The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1862 A microcosm of the era, the scars of that year!
In a birch forest, in front of a building about to begin construction,

Lauren Wu, dressed in a neat new suit and holding a file bag in his arms, said, "Mr. Zhang, all the formalities have been completed!"

Turning to look at Lauren Wu, Zhang Cheng looked at the scene before him again and said, "In terms of recruitment and investment, we should start with real industries. Whether it's clothing, food, housing, transportation, or entertainment, we should try to select laid-off workers."

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Lauren Wu looked puzzled and said, "Wouldn't that be indirectly increasing the company's expenses?"

"If we want to establish ourselves in this city, we must ensure that the people enjoy the benefits! We must make them understand that they are not working for us, but contributing to this city."

After giving a series of reasons, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but raise his head.

After listening to Zhang Cheng's words, Lauren Wu remained silent for a long time before saying, "I don't understand!"

Looking silently at Lauren Wu, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "You'll set up the company's legal department, and I'll give you a raise!"

"Mr. Zhang, I must say, you are truly a kind person. The laid-off workers in Hualin will feel they have no way to repay your kindness!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a sincere expression, Lauren Wu spoke fluently and naturally.
"Ah!"

Looking at Lauren Wu with disdain, Zhang Cheng patted him on the shoulder and said, "You truly deserve to be called a 'talent' who returned from across the ocean!"

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Zhang. No, thank you, boss!"

With a smile on her face, Lauren Wu immediately stopped discussing the matter.

After all, as the company's legal counsel, his job was simply to focus on mitigating risks; revenue was none of his concern.

Moreover, given Zhang Cheng's current financial resources, even if he really wanted to squander his wealth, it would take two or three years to see any results!

Back in the somewhat dilapidated courtyard,

Seeing his uncle looking worried, Zhang Cheng immediately asked, "What's wrong, Uncle? What happened?"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, the uncle didn't speak, but just smoked his cigarette in frustration.
Just then, Shen Lei whispered, "Cousin, my dad lost his job!"

"What? You've been laid off?"

Looking at his uncle in surprise, Zhang Cheng asked in astonishment, "Isn't Uncle a key technical worker in the factory?"

"No matter how good your skills are, you're still afraid of offending people! Your uncle is just stubborn; he doesn't even realize when he's offended someone. The layoff notice just came out, and he's already at the front of the line."

At this point, my aunt's face was also filled with sorrow.
Because my uncle is the only one in the family who earns money, what will happen to the family if he loses his income?

Hearing his aunt's words, Zhang Cheng comforted her, "Aunt, I heard that a Far East Investment Group is currently recruiting. They need anyone with technical skills. Why don't you let your uncle give it a try?"

"What is your uncle trying out? He doesn't know anything about investing, all he knows is raising cattle!"

As she spoke to Zhang Cheng, her aunt's face was full of worry.
"That's alright! Uncle should go and take a look. What if they're willing to invest in Uncle building a farm? Right?"

Looking at his aunt, Zhang Cheng's face was full of seriousness.
“Zhang Cheng, you don’t understand. A breeding farm costs at least tens of thousands of yuan. That’s a conservative estimate. If it’s larger, it can cost hundreds of thousands of yuan. How could they possibly let your uncle go?”

As she spoke to Zhang Cheng, his aunt couldn't help but feel a pang of regret.
Hearing his aunt say that, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "There's always a way out. What if it works out? Uncle will become the factory manager!"

"Yeah, Lao Shen, why don't you go take a look? What if they're willing to invest!"

When she spoke to her uncle, her aunt's face lit up with excitement.
"What factory manager? There's no way they'd give me that much money!"

Looking at his wife beside him, the uncle said dejectedly, "I'll go out and find some work tomorrow! We still have some savings, we'll see how things go." Seeing his uncle's expression, Zhang Cheng didn't say much. After all, there are many ways to achieve one's goals indirectly, and he didn't necessarily have to show off in front of his uncle and aunt!

Around nine o'clock, the temporary worker's cousin returned.

When she learned that her father had been laid off, she didn't say much. She just walked to his side, put her arm around his shoulder, and said, "Dad, don't worry. Our family has hands and feet. We definitely won't starve!"

Hearing his daughter's words of comfort, the uncle said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Your dad isn't old yet! You just need to focus on your studies! I'll take care of things at home!"

Seeing her father say this, Shen Lin became worried.

The next day, my uncle went to the nearby job market.

However, when he saw people everywhere around him, he realized just how devastating the wave of layoffs truly was.
The wave of layoffs in the 1990s was a microcosm of the nationwide phenomenon in Hualin.

But in Northeast China, this was a heavy blow, shattering the resilience of the Northeastern men.

Because Northeast China accounts for one-third of all laid-off workers nationwide.
This is why you can always see people from Northeast China all over the country.

Because most of them were people who left their hometowns in Northeast China to make a living!

Zhang Cheng founded Far East Investment not to make money, but simply to lessen the scars of the times.

He didn't care about the money; after all, he didn't have any, and he knew to "borrow" it!
Federal Reserve: Listen to yourself, are you even speaking human language?

Citibank: For HSBC, pick-up and drop-off service included, direct flight available.
HSBC: Holy crap.
"Make way, make way, everyone make way!"

Just as everyone was waiting to get to work, a group of people appeared.
Long tables and chairs were brought out, and a number of people in suits sat down. They then picked up pens and paper and said, "Far East Investment Group is hiring. Everyone come and register. Our group needs anyone with a skill, and we will even help you choose a position and investment direction based on your profession."

"Our group is not short of money or resources, so gentlemen, don't be afraid, we don't prey on people!"

Standing in the crowd, Gong Biao shouted through a megaphone.

Upon hearing this sound, the uncle also craned his neck in confusion.
But just as he hesitated, he was swept away by someone.
Standing in the crowd, my uncle hesitated for a long time, but in the end he joined the main group.

Ten minutes later, just as the uncle stepped forward, a serious-looking man spoke up: "Name, address, occupation, and skill level!"

"Shen Yuanchao used to be a livestock worker at a state-owned factory; he knew how to raise cattle and pigs."

Just after my uncle finished speaking, the registrar looked up and said, "Our farm will be starting operations next month. If you're interested, you can come to this address tomorrow."

The man selected various locations for investing in and building factories, and handed them to his uncle.

Looking at the address above, the uncle exclaimed in astonishment, "You really want to build a breeding farm?"

"You're kidding, our Far East Investment Group is a large enterprise with a paid-in capital of tens of millions of US dollars. Do you think we're short of money to build a factory? Let me tell you, our group is investing throughout Hualin, and even the entire Northeast."

Turning to his uncle, the man said, "Alright, just go report for duty tomorrow!"

I left in a daze, only to see my uncle staring at the Far East Investment Group logo, suddenly frozen in place.
Because this is actually a large and powerful company?

When Zhang Cheng returned home that evening, he couldn't help but smile knowingly upon hearing that his uncle had found a job at the Far East Investment Group.
Because what he's investing in isn't these industries, but the era itself!

(End of this chapter)