Rebirth of the Powerful

Chapter 84 Crisis

Tian Shengwen borrowed the money with trembling hands, and said, "There are still so many good people, thank you..." He wanted to kneel down again.

Feeling sad, Xia Xiaoluo lifted him up and said, "Uncle Tian, ​​you have contributed to China. Your knees are more noble than others'. How can you kneel!"

Seeing this touching scene, everyone gave out their pockets one after another. Those who had money took out ten or twenty yuan, and those who had little money took out one or two yuan.

There are many people and strength, and there will be a lot of donations in a short while.

Xia Xiaoluo glanced at his father and said, "Dad, it's not too late. I think Uncle Tian must be treated as soon as possible."

"En." Xia Jindong nodded.

He said to Tian Shengwen: "Brother Tian, ​​I'll send you to the No.1 civilian hospital, let's have an operation, okay?"

Tian Shengwen nodded, bowed to everyone again, and said, "They are all kind people, thank you all..."

Xia Xiaoluo called for an ambulance, and the ambulance from the No. 1 People's Hospital arrived after a while. Under the eyes of everyone full of blessings, Tian Shengwen was helped to the car by the medical staff.

Xia Jindong bowed to everyone and said, "On behalf of the Health Bureau, thank you."

The county is not big, and many people know each other, and some are neighbors, even more so, they all said, "Hey, Jindong, didn't you help out with this matter first?"

"It's just... people in this circle don't donate as much as you and me... It's okay, Jindong, are you rich now?" said Chen Xiaojun, the owner of Weimin Store next door.

Grandma Xing, an old employee of the Family Hospital of the Health Bureau, patted him on the head and said, "You brat! You know what a fart, this is Director Xia's benevolence, do you understand?"

Chen Xiaojun covered his head and said, "Grandma Xing, you don't have a sense of humor...I think you haven't cultivated a sense of humor by watching comedies like "Excessive Addiction" every day..."

Everyone laughed.

Xia Jindong said: "Everyone should go away, I don't know what else we think our Health Bureau is doing."

Xia Xiaoluo and her father walked home, mother Xu Xiaoman had already started cooking dinner, Xia Jindong didn't have much joy on his face.

He made a cup of strong tea for his father and asked, "Dad, are you unhappy? No, have everyone been sent to the hospital?"

Xia Jindong blew on the tea leaves floating in the water glass, and said, "I'm so happy, the first rank of the government is really crushing people, I can't even make decisions with 1000 yuan! It's really not free to be an official."

Xia Xiaoluo smiled. Father's tone and demeanor are called "tucao" in the 21st century, and there are various questions, such as "roaring body", "everything body" and so on.

However, Xia Jindong obviously had emotions, and showed a feeling of boredom with the officialdom. Although it was not very strong, if this emotion accumulated over time, it would definitely do harm instead of benefit.

Therefore, Xia Xiaoluo persuaded his father with many ideas accumulated in his life before his rebirth, saying: "Dad, it is true that the first level of officials crushes people to death. In any organization, the prerequisite for the effective operation of this organization must be realized." That is, administrative orders must be effectively implemented; and there can only be one organizational goal. If everyone has different organizational goals, if they don’t use their energy in one place, they will definitely be distracted. It’s messed up. Of course, an organization should have its own error correction mechanism, which is another topic. But after a decision is made, it is implemented without any mistakes.”

Xia Jindong also understood this truth, but he couldn't accept it emotionally for a while.

Now that Xia Xiaoluo opened the guide, the depression in his heart disappeared a lot.

Xia Xiaoluo saw that his face turned better, and continued: "Besides, Dad, what do you think is freedom?"

Xia Jindong said: "Boy, are you going to test me? I thought that freedom is, as Zhuangzi wrote in "Xiaoyaoyou",...

"Hey, this is just an ideal state, and it is also a world that cannot be truly replicated in real life. If you want to pursue this kind of freedom in real life, you can only approach it infinitely, but you cannot fully achieve it."

Xia Jindong saw his son's shocking words again, looked at his son with admiration and encouragement, and asked him to continue talking.

Xia Xiaoluo said: "I think freedom must be realized through three aspects, namely, freedom of time, freedom of finances, and freedom of roles. Most people work hard on time, go to and from get off work, eat and shit according to the rules. The lack of freedom in time lies in Happiness is interrupted. For example, when you are meeting with your girlfriend, you are suddenly called by the leader to work overtime. This is interruption and lack of freedom. From the perspective of officialdom, the higher the official rank, the greater the scope of management, and the higher the relative freedom. , I have more time at my disposal."

Xia Jindong nodded slightly, thinking that this was indeed the case, Xia Xiaoluo continued: "The second is financial freedom, that is, it is not a small account, it is not a small money, everything is money, and I always think about whether I have spent money wrongly or not. , Did you spend the wrong money? I have been comparing whether to take the plane, the train or the car. In this way, it is not happy. After taking the car, the leader will not reimburse you when you go back. Happy. In terms of officialdom, the higher the position, the more resources you can control. Those of you who are low-level, use bicycles to commute to and from get off work, and apply for buses when you go out for errands. You see, He Jingsheng goes in and out with Audis. .This is not difficult to understand, right?"

Xia Jindong nodded, and had to admit that everything Xia Xiaoluo said made sense.

Xia Xiaoluo continued: "In the Chinese officialdom, the identities of officials are vague and ambiguous. They can be scholars and businessmen in a blink of an eye. They have too many resources. Enterprises and public institutions, Wen can pretend to be scholars, experts and professors, and Wu can fight the market to make money. Both material civilization and spiritual civilization have been realized. This is another kind of freedom, the freedom of roles. Like Tian Fengcai’s father just now, he has so many choices Is it?"

Xia Jindong sighed and said, "Son, I don't understand this society as deeply as you do. Am I old? Am I too stupid?"

Xia Xiaoluo patted his father on the shoulder and said, "Dad, you are not too stupid, you are just too kind."

Xia Jindong watched the setting sun fall like a fiery red orange through the west window.

He feels the brevity of life, he already feels the body is getting old, just like the setting sun, it is no longer the sun at seven or eight o'clock in the morning, nor the sun at noon, but the sun in the west, It's going to be "sunset red".

Before that, he wasted too much time, and only got on the road under the advice of his son, and began to skyrocket.

Moreover, he also deeply understands that in China's society, his son's point of view is correct, and his stumbling career in the past is a living teaching material, a history of blood and tears of ignorance of current affairs.

He pinched the aluminum alloy window on the window sill with both hands, his knuckles turned white, and he told himself not to shrink back, not to be afraid.

Xia Xiaoluo didn't know if she should tell Tian Fengcai that her father was ill.

Tian Fengcai lived on campus for a long time, and went back once a month.It is one aspect to be nervous about studying, and it is also another aspect to save travel expenses.

Therefore, he did not know about his father's serious illness.

After thinking about it again and again, Xia Xiaoluo didn't say anything about it.

The days were as calm as ever, this morning just after school, Xia Xiaoluo was preparing to go to the cafeteria to eat with an enamel jar.

Yang Jingchu came over and said, "Principal Su let you go."

Principal Su, of course, meant Su Jiangchun.

When we arrived at Su Jiangchun's office, Principal Su pointed to the phone and said, "I have your number, and it's from the capital."

She looked at Xia Xiaoluo curiously.

Xia Xiaoluo smiled, glanced at Su Jianglip's well-proportioned and plump body, stared at the ### stockings exposed under her trousers and between her high heels, and made a "###乱书" , then pick up the phone.

"Xia Xiaoluo, it's not good." Wang Dali's nervous voice came from the receiver. "Something has happened!"

"Talk about things slowly, there is no obstacle you can't get through." Xia Xiaoluo still said calmly.

"Our payment and goods have been seized!" Wang Dali spat out these words with difficulty.

"Who did it?" Xia Xiaoluo asked.

"Haidian District Industrial and Commercial Bureau, the reason is that we have no business license, no license, no registered company or self-employed! They say we operate without a license." Perhaps influenced by Xia Xiaoluo's calm attitude, Wang Dali was finally able to say a few words. Sentence fluent words come.

"I'm so stupid..." Xia Xiaoluo spat out two exclamations.

"How much money and goods in total?" Xia Xiaoluo asked.

"The payment for the goods is more than 30, and the goods are now more than 2000 'panpan'." Wang Dali said.

"What!" Xia Xiaoluo roared, with complicated emotions.

There was surprise in it, because he never expected that the sales in just two months would be so high. In addition, he was also angry that Wang Dali didn't transfer the sales money to his account in time according to his request.

Wang Dali explained nervously again: "I was only focused on selling, and I didn't have time to get the money back. These stubborn bosses in the capital love to give cash and don't like to use bank transfers. A bunch of local rich people!... all of a sudden There was no time, so the money was always carried in a suitcase!"

Well, Wang Dali, you are quite courageous. It sounds good to say you are a reckless hero, but it sounds bad to say that you are a fucking illiterate.

Xia Xiaoluo secretly cursed in her heart.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand that the entire "Panpan" project, including the assembly line, already has a certain concept of efficient integration of the industrial chain. Although the gross profit is not high, the profit is only ten yuan, but the most terrifying thing is the production speed. And the sales speed is very fast.

The time is equivalent to making more than 3 pandas Panpan in three months.

It is equivalent to producing 500 products per day (all-weather). It is conceivable that all the sewing machines in the old Xiazhuang Garment Factory are spinning rapidly.

This is the principle of small profits but quick turnover. Although the profits are low, the turnover of funds and goods is fast, thus forming super high capital gains.