Rebirth in 1960, My Industrial Age

Chapter 252: Deputy Leader’s Decision (Subscription Request)

After persuading Zhou Fugui, Zhou Weitian, who had been slapped several times, was still a little unconvinced. However, when he wanted to say something else, he was held down by Zhou Jiaan.

People like the boss are the ones who refuse to change their bad habits.

Zhou Fengnian was a little worried that when his father retired and lived at home, it would be difficult for him to move around. As a result, Zhou Weitian came to provoke the old man.

After Zhou's father calmed down, he stopped talking to the eldest brother and asked Zhou Fengnian, "What are you three discussing here?"

"I plan to have my eldest and second brothers suspend their jobs next year and become self-employed. This way they can make money quickly."

Zhou Fengnian thought there was no need to hide such a thing, especially since there were already rumors about it, and it would be confirmed completely at the meeting next year.

The total number of township factories across the country is far greater than that of urban factories, proving that small but vibrant workshops are slowly recovering.

Just like the fertilizer factory in Hongjia Village, there are only 40 employees in the factory, but the annual output value is almost three million.

It has been revealed more than once that we should consider this kind of economic model and liberation and so on.

Zhou Fugui didn't get angry after hearing this, mainly because it was his third son who proposed this matter, so he must have his reasons.

If it was the eldest and second sons who proposed this, Zhou's father would have been looking for a stick now; instead of doing his job, he suspended his job and became a capitalist?

". Third brother, have you taken out all your savings?"

"Well, I pay, and the eldest and second brothers do the work, that's just right."

"Then divide this money among you. Consider it my money for the three of you. Doing business definitely requires a lot of money. It took the villagers three years to save up enough money to build a fertilizer factory."

After hearing this, Zhou Fugui pushed the money he brought over and said, "You are all filial. Except for the eldest son, your mother and I don't need to save any money for retirement. You can just use this money."

Zhou Weitian said dissatisfiedly: "Dad, how am I unfilial?"

"you shut up!"

Father Zhou scolded the eldest brother angrily, and then said slowly: "The third brother's decision is not wrong. If you two have no idea, just listen to the third brother. This money
Why don't I keep some for Chunhua and Xiaomei, two thousand each?"

At the last minute, Zhou's father suddenly thought of his two daughters; he had originally decided to divide the money equally among his five children, but when he heard that his three sons were planning to start a business, he gave all the money to them.

After giving it to my daughter, I felt a little regretful when I thought of her. The fertilizer factory distributed more than 7 yuan in dividends in three years, and their family accounted for %, or yuan. This time, they brought it all.

Zhou Fengnian smiled and said, "Take it. It's your money anyway."

"Then give each of them 2,000, and give them more next time."

Father Zhou counted out four thousand yuan from the stack of money and kept it away, preparing to give it to his two daughters later.

The fertilizer factory now distributes dividends every three years. The profits from the first two years were used to expand the factory and improve village facilities; in the next three years, it is estimated that more than one million will be distributed.

Although this small factory has few employees, the money it earns makes the officials in Changping jealous. But there is nothing they can do about it because this is a collective industry of the village and every household is involved.

Moreover, there was a Zhou Fengnian in Hongjia Village. Not to mention the cadres in Changping, even the cadres in the old city had to think twice.

The initial starting capital of Zhou Fengnian and the other two was only 55,000 yuan. Zhou Fengnian contributed 45,000 yuan, while Zhou Weitian and Zhou Jiaan each contributed 5,000 yuan.

Now there is another 41,000 from Zhou Fugui, making a total of 96,000.

There will be absolutely no problem in setting up two businesses next year, and they can even quickly capture the market.

You can continue looking for a house or something. Since you have enough money, you can find the address of a second hotel in advance.

As for whether he would fail, Zhou Fengnian had never considered it; by next year, the first batch of people who became rich would be those who were bold enough to become self-employed.

"Leader, I'm here."

Gu Wenjie said with a smile after entering the room, and then sat opposite the deputy leader.

The deputy leader smiled and said, "Wenjie, what is it that requires you to come here in person after making a phone call?"

"It is indeed quite important. The Ministry of Foreign Trade is still undecided and needs your approval."

After Gu Wenjie finished speaking, he handed over the polished export plan in his hand.

"Let me see, how important is the computer, huh?"

The deputy leader originally thought it was an ordinary personal computer, but after a closer look he discovered that the computer to be exported according to the plan was actually the Shenzhou 2nd Generation Machine.

If he remembered correctly, this was a national treasure. Many national defense and military research projects required this supercomputer, and it could be considered one of the few confidential items that were strictly prohibited from being leaked.

However, the deputy leader knew that Gu Wenjie was not the kind of person who would speak without a purpose, so he continued reading.

".Is that so? So this export plan was proposed by Commissioner Zhou?"

Gu Wenjie nodded after hearing this and said, "Yes, but I think this plan is also feasible. There are big differences between the second-generation aircraft and the third-generation aircraft, and the performance gap is also quite large.

After the third-generation aircraft appear, some domestic cutting-edge projects will definitely be replaced with third-generation aircraft, which will speed up research and we can also use second-generation aircraft to earn foreign exchange. "

The deputy leader nodded after listening, but did not reply immediately. Instead, he asked, "Wenjie, I remember that Commissioner Zhou had a quarrel with you last time? Was it because of the financial budget?"

"It wasn't a quarrel, it was just a little loud. There's nothing we can do about it. The Shenzhou Computer Factory doesn't have any side businesses, and its finances all rely on grants from above."

Gu Wenjie helped explain: "Commissioner Zhou mainly wanted to promote the development of computers in China. He planned to promote computers two years ago and wanted China's computer foundation to catch up with foreign countries. This is not a coincidence."

"Yes, domestic development has stagnated, so these factories can only suffer a little bit."

Many people may not be happy to eat grass and milk cows. Although it is a dedication, it also depends on the degree of dedication.

The Shenzhou Computer Factory earned $200 million in foreign exchange for the country in a year and a half, and as a result, the country allocated $5 million in private funds to them.

It can be regarded as drinking northwest wind and milking.

The deputy leader sighed and was silent for a while, then he said to Gu Wenjie: "Let me discuss this matter with others. If everything said in the plan is true, then I also support the plan to export the second-generation Shenzhou Son aircraft.

However, the prerequisite is that the third-generation Shenzhou Son aircraft is successfully manufactured. "

With more advanced supercomputers, the confidentiality level of the second-generation machine can be reduced by several levels.

Gu Wenjie nodded, then remembered something and asked, "What about the retained finances of Shenzhou Computer Factory?"

“Cancel the fixed ratio and keep 10%.”

It cannot affect the development of the Shenzhou Computer Factory. A factory that earns 0.2% of the country's total output value. Everyone can see how important the Shenzhou Computer Factory is.

If they hadn't been in deficit elsewhere, they wouldn't have embezzled money like this.

"Okay, I got it. Next, I will focus on the news about the third-generation supercomputer."

After Gu Wenjie finished speaking, he stood up and prepared to leave. He left immediately after speaking so as not to waste anyone's time. For someone in their position, their daily work could be scheduled for a month later.

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After large numbers of educated young people returned to the city, the factories were filled with people.

Since there was no room left, they could only wait in line for jobs, but there were not so many jobs for them in the city.

The reason we asked them to go to the countryside was because we thought there were too many people in the city, not enough jobs, and we couldn't just support them all the time, so we sent them to the countryside to support themselves.

People like Zhou Hao were relatively lucky. He got a job not long after returning. Even jobs like sweeping the streets and carrying manure were sought after.

One day, Zhou Fengnian was reading in the study when the door was suddenly pushed open.

Zhou Fengnian looked up and saw that it was Zhou Xianyang, and he was acting sneaky. Just when he was about to say something, he was stunned and asked, "What's wrong with your face? Did you have a fight with someone?"

Zhou Xianyang covered his face and said, "I guess so, Dad, is there anything that can quickly reduce the swelling? Treat it for me, don't let my mom see it."

"No, you think I'm a miracle doctor. Even if I were a miracle doctor, I wouldn't be able to reduce swelling in a few hours!"

Zhou Fengnian said this unhappily, but he still quickly stood up and checked Zhou Xianyang.

There was nothing wrong with his internal organs and bones, only external injuries. Zhou Fengnian felt relieved and went to get the medicine box to apply medicine to Zhou Xianyang.

This medicine box was tinkered with by Zhou Fengnian in recent years. The medicines inside were all prepared by him and replaced every year. It contains medicines for some common minor ailments.

"What happened? Who did you fight with? Why did you get beaten like this?"

Zhou Xianyang didn't want to talk much, so he changed the subject and said, "It's nothing, don't ask any more questions, and don't tell my mom about this..."

"Why don't you tell me? Are you afraid to keep a secret about doing a good deed?"

Zhou Yan suddenly pushed the door open and walked in, followed by Bai Yujie and Bai Qingan.

While applying medicine to his son, Zhou Fengnian greeted him, "Sister Bai, and Qing'an, you rarely come to visit us. Why are you here together today?"

"Fengnian, we come here often, but you are usually busy and not at home."

Bai Yujie smiled and said, "And today I came here to thank Xianyang. If it weren't for this kid, Qing'an would have been entangled by a few bad boys."

"Oh? So Xianyang was injured because he was protecting Qing'an. Then why are you hiding it? Are you ashamed of losing the fight?"

Zhou Fengnian turned his head and asked, and Zhou Xianyang lowered his head embarrassedly.

At this time, Bai Qingan said, "Uncle Zhou, today it's all thanks to Xianyang. If Xianyang hadn't beaten away four street thugs, another worker and I would have been safe."

"Okay, as long as he didn't initiate a fight, this kid is not at fault. He only has superficial injuries and will be fine in a few days. Don't worry."

Zhou Fengnian smiled and said that after the medicine was applied, he would no longer care about it.

Bai Qingan walked up to Zhou Xianyang and whispered, "I didn't see Aunt Zhou when I got back. She was in my mother's room. She didn't come out until I finished speaking."

Zhou Xianyang sighed and nodded. He didn’t blame Bai Qingan for the coincidence.

Then Zhou Fengnian asked, "How are the others who were fighting?"

Bai Qingan said quickly: "They were detained at the Qianmen Police Station, but they seem to have a background as well."

Zhou Fengnian said: "Don't worry if they have a background. I'll call and ask them later."

They did nothing wrong, so why would they be afraid of someone's background? He wouldn't be afraid even if the lawsuit was taken to a higher level.

Bai Yujie said, "I'll tell your grandpa later, but don't take shortcuts home next time. You ran into Xianyang today, so you may not be so lucky in the future."

Zhou Fengnian said: "Let's not talk about that anymore. Stay for dinner today."

Before Bai Yujie could speak, Bai Qing'an nodded in agreement like a chicken eating rice: "Okay, okay, I haven't tasted Uncle Zhou's cooking for a long time."

Zhou Fengnian said with a smile: "Haha, then you order the dishes today!"

The two families have known each other for more than ten years and have helped each other countless times. There is no need to be polite at this time.

Moreover, Bai Qing'an was also someone Zhou Fengnian had seen grow up. When he was little, he was so greedy that he couldn't walk when he saw delicious food. He still has this personality even when he grew up.

In the evening, after Zhou Fengnian finished his phone call, he personally cooked a few delicious dishes for Bai Yujie and her daughter to enjoy a delicious meal.

Bai Qing'an is still the same as she was when she was a child, and she doesn't look elegant at all when eating delicious food.

He kept praising Zhou Fengnian, and his words revealed his intention to come and eat often.

However, Zhou Fengnian refused with a smile. He only cooked occasionally at home, and most of the time it was Gong Lin who cooked.

Bai Yujie has now returned to the compound and is still single; after living in Nanluoguxiang for a few years, her father also gave in.

At night, after Zhou Yan returned to the room, she saw Zhou Fengnian lying on the bed reading a book about Taoism. She walked up to him unhappily, took the book from his hand, and asked,
"Stop reading. Help me figure out what's going on with my son. He didn't tell me anything just now."

Zhou Fengnian was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "What's there to discuss? It's just that the boy likes Bai Qingan. How can I tell you about this?"

Zhou Yan was also stunned for a moment after hearing this, and quickly asked: "What did he tell you?"

"He didn't tell me. Isn't this obvious? Don't worry about it. Let Xianyang solve it himself."

Zhou Fengnian slowly took his hand over, turned the pages and continued, "Qing'an is from the art troupe, four or five years older than him. He likes her but is unsure. Maybe he will be more confident when he goes to college.

Don't worry about it, let your son figure it out on his own."

Zhou Yan took Zhou Fengnian's book back and asked anxiously, "How can I ignore my son's affairs? How about I go talk to Sister Yujie?"

"Forget it. Let them fall in love freely. Besides, don't you hate arranged marriages? Isn't it arranged marriage that you are going to find Bai Yujie now?"

"How can they be the same? I guess so, but this doesn't make me feel at ease."

Zhou Yan was being watched by Zhou Fengnian the whole time, which was considered as an acknowledgement of her arranged marriage.

"What's the point of worrying? Xianyang has nothing right now and he has a low self-esteem. Maybe he'll feel better once his college admission letter arrives. And he obviously doesn't want you to know. If you insist on getting involved, you're not going to have a fight."

Zhou Fengnian comforted him, "Just pretend you don't know about this, unless you want to quarrel with your son every day, then go ahead and get involved."

After Zhou Fengnian gave Zhou Yan a lecture, she slowly began to listen and decided not to bother with the matter anymore.

But I was also thinking that I should give Zhou Xianyang some extra money tomorrow so that he wouldn't have to go out for a meal without money.

(End of this chapter)