Although there weren't a huge crowd of people in front of the nursing home, there were still quite a few people gathered around. The village leaders were all there, and Zhang Hai had even returned.
This isn't an opening ceremony, why is he here to join in the fun?
Compared with when Wan Feng visited five or six days ago, the nursing home has changed again this time.
The small trees planted in the spring on both sides of the aisles outside and in the yard have grown lush and green, and the flowers in the six flower beds in the yard are vying for beauty.
The nursing home is kept clean inside and out, giving people a comfortable feeling at first glance.
Zhang Hai and Zhu Ping inspected each room one by one, and they showed satisfaction in every one of them.
With these two people inspecting, Wan Feng didn't plan to grind the soles of his shoes. He sat in a shady place and chatted with a few old men from the Waqian team who came to watch the fun.
Zhu Ping was very satisfied with the nursing home in terms of both design style and construction quality, and finally signed the handover contract.
Wan Feng said that the nursing home and welfare factory would be handed over to the village after they were built, and the operating rights would be transferred to the village, so it was Zhu Ping who signed the acceptance document.
After Zhu Ping signed the acceptance document, Tan Chun turned around and ran to the welfare factory construction site.
He didn't have time to chat with these old men. He had a lot of work to do. The welfare factory was pouring concrete.
The Wanfeng nursing home has been handed over to the village. The village will have the final say on a series of matters, including the appointment of management personnel and service staff of the nursing home.
Once these people are organized, the lonely and elderly people will be welcomed to live here.
Coming and going is entirely voluntary, and no one will force you if you really don't want to come.
Zhu Ping went to discuss the staffing arrangements for the nursing home with Zhang Hai, and Wan Feng wandered over to the welfare factory construction site.
When he came a few days ago, the factory building of the welfare factory had just been built to half the height of the windows. When he came again today, they were already pouring a layer of concrete, and the construction was almost complete.
Less than one-fifth of the area remains.
I finished it before dark this afternoon.
"Tomorrow I'll go to the Nanwan factory to settle the remaining bill for the nursing home. I'll settle it as I finish the work. I don't like to think about these messy things."
Tan Chun had no objection to Wan Feng's suggestion.
If he still objects to being given money, he must be crazy.
"I've hired someone to design and calculate your school. The school can't have any fancy designs. Just a regular two-story building with corridors and stairs indoors, is that okay?"
The design of corridors and stairs in the room will inevitably affect the indoor area, as these two things take up a lot of space.
Wan Feng thought for a moment and nodded: "Can't we design it outside?"
"If the design is to be outside, it has to be placed in the front. As a school, having stairs and corridors outside the front gives people a messy feeling."
That makes sense. Even though a school is just a technical school, it is so messy outside that one can tell it is not a formal school.
"Then get it inside."
"The budget is two hundred thousand. If we want to harden the entire yard, it will cost another twenty thousand."
Money is not an issue, but quality must be solid.
"Of course the ground needs to be hardened, and it needs to be hardened with 425 cement. You have to do it well, or it will turn into dirt in three to five years."
Cement floors are really deceptive. Some construction teams not only use 325 cement, but also put more sand and less cement. The resulting floors will return to their original state within three years, perfectly illustrating the meaning of the saying "dust to dust, ashes to ashes."
"Look at what you said, can I fool you!"
"I prefer to say things directly to someone's face. That way, when I have to deduct money later, I can be justified and avoid those shameless people saying I didn't tell them in the first place."
Tan Chun was speechless: "Why do I feel like you have something else to say?"
"Haha, it's better to say it out loud. Let's be mean first and then gentlemen. Even classmates can't be sentimental."
"The concrete at the Fuli Factory will be finished before dark today, and it will take half a month to cure. Tomorrow, everyone will go over to start the foundation. Do you have any other requests?"
"No, I won't mess with you if you just do your best."
He has so many things to do all day long that he doesn't have time to go to the construction site and mess around.
Tomorrow, Huaguang’s small-batch production of pagers will roll off the production line, and at the same time, Zhang Xuan’s paging station equipment will be installed tomorrow.
His task is to arrange the first batch of users first.
Now he is ready to go to the mountain to see how the equipment is installed.
The people in the telecommunications installation team did a good job. The equipment for the paging station was installed and debugged in two and a half days.
The reason why the installation was so fast was of course because Wan Feng was supervising.
Wan Feng did not supervise with a critical eye, but urged with abundant material.
Three packs of osmanthus cigarettes, free meals and drinks in the factory cafeteria at noon, and free drinks and snacks while working.
With such material supervision, these people work not only quickly but also very carefully. It can be said that they may not be so careful even when working for their own families.
The debugging after installation was also done with great care, and half a day was spent helping the girls adapt.
After another two days of network activation, Holi Paging Station was able to recruit customers and start business.
The network access fee is 120 yuan, and the service fee is 80 yuan per month.
The pager costs 1,200 yuan.
Wan Feng felt that he was not unscrupulous at all. Compared with the prices in Shenzhen, he was much more conscientious.
Wan Feng naturally became the first customer, his number was 126?-00.
Since Wan Feng was first, Luan Feng was naturally second. Her number had one more digit than Wan Feng's, which was 00.
Zhang Xuan is naturally 113.
Wan Feng couldn't control other factories, but the senior management of Nanwan Factory had to have one. Wan Feng gave one to everyone above the level of workshop director.
The factory covers the machine fee and network access fee, but it does not cover the service fee, which has to be paid by the individual.
More than 900 yuan a year is not a small amount, and most people really can't afford it.
But this is only temporary. Within two years, the service fee for the digital machine will drop to thirty yuan, twenty yuan, or even fifteen yuan per month.
The Nanwan factory alone shipped dozens of units.
As Zhang Xuan's good sister, Luan Feng of course also wanted to help, and the clothing factory also distributed more than a dozen units.
Now that he has a pager, Wan Feng thinks it's time to print business cards.
He ran to Wahou Market to find the art club.
The art club that made the billboard for him no longer exists in Wahou. Yan Ling, the guy with glasses, has gone to his advertising company in the county town.
Wan Feng had no choice but to find another one.
Business cards were not popular in the north at that time, and many people didn't even know what they were.
It would be fine if ordinary people didn't know, but it's not right for you, who runs an art club, to tell Wan Feng that you don't know what a business card is.
Wan Feng also has to popularize scientific knowledge to them, which is very tiring.
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