Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 1372 Things Will Get Better

Time flies when you're busy.

This is why we feel time flies faster as we get older.

We have so much to do, and we don't have enough time.

Elderly, children, loved ones, classmates, colleagues, life, work, dreams, ideals, and also be prepared to fight at any time.

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95 came to an end very quickly.

That year, Microsoft showed its teeth and embarked on the irreversible path of monopoly.

That year, a typhoon struck eastern Shandong, damaging more than forty counties.

In that year, a brightly colored brocade was unearthed from an ancient tomb in Xinjiang and Hotan, embroidered with eight large characters: "Five stars rise in the east, benefiting China".

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There was a lot of snow this winter. The main roads in Fengtian City and the roads on the outskirts of the city were covered with thick snowdrifts. The bare trees stood innocently in the snowdrifts, howling and howling in the north wind.

February 11, 1996, Sunday. Lunar New Year's Eve.

Today was a rare sunny day. The hazy gray haze that usually hangs over the city every winter has been thinned by the wind, revealing a rare blue sky and white clouds.

The city is already filled with the festive atmosphere of the Lunar New Year.

In recent years, with the development of commerce, both the government and enterprises have attached increasing importance to the Spring Festival.

Red lanterns were hung up and bright red Spring Festival couplets and the character "福" (good fortune) were pasted on the streets and alleys, and the shopping malls were decorated like a colorful little girl.

People had smiles on their faces, and many children couldn't wait to put on their new clothes and drool over the street food.

Shopping, buying New Year's goods, carrying large and small packages home, preparing for a prosperous and auspicious New Year.

The city's commercial streets were packed with people, as if everything was free. The people had truly become wealthy.

Unfortunately, after Beijing issued an administrative control order banning the setting off of firecrackers in 93, other parts of the country followed suit, and Fengtian was no exception.

Without the sounds of firecrackers going off everywhere, without the smell of gunpowder and the red debris scattered all over the ground, the children lose half the fun, and the festive atmosphere of the New Year is suddenly not as strong.

Savvy businessmen quickly launched electronic firecrackers, but they received lukewarm reception.

Many families used cassette tapes or CDs to record half an hour or an hour of firecracker sounds, which they then used with loudspeakers to welcome the gods on New Year's Eve or for weddings and funerals. This practice became quite popular for a time.

There's no way around it; we've always been so decisive and disdainful of our own traditions, while in recent years, foreign programs have been increasingly promoted and resembled tradition.

From the government to factories to private companies, everyone is busy summarizing and preparing for the New Year. From top to bottom, very few people are actually doing their jobs.

Apart from the business system, everyone else has entered a semi-holiday state and started making holiday arrangements.

Starting at 3:30 p.m., buses drove into the parking lot of Shenshui Bay Activity Center one after another. Judging from the license plates, these buses came from various cities and counties in Heilongjiang, Jibei, and Liaodong.

Today is the 95 annual staff meeting of Brothers Group.

After getting off the bus, employees from other provinces were arranged by the conference organizers to check into and rest at their own hotel next door.

There are also some special guests at the hotel, well-known artists and celebrities invited by the group from various places, who will present wonderful performances for the employees at the conference.

The conference began at 6 p.m.

The newly built activity center, with its two floors and a combined capacity of over 5,000 people, was packed to capacity.

This is because the group is primarily a business, and most employees cannot attend. They can only send representatives from various places. Otherwise, several more venues of this size would be full.

With all the lights on and the cameras in place, the host walked onto the stage, and the audience erupted in enthusiastic applause.

"The space is still too small. When can we hold a real all-staff meeting?"

"Then you'd better forget about it. That would require building a stadium, and a large one at that. Besides, it wouldn't be open for business, would it?"

"Actually, each province can hold its own annual meeting in the future, and the headquarters can hold one a little earlier so that the recording can be taken there to be shown."

"This idea is feasible. Let the propaganda department study it and come up with a set of regulations."

"Distinguished guests, esteemed employee representatives from various regions, welcome to Fengtian for the group's annual grand event..."

The host's expressive voice echoed in the venue, and Xiaowei's thoughts drifted as his experiences over the past few years replayed in his mind.

I've come this far step by step, starting from that dilapidated courtyard in Longcheng. There's been luck, coincidence, hard work, and sweat involved.

Everything was so wonderful; every time I think about it, it feels like I'm in a dream.

"What are you daydreaming about? Let's go."

Chen Hui nudged Xiao Wei.

Amidst enthusiastic applause, senior executives of the group, managers of various subsidiaries and branches, as well as representatives from the military and police forces attending the conference, took to the stage.

"Daddy is so handsome." Beibei sat between Wang Guifang and Xiaowei's mother, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Xiaowei sitting in the center of the stage.

"My dad is more handsome," Chen Xiaohui retorted, sticking out his little neck in protest.

Xia Gensheng glanced at his father sitting next to him and then lowered his head.

Xia Maosheng patted his son on the head: "Mom's not on stage, so look at them, none of them are as pretty as Mom."

Xia Gensheng nodded vigorously, a smile appearing on his lips.

Wang Yan leaned against Qin Xuemei and asked, "Mom, why aren't you and Dad upstairs to sit?"

Qin Xuemei laughed and leaned down to kiss Wang Yan on the cheek: "Our family has an uncle now, look, one for each family."

"Oh." Wang Yan nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

"I'm feeling quite emotional today. I was daydreaming backstage just now, and I would have forgotten to come up if Mr. Chen hadn't pulled me up." Xiao Wei looked at the sea of ​​people below the stage, their eyes shining like stars under the lights.

"I'm just a farmer. I couldn't go to school, so I stayed home to farm. I had no choice but to leave the county town and come to Fengtian. To be honest, I didn't know anything back then. I was timid and just wanted to find a job to earn a salary."

I never imagined things would turn out this way.

Now, my heart is filled with gratitude.

I am grateful to General Manager Chen, Director Geng Hui and her husband, Deputy General Manager Li, and Deputy General Manager Jin. There are many people I need to thank, as well as everyone present and my brothers and sisters who could not be here.

Our success is inseparable from the hard work of all our colleagues in our subsidiaries and branches, as well as the support of our brother units. Let's give a round of applause to the leaders of the military region and the public security department. Thank you.

Time flies! Several years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The company has achieved some success in the past year, with leaps and bounds in all aspects.

I would also like to thank the Party and the government, the country's reform and opening-up policy, and the support from leaders at all levels in the province, city, district, and county. Without these, there would be no Brother Group today, and we would not have such a better life...

The meeting proceeded item by item, and the performances by the big-name stars drew rounds of applause.

Xiao Wei sat in the audience, holding Xiao Hong's hand, listening and watching quietly, feeling incredibly peaceful.

We've encountered such a great era, caught the wave of the nation's rapid development, and things will only get better and better from now on...

(End of the book)

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