Starting from 1950

Chapter 135 Factory-wide Donation

"Xiao Su, how much are you planning to donate?" someone asked casually.

Upon hearing this, many people couldn't help but glance over.

In those days, salary payments were public. Every month, people lined up to collect their wages, and the finance department staff would loudly call out their names and the amounts.

Last month, Su Yang received more than 79 yuan!

Seeing this, Mr. Zhao spoke up, "Why do you care how much Xiao Su donated? Do you want to compete with him? Have you forgotten that Xiao Su and Xiao Wu donated 1200 million last year? Why didn't you donate 1200 million too?"

The person who asked the question then chuckled awkwardly and fell silent.

Su Yang didn't mind and just smiled and said, "I will definitely donate, but I don't have complete control over our family's money. I need to discuss it with Sister Xinxue."

"Yes, yes, yes! We really need to discuss this." Zhao Sanyuan nodded and smiled, "Now the factory-wide donations are made by department, so if you two want to donate, you should donate through the security department and the publicity department."

The factory's management held a small meeting yesterday to discuss the call for donations.

Although the higher authorities have repeatedly emphasized that it is entirely voluntary and there is no quota, it is inevitable that different units, and even different departments within the same unit, will compare who donates more.

Su Yang nodded and left the noodle-making workshop.

He wandered around the factory and found that the entire factory was almost at a standstill. Not only the noodle-making workshop, but also the fried noodle workshop and the "Defend the Country Noodles" workshop had stopped production and started calling on workers to donate money.

Meanwhile, the administrative staff gathered in the open space in front of the office building.

The head of the finance department sat behind a table, with a long line of people waiting to register.

Wu Xinxue was among them, and when she saw Su Yang coming over, she waved to him excitedly.

"Su Yang! Come here quickly!"

Su Yang strode over, glanced at the long line behind him, and laughed, "Everyone's queuing up, wouldn't it be inappropriate for me to cut in line?"

Before Wu Xinxue could even reply after he finished speaking, Sister Wu, the head of the logistics department, laughed and said, "Just stick behind Xinxue, I don't mind!"

"Yes! I don't mind!"

"We don't care!"

The cadres behind them all smiled and echoed.

"Okay! Thank you everyone, I'll donate more later."

Knowing his popularity, Su Yang stopped being coy, thanked everyone, and stood directly behind Wu Xinxue.

"Su Yang, how much should we donate?" Wu Xinxue asked softly, bringing her mouth close to Su Yang's ear after he joined the line.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, her lips seemed to brush against Su Yang's earlobe, and a scent that was hard to tell if it was a girl's natural fragrance or the smell of cosmetics wafted into Su Yang's nose, making him stiffen for a moment.

Without making a sound, Su Yang turned his head and quickly glanced around.

It's not uncommon for both husband and wife to be managers at a flour factory. Because it involves real money, many couples in the team would huddle together and quietly discuss how much to donate. Wu Xinxue and Su Yang's situation wasn't particularly conspicuous.

Su Yang thought for a moment, then asked Wu Xinxue, "So how much do you want to donate?"

Wu Xinxue smiled sweetly, "I'll listen to you."

Su Yang subtly pursed his lips, thinking to himself that it was unnecessary for him to ask.

He couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Last year, he donated 1200 million yuan. Although Wu Xinxue did not complain about him afterwards, he later thought that what he did was indeed a bit dishonest.

Although he earned at least 1200 million of that 1000 million, Wu Xinxue was also a member of the family.

Especially after experiencing his going to the battlefield and Wu Xinxue feigning illness, he re-examined his relationship with Wu Xinxue.

What exactly is the relationship between myself and Wu Xinxue?

Are they siblings?

In Su Yang's view, who possessed a part of his soul from a later life, Wu Xinxue's feelings for him clearly transcended the boundaries of siblings.

Do I like Wu Xinxue?

Su Yang had asked himself this question many times.

The answer was always "I like it".

Wu Xinxue is beautiful, gentle, strong, and independent, and most importantly, she is devoted to being good to herself.

If he could have found a woman like that as his partner in his past life, he would probably have woken up laughing every morning.

Having suddenly arrived in this era, Su Yang has always felt lonely.

If he and Wu Xinxue reach the age where they can get married in the future, and they can naturally get together, that would be wonderful.

Su Yang had been avoiding getting close to Wu Xinxue, simply because of their age difference. He worried that Wu Xinxue was just a naive young girl and that he would regret it later.

However, while it's good to be prepared for the worst, since he's planning to confront his feelings for Wu Xinxue, there are some things he needs to plan ahead of time.

As a person from later generations, he knew perfectly well what would happen in the next few decades.

Shortage of supplies, hunger...

To ensure a good life for myself, Wu Xinxue, and...our future children, saving money is essential.

"I'll donate half of my salary next month!"

Yu Feng's loud voice interrupted Su Yang's thoughts.

"You're crazy, aren't you being incredibly stingy?"

"Exactly, Lao Yu, you just got promoted to deputy section chief, shouldn't you set a good example and donate more?"

Those in the group who were close to Yu Feng started to speak up, but they weren't trying to put him down; rather, they were teasing him more.

"What nonsense are you talking about! My third child is only a month old. I'm only donating half of this amount while risking being beaten by my wife when I get home tonight... Hey! Why am I telling you all this? I'm only donating this much!" Yu Feng glared at him.

"Haha! Old Yu, didn't you say you controlled all the finances in your family? You've shown your weakness!"

"Exactly! It seems that what you said about your sister-in-law washing your feet every day was just bragging, Lao Yu. Maybe it's the other way around."

The crowd started making noise, and before long the topic had even started, they steered the conversation from Yu Feng's donation to who was in charge of his family.

Yu Feng's face turned red with anger.

"Alright! Be serious, everyone. Those who have finished registering, hurry back to your posts." Zhou Zheng, standing behind Brother Yu, smiled and helped Yu Feng out of the awkward situation.

"Factory manager, um... I'm going back to the security department!" Yu Feng took advantage of the excuse Zhou Zheng gave him to leave.

Watching Yu Feng flee, Zhou Zheng suppressed the smile in his eyes, then turned to Section Chief Hou and said seriously, "Old Hou, remember this: for the next year, all my allowances will be donated to the country to buy airplanes and artillery!"

"Wow!"

"The factory manager is generous!"

"The factory director is selfless!"

Everyone praised him, some sincerely, others just flattering him.

Zhou Zheng was a cadre under the supply system, receiving a monthly allowance of over 20 yuan, and an annual allowance of around 300 million yuan.

His donation of such a large sum at once was clearly intended to set an example for others.

Zhou Zheng did not appear smug; he merely glanced at the line with a smile and said calmly, "Comrades, you don't need to worry about how much I donate. It all depends on your personal wishes and actual circumstances."

After saying that, he turned and went upstairs.

Donations continue.

Perhaps it was Zhou Zheng's exemplary behavior that had an effect, because everyone's enthusiasm for donating money was very high afterward.

Like Yu Feng, the section chiefs and deputy section chiefs all chose to donate half a month's salary.

Other ordinary employees also donated between 5 and 10 yuan.

When it was Wu Xinxue's turn, Su Yang said, "Section Chief Hou, I'll donate 50, and Sister Xinxue will donate 10!"

After he finished speaking, Wu Xinxue turned her head and looked at him in surprise.

It's not that I'm surprised he donated a lot, but rather that he donated too little.

She had thought Su Yang would donate most of their savings again, and she was already mentally prepared.

"Xiao Su, Xiao Wu, you've got guts!" Section Chief Hou gave them a thumbs up.

"Xiao Su and Xiao Wu are good comrades!"

"I wish my son was as successful as Xiao Su!"

The officials in line didn't feel any imbalance regarding the amount of donations from the two individuals. Wu Xinxue's monthly salary was just over 30 yuan, so donating 10 yuan was already quite a lot.

Su Yang's donation was comparable to that of the heads of various departments, so they had no right to criticize him.

"Su Yang! Come to my office!"

After registering, Su Yang was about to leave when he heard a voice and looked up to see Zhou Zheng standing behind the second-floor railing, waving at him.

"Yes, factory manager, I'm coming right away!"

Su Yang responded.

Zhou Zheng nodded condescendingly, turned around and took two steps back to the office, then called out, "Xinxue, come along too."

"Yes, Factory Manager!"

Wu Xinxue was taken aback; Zhou Zheng had already returned to his office.

She walked up the stairs side by side with Su Yang, and couldn't help but ask anxiously, "Su Yang, does the factory manager think we didn't donate enough money?"

Su Yang chuckled. "Don't overthink it."

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