Rebirth 1994: Starting from laid-off workers

Over the years, Lao Duan has only been able to support the family with one salary. Today, Huahua's work problem has finally been solved. She is paid better than him and has been given so many bonuses.

It’s simply a piece of pie-in-the-sky happy event!

When Master Duan and his wife heard this, they were so surprised that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear.

Two old masters who were also neighbors were also happy for them and said a lot of congratulations.

Zhang Jiaqiang said, "Two old masters, this can be regarded as re-employment. During the investigation, you will also be paid!"

They finally saw Zhang Jiaqiang's character and were extremely convinced that he would be able to completely rebuild this dormitory.

The two of them were also determined to help the factory director handle this matter.

At this time, the phone on the table rang. Gao Jie glanced at the number and said, "The engineering team is here..."

In the afternoon, the coming and going of people in the dormitory area broke the previous calm. Building materials were piled up everywhere in the narrow streets and alleys, and the entire dormitory area became a construction site.

The workers went home in an orderly manner to cooperate with the construction team in repairing their houses.

In cooperation with several infrastructure departments, a small team of people began to unblock and repair public facilities such as water and sewer pipes, electric wires, and lights.

Many family members also volunteered to help. They did the dirty and tiring work under the scorching sun without any complaints. Their faces were full of relief and happiness, and their eyes looking at Zhang Jiaqiang were full of respect and gratitude.

At this time, I saw a single figure walking around the construction site. If I looked carefully, it was the accountant sent by Brother Chao to supervise the payment.

Zhang Jiaqiang walked over and said to her, "Don't worry, Accountant Zhao, our reserve funds will be used to repair the dormitory this time!"

Accountant Zhao blushed and shook his head hurriedly, "I, I just took a look, no, no..."

Gao Jie came over, pulled Zhang Jiaqiang away, and whispered, "She is so pitiful, don't make it difficult for her!"

Zhang Jiaqiang was a little confused and ignored the matter.

After looking at the time, she quietly said to Gao Jie, "I'll go to the stock market. Please pay more attention to the factory. In addition, arrange the finances to buy a few mobile phones. At least make sure that the main persons in charge of both factories are there!"

Gao Jie nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will arrange a job fair to be held in three days. Please be sure to show up then!"

As for the recruitment of drivers and some necessary positions mentioned last night, Gao Jie and the others held a meeting this morning and decided to hold a job fair with other companies in the provincial talent market in three days.

Zhang Jiaqiang didn't want to go at first, but then he thought that he might be able to discover other talents, so he agreed, flagged down a taxi and went straight to the stock market.

The entrance to the exchange, which seems unchanged for thousands of years, is still deserted.

As usual, he bought the old man's newspaper and the old aunt's mineral water, and then went straight to the big room on the second floor.

As usual, only Gao Shou and Qian Lao were holding their positions in the huge room.

Qian Lao kept his promise and said as soon as they met, he made an appointment with the glasses man and them to get together at night, with the purpose of helping Zhang Jiaqiang acquire the neon stocks in their hands.

Zhang Jiaqiang called and made a reservation at the Shandong Cuisine Restaurant, just in time to see Xu Dahai's research results.

After arriving at his position, Gao Shou leaned over and whispered.

"The market has reached a new low again. Neon stocks have immediately fallen below [-] yuan. Boss, are you still buying stocks?"

The time-sharing chart of neon stocks is all green, the trading volume is pitifully small, and there are fewer pending orders than leaves in winter. After looking at it, people feel depressed and have no desire to invest at all.

However, Zhang Jiaqiang knows that this is just the calm before the storm. When the spring thunder explodes, the entire stock market will take advantage of the opportunity to rise to the sky.

"How many did you score today?"

The master shook his head, "The sales order is too small. Even if I suck it all, it won't be much. The total for today and tomorrow is only tens of thousands!"

It seems that those retail investors have completely tightened their grip. Maybe by the end of the month when the market hits a new low, some people will cut off the stock. There is almost no hope of attracting large amounts of stock during this period.

At present, it seems that the glasses man is bound to win the big deal in his hands, otherwise the remaining more than 200 million funds will be a waste of a God-given opportunity.

It was still early before the market closed, so Zhang Jiaqiang sat patiently by the computer and began to buy cautiously.

If you buy one lot now, you will get thousands or even tens of thousands of profits in the future. Zhang Jiaqiang actually feels like he is getting money for nothing. Although there are very few transactions, he has a lot of fun when he is interested.

Having more money won't bite you, and having a little more will be a huge help for future development.

Time passed by, and when the market closed, Zhang Jiaqiang turned to look at Gao Shou.

"I sucked 56 hands, where are you?"

Gao Shou shrugged, "It's less than a hundred, and the transaction volume will be reduced tomorrow. I don't even want to come!"

The downturn in the market has caused people with a tenacious personality like Gao Shou to lose interest. As you can imagine, others have lost interest.

After packing their things, Mr. Qian also came over, and the three of them had a rare chat for a while. It wasn't until the waiter came to clear the place that they went out together and went downstairs to the Shandong cuisine restaurant.

"Director Zhang, you're here so early. My father-in-law hasn't come yet. Please sit down and drink tea first!"

As soon as they entered the door, Xu Dahai stepped forward to greet the three of them warmly.

Mr. Qian had heard about this restaurant and immediately looked curiously at the surrounding layout and the famous calligraphy and paintings on the walls.

Zhang Jiaqiang asked, "Does the old man plan to cook in person tonight?"

Xu Dahai chuckled, "I heard you wanted to make some sauce packets, so you came here specially. If you can't cook, then it depends on his mood!"

"Okay, I won't order today. I'll wait for the old man to make arrangements. What did he say about the noodles?"

"It's just three words. You'd better wait for him to come and talk in detail!" Xu Dahai poured a pot of tea, pulled up a chair and sat across from Zhang Jiaqiang.

Mr. Qian came back with a shake of his head and sat next to Zhang Jiaqiang. "Tiebao's pairs and Master Qi's fights are quite authentic. This store has a rich heritage and a strong cultural atmosphere. I like it!"

The Zhang family emphasized, "How about you leave a message when you are old, so that you can be admired by future generations many years later!"

"Jia Qiang, you are good at everything, but you are too bad-mouthed. I am too old to joke like this!"

Mr. Qian knew how much he weighed, so it was better not to show off his words. He blushed and picked up the tea cup to blow the foam to cover up his embarrassment.

Gao Shou suddenly said, "Uncle Qian must be practicing calligraphy secretly. I saw there was ink on his shirt that day!"

"That's pen water. Xiao Gao, if you keep talking nonsense, the old man will leave right now!"

A few people were chatting when the door opened and Gao Yishao, dressed in a black Tang suit, walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, the old man's red voice rang out, "I'm here just to talk. Don't expect me to cook. Dahai, why are you sitting here instead of going to the kitchen to prepare!"

Xu Dahai shrugged and ran to the kitchen.

Zhang Jiaqiang asked Lao Qian and the others to drink tea first, took Gao Yishao to sit down elsewhere, and briefly introduced his thoughts and the dried beef noodles he had eaten today.

After listening, Gao Yishao twisted his beard and said in a deep voice, "Dried beef has a strong flavor, and the spicy aroma stimulates the aroma. It is very suitable for soup noodles, but if it is made into the concentrated sauce package and soup you mentioned, I'm afraid it will It’s quite difficult!”