At this moment, the blood in Gong Wei, Huang Xing, and Xiao Yu'er's bodies seemed to be roaring, and they couldn't wait to go back and achieve some practical results.
Other people's blood is roaring, but someone's blood is almost like a dried-up stream. He has been busy since 7:30 this morning, and he is really exhausted. This is more tiring than exercising and having his wife make dumplings for him.
By the time the annual meeting was over, it was already half past twelve.
He really wanted to run home and have a good sleep in the warm embrace of Zhang Xuan and Luan Feng.
But that wasn't possible, as there was a New Year's Gala organized by the group in the afternoon, and as the group's CEO he had to be applauded.
The art performance was performed by art lovers from various departments of the group, and the model team of Fengfeng Garment Factory, which is famous in the three northern provinces, was also invited to perform the finale.
It was already this late, but Wan Feng didn't go home for dinner. Instead, he had his meal in the group's cafeteria.
The food in the group’s canteens today was delicious. Although the entire group had a day off, there were still many workers living in the accommodation, so the canteens were not closed.
Nanwan Group and Huaguang Group have several canteens in Nandawan.
The old factory has it, the new factory has it, Nanwan Instruments has it, Huaguang Technology has it.
Wan Feng had his meal at the Nanwan Instrument Canteen, which was the closest to the Learning and Entertainment Center, and it was still more than a hundred meters away from the old factory.
While eating, I chatted with Guan Hai about Nanwan Instruments.
Guan Hai also won the Outstanding Management Award. Although the bonus of 3,000 yuan is not much, it is an honor.
Last year he didn't feel this bad, and was too embarrassed to look up during executive meetings. This year he is qualified to glance upwards at a 45-degree angle.
Last year, Nanwan Instruments not only completed various tasks assigned by the group on time, but also took on dozens of external projects, creating nearly 100 million yuan in profits for the group.
Therefore, Guan Hai deserves the award this year.
Guan Hai does not have a high level of education, but he is down-to-earth and hardworking, and can rush forward at critical moments, which is appreciated by Wan Feng.
"Have you ever thought about coming to the group headquarters?" Wan Feng asked while eating. He still had the old favorite, cabbage stewed with tofu, and he hardly touched the other dish of stir-fried pork with garlic sprouts.
This is probably how my life will be like. I was born to eat cabbage and tofu.
How could Guan Hai not understand Wan Feng's meaning? He wanted him to go to the headquarters to take on greater responsibilities.
Guan Hai shook his head: "Boss Wan! We've been neighbors for many years, so I won't say anything pretentious. I want to move up, but I know my shortcomings and I know my own limitations. I can't compare with those intellectuals in terms of education. Let alone the headquarters, even at Nanwan Instruments, I feel inadequate. In fact, with my level, I can only be a workshop team leader at best. I'm satisfied with being able to hold this position at Nanwan Instruments for so many years. I won't go up and occupy the toilet without doing anything. Let others do it."
Wan Feng laughed: "You are so roundabout and mean. You have made our group a cesspool in your mouth. We are just trying to eat now."
As he spoke, he tapped the edge of the bowl with his chopsticks.
Guan Hai also laughed: "I forgot to eat."
Wan Feng nodded. "That makes sense. The group must have highly educated employees in the future. Since you've spoken your mind, I won't force you. Just manage Nanwan Instruments well."
What Guan Hai said makes sense. In the future, the group’s production and logistics management and supervision departments will inevitably be controlled by these college students and graduate students.
What he wants to do now is to promote some people who are highly educated, have management and business skills and are down-to-earth and hard-working to the management level.
His future role will be to plan and supervise the general direction, and he will not be responsible for management.
After dinner, Wan Feng came to the conference room of the learning and entertainment center again.
The sound equipment had been set up on the stage. Several large speakers combined together made Wan Feng very worried about the capacity of his ears, as he was sitting in the first row.
At 1:30, the New Year's cultural performance officially kicked off.
A girl with a face painted as if she wanted to eat Tang Monk's flesh came out to announce the show, and then the show officially began.
Overall, the program was very interesting, with singing, dancing, piano playing and solo performances. Although they were not professional actors, the arrangement and connection of the program were still very good, and the whole evening show was very smooth.
The songs sung at this kind of gathering are what young people like to listen to. The group boss is only 30 years old this year and can be considered a young man, so every song he sings will be met with thunderous applause as long as it is not out of tune.
The climax was naturally the appearance of the model team from Fengfeng Garment Factory.
The girls in the model team are all over 1.7 meters tall and graceful. Even if their looks are not extraordinary, their figures are impeccable.
Wan Feng also sighed when he saw this model team.
This model team was originally created by Zhang Xuan. When she created this model team, Zhang Xuan was less than 20 years old. In the blink of an eye, she has become a mother.
And she is the mother of his child, which makes Wan Feng feel guilty. He thinks he is being too cruel.
Just because Zhang Xuan is a mother doesn’t mean that the models in this model team are also mothers. They are all young girls.
Fortunately, the heating in this room is high enough, otherwise these girls with bare legs might have to take cold medicine.
As soon as the model team came on stage, the young people from Nanwan Group started to make a noise, some shouting and whistling, and some even yelling "XXX I love you".
The models on the stage actually have a very hard time. This is not a performance in other places. No one knows each other in other places, and you can pretend not to hear those who are cheering, whistling, and expressing their feelings.
But that won’t work here. Jiangwei is such a small place, and many people in the audience know each other. If they cheer together, they might not leave.
Fortunately, these models had also been through a lot, and although they were trying to hold back their laughter, they finally did not fall down.
After the performance, which lasted more than three hours, Wan Feng gave each actor who participated in the performance a red envelope of one hundred yuan.
The 1998 annual meeting was officially over, and when we came out of the learning and entertainment center, it was already dark outside.
The street lights in Nan Da Wan are all on.
To Wan Feng, the car air conditioner was a piece of shit. By the time it came online, the temperature was so high that it was almost numb.
Wan Chongyang ran out with his cotton-padded jacket open and his head bare, calling for his father.
After Wan Feng backed the car into the garage, he quickly carried him into the house. In just a short while, the guy's nose was running and he was blind.
Wan Feng did feel tired today, and fell on the bed after dinner.
"Today is our annual meeting. The finale of the afternoon's performance will be the model team you originally created. Comrade Zhang Xuan, what are your thoughts on this?"
Zhang Xuan looked dazed for a moment, as if lost in memories.
"I can't believe it's been over ten years."
Zhang Xuan's expression was melancholy.
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