This year, both the Wu and Liu families gathered at Wu Changfeng's house to celebrate the Spring Festival.
More than ten people celebrated and made merry.
Now, Lin Xiaotong has learned from who-knows-where that Wu Changfeng is the big boss of Qimingxing, which makes her very depressed.
He raised a glass of wine: "Brother-in-law, you really know how to tease me."
Wu Changfeng sniffed: "What do you mean?"
"You're not just the driver for the big boss of Qimingxing, you are the big boss yourself!"
"I didn't say I was the driver."
Lin Xiaotong thought about it and realized that her brother-in-law hadn't actually said that; it was just her guess.
It's not his fault.
Wu Changfeng used to be a hoodlum, but who knew he would transform into a big boss.
No one can be trusted.
Lan Detao laughed and said, "Brother, don't even mention you, I'm completely taken aback. No wonder Changfeng said it works well inside the Morning Star; how could it not work?"
Everyone smiled.
After learning that Wu Changfeng was a very wealthy man, everyone frequently poured him drinks.
It truly proves the saying: "When you're poor, no one cares even in the bustling city; when you're rich, distant relatives come calling even in the deep mountains."
This matter couldn't be kept secret for long, so Wu Changfeng didn't pay much attention to it.
After everyone finished their meal, they watched the Spring Festival Gala.
This is an essential program for ordinary people today.
Unlike later generations, where young people are glued to their phones and show no interest in television programs.
You can't blame young people for this; it's getting less and less interesting, and they can even fall asleep watching it.
But the TV programs at that time were still quite competitive and of high quality.
Even though Wu Changfeng could recite the famous skit lines by heart, he still enjoyed watching them.
The two babies can already stand up and run, chattering and running all over the house.
The sound of firecrackers outside was incessant.
The atmosphere of the Chinese New Year is very strong.
When the children came to pay their New Year's visits, Wu Changfeng gave each of them a red envelope; he certainly wouldn't leave one out.
They used to pretend to be poor, but now that they've been exposed, the red envelopes they'll give will definitely be thicker.
Wu Changfeng was not stingy either. When his older brother asked to borrow money in a humble manner, he simply waved his hand and said, "Lend it to him."
Actually, my older brother's life wasn't very good.
They also need to take care of their parents in the countryside, so they should contribute something, no matter how much, so that their eldest brother can't always worry about them, and the other children don't offer any help either.
Wu Changfeng also invited his parents to live in the city several times.
But the two elders said they weren't used to it. When they came to take care of the child, they felt awkward and preferred the countryside.
Wu Changfeng didn't say anything.
That year, my younger sister also became a civil servant. She did a good job and received care and praise from her superiors.
But the younger sister knew that this was all because Mayor Cui was giving Wu Changfeng face.
Once the year is over...
Qimingxing has officially entered production.
All employees returned on time.
In fact, the research institute in Jiangcheng started construction earlier. They had a heavy task on their shoulders, racing against time to catch up with foreign technologies.
They were afraid that foreign countries would make technological progress while they were resting.
If you can't keep up with this step, you'll fall behind at every step.
At Huo Jiaqi's suggestion, we should take two fewer days off during the Spring Festival and continue to work hard.
However, Wu Changfeng did not appear at the door on the first day of construction at Qimingxing.
In previous years, he should have stood at the main entrance and given red envelopes to each employee.
But this time it wasn't possible; he needed to go to the hospital.
There's no other reason than that Mayor Cui was hospitalized.
When Wu Changfeng arrived at the hospital, he thought Mayor Cui had drunk too much during the New Year celebrations and was bleeding. But after asking, he found out that was not the case.
The reason is that too many workers were laid off last year. Although the tuk-tuk service solved some employment problems, it was only a small number.
There is still a large number of workers whose resettlement is uncertain.
Then Mayor Cui discussed it with the Labor Bureau, and they decided to hold a job fair after the New Year, inviting factories in the city to participate. This would at least solve some of the employment problems.
But things didn't go as planned; where did the laid-off workers come from?
The factory was failing, which is why I was laid off.
Factories don't need workers anymore!
However, several private companies have been very proactive, expressing interest in skilled workers.
Mayor Cui was a little dumbfounded.
Local businesses don't need people, and some are even laying off employees.
Private companies, on the other hand, only require skilled workers.
This is completely a drop in the ocean!
So, he fell ill immediately.
However, it's nothing serious.
You should be fine after a day of rest.
Wu Changfeng sat by the hospital bed, peeling an apple, and asked, "Want some?"
Mayor Cui sighed and shook his head: "How can I possibly eat anything?"
Wu Changfeng immediately started munching on the food: "Then I'll eat it."
Mayor Cui: ...
After finishing his meal, Wu Changfeng clapped his hands and said, "Mayor Cui, how come you got sick over something like this?"
Mayor Cui rolled his eyes: "Jiangcheng is my child. It's heartbreaking to see so many laid-off workers. You don't understand how anxious I am, since you're not in my position."
Wu Changfeng shrugged: "Then you can set quotas for companies. No matter how many they don't meet, it's unacceptable. After all, the municipal government has the final say on local companies."
"Look at what you're saying." Mayor Cui was somewhat displeased: "Although it's our decision, we still have to consider the actual situation. We can arrange for factories with good operating conditions, like the First Electronics Factory, but how many can we arrange?"
"Several textile companies in the city are also doing well. Because of the existence of the trade city, there is a great demand for raw materials. The number of garment factories has increased significantly, and they do provide many jobs, but they cannot support the large number of laid-off workers."
"Moreover, these garment factories are all privately owned. If the pressure is too heavy, they will simply run away."
Wu Changfeng said "oh" a few times: "This can't go on like this."
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