On the weekend, Chen Qing took Pingping to Tsinghua University's campus. Pingping wanted to go to the library, and she was as happy as a mouse that had fallen into a rice jar.
Youyou went to work as a junior supervisor at the restaurant her brother was renovating.
Comrade He Yuan...
Working overtime without pay.
Chen Qing went to the back of the classroom for class. She was wearing a simple sweater, loose jeans, and ordinary cloth shoes. Apart from her overly flamboyant face, she was no different from any other student.
Coincidentally, the professor was analyzing the Shengxia Garment Factory's plans for this year, which mainly included expanding into domestic and international markets, increasing brand awareness, and attracting talent.
Professor Lin pointed out a drawback: "The fact that the factory director and deputy director of Shengxia Garment Factory are putting in so much effort to perform is both a good thing and a drawback. They are not steady enough and are prone to fatigue after a short-term burst of performance."
Our company is state-owned, which has its advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that brands like Shengxia Factory belong to us. The disadvantage is that we don't have a stable leader. In recent years, the factory director has changed frequently, which has led to a lack of morale. I heard that some employees in Shengxia Factory have become as lazy as those in other state-owned factories.
Therefore, while promoting state ownership, we must also consider the market for private enterprises in the future. Some students might see this as capitalism, and I believe the government will regulate this aspect. However, in my personal opinion, private enterprises are inevitable.
Everyone was taking notes rapidly while glancing at Chen Qing out of the corner of their eyes.
After a moment's thought, Chen Qing also took notes like the other students.
For the past two months, Lei Songyue and Qin Qiuhe have been very restrained, bothering her too much, and only calling her once a week to inquire about her needs.
She usually only provides guidance, not makes decisions.
But as Professor Lin said, without a stable leader, internal strife is inevitable. However, if the strife continues, there may be a period of explosive growth, but the situation will inevitably weaken afterward.
Chen Qing wasn't too worried about how to resolve this matter. She hoped that Lei Songyue and Qin Qiuhe could discover the solution on their own. If not, Shengxia Factory would undergo a purge.
After one class ended, the next class was taught by an elderly man with gray hair. He spoke in a loud voice, starting with the theory of division of labor, then moving on to scientific management, and finally delving into the actual contradictions in the operation of enterprises under a planned economy.
The old professor was clearly not satisfied with simply reciting from the textbook. He liked to pose a real-world case to his students, such as "a steel plant has consistently low equipment utilization" or "a textile factory has serious inventory backlog." Then he would ask, "If you were the factory manager or a manager in charge, where would you start your analysis? Systemic reasons, technical reasons, or management reasons? What would be your priorities?"
The classroom immediately became lively.
Chen Qing noticed this from the very first class: Tsinghua students were truly diligent, confident, and generous. They were quick-witted and eager to speak. Although some of their views seemed a bit idealistic to Chen Qing, their spirit of not being bound by society and daring to question things had already made Chen Qing's blood boil.
young.
So beautiful.
As Chen Qing listened to them citing the models they had learned in class, they debated heatedly about whether 'incentives' or 'constraints' were more important, and they inevitably used Chen Qing, whom they knew well, as an example.
Chen Qing listened with great interest.
After all, the question of whether debating planned targets necessarily leads to resource misallocation is a major social issue.
While observing, Chen Qing also took aim at several people.
Classes are one thing, but so are they another.
We also need to discover talent.
Students from the Department of Economics and Management.
How excellent.
Naturally, we must bring them under our control!
During break, the students still gathered together and argued endlessly.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to fetch water, Chen Qing moved to the side of the two boys she had her eye on.
Ding Hongbo retorted angrily, "You make it sound so easy. Cloth and cotton are strategic materials. If we release them all, prices will skyrocket. What will ordinary people wear?"
Lu Haoran shrugged: "We can't always use 'strategy' as an excuse to cover up inefficiency. Look at how many people in our country's state-owned factories are slacking off. Everyone is relying on the 'iron rice bowl' system, and they can't afford to lose their jobs. During work hours, they play cards or sew shoe soles, completely disregarding the national economy..."
Chen Qing poured himself a glass of water and returned to his seat.
The two young comrades each had their own opinions.
Good.
It's just that I haven't actually used it in real combat yet.
I don't know the specifics of their abilities.
Chen Qing was thinking that when the summer vacation came, he would set up a small factory for the students from the Department of Economics and Management to play around with, see who had outstanding abilities, and then train them properly.
With an idea in mind, Chen Qing continued listening to the lecture.
When people inquired about Chen Qing'an's behavior of attending classes with a group of university students, they thought she might be bored out of her mind. They figured that the professors at the university probably didn't know as much as she did, and they didn't know what she was listening to.
Don't even mention those who have a grudge against Chen Qing.
Even when He Yuan's boss came to visit his project, he asked, "Has your wife been treating you well lately?"
"very good."
He Yuan suspected that he was living the life of a god.
Although I work fourteen hours a day.
But Chen Qing will wait for him to come home!
The two would chat briefly in bed, talking about everyday things. These simple things were enough to soothe his fatigue after a long day.
Moreover, Chen Qing actually knitted him a sweater and a scarf by hand!
Sweaters are a symbol of love between an old married couple.
The scarf is a way of expressing love, just like young people do.
He Yuan was ecstatic.
Seeing that Chen Qing was radiating happiness, He Yuan, the leader, decided not to pry any further and could only suppress his curiosity about Chen Qing for the time being.
He Yuan was completely unaware and remained engrossed in his research. After returning home from the research institute, Chen Qing was reading the newspaper in the living room.
He Yuan sat down beside her and asked, "How was class today?"
"Not bad, you've made some progress. How about you?"
“Normal research.”
His research progress isn't happening as quickly these days because he has to conduct experiments while also mentoring new people.
Studying abroad is not as tiring as mentoring newcomers.
I'm worrying too much.
well.
Money is really hard to earn.
Chen Qing smiled and touched his face: "Are you tired? Xiao Yu went to learn traditional Chinese medicine this weekend, and I learned a couple of moves from Master Pei. I'll give you a massage later."
"good!"
He Yuan was very much looking forward to it.
Lying in bed, his mind was filled with the erotic images of him massaging Chen Qing.
but……
Chen Qing rolled up his sleeves, put on a stern face, and said, "I'm about to start. Don't cry out in pain. I've been properly trained; I won't hurt you!"
"hiss--"
He Yuan held back.
He buried his head in the pillow.
She really came.
Chen Qing clicked his tongue and shook his head: "Comrade He Yuan, your back seems to have a problem. Let me give you a good massage."
He Yuan wanted to turn around and retort, but Chen Qing held him back, so he could only turn his head to retort: "My back is fine."
Chen Qing quickly warned, "Stop it! I'm on top now, don't move! I'm warning you, if you move and hurt your back, don't blame me!"
He Yuan thought his wife was the most romantic person in the world when he went to work today, but tonight she transformed into a massage therapist with superhuman strength. (End of Chapter)
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