Name: My father is Zhao Dehan, and I hope he will become a dragon!

Six o'clock in the morning, Nanhu Industrial Zone.

Before the morning mist had completely dissipated, a modern, silver-gray park was already gleaming in the rising sun.

The glass curtain wall reflects golden light, and the robotic arms in the SMT workshop start slowly, emitting a deep and regular hum—as if this factory has stood here for many years.

No one asked, "What was a wasteland last night has become a skyscraper this morning."

No one questioned "where the equipment came from or whether the approval process was compliant";

Even the routine inspectors from the Provincial Department of Housing and Urban-Rural Development and the Municipal Fire Brigade simply nodded and noted: "Chongming Science and Technology Super Factory meets all the requirements and is approved to start production."

—The power of the system has turned miracles into common sense.

Zhao Chongming was also shocked by the system's power.

Completely unreasonable.

At 9:00 AM, Chongming Technology's official website updated with a recruitment announcement:

Chongming Technology 2007 Spring Recruitment

Positions available: Production line technician, test engineer, logistics specialist, administrative assistant, etc.

Salary: 2800–4500 RMB/month

This salary is actually quite good, 120% higher than the local average. Zhao Chongming estimated that the salary he was offering was 500 yuan higher than that offered by Foxconn.

Benefits: Free dormitory (4-person room, air conditioning and hot water), (couples' rooms, additional charge required), staff canteen (5 RMB/meal), five social insurances and one housing fund, annual physical examination.

Location: Chongming Science and Technology Park, Donghu Industrial Zone, Hanzhong

Registration methods: On-site registration or online application

The news spread like wildfire.

The entire city of Jingzhou was shaken in a short period of time.

Long queues formed at the entrance of the Jingzhou Talent Market.

Young migrant workers carried woven bags, middle-aged skilled workers clutched their welding certificates, recent vocational school graduates held up their resumes, and even veteran workers who had worked in Dongguan and Shenzhen for five years took an overnight train back—

"No need to leave the province, higher salary, and there's even dormitory and canteen? Isn't this better than having to put up with other people's attitudes in Guangdong?"

"Have you heard? Chongming Technology is owned by Vice Governor Zhao's son!"

"Is it real or fake?"

"Whether it's true or not, let's not worry about whether it's real or not. If this benefit really exists, why would I care if he's Vice Governor Zhao's son?"

"It's definitely a sure thing! The government's backing it up, how could it possibly fail?"

"My cousin went to see it yesterday, and the factory is just like the foreign factories you see on TV—it's so clean you could see your reflection in a mirror!"

The topic was hotly debated on the streets.

Next to the Chongming Science and Technology Industrial Park is Dafeng Factory. At this moment, Lao Zhou, who has been rehired at Dafeng Factory, is squatting by the roadside smoking and sighing to his coworkers: "If I had known, I shouldn't have believed those rumors that Vice Governor Zhao was doing vanity projects... He really gave us our jobs."

"Old Zhou, time to get to work!"

At that moment, Zheng Xipo walked over and quickly said, "Chongming Technology needs us to produce some equipment. We need to speed things up!"

Old Zhou stubbed out his cigarette and followed after them: "Any orders?"

Zheng Xipo nodded: "Yes, I just arrived yesterday!"

The current wind power plant is the new wind power plant.

The original Dafeng Factory was completely handed over to Shanshui Group.

For the workers, firstly, the resettlement compensation was in place, and secondly, they could continue to engage in production and have a stable income, so it didn't matter whether it was the old or new Dafeng Factory.

In addition, Zhao Chongming acquired 30% of the shares in the new Dafeng factory, which was considered a technology-based investment without paying any money.

Despite this, Zhao Chongming did not expect to receive any dividends from Dafeng Factory. On the contrary, he would give Dafeng Factory orders to help the new Dafeng Factory complete its transformation.

He's not like Zhao Ruilong, who only thinks about money.

His primary focus is on employment.

Zhao Ruilong was thinking about putting money into his own pocket, while Zhao Chongming's idea was simpler: without me, the GDP of Handong Province would plummet; without me, the employment situation in Handong Province would make it difficult for any provincial leader to hold his position.

"What are they here for?" Old Zhou asked curiously, pointing to a group of young people at the factory gate.

"They're here to debug the equipment, some technicians sent by Chongming Technology!" Zheng Xipo casually said, "General Manager Zhao said that some of the production capacity at our Dafeng factory is outdated and should be phased out. Although we're still profitable now, the equipment is old, and the products we produce are gradually becoming less competitive. So, we need to transform quickly and eliminate outdated production capacity!"

Old Zhou was surprised: "They even arranged for technicians to train us?"

"Yes, it's called a technology upgrade or something. The profits will be even greater, we'll earn more, and we'll even go public in the future!" Zheng Xipo said. "Chongming Technology has sent professional technicians over. If you can't keep up, you'll be left behind as times change. Tonight, our factory will organize some young people to quickly learn!"

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Noon, Jingzhou Municipal Government Main Building.

Li Dakang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of his office on the 23rd floor, holding a cup of strong tea in his hand, his eyes fixed intently on the distance—the direction of Nanhu was bustling with people, buses were running one after another towards the industrial zone, and even the tricycles on the roadside had signs that read "Chongming Science and Technology Special Line".

His grin widened until he finally burst out laughing: "Hahaha! Great! That's wonderful!"

Secretary Xiao Jin immediately stepped forward, beaming, "Secretary Li, this is truly the first time in recent years that Jingzhou has seen such a phenomenon! Instead of sending labor out, we're attracting people back! I just asked the Human Resources and Social Security Bureau, and this morning alone, on-site registration exceeded 8,000 people, and including online applications, over 12,000 have submitted their applications! Even people from Luzhou and Lincheng have come by train!"

"Of course!" Li Dakang turned around, his eyes gleaming. "You do the math—"

Xiao Jin was taken aback: "What?"

Li Dakang ignored his secretary's slight lapse in progress and continued, "Each worker earns 3,500 yuan a month, which is 42,000 yuan a year. With 8,000 workers, that's over 300 million yuan in annual wages! Where does that money go? Food, clothing, housing, and transportation—all in Jingzhou!"

At this point, Li Dakang clenched his fist: "Taxes, consumption, social security, housing... the entire economic chain has come alive!"

He slammed his hand on the table, exclaiming with boundless pride, "This isn't just recruitment; this is a shot in the arm for Jingzhou!"

Xiao Jin quickly pulled out his notebook to jot it down, then seized the opportunity to add, "Secretary Li, you have such foresight! Back then, you overruled all opposition to support Zhao Chongming's land acquisition and approved the loan. Looking back now, it was nothing short of a stroke of genius! This Nanhu Lake is the money tree you planted with your own hands!"

Li Dakang felt pleased to hear this, but feigned modesty: "Oh, you can't say that. It's thanks to the Central Committee's good policies, Secretary Sha's effective leadership, and Comrade Zhao Dehan's practical and responsible approach..."

But when he spoke of "Zhao Dehan," a hint of pride was clearly in his tone—

After all, Nanhu was located in Jingzhou, and the political achievements were attributed to Li Dakang.

He strolled back to his desk and waved his hand dismissively: "Do three things immediately:"

First, the Human Resources and Social Security Bureau will hold a special recruitment fair tonight, mobilizing all vocational schools and technical schools;

Second, the Transportation Bureau will add three bus routes that go directly to Nanhu.

Third—" his eyes sharpened, "have the propaganda department edit a short video overnight, titled 'The Lights of Nanhu Light Up, People's Hearts Return to Wuhan,' and it must be broadcast on tomorrow morning's news!"

Xiao Jin nodded repeatedly: "Understood! I'll take care of it right away!"