The Pentium Era - South to North

Zhang Chen and Zhao Zhigang went downstairs and saw off County Magistrate Qiu and the others. The three of them were standing there. Zhang Chen asked Zhao Zhigang, you guy, who has been quietly communicating with them, did you sing this on purpose to let your county magistrate come and deal with it? My army?

Zhao Zhigang smiled and said, they called me, and I just told them the real situation. How do I know whether the county magistrate is coming or not.

"To be honest, do you want to go back to Jiangshan?" Zhang Chen asked.

"I'll tell you the truth, boss, what's the point of being rushed around outside? It's really better to go back."

"Look, the fox's tail is exposed."

Zhao Zhigang shouted: "I just said go back, and I didn't say where. You can also go back to Yongcheng. That would be better than being chased away here all the time."

"How are the people in the factory?" Zhang Chen asked.

Zhao Zhigang sighed. He said that people are worried, especially those whose husbands work in Xiasha. Some of them have rented a house outside. They are particularly concerned about where they will move. If they move to other places, they will have no jobs. Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer garment factories in Hangzhou. They are all considering whether to stop making clothes at all and go to factories to do other jobs.

But if you work in another job, you have to learn everything from scratch. The salary is not as high as here, and it does not necessarily include room and board. It is not cost-effective.

Zhang Chen also sighed in his heart. What Zhao Zhigang said was true. In the past few years, Hangzhou was full of garment factories, and there were also a large number of small processing workshops. The supply of sewing workers exceeded the demand, and the garment industry was booming. Therefore, Liu Chengcheng and the others What kind of "Hangzhou-style women's clothing" will be produced? Finally, this "Hangzhou-style women's clothing" has some appearance. Now there is no room for even clothing factories to survive.

The face of this local government has changed so damn fast. When it comes to livable cities, all people start to focus on real estate, and all other industries must make room for the real estate monster. , what kind of nonsense is this?

"Boss, no matter what, this matter must be settled as soon as possible, so that everyone can feel at ease and make plans in advance. Otherwise, it will be really difficult to manage in the workshop. If nothing else, some supervisors are also saying that if eight or nine The factory was closed, and it was hard to find a new job at that time, so they might as well go back early so they could spend the summer with their children and not come out this year."

Zhao Zhigang said, Zhang Chen nodded, I understand.

At that time, in most factories in Hangzhou, workers still had to be detained for one month's salary. If workers looked for new jobs in August or September and worked until the Chinese New Year, they would be detained for four or five months. Month's salary, this month's salary, if you don't come to this factory after the New Year, it will be gone.

And when you go home during the New Year, who knows what will happen at home, whether you will be unable to leave after the New Year, or whether you will be taken away by fellow villagers to other cities in the coming year to do jobs that sound more attractive.

Especially for those girls, going home for the New Year is the climax of an intensive blind date. If they fall in love, they will stay at home and start preparing for marriage.

For workers, looking for a new job in August or September may mean that they will go home during the Chinese New Year and lose one month's salary, which is not cost-effective.

The three people got in the car. Xiao Wu drove the car and took Zhao Zhigang back to the factory first. Xiao Wu asked Zhang Chen if he wanted to go upstairs. Zhang Chen said forget it. He was a little dizzy and went back to the dynamic zone to rest.

Zhao Zhigang's eyes were filled with suspicion. He looked at Zhang Chen and asked, "Boss, are you afraid of meeting the workers?"

Zhang Chen scolded: "Go away, I have nothing to be afraid of."

Zhao Zhigang got out of the car with a smile and left. Zhang Chen sighed inwardly. What Zhao Zhigang said was actually somewhat correct. Zhang Chen was really afraid of meeting the workers in the factory, not because of anything else, but because of their inquiries. When they looked at each other, Zhang Chen would subconsciously feel embarrassed, feeling that it was his own incompetence that had caused them trouble again.

Zhang Chen and Xiao Wu went back to the dynamic zone. When they got upstairs, they saw Xu Qiaoxin, Xiao Li and Ge Ling surrounding Xiao Hu in the yard. Xiao Hu also followed Liu Bang, the great ancestor of the Han Dynasty, back to Hangzhou from Taipei.

Seeing them, Xu Qiaoxin greeted them: "Come here and eat the pineapple cake brought by this dead little tiger. It's delicious."

Xiaohu stood there with a smile and shouted: "Brother Zhang, Brother Xiao Wu."

Zhang Chen asked Xiaohu, where are you going next?

"I'm going to Kunshan tomorrow. However, Brother Xiao Wu doesn't have to accompany me this time. Brother Liu and I will go together. He will also go to their branch there and meet those good friends from Taiwan. Let's come together. Come back." Xiaohu told them.

While they were talking, Xu Qiaoxin kept laughing behind Xiaohu. Zhang Chen was surprised and asked her, what was so funny?

Xu Qiaoxin pointed at Xiaohu and said, "I discovered a strange thing."

Xiaoli and Ge Ling also laughed, and Xiaoli said: "Mr. Polite."

Xiaohu stood aside and smiled sheepishly. Zhang Chen and Xiao Wu were confused by them. Xiao Li said:

"Do you know how polite Mr. Polite is?"

Zhang Chen said he didn’t know, please tell us.

Xu Qiaoxin smiled and held her big belly with both hands. Xiaoli laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up. She said I couldn't even speak, so she asked Ge Ling to speak.

Ge Ling told them that we discovered earlier that this polite gentleman even responded with "thank you" to weather forecast text messages sent on his mobile phone.

Zhang Chen and Xiao Wu laughed, and Ge Ling continued: "He immediately earned himself the nickname 'Mr. Polite', and you will also call him that in the future."

Xiaohu's face turned red, and he said with some embarrassment, "I don't know who sent it to me. I always thought it was some friend who knew that I had arrived in the mainland and was kindly reminding me to pay attention to the weather."

Xiaoli said: "China Mobile in Taiwan doesn't send weather forecast text messages?"

Zhang Chen laughed and scolded: "Xiao Li, you are also a talent, and you are also China Mobile in Taiwan. You are just like asking Taiwanese people on October 1st why you are not celebrating National Day today."

Everyone laughed after hearing this, Xiaoli blushed, waved her hands and said, okay, okay, I made a mistake.

Ge Ling smiled and said: "You can also have a nickname, let's call it..."

Before Ge Ling finished speaking, Xiaoli went to beat her.

…

Dinner was held at the Tuxiangyuan Hotel on Yan'an Road. Lao Tan opened two private rooms. The friends who came, plus Lao Tan and Qu Tianlin themselves, totaled fourteen people. One table could not be crowded, and two tables were too spacious. It’s not easy to tell people apart.

Qu Tianlin remembered it, and she simply asked the waiter to put the two round tables into a figure 8. In this way, although there were two tables, they were actually one table.

Fourteen people sat down around this table, just right.

Xiaohu saw Xiangnan for the first time today. When he first saw him, his eyes lit up. He wanted to sit with Xiangnan, but he was a little embarrassed. Qu Tianlin saw it and shouted, "Come on, come on." , Xiaohu, you two young people sit together.

Xiaohu happily went over and sat down next to Xiangnan. He smiled and nodded towards Xiangnan, who also smiled at him.

Lin Shuwan giggled. She leaned into Zhang Chen's ear and whispered, "Brother, Beibei has a competitor."

Zhang Chen smiled and said: "Yes, we can compete fairly."

When eating, Xiaohu ate very little and didn't drink. Most of the time, he watched everyone eat with interest. He asked Xiangnan:

"Are you here for a visit?"

"No, I was hungry earlier. I ran down to the market and just ate a bowl of Pian'erchuan. I'm working on my appetite." Xiaohu said, chuckling to the south.

Xiaohu is very attentive. When he sees someone wanting to pick up a dish, he will reach out to push the turntable and turn the dish in front of him. He and Xiangnan happen to be in the same figure-8 shape as Xiaowu and Xu Qiaoxin. Every dish When it comes up, he will pay great attention to put the food in front of Xu Qiaoxin first, saying that pregnant women have priority.

Xu Qiaoxin smiled and kept saying, "Thank you, Mr. Polite."

Xu Qiaoxin said it so many times that Wei Wenfang was surprised. She asked: "Qiaoxin, what do you mean by always calling Xiaohu Mr. Polite?"

Xu Qiaoxin told everyone the origin of "Mr. Polite". Everyone laughed, and even Xiaohu's neck turned red.

Xiang Nan also laughed, and Xiaohu asked in a low voice: "Isn't it stupid?"

Xiang Nan glanced at him and whispered: "No, no, it's very cute. Oh, it's very fun."

Xu Qiaoxin then joked about Xiaoli's question about China Mobile in Taiwan and Zhang Chen's joke about whether you would have a National Day holiday, and everyone burst into laughter again.

Liu Bang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, said, "Ask the Taiwanese people whether they have a National Day holiday. This is really the case. My friends in Taipei have encountered this many times. During the National Day Golden Week in mainland China, aren't there many tourist groups going to Taiwan? Really?" Many mainlanders will ask Taiwanese why there is no Golden Week during National Day.

Everyone laughed.

This is their first gathering after the Spring Festival. Everyone will break up again tomorrow. Lao Tan is going to Sanya, Han Gaozu Liu Bang and Xiao Hu are going to Kunshan and Suzhou, Wu Zhaohui is going to Wuhan, and will go back to the south in two days. Beijing.

Everyone seemed to have a lot to talk about, the topics were endless, and the interesting things they encountered during the Spring Festival were also endless. They chatted and ate and drank enthusiastically until about ten o'clock in the evening.

Xiao Wu drove Zhang Chen home first, and then sent Xiao Hu back to the M-Zone. When they got downstairs, Xu Qiaoxin said she would go upstairs to work a little longer and talk to a few clients on the phone.

The three of them went upstairs together, Xu Qiaoxin went to the company upstairs, and Xiaowu and Xiaohu went to the training hall together to prepare for some exercise.

"You can't slap me in the face today. I have to meet a client tomorrow. It's very ugly."

Xiaohu and Xiaowu said it in a tone that sounded like it was a pity that they couldn't get punched in the face today.

…

Zhang Chen returned to the room. After taking a shower, he was not sleepy. He went to the bedroom, took out Xiao Zhao's urn and placed it on the coffee table in the living room. He threw two cushions on the carpet. At this time, he saw, That day he showed it to Xiaofang. The real estate certificate that he had conveniently placed on the shelf under the coffee table was still there. After so much time, it was covered with a fine layer of dust.

Zhang Chen bent down to get it, but before his hand could touch the real estate certificate, he retracted it and let it continue there.

Zhang Chen walked to the door and turned off the lights in the living room.

He then walked back and sat down on the ground, leaning against the sofa. He wanted to have a good talk with Xiao Zhao and discuss factory matters with her.

Zhao Zhigang was right, things about the factory really needed to be settled as soon as possible.

The lights in the yard below, through the glass doors and windows of the balcony, cast the shadows of the trees onto the ceiling, swaying, swaying, and the surrounding darkness was getting darker little by little. Hangzhou at the end of February seemed to be yawning. He also fell down and became quieter and quieter.

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