Back then, Wan Feng had come to this yard many times when he collected glass shards for money, and he was not unfamiliar with this place at all.
The original glass fiber factory is no longer there. It seems to have closed down two years ago.
Now Wan Feng's uncle Wu Qing's plastic factory is located in the former glass fiber factory, including an east wing, a total of two workshops.
The plastics factory only produces two products: plastic bags and plastic bottles.
The plastic bags are the convenient bags currently used in the market, and the plastic bottles are produced for Jiangwei Beverage Factory.
Wu Qing has changed from the gloomy look he had when he first started the factory to a full of energy and looks like a leader.
Human beings, as advanced animals, are greatly influenced by the environment. If an ugly woman is complimented by men every day, she will develop a charm that will fascinate men.
A farmer who is called factory director every day will naturally develop some official authority.
This is what Wu Qing is like now, he really looks like a leader.
There are 21 workers in the small factory, working in two workshops, and each person's monthly salary is 30 yuan.
My second aunt and second uncle have a clear division of labor, one is in charge of production and the other is in charge of money, and they work in harmony.
The plastic factory's performance is slightly better than Jiang Li's cardboard factory, but not much better.
This is good, as it maintains a delicate balance in income between both parties, so that you won't be jealous of me and I won't be jealous of you.
Wan Feng conveyed the information about his aunt's birthday, but he did not express any opinion on whether they should go or not.
The main road that leads directly from Yongshi Commune to Heijiao Commune passes right in front of the small factory. Three miles to the east is Liutun, and two miles further is Jiangwei.
Wan Feng rode his scooter along this road to the garment factory. When he passed the stamping parts factory, he finally saw Zhang Hai, with his hands behind his back, packing a large amount of garlic in the yard of the stamping factory.
Wan Feng turned the handlebars and drove in.
"Boy, you came back without even bringing any gifts to see me." Zhang Hai looked at Wan Feng coldly when he saw him, as if they were his enemies from the previous life.
"Uncle Zhang Hai, now that you're a Party secretary, can you please elevate your spiritual realm a little? Maybe one day you'll be able to join the system and become a commune secretary or something. Extorting bribes now isn't a good habit."
"That's all nonsense. For those of us who aren't in the system, the highest position we can reach is brigade secretary. So stop trying to be a toad and eat swan meat."
"That's not necessarily true. If your abilities are truly outstanding, you might even be promoted exceptionally. It's not uncommon for such a thing to happen."
The biggest advantage of China's ruling party is that it can discover talents and give full play to them. If you are really talented and have made achievements to prove yourself, the channels for advancement are really open.
"That's too far-fetched a topic. What plans do you have for this trip? I'd like to hear any good ideas."
Wan Feng immediately shook his head. "No, I don't have any plans. Jiangwei is thriving under the leadership of Secretary Zhang Hai. It has a brand new look. I just came back to see the new atmosphere of Jiangwei's rapid development."
Zhang Hai chuckled: "Stop bullshitting me."
"But I have something personal to tell you. My family is planning to move back from Longjiang, probably within three years. I'll settle down in Jiangwei then. You wouldn't object, would you?"
Relocation mainly depends on the accepting unit. If there is a unit in another place to accept it, the matter is half successful.
"Are you really going to move back? I heard that moving is very troublesome."
"You don't have to worry about that. It's really difficult to settle in the city, but there's still room for you to settle in the countryside. As long as there's a place that accepts you, you should be able to succeed."
"Of course I accept. With someone as talented as you at Jiangwei, it's hard for Jiangwei to do anything bad. You'd be an idiot not to accept it."
Wan Feng smiled bitterly: "It would be great if everyone in Jiangwei thought like you, but unfortunately some people don't think so."
Zhang Hai's eyes flashed: "Did you hear some people gossiping in the back of the valley?"
"Forget it, it's all just empty talk. If I come back in the future and need a piece of land, you have to grant it to me."
"What? Do you want to work alone?"
"That's what I think for now."
"You have to count my shares, otherwise there's no way!"
Wan Feng looked at Zhang Hai unhappily and said, "If you block me, I will settle down in Cuitun and start a business there."
"No, no, I was just joking. You can tell me when you come back. If I were still Secretary Jiang Wei, this wouldn't be a problem. It's all thanks to you that Jiang Wei is where he is today. I know that."
Zhang Hai actually fell in love!
But Wan Feng felt like vomiting when he saw his sentimental look, so he quickly slipped away.
In the garment factory's office, Wan Feng took a sip of tea and glanced at Jiang Min who was sitting opposite him. He looked at her more than twenty times.
"Have you seen enough?" Jiang Min got angry.
This guy has been staring at her since he came in. He must be sick!
"I can't believe that Sister Min, who's always been a lady, has become so open-minded. You're only three days away from your wedding, so why are you sleeping together? This is a challenge to Chinese tradition and must be judged by the righteousness of morality."
"Get lost! What right do you and Feng'er have to say what others can say? Hey? How did you figure that out?" Jiang Min's face flushed.
"Women always have a rosy complexion and affectionate eyes for a few days after having sex. It's very obvious. I guess you slept together a few days ago."
Jiang Min didn't come a few days ago, and even an idiot would be thinking about those days.
"Feng'er also seems to have a rosy complexion this morning. Does that mean yesterday..."
"Hmm! Have you bought everything for the wedding? What are you going to give as an accompanying gift?" Wan Feng interrupted quickly. It seemed that women nowadays were not easy to deal with. They evolved too quickly.
"We decided to keep things simple, so he bought a TV and I bought a sewing machine."
"What about forty-eight legs?"
A large wardrobe, a chest of drawers, a desk, a bed, plus stools and chairs, you need to collect forty-eight legs in total.
"No, just a bed and a desk."
"I didn't forget the bed though. It would be great if you could save on the bed. It would be much more economical to sleep on the floor."
Jiang Min didn't say anything.
"We can't keep it simple. Keeping it simple means you're poor. Why should you keep it simple if you have money? You're just going with a sewing machine, and the garment factory will be embarrassed. This won't do! After all, you're a veteran of the garment factory, you can't marry off so shabbily. I heard Yan Ling has four or five brothers, and your mother-in-law will roll her eyes if you go there like this. We can't let their family look down on us. If we go there, we'll be considered inferior. We must be superior. Isn't it still in time to get married at 18?"
Although the amount of dowry a woman brings when she gets married does not directly determine your future family status in China like the women in my third brother's family, it also has an impact on your future status in the other party's family.
At that time, there were many children in the family. If you lived in poverty, you would lose points in the eyes of your parents-in-law and would also be looked down upon by your sisters-in-law.
"Forty-eight legs are not enough now. Let's do it after you get married. Leave the rest to me. I won't let the Yan family look down on us then."
Jiang Min has been here at the garment factory since the first two machines were installed, and Wan Feng couldn't bear to see her leave in such a shabby state.
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