I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 584 Who is envious?
In late spring and early summer of 1995, pedestrians swapped their heavy coats for brightly colored summer clothes, and the whole city transformed from a grayish-blue tone to a riot of colors. The area around the cathode ray tube factory was particularly bustling with traffic, even more so than in its most glorious days.

The large sign at the factory gate, which had been rusted for three years, was repainted, and the six characters "[Provincial Capital Picture Tube Factory]" shone brightly in the morning light.

Old Liu, the gatekeeper, stood at the entrance of the guardhouse, watching the workers walk in one after another. His hands were trembling slightly, not from the cold, but from excitement.

Just over a month ago, he was sitting in the guardhouse, looking at the desolate factory, thinking that he would probably never hear the bicycle bell for going to work again in his life.

Now, the bell is ringing again.

In the workshop, Zhao, the 60-year-old chief engineer, was wearing reading glasses and staring intently at a blueprint for an LCD module sent by Changhong.

He was surrounded by a group of apprentices, all of whom were the factory's original technical backbone, some of whom had just returned from the vegetable market.

In the past year, in order to make a living, some people sold vegetables at the market, some rode tricycles on the street, and some pasted cardboard boxes at home.

"Engineer Zhao, can we really build this thing?"

Without looking up, Engineer Zhao said in a hoarse voice, "Changhong has given us the complete set of process documents and even sent two engineers to be stationed here. They've practically fed you; how could you possibly starve?"

Changhong's implementation of the ISO9000 standard in its picture tube factory is a rare occurrence nationwide.

Technicians and workers eagerly absorbed new knowledge and standards, and no one complained about being tired.

Was it tough? Just think about the Long March of 25,000 li. They never want to live an unemployed life again!
At the other end of the workshop, Engineer Chen from Changhong was leading several young workers in debugging a new piece of equipment.

A young man with a shaved head had eyes as bright as stars: "Engineer Chen, is this the automated assembly line that Changhong Factory copied?"

"Yes, the assembly efficiency of the electron gun has increased threefold, and the defect rate has dropped from 12% to 3%. You need to study the technology well. The maintenance and repair of the automated assembly line still depends on us."

"Don't worry," the young man wiped his face, "I can definitely do it!"

The finance department of the factory office was swamped with activity. District Chief Lin had granted the cathode ray tube factory a 1500 million yuan interest-subsidized loan for technological upgrades.

Changhong has committed to purchasing 200 million units annually, accounting for 80% of the CRT factory's designed production capacity. Currently, they have already paid for three months' worth of goods, totaling 800 million yuan.

Through the forestry chief's connections, the factory sold off its inventory, earning 500 million yuan.

How to allocate these three sums of money requires precise calculation.

The head of the finance department accidentally pulled out the few hairs left on his head: "Fortunately, the technical support from Changhong Factory is free, otherwise, this money wouldn't be enough."

The clerk chimed in, "That's the benefit of aligning yourself with the right big shot! By the way, both the glass shell factory and the phosphor factory sent people over, and the factory manager pushed these people onto us."

The head of the finance department was grumbling and complaining. He was already very busy, and now he had to entertain guests on behalf of the factory manager. It was so annoying!

"Take them to the cafeteria for lunch first."

It was lunchtime, and the cafeteria was packed with people.

Master Chef Li stood behind the window, looking at the line of people waiting to get their food, his eyes reddening.

Today's dishes are braised pork with vermicelli, stir-fried cabbage with vinegar, and plenty of steamed buns.

"Old Li, your skills haven't deteriorated!" someone shouted.

Old Li cursed, "Even eating can't shut you up," but then added another spoonful of meat to his plate.

The clerks at the phosphor powder factory and the glass shell factory were preoccupied with their own thoughts when they saw how good the food was, and they couldn't enjoy their meals.

Seeing that the head of the finance department had finally finished eating, he quickly asked, "Head of the department, you see, we've been cooperating with several factories for so many years, why do we suddenly want to change suppliers?"

The head of the finance department said helplessly, "It's not that we don't want to help our brothers, but as you can see, Changhong's cooperation standards are very strict. The factory is kept spotless, and the technicians stay up all night every day to learn the new standards." He sighed deeply, "Even our finance department has to learn paperless office practices."

He spread his hands: "How old am I? I still have to learn about computers. I can't not learn. The capable rise and the incompetent fall. If I can't learn it, I'll have to make way for the younger generation. Changhong Factory doesn't care about seniority or personal relationships."

These words weighed heavily on the hearts of the two clerks.

Sure enough, the head of the finance department said without any mercy, "Your factory's products do not meet the standards. We sent a letter to your factory, indicating that we could send technicians to help you modify the production line. A month has passed, and you haven't made a single move."

If the factory can't be helped, you can't force it to stay afloat!

The two clerks' faces turned pale, then red, and they stammered, "This...we..."

Oh dear, I have absolutely no idea how to explain this.

The factory manager thought that, as before, the substandard products were just an excuse to ask for money, and that sending some gifts would suffice.

To everyone's surprise, the gifts couldn't be delivered at all! They panicked and quickly sent people over to inquire.

The head of the finance department said earnestly, "Comrade, times have changed. Our forestry district is a man who truly gets things done."

The two clerks didn't know what to say. They also wanted to get things done, but the factory's atmosphere was just not right.

If they didn't complete the task assigned by the factory manager, they would definitely be criticized when they got back. So, the two of them followed the head of the finance department back to the office like little shadows.

There were quite a few people at the office entrance; they were all there to collect their salaries.

The first to receive his wages was Zhang, the miller. He counted them three times, his hands trembling.

Someone nearby asked, "What's wrong? Did you miscount?"

Da Zhang shook his head, clutching the envelope tightly: "No, I just... didn't expect to receive such a thick stack."

My goodness, almost 1000!

So that's how the salary system works at Changhong factory. It's said that employees also receive bonuses at the end of the year.

The workers at Changhong factory are living such a good life!

"Yes, that's great!" The clerk at the fluorescent powder factory pulled Zhang aside: "Master, is this a payment of back wages?"

Zhang shook his head: "No, it's this month's salary. The more you work, the more you earn. I made a small contribution, and the factory gave me a bonus."

Upon hearing this, the office clerk poked his head out and said, "No, we've been too busy lately. Many people in our factory are receiving bonuses, and they'll all be paid out in ten days. It's written on your payslip; take a close look."

Zhang quickly looked at the slip of paper in his hand. In the prize money section, it read 2000 (to be paid).

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The two clerks were so envious their eyes turned red.

Zhang didn't care about any of that; he was full of energy and immediately went back to the factory to work up a sweat.

Haha, his wife has been craving a meal of pure minced meat for years. After get off work, he's going to buy two pounds of meat, no, three pounds, so the whole family can have a good meal!
At 7 p.m., the factory loudspeaker came on, playing "On the Hopeful Fields".

The workers pushed their bicycles out, the bells jingling all around them. Some made plans to grab a drink, some were in a hurry to get home to see their children, and some were thinking about buying face cream for their wives as they walked.

At the entrance, the two clerks exchanged a glance and immediately realized that the other was thinking the same thing.