Tu Xindong's brows furrowed slightly: "One thousand yuan?"

"Yes, one thousand yuan. The houses cannot be allocated for the time being. I will apply to the relevant authorities to see if we can apply for land for you to build houses."

He Yuxiang was a bit strict with the workers, but as a Chinese, his elders had always been working class, so he would still follow the current rules when dealing with them.

Tu Xindong slowly shook his head: "It's not about money. As you know, the machinery factory has been getting worse and worse under Liu Guangsheng's management over the years. If I leave, things will definitely get even more chaotic. I have to be responsible for my position, so... I'm sorry."

He Yuxiang wasn't too surprised when she refused, and he expressed his understanding: "If you can introduce me to some talented people, I'm willing to give you money, one hundred per person."

Tu Xindong asked, "Why didn't you ask your aunt to help you find someone?"

“I’m using her connections to find people right now,” He Yuxiang said, looking at her.

Tu Xindong laughed.

That's true.

If He Yuxiang weren't Chen Qing's nephew, she wouldn't have been interested in meeting the small Hong Kong businessman at all.

"If you're short-handed, I actually know a few people."

Having managed the personnel department, she knew many talented people and immediately wrote down a list of names and their contact addresses for He Yuxiang.

He Yuxiang thanked him sincerely, saying, "If they come to work, I will give you the money."

"No need, it's nothing. I owe my position to your aunt. This little favor is nothing to worry about."

Tu Xindong had something to do, so he went back to the machinery factory to work overtime.

Actually, she was quite disappointed.

If Chen Qing were to go out on his own, she would follow him even if he paid her nothing, let alone a thousand yuan a month.

Unfortunately, it was He Yuxiang.

Forgive her for being too proud of her position; she couldn't go from being the Party Secretary of a large factory with tens of thousands of employees to becoming the Deputy Director of a small factory.

He Yuxiang didn't take Tu Xindong's rejection to heart. Putting himself in Tu Xindong's shoes, he thought he would have refused too.

But the list that Tu Xindong provided did indeed prove very useful!

Next, the electronics factory welcomed more than a dozen talents, which greatly relieved He Yuxiang's pressure and made him realize the benefits of hiring smart people!

He Yuxiang kept his word and handed Tu Xindong a 1,700 yuan envelope, saying, "Thank you for your help, Secretary Tu. If you need my help in the future, please don't hesitate to ask."

Tu Xindong was surprised that he actually gave it to him, and after he refused, He Yuxiang pushed him back.

The back-and-forth was really unsightly, so Tu Xindong finally accepted it: "Then thank you, Director He."

He Yuxiang: "No need, it's mutually beneficial for us."

Both were busy and didn't chat for long, but when Tu Xindong returned home with a large sum of money, he felt that he had done a good deed that killed three birds with one stone.

They maintained their relationship with Chen Qing, helped the unemployed, and even received a large sum of money.

He Yuxiang also felt it was a good deal. Tu Xindong was the secretary of the machinery factory and had a wide network of connections. Maintaining a good relationship with her would definitely be more beneficial than harmful to his small electronics factory. Moreover, the factory actually had more than a dozen talented people to help him solve his most troublesome problems. After returning to the factory, he found Fu Shuyan in the office and asked, "What's wrong?"

"He Yuxiang, I have to go to school."

Fu Shuyan spent the entire winter break at the electronics factory, watching it transform from chaos to order, finally resembling a proper factory, and then he could leave with peace of mind.

"Go."

He Yuxiang readily released the person.

Fu Shuyan is no longer that important to him.

Fu Shuyan: "..."

Use it and then throw it away!

He stormed off to collect his wages, intending to take Xiaoyu shopping for clothes.

Xiaoyu said he was a spendthrift.

Fu Shuyan felt wronged.

He didn't.

Yang Yihe bought it for Xiaoyu, and Xiaoyu made a matching necklace for her.

He bought it for Xiaoyu.

And I'll still get scolded.

After being sad for a while, Fu Shuyan went with Xiaoyu to buy some Guangdong specialties in preparation for returning to the capital to study.

As they were leaving, Chen Qing came to see them off and told Xiao Yu, "Go visit your uncle when you have time. He's in the capital, so it'll be convenient for him to take care of you."

“I don’t want to find my uncle. He likes to tutor me with my homework. Once, one of my teachers saw him tutoring me. He knew my uncle and thought I was also very smart. When he was teaching me, he kept calling my name. I told him directly that I am not related to my uncle by blood. I call him uncle because I feel close to him.”

Xiao Yu felt a chill run down her spine just thinking about the scene.

She stood up and blurted out whatever came to mind, acting like a fool, while a group of geniuses stared straight at her. The scene was incredibly embarrassing.

Chen Qing chuckled: "Is it that serious?"

Xiaoyu nodded seriously: "Yes! We have a lot of academic pressure."

Chen Qing smiled and said, "Alright then, you decide what to do."

When the train arrived at the station, Xiaoyu boarded and, taking advantage of the window, waved vigorously to her aunt, saying, "Auntie, you must miss me!"

"Okay, take good care of yourself. Once we get a phone installed at home, you can call home anytime."

"good!!!"

Xiaoyu leaned against the window, watching her aunt's figure grow smaller and smaller, and still secretly wiped away her tears.

Chen Qing was reluctant to leave the train station, but when he drove back to the garment factory, he suddenly received a message that his application had been approved!

Overjoyed, Chen Qing quickly gathered all the employees of the Summer Sports Apparel Factory to begin a new round of preparations, starting another simplified version of the spring cleaning.

The banner titles have also been changed to be closely linked to current policies, such as "Reform and Opening Up, Scaling New Heights," "Quality First, Earning Foreign Exchange for the Country," and "Marching Towards a Socialist Power with Four Modernizations."

Amidst intensive preparations, Minister Lian once again graced the occasion with his presence, accompanied by provincial leaders Song Zemin, Qi Yuanchao from the Light Industry Bureau, Wang Xuemei, Deputy Director of the Foreign Trade Bureau, the Director of the Planning Commission, and other important leaders.

The auditorium of the Shengxia Garment Factory was packed with all 500 seats.

The electric fan whirred overhead, but it couldn't dispel the tense, breathless atmosphere.

Chen Qing sat on the left side of the stage, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, his clothes neat and dignified. Looking at the leaders on the stage, he felt that this day had finally come. He was not very excited, but rather had a sense of calm that the dust had finally settled.

"Comrades, let's begin the meeting."

Song Zemin's voice was amplified and carried throughout the auditorium.

The room fell silent instantly, so quiet you could hear the pages turning.

Once the room quieted down, Song Zemin began, “First, please let Comrade Lian Zhenghao, Minister of Light Industry, read the document.”

Minister Lian stood up and went to the stage. He took out two official documents from a folder and spoke into the microphone. His voice was steady and powerful, each word like a nail striking the ears of everyone present: "With the approval of the State Council, the former Guangdong Shengxia Sports Apparel Factory is hereby upgraded to an enterprise directly under the Ministry of Light Industry, renamed Shengxia Garment General Factory, and managed as a department-level unit." (End of Chapter)