Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 553 Zhang Family's Sister Liu

Xiao Wei said, "The factories aren't located together, but the dormitories and canteen are built together, so that there won't be enough food on one side and not enough on the other."

Xiao Hong thought for a moment and said, "It feels like we'll need to hire a lot of people all at once. Where are we going to find them?"

Chen Hui said, "There are plenty of usable people in the villages over there, so we'll just hire from nearby. If we don't have enough, we'll recruit from other places. We can recruit some from your hometowns; they'll provide food and lodging anyway."

Xiao Wei said, "By the way, I'm asking Zhang Huzi's sister-in-law to come to work tomorrow. Don't mess it up, okay?"

Chen Hui took out a cigarette, threw it on the table, and said, "Come on, we need so many people anyway."

Geng Hui asked, "What are you doing here now? How will you get paid?"

Xiao Wei said, "He's been working at the neighborhood committee for many years, so he's definitely more familiar with office documents and stuff than we are. Let him help you out in the office for now. We also need someone to clean up the place, right? Let's start with 300 yuan a month, and then we'll see what we need to do over there and set a more specific price."

Geng Hui took notes.

Xiao Wei looked at everyone and said with a smile, "Geng Hui is the only one here who has actually worked a job and knows how to work. Look at us, we're all just lone wolves, talking about whatever comes to mind, without even taking notes."

Geng Hui stood up to get it from the cabinet, saying, "I bought it for you, but I forgot to give it to you."

They gave everyone a set of notebooks, pens, and other essentials.

Xiao Wei opened his notebook and started writing, recording everything that had happened during this period, clearly stating the details. He also noted down the things everyone had just said. Before he knew it, he had written five or six pages. Chen Hui, who was leaning over and reading, said, "Xiao Wei's handwriting is really good. My goodness, how much have you memorized?"

As Xiaowei wrote, he said, "What can't you think about? Forgetting things will cause delays. Write down what you need to do or are currently doing."

Chen Hui opened his notebook, picked up his pen, and thought for a long time before starting to write. After writing a few strokes, he said, "I don't know what to write. I feel like it's all in my head."

Xiao Wei said, "Write everything down: what's been done, what's being done, what needs to be done—basic details, dates, everything. You never know when this might come in handy, what if you can't remember it then?"

As Xiao Wei wrote, he glanced at Xiao Hong and asked, "Have you bought the stationery? It's been so long and you haven't gone yet."

Geng Hui said, "I bought them. They're in those boxes next to the cabinet. They cost six hundred yuan."

Xiao Wei said, "You guys should go and distribute these tomorrow after you buy them. We'll have a holiday in a few days."

As Chen Hui was writing, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "I really forgot about this, Xiao Wei. There are a few old buildings that can't be demolished or altered. How about we take them?"

Xiao Wei asked, "Why?"

Chen Hui said, "Immovable units are considered cultural relics. They can be bought and used, but they cannot be dismantled, altered, or destroyed."

Xia Maosheng said, "Minor internal repairs should be fine, right?"

Xiao Wei said, "Yes, this is so unique! It's a place that people will remember for a lifetime after visiting it just once. Imagine how awesome these buildings would be if they were all built into skyscrapers in the future! Just think about it."

Geng Hui laughed and said, "Indeed. Thinking about it, it really makes sense. Xiao Wei's perspective is truly remarkable, and his reaction is incredibly quick."

Chen Hui was writing in his notebook with his head down, saying as he wrote, "This feels a bit like when I was in elementary school, when the teacher assigned homework and I had to do it."

Xiao Hong leaned over for a look and laughed, saying, "It's not just a feeling, you absolutely, positively look like you're in elementary school, three or four years, I guess."

Chen Hui looked up and said, "It's good. I'm satisfied as long as I can write the words completely without using pinyin." Everyone laughed. Chen Hui's handwriting did look like that of an elementary school student, with each stroke crooked and scattered.

Xiaohong said, "Isn't handwriting hereditary? Who did you inherit your handwriting from?"

Chen Hui rolled his eyes at Xiao Hong for a while and said, "My mom. My dad's handwriting is quite handsome. My mom writes numbers well, but her handwriting is terrible; her signature is okay, though."

Footsteps echoed down the corridor. Several people turned to look, and Zhang Huzi's sister-in-law, Xiao Liu, stood outside, looking rather reserved.

Xiao Wei said, "Come in, sister-in-law, have a seat. What brings you here so soon?"

Xiao Liu said, "Everyone dispersed because of the power outage. I was quitting anyway, so I left. They're busy moving over there. Are they really going to demolish it tomorrow?"

Xiao Wei said, "It won't make a difference if we work a day or two. Everyone's here for now. Oh, Li Na and Chen Xiao haven't arrived yet. Get to know them. You can start working tomorrow. There's not much fixed work right now; you'll just run errands, handle documents, and clean. It'll be 300 yuan a month for now, with lunch provided. We'll renegotiate once the building is finished and we move over there. Okay?"

Xiao Liu nodded and said, "Okay, anything is fine with me."

Xiao Hong stood up and said, "Come in, sister-in-law, sit down. We'll get to know each other after a chat. You're not exactly an outsider, and Xiao Wei also has the surname Zhang. He even bought your land. It's fate that we're here."

Xiao Wei asked, "Sister-in-law, what are Zhang and his brother doing now? Has their business started up yet?"

Xiao Liu came in and sat down, placing the family genealogy he was holding on the table. He said, "No, we only have so much money. I don't know what to do with it. Don't laugh at me, but I've never done anything before. Now that I'm actually trying to make a living, I'm so worried and have no confidence at all. What if we lose money?"

Xiao Wei said, "If you don't get the job, go back and tell Brother Zhang not to worry. I'm planning to build a shop here. Otherwise, you can come and do something here after my shop is built. We can give you some advice."

Xiao Liu's eyes lit up, and he nodded, saying, "Okay, that's great, I trust you."

Chen Hui asked, "Sister-in-law, what did you mainly do at the neighborhood committee before?"

Xiao Liu said, "I don't have any specific job title. I'm just busy with random things like preparing documents, writing reports and manuscripts, organizing meetings for residents to convey messages, and mediating neighborhood disputes. I do whatever I'm asked to do, and it's all up to the leaders."

Chen Hui curled his lip and said, "They're making a big deal out of nothing. What kind of leaders are they, the neighborhood committee? They think they're so great."

Xiao Wei said, "Indeed, I've had dealings with neighborhood committees before, but this is the first time I've seen them put on such a high and mighty act."

Xiao Liu said, "Director Lin used to be a cadre, so he's a bit arrogant. I heard he used to be the director of the street revolutionary committee when he was young."

Chen Hui said to Xiao Wei, "How about that? I told you! He must have been an athlete back in the day; his tricks were too obvious."

Xiao Wei nodded and said, "Indeed, it's a one-man show, they just throw accusations around and their words are completely distorted."

Xia Maosheng asked, "Sister-in-law, didn't you hear them talking about where they're moving to?"

Xiao Wei said, "Yes, aren't there still quite a few families living up there?"

Xiao Liu said, "Everyone has a home. There's only one household living there, and no one else. I don't know where the neighborhood committee moved to. It should be arranged by the street office. I didn't ask, and even if I did, they couldn't tell me. I've offended them today."

(End of this chapter)