My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 310 Ultimately, only the soldiers of the people can go into battle.

Therefore, the final conclusion is that most young people in factories, if they want to go to big cities, go to home appliance factories, clothing factories, denim factories, and sales companies to start a new life.

They all followed suit and sent Wei Dong out to make his way in the world.

Then the factory began to recruit workers from the surrounding rural population, which was also a way to absorb rural labor.

Performance can be reported to the relevant authorities for calculation.

This means everyone has moved up a level, and there has been some natural metabolism. The large-scale retirements that will begin in the next ten years or so will not be affected, which is a win-win situation.

After finishing his tea, Wei Dong was about to go play ball when he glanced out the window of the Soviet-style office building: "The factory construction can also be improved. Once the real estate policies outside are settled, we can hire a construction company to build new residential buildings for the factory and gradually improve the conditions."

They were all baffled: "Why hire an outside construction company? Aren't our own construction teams good enough?"

Wei Dongcai was surprised: "They even have this?"

Of course there are. When a third-tier factory comes to this godforsaken place to build, all departments have to be perfected on their own. This is called the Infrastructure Department.

Each factory has one, and it's a cooperative mechanism where each person is responsible for a specific type of work. They can independently construct various relatively simple industrial buildings and dormitories, and they also have the corresponding qualifications.

Even in such remote locations, factories can simply make decisions about building their own structures.

Wei Dong was instructed to immediately request a package deal, merging the infrastructure department to learn current construction techniques in the city. They were to start by practicing on the garment factory, dormitory building, and commercial building in the new factory area. Later, regardless of the corn project or other Hong Kong-funded factories, a large number of factory buildings would need to be constructed.

Only by having their own teams get involved can companies further address labor shortages and better control costs.

These factories must be overjoyed. Funding has stagnated for the past few years since the restructuring, so there's no money to repair buildings. The infrastructure department has become a burden; they can't lay off workers, so there's no work to do. It's giving them a huge headache.

Take them away, they're all your soldiers.

As they went downstairs together, Lao Cheng trailed behind and whispered to Wei Dong, "Xiao Zhang's parents called me. They want to apply for a leave of absence without pay. Although they've been working at the factory as technicians, they're in the military. They're so old, why are they still so stubborn?"

Wei Dong understood: "Intellectuals, after all, have dedicated their lives to the mountains from Shanghai, so they must have some desire to live for themselves. Yes, he handed over his service weapon and gun license to me, and I brought them back... If we transfer them to the sales company, it will also be a contribution to the factory, and I don't think there will be any problems."

Old Cheng agreed.

Wei Dong then mentioned that he had given Wei Dong a rifle for his safety on his return trip from the border region, and that he had also returned it to the factory for registration and storage.

Speaking of this, he chuckled: "We caught a very precious clouded leopard and donated it to the Jiangzhou Zoo. If we can eventually lease the zoo, we'd like to build a residential area nearby as soon as possible. Anyone in the factory who wants to work in a big city and enjoy their retirement can sign up now. While the policies are still unclear, maybe buying a house will allow us to get a Jiangzhou city residency permit. Let me tell you, if we earn a little more salary, we should encourage everyone to buy a house..."

Wei Dong couldn't remember the exact time, but there was definitely a period when as long as you bought a commercial house, you could basically register your household in the city.

Cities like Jiangzhou and Shangzhou aren't that hard to get into, but for many people who have longed to change their rural household registration to urban status, it's a complete life-changing opportunity.

So, in cases like the Zhang family parents', after decades of sacrifice, we can't keep bullying honest people.

Old Cheng nodded repeatedly as he listened: "Your idea is good! We've been working long hours for the past six months, and the overtime pay, high-temperature allowance, and various subsidies and bonuses have indeed made everyone earn two or three hundred yuan. Playing cards has become a craze. You know we're in a closed-off area with little entertainment or consumption. Your idea is good, let's get it going!"

Wei Dong also took care of those who didn't want to buy a house: "After the holiday, I'll have someone send a video recorder back, and the factory can open a video hall, or set up a closed-circuit television network to show movies to everyone's households."

Old Cheng quickly inquired about the situation.

Wei Dong recalled with difficulty: "It depends on the policy. It seems there's no ban on setting up a TV station inside a factory or mine. Having a device in the office to play movie tapes is better than running a gambling den, and everyone can receive more information from the outside world..."

Old Cheng sighed, "Then let's get started. Before, when we had no products and no sales, I was so worried that my hair was turning white. Now that things are better, I'm starting to worry about how to manage things. It's good that you're taking the young people out to do things every few days."

The deputy factory director's solution, of course, was to play basketball.

These days, apart from college students returning home for the Spring Festival, workers from all over the country generally don't migrate back to their hometowns in large numbers, and the labor wave hasn't even started yet.

So all the employees and their families from the factories were at home, especially those who had worked at the sanitary napkin factory and the food factory for several months. They all came back, except for one or two single men who had gone to the border area.

Now everyone is crowded around the basketball court to watch the excitement, and the young men who can play are taking turns to try their luck.

Those who are not active are all chased out by their parents.

Everyone knows now that the factory manager just loves playing basketball.

News had already spread from various factories since noon that after the Spring Festival, factory managers would be taking a large number of people to Jiangzhou and other parts of the country.

You should hurry up and try to get closer to them.

Those who had already left were even more convinced, and by evening rumors began circulating that they could buy a house in Jiangzhou and become residents of a major city, completely leaving this remote mountain village that had existed for decades.

That would be even more exciting and shocking.

A sense of sadness at parting permeated everywhere.

In the afternoon, dozens of tables were set up at the mala tang stall, and many people invited each other to drink and get together.

The children ran around wildly, setting off firecrackers here and there every now and then.

Dong Xueqing bought a bag of firecrackers, opened them, and set them off everywhere, having a great time.

The older sister's main concern was looking around at all the young wives and women gathered around her, and finally realizing that it was no exaggeration or a joke that men were surrounded by women outside.

Qin Yuye, being a jack-of-all-trades and modern woman, changed into sportswear and practiced dribbling and shooting basketballs with impressive skill, immediately attracting many female basketball players to join her. She also drew all the young women to watch the Hong Kong businesswoman, who was as beautiful as a movie star.
Shen Cuiyue took the opportunity to report to her wife about the jeans shop owner's positive attitude, saying that the family couldn't function without her.

The pressure on Wolong was indeed amplified.

But her temperament wasn't one of "if you're strong, I'll be even stronger," or "I'll fight harder to get the man under my control," which only made her laugh.

After dark, the basketball courts are brightly lit and night market stalls are set up, creating a lively atmosphere.

The factory's public bathhouse was always filled with the smell of sulfurous steam. A Hong Kong girl who had to shower after playing ball for ten minutes described how she almost got scalded to the ground by a stick-thick scalding hot water.

The two girls from the plateau were completely dumbfounded as they watched this super family, where everyone treated each other as equals.

And there are movie theaters that you can come and go as you please!

Moreover, it was the kind of tiered cinema that could accommodate seven or eight hundred people, with two levels of seating, much more grand than the small screening rooms in later commercial centers.

Compared to their lives in the border counties, this place is like paradise, and they are already considered a very lucky minority in the border region.

People here even look down on this kind of life.

I dare not think about it at all.

The two brothers found it annoying that Mao'er and Shitou followed them around like glue. It was their quieter older brother who took them to the movie theater, where they watched two or three movies in a row.

Back at our three-bedroom apartment in the evening, the beds we brought from the factory ensured that everyone had a soft and comfortable place to rest.

Mao'er and Shi Tou slept in the living room, Shen Laosan lived there with his two sisters, and the Hong Kong businessman spent time with Feng Chu.

All bedside tables, wardrobes, and other items could be obtained from the factory; even tea mugs, washbasins, and towels were issued with the Xishan Factory's logo on them.

Qin Yuye described this as the legendary utopia.

Dong Xueqing, who knew the situation better, proudly claimed that if it weren't for her own camera saving the factory, it probably wouldn't have escaped bankruptcy.

However, Dong Xueying resolutely resisted any attempt to get Weidong New Environment to come up with something new, and absolutely refused to let the neighbors overhear.

Finally, unable to resist, I secretly followed them from the backyard to the lakeside bench for a couple of rounds. It was quite exciting to sneak around wrapped in my military overcoat, but the wind and frost almost made me catch a cold, and I kept sneezing after returning to the house.

The next day, Shen Laosan criticized his master with a knowing look: "Don't be greedy for momentary pleasure. Your health is the most important thing. How much is it outside?"

It felt like she had installed a night vision camera, which made Wei Dong embarrassed and tell her to mind her own business!

When they went to check the bakelite factory workshop, they found that his van had been dismantled into many pieces.

From the bumpers to the rearview mirrors, and even many plastic parts such as handles and glove boxes, they were all taken apart and molded to resemble the originals.

We'll do everything we can, and then we'll show it to the car factory there to see if they'll take the job.

All the staff at the auto repair shop in Jiangzhou who maintains more than fifty vehicles have returned. After disassembling the car, they felt that the paint job was too rough, so they washed it off to ensure the original paint was exposed. They also repainted and recolored the damaged areas, and offered to change the color to whatever they wanted.

Moreover, not only can we make a perfect replica of the rearview mirror, but we can also take the original car window glass from the other side and make a replica for him.

It's a surveying equipment factory; the glass workshop, which can make camera lenses and telescopes, is fully equipped.

Grinding, hot bending, and tempering of car window glass are all absolutely no problem.

Do you think we can take over the glass supply from Jiangzhou Automobile Factory?

But when they actually started making it, they discovered that it wasn't the ordinary tempered glass used in domestic cars at all. It was laminated glass with a transparent PVC film in the middle. In short, even if it was smashed, it could be crumpled into pieces like a piece of paper instead of flying everywhere. Instead, it would break into many glass shards to ensure safety as much as possible.

Even for a small van costing tens of thousands of yuan, glass is a technology that we can't handle right now.

Wei Dong's advantage is that he has seen a lot, so even if he doesn't know the principles, he can roughly describe what is going on.

More importantly, he didn't idolize imported products. After chatting with them for a while, he suggested that the glass workshop take this as the main research and development direction.

After the Spring Festival, he will definitely go to Japan and pick someone to go with him to learn the trade. The fact that these pieces of glass, which have been removed and are marked with Japanese characters, proves that most of the car factories in Jiangzhou are not capable of producing them themselves. This job will become his own business.

Everyone in the glass workshop repeatedly praised it, feeling excited and thrilled.

Wei Dong suggested that the repair shop add front and rear bumpers to the van, add a few more headlights, and paint the whole vehicle black. If it went well, he would renovate all his own vehicles in the same way when he went back home after the New Year, making them all have the same paint style, and he would include subsidies and bonuses in the process.

This can also become a living advertisement for the future auto repair shop.

The repair shop staff cheered with joy.

Stone squatted intently to the side, clearly only able to hang out here because his brother brought his girlfriends along.

Looking back, you see a lot of young people squatting outside the bakelite factory, all hesitant to speak, wanting to ask but not daring to.

Wei Dong felt it was his responsibility to nurture these young people.

(End of this chapter)