over carefully. A woman is afraid of marrying the wrong man."

"Why do you want to put eye drops on me as soon as you come back?"

"We originally sent you to the machinery factory to learn skills, but you came out and did this. If not you, who else should I blame?"

"No, you guys are the only ones who came out on your own. Those people wouldn't come out even if you asked them to."

"Luckily it's just you. If everyone else had left, I'd have suggested canceling the collective dividend for you all who have left to start your own businesses."

Collective dividends are the bulk of their income. If they are cancelled, they will still dare to do their jobs.

On the road to Jiangwei, tricycles came towards them from time to time, and Wan Feng also saw Xiao Jun's car.

The guy smiled and honked the horn.

“How’s the market been these past few months?”

"You'll see for yourself. It's changed a lot since you left."

"I've only been gone for four months. How much can it change?"

"Hey, we're in Jiangwei now. Are you going home or to your garment factory?"

"To the garment factory, of course."

Yang Qillang's tricycle stopped right in front of the garment factory.

"Do you want me to wait for you here?"

"No, go and do your thing."

Yang Qillang drove his tricycle back to Wahou.

The iron gate of the Jiangwei Brigade was wide open.

This iron gate is only used at night, so it must be open during the day.

Wan Feng walked into the courtyard carrying a shoulder bag. The person in charge of guarding the gate of the garment factory was Xu Jingmin.

Last year, when the garment factory needed a night watchman, Wan Feng brought him in. The salary was higher than that of the fruit tree team and he had more freedom, so there was no reason for him not to do it.

Wan Feng’s only requirement for him was: no drinking during work, and if he was caught drinking, his salary would be deducted ten yuan each time.

Xu Jingmin was sitting in the message room and immediately came out when he saw Wan Feng walk in from outside.

"Xiao Wan! Are you back?"

"Hello, Uncle Xu. Are you getting used to working here?"

"It's a habit. What's wrong with sitting every day?"

"Haha, you didn't drink?"

"No, I didn't drink once while on duty. Seriously. I drink very little alcohol a day now, not even two taels. Compared to before, it's like quitting drinking."

Quitting drinking is a good idea, and this is also the purpose of Wan Feng bringing him here in the first place, which is to force him to drink less until he finally stops drinking.

"Are you leaving again this time?"

"Leaving? I just came back to take a look. Uncle Xu, you are busy, I will go in and take a look."

The door of the garment factory's office was locked, and Luan Feng should be in the workshop.

Wan Feng walked into the workshop gate and looked inside through a door in the corridor.

The employees in the workshop were all wearing white hats and white coats and working hard. Luan Feng was also working intently on the machine.

Although Wan Feng only showed half of his face through the door glass, some sharp-eyed people still saw him, and those who saw him stopped what they were doing.

A woman behind Luan Feng reached out and poked Luan Feng.

Luan Feng turned around and glared at the female worker who stabbed her, and the female worker pointed at the door of the workshop.

Luan Feng turned around and saw a cunning face outside the glass door.

Luan Feng blinked rapidly a few times, then reached out and rubbed her eyes randomly, and then her face changed in various ways, just like the changing seasons.

The next second, Luan Feng stood up.

Wan Feng turned around and ran away as soon as he saw it.

Luan Feng rushed out like a meteor: "Little thief, don't run!"

Wan Feng looked back as he ran: "Why aren't you running?"

"Stop right there!" he shouted and started chasing after him.

The female workers in the workshop all came out to cheer Luan Feng on.

"Come on, Factory Director! Come on, Factory Director!"

"Stop him!" Luan Feng showed his authority as a factory director when he saw that he couldn't catch the thief by himself.

Then, a group of women rushed out like hens and surrounded him in a blink of an eye.

"Speak! Why do you run away when you see me?" Luan Feng stood in front of someone and asked loudly with a snort.