Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 322
He Ping was so talkative, his mouth was worn out, and he finally sent away all the losers.

A recruitment that was close to the acceptance rate of future civil servants came to an end. The whole process took three days and nearly exhausted He Ping to death on the spot. The recruited employees were definitely selected from the best and kept improving.

Twenty girls and boys in their early 20s, each with the spirit of the top, must be tall and handsome, and must have good looks. The average education has reached the level of the second year of junior high school. Even in the current state-owned factories, it is not likely that Hantun raises pigs. The magnanimity of recruitment.

What's the first thing you do when you get someone here?
Of course it's chicken blood, no, chicken soup and chicken blood.

The sky was dark and the north wind was howling.

On the open space in front of the Hantun pig farm, twenty elite soldiers and strong generals stood on the spot, the leader of whom looked solemn and serious.

"Comrades!"

The wind is a bit strong today, and He Ping shouted with all his strength: "Today is your first day to work in our Hantun pig farm. First of all, on behalf of all the members of the Hantun production team and all the employees of the pig farm, I welcome Your arrival."

"Wow!"

The applause sounded at the right time, and He Ping nodded in satisfaction. After all, he was selected carefully. This awareness is just different, and there is no comparison between those rams in the team.

He Ping pressed his hands down, and the applause stopped instantly.

"The 20 of you are carefully selected from thousands of applicants. Everyone, including me, has high hopes for you. I hope you will show 120 points of enthusiasm in the next work. Do your job well. I can tell you responsibly that as long as you work hard, you can get treatment from us that you can’t get in other places. It doesn’t matter if you believe it or not, you can talk to The workers around me asked to see if someone like me was talking big.

Our Hantun pig farm created millions of dollars in output value last year, and created huge wealth for Hantun, the commune, and even the country. These are all obtained through our hard work. Next, let’s look at yours up. "

The employees looked up at He Ping, everyone knew He Ping for a long time, and now He Ping's name can be said to be known to everyone in Ping County.

"I don't want to talk too much nonsense. You have already understood the salary and treatment before. The next half month is your probationary period. The old employees of the pig farm will give you training, and you will be familiar with the work with them on a daily basis. I hope After the half-month trial period, each of you can stay here and enjoy the dividends from the development of Hantun with me.

That's all for now, I hope you all work hard and work hard! "

After He Ping finished speaking, the applause broke out again, even more enthusiastic than before.

The new employees are led in by the old employees, ready to start their first day of work.

He Ping said to Professor Guo: "Professor Guo, these people have worked so hard for you to teach them."

Professor Guo said with a smile: "Whatever you said, it's all part of the job. I'm too happy that there are so many new forces coming to the pig farm."

"please!"

The pig farm is full of new employees, and the popularity is much higher than before. These days, the second batch of piglets are being born one after another, and these people are just in handy.

On the [-]th day of the first lunar month, Han Zhaoshe, who had been away for nearly half a month, came back.

He came back with a carload of photography equipment.

"Yo, Zhaoshe is back? How's Shanghai going? We've been here for half a month, right?"

Some members of the team saw Han Zhaoshe who hadn't seen him for half a month, and surrounded him to ask.

"I'm back, isn't it nearly half a month?"

Han Zhaoshe was dressed in foreign style clothes, which looked like something from Shanghai. He greeted people with a bright face.

"It's different when you come back from Shanghai. Take a look at this outfit, it's really exciting!"

Han Zhaoshe was so praised by the members that he couldn't keep his mouth shut. He spent tens of dollars on the clothes for this effect, but he kept saying: "It's all roadside goods in Shanghai, and they are very cheap. .”

"Tsk tsk tsk, the roadside goods are so exciting, how about the ones in Shanghai?"

Han Zhaoshe happily chatted with the members for a long time, and many people surrounded him asking him about his experience in Shanghai.

Who is Han Zhaoshe? That's a guy who shits in a hut and faces outward.

His long-tongued physique, which had been dormant for half a year, was activated again, and he didn't care about sending the equipment home first, and started blowing with the members while sitting on the donkey cart.

Many people in the team knew that Han Zhaoshe had gone to Shanghai to buy things and wanted to open a photo studio. Today, when he came back, he completely ignited the curiosity of the members.

After a while, this group of people surrounded the donkey cart that brought Han Zhaoshe back.

The master who pulled his feet was not happy, "Hey, let me tell you, if you don't want to leave, you can pay me the money."

Han Zhaoshe, who was spitting all over the place, remembered that there were still people waiting for him, and quickly laughed and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, master, let's go now."

After finishing speaking, he said to the members: "Well, don't hang around here anymore, let me send the things home first, and I will tell you when I have time later."

The members of the commune were not in a hurry, they gave way to Han Zhaoshe, and then followed the donkey cart, apparently not listening to Han Zhaoshe's bragging and not leaving.

When they arrived at Han Zhaoshe's home, the members helped unload the equipment. Han Zhaoshe reminded: "Everyone, be careful, my equipment is too expensive."

"How much is this thing?" A member asked curiously.

Han Zhaoshe pointed to a cardboard box, "This set is for printing equipment, more than 500."

The members were taken aback, "Why is it so expensive?"

Now that the people in Hantun are rich, the year-end dividends are 5000 yuan per family, but a box is worth more than 1000 yuan, which is quite surprising to the members.

"This is the case with photography. The equipment is very expensive. It's cheaper to buy it in Shanghai, and it's more expensive to buy it elsewhere."

The members thought about these things in their minds. At least seven to eight thousand yuan was needed, and the movement of moving things suddenly became gentle.

After unloading the things, the members sat at Han Zhaoshe's house and continued the topic with him, asking him what he had seen and heard in Shanghai.

"This time I have to thank Brother He Ping. If he hadn't found an acquaintance to help me, I wouldn't even be able to find the way." Han Zhaoshe told the members about his experience of going to Shanghai this time, and he asked mysteriously: "Do you know who the acquaintance Brother He Ping found for me when I came to Shanghai this time?"

"Who is it?" The members' appetites were whetted by Han Zhaoshe.

"Do you still remember "Love on Lushan Mountain"?"

"Remember! That movie is good."

"Zhou Yun inside, I'm confused."

"Huo~" Many members were taken aback.

(End of this chapter)