At the time, many senior professors probably thought this was just a passing fad.
In reality, it was just a fleeting enthusiasm. When Wang Ruiming saw the mountain of books, his face immediately fell. But Wang Shouren simply told him to start learning.
Every time they studied, Wang Shouren would explain which part of the rocket it was.
Why should we learn this? What consequences will result if we don't learn this?
The little human cub was no match for the seasoned veteran. Before long, he was completely fooled and actually started to enjoy learning.
Once things got out of control, the troublemaker Wang Ruiming disappeared, and was replaced by the bookworm Wang Ruiming.
The title of "mischievous devil" was inherited by his twin sister, Wang Xirou.
That is, from the age of five, Wang Ruiming's "play" really turned into reading.
In his view, reading is no different from playing. The sense of accomplishment from solving a problem is also satisfying. On the contrary, playing marbles becomes boring after a few days. He feels that his "play" is a higher form of play, different from other children's. He can play for a lifetime, while other children can only play for a short time.
He's proud!
"Factory manager, get ready to begin!"
The antique wall clock in the office had already ticked to 1:30, and by this time, people had already entered the open space.
Kui Datou rushed over to call Wang Shouren, because Wang Shouren was the one who should give the opening remarks.
In terms of schedule, it started at 2 PM, lasted until 6 PM, had an hour for the lucky draw, and then we ate dinner before everyone went home.
When Wang Shouren appeared, the audience was already mostly seated, a dense, dark mass.
He picked up the iconic megaphone in his hand. It actually had a microphone, but he didn't like using it; he felt the megaphone was more powerful.
"Comrades, guests, good afternoon."
Wang Shouren's sudden outburst startled everyone. Seeing the atmosphere getting a bit awkward, Kui Datou immediately clapped his hands and shouted, "Bravo!"
"good!"
One person took the lead, and the others followed suit, clapping like seals.
"Alright, alright, everyone quiet down. This isn't for clapping." Wang Shouren pressed down on the crowd, and they quieted down again.
"That's our factory manager," Zuo Yan whispered to his wife and mother.
"He's so young..." Mother Zuo nodded. "He must be the leader of Kui Datou and his gang, right?"
"have no idea."
Kui Datou's rise to wealth was sudden. Before, he was just a poor man, leading his brothers to guard a brothel. He didn't make any money, just enough to stay alive. Then, inexplicably, he brought back a lot of supplies, and everyone was saying that Datou had become rich. However, for so many years, no one knew who was behind Datou.
The more the story was told, the more bizarre it became.
This has resulted in the fact that no one dares to touch Da Tou's small territory, even now.
Later, Da Tou went south and brought back a lot of things. Because some people couldn't figure out his background, no one dared to touch him. To be fair, he's been really lucky over the years.
Wang Shouren was still speaking above.
"Logically speaking, when we have this annual meeting, we should talk about our factory's achievements this year. But then I thought about it and realized that if we talked about achievements, I could talk from dawn till dusk, which wouldn't be very interesting. So let's keep it brief: this year, all three workshops in our factory have basically achieved the level of producing 1,000 motorcycles per month."
"To put it simply, the national annual output is around 10,000 units, and our factory can produce that much of the national motorcycle production in a year." Wang Shouren paused here.
Kui Datou understood immediately and continued clapping and cheering.
That's why I say this speech needs a plant.
Wang Shouren waved his hand again, silencing the question: "Alright, it's just a small achievement. Of course, this achievement was created by you all, so it's time to share it with you. Next, I'll talk about what I plan to do next year. As you can see, the large canteen has been built. By the way, the industrial park next door has also been incorporated into our factory. Construction is currently underway there, and the dormitory building should be completed around April or May. You're lucky; there aren't many people there yet. Applications will open next year, so if you want to live in the dormitory, go to your supervisor in advance to apply."
"We have several dormitory building options, and I'll let you know about them all later. Also, the factory will be expanding next year, and a group of people will be transferred to the new factory. There will be subsidies for experienced staff mentoring new ones. In short, there will be more benefits next year. I hope that while you have a prosperous New Year, you can tell yourselves that next year will be even more prosperous than this year! Okay?"
"good!"
Kui Datou didn't shout it out, but the people below were already in an uproar.
This is incredibly informative.
The plot of land next door wasn't small; it was actually part of the municipal plan, intended for future development. However, the higher-ups said they wanted to support Wang Shouren, and without negotiating any conditions, they simply gave him the land. As for requirements, there weren't any. Just do things according to your conscience. Ultimately, the higher-ups still considered him one of their own.
Moreover, Dongfang Fuxing had taken advantage of the promises made by Wang Shouren. Next year, a sum of foreign exchange would arrive—a very tempting prospect. So, with a wave of his hand, he handed it over to him.
In the terms Wang Shouren signed with his superiors, Wang Shouren personally held 51% of the shares, while his superiors held 49%. He had no other requirements, as long as he had the final say. As for how much money he could make, he really didn't care much.
People these days don't realize how much this land is actually worth; they care more about the value they create now. Wang Shouren recruited several hundred workers in just a few months—that's enough, if nothing else.
"Alright, alright, alright, I won't waste any more time. Also, I'll keep you in suspense for now; there'll be a surprise waiting for you after the performance. I won't tell you what it is yet, so you can fully enjoy the show. Now, please welcome the host!"
Xu Weiwei appeared on stage somewhat awkwardly in a formal dress.
There was no other way; not many people in the factory could read, and even fewer were women. So, Xu Weiwei was the only one who could handle this kind of task.
This was no challenge for the young woman. Although she was a little awkward, she practiced for a long time and bravely went on stage.
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