Chapter 142 Long Aotian, who are you yelling at?
After Qin Xiangxiang and Yang Zhixia brought back the news of the order, the whole factory cheered, and Feiyan Textile Factory resumed its bustling production.
Qin Xiangxiang called Factory Director Liao to share the good news: "We have completed all the trial orders from the Canton Fair."
"Congratulations, Factory Director Qin!"
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Qin Xiangxiang said to Factory Director Liao, "Does your factory have any extra cotton fabric? Send it to our garment workshop for processing, and let's earn foreign exchange together!"
Factory Director Liao laughed and said, "Comrade Qin, you still want to take advantage of us? Next year, our factory's products will be exhibited at the Canton Fair by ourselves."
Qin Xiang clicked her tongue twice, then called the dyeing factory again, "Perfect timing! Send all your substandard dyes to our garment workshop. Those foreigners love off-colors, they love all sorts of mixed colors!"
"Turning substandard dyes into valuable resources!"
"Director Qin, to be honest, this time the dye can even produce a gradient color. You can't say it's ugly, but you can't say it's beautiful either. It's just very strange. I wonder if foreigners will like this color."
"Why not give them all a try? If these things were sold abroad, they would come in new styles and designs!"
After finishing the call, Qin Xiangxiang breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, she felt the benefits of being a factory manager again. The benefit was that she didn't have to go down to the workshop to work. Although the responsibility was heavy, it was just reading documents, holding meetings, and making phone calls. It was all about talking and thinking, and her body didn't have to work hard.
I just feel really tired...
Imagine lying down like a salted fish.
Every year at the end of the year, in the twelfth lunar month, is the prime time for every household to dry salted fish. All the fishermen on the island are drying salted fish, and this is also the season when many fish are at their fattest, such as eels, ribbonfish, and mackerel...
Among them, the most commonly dried fish is eel, also known as wind eel.
Including in the textile factory, whether it was the workers' tile-roofed houses or the workers' apartment buildings, eels hung down by the windows, left to be carefully cooked by the northwest wind, and eventually turned into delicacies during the Spring Festival.
"We're making salted fish T-shirts while every household is drying salted fish! How fitting!"
"Factory manager, should we make another printed pattern, like this one of sun-dried eels?"
Qin Xiangxiang: "..."
Master Li and his colleagues were going back to Shanghai to visit their relatives, so they said goodbye to Qin Xiangxiang. They had agreed to come and help for one or two years, but now that the first year had passed, they didn't actually need to stay for the second year. However, Master Li said he wanted to stay for another year.
Mr. Li: "After staying here for a while, I was reluctant to go back."
"I really like the vibrant and lively atmosphere of the factory; it's full of young people."
"However, I can't be shameless enough to stay any longer. There's no room left. Think about it, next year you should tell Chief Engineer Chen to prioritize building staff and family housing, and to build houses for married staff and their families. Married staff can't be without a place to live; they need to be allocated housing because they're getting married and having children."
Qin Xiangxiang nodded: "Originally, we planned to allocate housing to employees who got married at the end of the year, but the garment workshop hired too many people, and the newly built staff and family buildings were all converted into collective dormitories. Now we are building two more buildings to allocate housing to newly married employees."
Master Li nodded in agreement: "The issue of family housing must be resolved as soon as possible! Only when the housing problem for families and marriages is resolved can the workers focus on production."
"You don't know, I've seen a lot of couples in our factory, but they're still hesitant because of housing issues. We can't let them delay for too long."
The female workers at Feiyan Textile Factory are now full of energy, walking with their heads held high and chests out. With an annual salary of six or seven hundred yuan, they have a lot to look forward to in life.
In particular, female workers from nearby communes earned more in a year than their entire family earned in work points, making them the pillars of their families and giving them considerable influence.
Many female workers have clearly felt that their status in the family has improved, and it is different from before. This feeling is wonderful.
"Now, at home, they wait for me to come back before they start eating."
"It's the same at my home; my in-laws always wait for me to come back before they start eating."
"Whatever the family needs to buy for the Chinese New Year, it's all up to me."
...
The female workers laughed and joked, and the extra scraps of fabric from the factory were turned into patchwork striped shirts.
"In the past, these scraps of cloth were used to make mops. Now that our factory has so many industrial sewing machines and buttonhole machines, we don't have to worry about the hassle anymore. We can piece them together to make shirts, which is very convenient!"
"Absolutely! Especially this buttonhole machine! It's so convenient!"
"One buttonhole after another in the blink of an eye, who could have imagined it would happen so fast in the past!"
"Shirts made from these scraps of fabric are in high demand!"
Qin Xiangxiang used the scraps of cloth shirts, other T-shirts, and defective fabrics from the factory to exchange for a batch of resources with people from the supply and marketing cooperative, food factory, and meat processing plant. At the end of this year, in addition to daily necessities such as toothpaste and toothbrushes, each employee in the factory also received two "pastry boxes" plus canned meat as part of the factory's welfare benefits.
There were also some pig offal, chicken offal, and duck offal. Qin Xiangxiang asked the factory canteen to braise them all together, making braised chicken feet, braised duck intestines, etc., as an extra meal for the canteen workers.
Besides these, the most common item is—dried sweet potatoes!
Piles of sweet potatoes were made into roasted sweet potatoes, dried sweet potatoes, sweet potato noodles... A large oil drum was set up in the canteen, and the chef roasted sweet potatoes, making roasted sweet potatoes available in the canteen.
Many people have a large sweet potato and soy milk for breakfast.
At the end of the year, the factory machines kept running non-stop, while the school where Xiaopang and other students studied began its winter vacation. A bunch of kids played wildly in the courtyard, playing marbles on the ground, and the boys gathered together to play with firecrackers.
"Be careful, you're not allowed to blow up the cesspool!"
With the New Year approaching, good news keeps coming. Qin Xiangxiang had just returned to the compound when Sister Gao, the head of the intelligence department, came to congratulate her: "Little Qin, your family is now Commander Li!"
Qin Xiangxiang was stunned for a moment: "Really? This means a promotion and a raise!"
"Of course! This is great news! It's truly remarkable that your Comrade Li has become a regimental commander at such a young age!"
Before Qin Xiangxiang even went upstairs, she had already received a ton of congratulations.
Zhong Li's middle apartment had its door open, and unexpectedly, Xiao Ye was standing there. Xiao Ye pursed her lips, and her expression changed when she saw Qin Xiangxiang.
Zhong Li beamed with joy: "Xiao Qin, congratulations! Your family has become Commander Li! Such a young commander, it's truly enviable. My husband, Lao Yang, could never reach that level in his entire life! Come to our house for dinner tonight, I'll cook you a delicious meal to celebrate, so my husband, Lao Yang, can share in this good fortune!"
"Wow, that's amazing! Your Comrade Li is truly a remarkable man!"
Qin Xiangxiang laughed: "Sister Zhong Li, you're too kind. There's no need for us to have dinner at your house. We should be the ones inviting you to dinner!"
"Tsk tsk—some men just get lucky." Listening to the two women talking beside her, Xiao Ye's expression became increasingly tense. She felt that every word Zhong Li said was like a thorn in her side.
Xiao Ye doesn't care about the others, but her man, Jiang Changtian, is the most powerful man in this apartment building!
Li Jianzhi, Ya Jianzhi, Ji Jianzhi, Gou Jianzhi... none of them are worthy of carrying her man's shoes.
How could Li Jianzhi become the regimental commander? He's only in his early thirties, he's practically a prodigy. Could it be that the Li family below stole her husband's luck?
"Qin Xiangxiang, actually your husband is lucky because of our Jiang Changtian. If we hadn't moved upstairs from you, your Li Jianzhi might not have gotten a promotion."
“In the past, in this family compound, only Jiang Changtian in our family was promoted one after another. He was different from those old turtles who stayed in one place for more than ten years without moving.”
"Your house is close to ours because you benefit from our good feng shui!"
Qin Xiangxiang thought to herself that there were really a lot of weirdos in our building, but she wasn't afraid of weirdos at all. She smiled slightly and said, "Sister Xiao Ye, these days the word 'feng shui' doesn't exist. If you say it again, be careful that your man gets demoted again, all the way down the line."
"Once a person starts downhill, they can only go downhill!"
“Our family’s house has always been on the upward path, and I’m afraid of getting some bad luck from other people’s houses.”
Qin Xiangxiang had had her fill of witty banter, opened the door and went home. Not long after, Li Jianzhi also returned.
He was wearing a brand-new military uniform and looked dashing. Perhaps it was because he was in high spirits, but he looked even more handsome than usual.
"Commander Li, congratulations on becoming a commander."
Li Jianzhi took off his military cap and smiled gently: "This raise isn't in my hands either."
Just as the two finished speaking, they heard stomping sounds from upstairs, clanging and banging.
Qin Xiangxiang was truly exasperated. She cheekily dragged Li Jianzhi to the kitchen, opened the kitchen window, and shouted outside, "Commander Li! You're back!"
Li Jianzhi: "???"
Who are you yelling at?
After saying that, Qin Xiangxiang said coquettishly, "Commander Li, you've become even more handsome since you became commander~"
"Ugh~ Don't think I'll treat you any better just because you've become the leader!"
"Commander, Commander Li?! How much of a raise do you get when you become a commander? Don't think you can be so smug just because you've become a commander... What, you have something even more to be smug about?"
"Commander Li, how much more smug do you want to be?"
Li Jianzhi: "...???"
The stomping upstairs grew louder, along with the sound of chairs being moved; the sounds were filled with exasperation.
Li Jianzhi leaned closer and whispered, "What's going on with you?"
Qin Xiangxiang pulled him inside, pouting as they walked: "It's all because of that lunatic upstairs, that Xiao Ye, who said your promotion was because our family benefited from her family's feng shui and good fortune."
"They're really trying to make themselves look good."
"Pah, pah, pah."
"Besides, she said you only became the regimental commander because you got lucky." Qin Xiang thought to himself, "It was me who got lucky to become the factory director."
Li Jianzhi chuckled: "Why does she care that I'm the regimental commander? Wouldn't you be even more impressive if you became the factory director? You're a heroine among women."
Qin Xiangxiang: "She doesn't care about that. All she cares about is that her man is the most powerful man in the entire family compound, and no one else can be better than her man."
"They're called husband and wife, but it's more like a grandmother looking after her grandson. As long as he's her grandson, he's either bringing glory to the family or honor to her ancestors!"
"How can anyone else surpass her family's illustrious ancestors?"
Li Jianzhi said expressionlessly and seriously, "Then she'll be disappointed. Who told her to live upstairs from us? After all, I'm Long Aotian."
Qin Xiangxiang: "???"
Li Jianzhi: "You are Feng Aotian."
"Feng Batian".
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