Chapter 1599

"Number 2!" Seeing the number on the ping-pong ball in Duan Yufeng's hand, Du Chunlai shouted into the microphone.

"Ah!"

The employees of the packaging workshop immediately boiled over, and the cheers almost lifted the roof of the Cultural Palace.

Duan Yufeng said happily: "I didn't fail the mission."

"It's my turn."

Hou Zhongyu, the director of the bottling workshop, put his hand into the cardboard box, stirred it twice, and took it out. When he saw the number, his face immediately turned black.

"Hahaha..." Leng Zhiguo, who was last, laughed: "I said, drawing first doesn't necessarily mean drawing a good number."

"Number 5!" Du Chunlai shouted into the microphone.

The employees of the bottling workshop sighed, but they didn't blame their director.

He wasn't doing it on purpose; there was nothing anyone could do about bad luck.

Then they drew one by one, and number 3 was drawn by the raw materials workshop.

In the end, number 1 was actually left, and the other one was number 6.

Zhao Min, the director of the crushing workshop, looked at Leng Zhiguo and said with a smile: "Only two of us are left, and one of them is number 1. Let's see whose luck is better."

Leng Zhiguo also laughed: "Draw, whatever is left is mine."

Zhao Min put his hand into the cardboard box; there were only two left inside. He scratched around several times before grabbing one, and without thinking, he took it out.

He also held the ball tightly in his palm, glanced at Leng Zhiguo, then looked below the stage, took the microphone from Du Chunlai's hand, and said with a smile.

"Everyone guess, what number is this?"

"Number 1!" This was from the employees of the crushing workshop.

"Number 6!" This was from the employees of the koji-making workshop.

Du Chunlai laughed. Zhao Min was only thirty-two; it was normal for young people to like to play around.

Zhao Min carefully opened a crack in his hand and leaned his eyes in, which made Leng Zhiguo so anxious he almost cursed.

"Can you hurry up?"

"What's the rush?"

Zhao Min's mindset was very stable. In his view, drawing first or last really didn't matter; luck was the most important thing.

A smile appeared on Zhao Min's face, and he looked up at Leng Zhiguo: "Old Leng, my luck is better than yours."

"Let me see." Leng Zhiguo was unwilling to give up.

"This is the only bad thing about you; you don't trust people."

Zhao Min extended his hand and spread his five fingers. The ping-pong ball lay quietly in his palm, and the number 1 written in brush ink was very eye-catching.

"Sigh!" Leng Zhiguo sighed and looked below the stage: "Brothers of the koji-making workshop, I'm sorry, my luck is too bad."

"It's okay!" An employee below shouted: "Drawing first doesn't necessarily mean drawing a good floor. Look, number 1 was left until the end."

"Right!" Others followed and shouted: "Director, it's okay."

This moved Leng Zhiguo deeply, and it also proved that this guy had a very good reputation in the koji-making workshop.

"Alright!" Du Chunlai took the microphone: "Employees of the crushing workshop, line up and come up to draw your numbers."

The employees of the crushing workshop walked over in high spirits, then lined up to go on stage and draw their numbers.

First they drew the building number, then the floor number. Even if they drew an unsatisfactory floor, they only felt depressed for a moment, then walked off the stage with a happy face.

Those who drew a good floor cheered even more. After leaving the Cultural Palace, the whole family hugged and jumped, then went home to stew meat and celebrate.

On the night of the eighth day of the New Year, the fireworks in the brewery's family area lit up half the sky, and the sound of firecrackers was even denser than on New Year's Eve.

The tenth day of the New Year was a Saturday, which happened to be a long break. The employees of Yugong Liquor Industry all dragged their families to the south of the bridge.

Now the windows and elevators had been installed, but the elevators were locked and couldn't be ridden, but that couldn't stop the urgent desire to see the houses.

One by one, they climbed the stairs, arrived at their own homes, wandered back and forth, and didn't want to leave even after several hours.

Zhou Andong had a cigarette in his mouth, his feet propped on the desk, reading a newspaper.

"Ding-a-ling..."

The telephone rang suddenly. He put his feet down, threw the newspaper aside, and picked up the phone.

"I am Zhou Andong."

Wu Huilin's voice came from the receiver: "Chairman, I'm at Yuzhou Technology, and there's a troublesome matter that needs you to solve."

Zhou Andong asked strangely: "What troublesome matter?"

Wu Huilin's tone was very helpless: "Regarding the establishment of the computer company, there is now a disagreement over the name."

Zhou Andong said helplessly: "What's there to argue about?"

"Shuguang, Chenguang, Shengming, Yulong..." Wu Huilin recited a string of names: "We originally wanted to call it Yuzhou Computer, but considering the Yuzhou VCD, it might have an impact on the future computer brand, so we replaced it."

"None of them are good. Just call it Huaguang Computer, meaning the light of China."

Zhou Andong also had a headache about the name, but he suddenly remembered there was a Huaguang Electric Appliance, which seemed not to have been established yet, so he would just take that name.

"Huaguang, the light of China." Wu Huilin whispered: "Good, this name is good, let's use Huaguang."

Zhou Andong said with a smile: "When registering, remember not to just register computers; also register electrical appliances like televisions, refrigerators, and washing machines."

"Understood!" Wu Huilin said with a smile.

"Then that's it." Zhou Andong put down the phone, then got up to pour himself a cup of tea. Just as he sat down, the phone rang again.

"Hello, I am Zhou Andong."

Jian Qiu's voice came from the receiver: "Your premonition has come true."

Zhou Andong was stunned: "What premonition?"

"Snow disaster!" Jian Qiu's voice was a bit heavy: "A severe snow disaster has occurred in the Ali region. Because communication is interrupted, the specific situation is still unknown."

Zhou Andong stood up abruptly: "When was the news?"

"This morning!" Jian Qiu said: "I went to see Grandpa and just happened to catch them reporting the disaster situation to him."

Zhou Andong finally remembered the snow disaster at the end of February 1994; he knew about it from the Kong Fansen movie.

"Is there anything else?"

Jian Qiu asked: "What do you plan to do?"

"What else can I do." Zhou Andong said: "The disaster relief supplies are all bought. I will immediately organize a convoy to go to Ali."

Jian Qiu hesitated for a moment: "I want to go too."

"No!" Zhou Andong refused without hesitation: "I am going for disaster relief, not for tourism. You are pregnant and cannot go."

Jian Qiu was just worried about Zhou Andong. Seeing his opposition, she didn't insist: "I don't have to go, but you must pay attention to safety."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Zhou Andong hung up the phone and dialed back to Wu Huilin. Soon, Wu Huilin's voice came through.

"Chairman, is there anything else?"

Zhou Andong said in a deep voice: "A severe snow disaster has occurred in the Ali region. Immediately notify all cadres at the manager level and above in the group to come to the old brewery conference room for a meeting."

Wu Huilin immediately thought that when winter began before the New Year, Zhou Andong had asked her to arrange for the logistics department to purchase supplies. She didn't expect that a snow disaster would really happen.

"Okay, I will notify them immediately."