The Pentium Era - South to North

After everyone sat down, they drank a drink first, and then immediately got to the point. Zhang Chen asked Zhao Zhigang and Zhao Zhilong how many people there were in the factory who had not gone back to celebrate the Spring Festival?

Zhao Zhigang said: "I have more than a hundred there."

"There are seventy-two in my place," Zhao Zhilong said.

"So accurate?" Zhang Chen asked curiously.

"On the way here, I called back and asked them to do the statistics." Zhao Zhilong said, and Zhang Chen nodded.

"There are also more than 100 people from Hangzhou who originally worked at Qunying Garment Factory. They should be able to come to work immediately after the notice is received." Zhao Zhigang and Zhang Chen said.

"Can you notify me?" Xiao Zhao asked.

"If you can't be notified, just go home and call." Zhao Zhigang said.

Zhang Chen thought for a moment and agreed that tomorrow he would ask Liangfen, the "working class" and Zhao Jingjing to come to the company at nine o'clock in the morning. They should know the contact information and homes of people like Lao Qunying.

Zhang Chen asked Zhao Zhilong, can the "working class" be contacted?

Zhao Zhilong said: "Okay, they have a phone at home."

Zhao Zhilong said, picked up the phone and called the "working class" home number. Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao said, you call Zhao Jingjing, I'll call Ge Ling and ask her to give two minutes notice and come to my office tomorrow morning.

After three phone calls, the first thing was implemented. Zhang Chen then asked Zhao Zhigang and Zhao Zhilong how many more workers they could notify tomorrow.

Zhao Zhigang and Zhao Zhilong did some calculations and told Zhang Chen that about half of them could be notified.

The good thing about the workers in the factory is that many workers are brought here by workers. Many of them are either relatives or fellow villagers. Contacting one person is equivalent to contacting several.

Zhang Chen, Zhao Zhigang and Zhao Zhilong said, let's do this for now. They will keep in touch and produce at the same time every day. After Xu Qiaoxin sorts out all the orders tomorrow, if there is fabric in the factory, they will arrange it immediately.

Zhang Chen and Zhao Zhigang said: "In Zhangjiagang, Mr. Li has promised me that it can be delivered before the 25th."

Zhao Zhigang said okay, that's about it. Before that, the stock fabrics in the factory can be finished first.

"Where are the fabrics at my place?" Zhao Zhilong asked, "I don't have much fabric in stock at my place."

"I have contacted Wang Hainiao. There are four kinds of fabrics that are in stock at the factory. He will ask them to find a way to send them out tomorrow. As long as there are two that need to be ordered, he will order them tomorrow." Zhang Chen said.

"That's okay." Zhao Zhilong nodded.

"By the way, if you come back from other places in advance, tell them that all the fares will be reimbursed."

Zhang Chen told the two of them, and both Factory Director Zhao said yes. This is attractive, and more people will definitely come back.

The matter between Sanbao and Qiao Si was roughly settled. Zhang Chen asked Old Tang, where are you?

Old Tang said that he contacted me immediately after receiving the call in the afternoon. There are many people in the province and my fellow countrymen here, so they can basically come back.

Also, if Target's work is done, I will expand production there. I have also told the workers that if there are relatives and fellow villagers who are willing to come, bring them over. I may have more people here tomorrow and the day after tomorrow than before. , my equipment has also been ordered, and the boss who sells the equipment will be back tomorrow.

"Tomorrow, we will have a meeting with the management committee to expand the venue." Lin Shuwan said.

Zhang Chen said okay, then you won’t have a big problem here.

"Boss, I have another question here." Zhao Zhigang said.

"What's the problem?" Zhang Chen asked.

"I contacted the printing factory earlier, and they have printing workers. However, the printing master is from Sichuan, and he refused to come back early even if he said nothing. There is no one in the printing factory to print the printing, so it can't be done," Zhao Zhigang said. .

"What's so difficult about this? It's just the silk screen version. I'll go over and help them print it." Old Tang said, "There are other versions that I, Old Tang, won't be able to print."

When Old Tang said this, everyone laughed. Zhao Zhigang quickly said to Old Tang, "I'm sorry, I forgot about you as an expert."

Zhang Chen also said: "Thank you for your hard work and you will overuse your talents for a while."

"If not, Tianjian can do it," Qu Tianlin said.

"Oh, that's even more overkill." Old Tang shouted.

Zhang Chen and Zhao Zhigang said: "You see, your problem is the least of the problems."

Zhao Zhigang chuckled, and Old Tang said: "Director Zhao, if the printing factory is nagging you again, I can print it for you here. Anyway, the printers have been fine in the past few days."

Zhang Chen thought, this is really okay. The T-shirts at Lao Tang's place are different from those at Zhao Zhigang's place. Here, the cutting pieces must be printed first and then sewn. At Old Tang's place, the T-shirts must be made first. , and printed one piece after another. In the first few days, T-shirts were still being made, and the printer really had nothing to do.

"Old Tang, you'd better help that printing factory and bring out a printer." Liu Ligan said, "If he can't be called at this critical moment, let the boss tell him not to come and stay at home in Sichuan. .”

Old Tang stretched out his fat finger, made a graceful OK gesture, and told Liu Ligan that there was no problem.

"Okay, everyone use your chopsticks. None of the dishes on this table have been touched yet." Xiao Zhao shouted.

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The next morning, Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao got up and went to the office. They walked downstairs and saw Liu Ligan lying on the sofa, fast asleep.

He drank a lot last night and said he couldn't go back. Xiao Zhao asked him to go to the guest room to sleep, but he said no, and asked him to sleep with Zhang Xiangbei. He couldn't say either, so he found a bunch of VCDs and took them out. He said he wanted to watch a movie, but he was usually too busy to watch it, so he wanted to enjoy it tonight.

Xiao Zhao took a blanket from upstairs and gave it to him, then let him go.

When Zhang Chen's father and Xiao Zhao's father got up at around six o'clock, they saw that the TV was still on in the living room, and Liu Ligan was curled up on the sofa, already asleep, with only a blanket on him.

Zhang Chen's father brought a quilt to cover him. The two land reclamation warriors went out without even eating breakfast. They said they would exercise first and then come back, but it was almost eight o'clock when Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao Went downstairs and they didn't come back.

Zhang Chen's mother told them that this pole couldn't be woken up no matter what, and the two old men ran out early in the morning and never came back. They didn't even eat breakfast. Chenchen, go and wake them up.

Zhang Chen said yes, he walked to the sofa first, kicked Liu Ligan's butt, and asked him, we are going to the company, will you go with us?

Without opening his eyes, Liu Ligan waved twice and muttered: "Get out of here, don't bother me, wait until I wake up."

Zhang Chen was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore. He turned around and walked out of the door. When he opened the door, the crisp cold wind from outside hit his face, making him shiver.

He rubbed his hands and trotted all the way out of the back door of the community, running up the creek that flowed into the community. After a while, at the corner, he saw the figures of two land reclamation warriors. Zhang Chen walked Looking closer, he was shocked when he saw that the wasteland was piled up like a hill, with a pile of pebbles as big as basketballs.

They had moved these pebbles from the creek beach. The two land reclamation warriors were already sweating profusely from work, and they took off their coats and put them aside.

Zhang Chen shouted: "Aren't you growing vegetables? Why are you picking up stones again?"

Zhang Chen's father raised his thumb and told him that Xiao Zhao's father had experience. He could see that this piece of land looks like this when the water dries up. When spring comes and the water rises, this piece of land will look like this. It will be flooded and our efforts will be in vain.

"What should we do?" Zhang Chen asked.

Zhang Chen's father drew a semicircle with his hand and said excitedly, "We need to build a circle of mounds outside here first, and then fill up the soil inside to the same height as the stone mound. This is a good piece of land. What's wrong with the water?" It can't be flooded either, haha, it really feels like fighting against the Wolf's Nest Palm.

Zhang Chen was stunned. This requires building a hom and filling it with soil. How big a project is it? Is it worth it just for such a small piece of land?

But then I thought about whether it was worth it or not. Their purpose was mainly to have something to do, to get the sense of accomplishment from clearing the land here and growing vegetables, not for the vegetables themselves.

Zhang Chen agreed that he would go home and have breakfast first. After breakfast, he would come over to work. He would not go hungry while working on the revolution.

The two old men washed their hands in the stream, picked up their coats from the withered grass on the ground, shook them, put them on their bodies, and followed Zhang Chen back. On the way, Zhang Chen's father said to Zhang Chen for no reason, "Chen Chen, you Want to buy me a car.

"What?" Zhang Chen asked.

"This land is ready. I often come here to take a look and do some cooking. Where can I leave it uncultivated?"

Zhang Chen couldn't help laughing and shouted: "The cost of your kind of food is too high and it takes too much effort. Besides, isn't there a vegetable garden where I live now?"

"That broken piece of land? Huh! Xiao Zhao's father helped me look at it. The poles were messed up in that place, and it was shady. You couldn't see any sunlight all year round. It turned out that there was a lime pond underneath, and there was a lot of dirt in it. Lime, that land is bad, no wonder you can’t grow anything good.”

"Then if you want to run often, this is too far. It takes forty or fifty minutes on the way." Zhang Chen said.

"It's not far away if you have a car. Forty or fifty minutes is nothing. Besides, people often come to the house here. Otherwise, why would you buy this house?" Zhang Chen's father said, "Do you want to buy it or not? No. I’ll buy it myself.”

Zhang Chen looked at these two land reclamation warriors and couldn't help but want to laugh. Well, one lives in a villa and has to go out to be a stick every day, and the other one wants to come to this villa just because he wants to grow vegetables. What's going on?

Zhang Chen smiled and said: "No, even if you buy a car, you can't drive it?"

"Learn, how difficult is it to learn to drive? In the factory, I couldn't master any machine as soon as I got started. How difficult is it for me?"

"No, you'd better not go to school. It's such a long journey, and I'm worried about your safety. In this way, I'll give you a car and a driver. Let him follow you wherever you go every day, okay?" "

"No!" Zhang Chen's father said angrily, "I'm not a capitalist, so I don't need a driver. I'm here to work. I'm followed by a follower every day. No matter what, I don't want it."

Zhang Chen thought for a moment and realized that his father was not very old, but in his sixties, and he was in good health. There was nothing wrong with learning to drive. Foreigners who were in their seventies or eighties did not always drive by themselves.

Zhang Chen and his father said, "Let's do this. I'll sign you up for a driving training class first, and you can learn from it. When you get your driver's license, I'll take you to pick a car, okay?"

Zhang Chen's father became happy and said with a smile: "This is okay."

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