Chapter 168: The Scumbag Himself (Please Subscribe)

Mainland, a certain mountainous county in Hubei Province.

As the flavor of the New Year grew stronger, the county seat and the markets in every township became increasingly lively.

It seemed as though the harvest accumulated from a year of work and labor was completely erupting in the short time before the New Year.

Wherever there was a place to buy or sell miscellaneous goods, there was no place that wasn't surging with crowds and exceptionally bustling.

From time to time, the sporadic sound of firecrackers would ring out.

Various old craftsmen walked the streets and alleys, bringing all sorts of wonderful memories to the children's childhoods.

But with the arrival of two rare, dilapidated buses in the county seat, the entire county was stirred up.

Neat, clean, and stylish work clothes, placed in a county seat dominated by blue, gray, and black, were the most eye-catching scenery and the focus of everyone's attention.

Not to mention, the men and women who got off the bus were each full of vigor, their whole bodies exuding the style of a big city.

What caught the eyes of bystanders most were the various large and small bags in their hands, which looked heavy and substantial at a glance.

Fortunately, those who got off first were clearly soldiers; although there were only a mere dozen or so, it was enough to deter the growing crowd of onlookers.

The buses stopped not far from the entrance of the county government office, and soon, county government staff came over to receive them.

As the leader, Sanjiu was led directly into an office.

In truth, it was nothing much; he was simply reporting on some specific circumstances of the labor team he led over in Pengcheng.

Yet the more they heard, the more shocked the county government officials present became.

A monthly salary of two hundred to nearly three hundred was already astonishing, and the various benefits were truly like those of a state-owned enterprise.

It made them feel somewhat tempted; civil servants in this era could not compare to those of later generations, as they were quite poor.

"Are you still going next year? Are there any more labor quotas?"

Finally, someone raised the question they cared about most.

One must know that as the organizing party, the county government could receive a thirty percent cut of the labor team's wages.

This was only because the factory side helped keep the price down; otherwise, it would have been a direct fifty-fifty split.

The county government could obtain a stable income and also scheme for benefits for relatives and friends, so they were naturally very concerned.

"Rest assured, there will be an additional two hundred labor quotas next year!"

Sanjiu first shared a piece of good news, then turned to say directly: "However, the factory has a clear requirement: there must be fifty people from my hometown, otherwise the factory won't agree!"

This was the requirement of Wu Feng; giving back to his hometown was one thing, but at the very least, the relatives and friends of his maternal grandfather and grandmother had to be taken care of first.

Although some county government officials were unhappy, an agreement was reached in the end.

The other one hundred and fifty quotas could still be divided up.

They actually also knew that the factory in Pengcheng was recruiting a large number of demobilized soldiers, and these quotas for demobilized soldiers were not within the scope of the labor team.

In short, when Sanjiu came out, everyone had a joyous and festive air about them.

When the members of this first batch of the labor team returned to their respective homes, that was the true sensation; the entire county became restless.

In the descriptions of these labor members, the factory in Pengcheng was simply a replica of a state-owned enterprise.

At this time, the afterglow of the "worker big brother" status still remained, and they were still the objects of envy for ordinary people.

Not to mention, the wages of these labor members were very high, and the amount they brought back was quite astonishing.

As long as they didn't spend money recklessly, they could easily have savings of one thousand or even two or three thousand.

In 1988, in a mountainous county in Hubei Province, one thousand yuan was no small sum.

In short, the entire county was stirred up.

Anyone with an idea was pulling strings and making all sorts of inquiries, wanting to obtain a labor quota.

Although the wages had to be split with the county government, it was safe and reliable.

Especially after hearing about certain situations in Pengcheng, they had even less courage to venture out alone.

When Sanjiu returned to his hometown, he naturally received the treatment of being the center of attention.

After finally managing to deal with a group of overly enthusiastic relatives and friends, he finally found his younger sister.

"Don't worry, little sister, Da Feng is doing very well in Hong Kong; otherwise, how could he open such a large factory?"

"As for why he isn't coming back, he probably has matters that have delayed him, so you don't need to worry; isn't there phone contact every month?"

In fact, the factory management had revealed some information, and Sanjiu also had faint suspicions in his heart.

Wu Feng was likely making a name for himself in the gangs in Hong Kong, which was why he wasn't returning to his hometown for the New Year.

Although he was worried, there was nothing he could do, and he could only pray in his heart that no accidents would happen.

After all, having stayed in Pengcheng for nearly a year, he understood the situation in Hong Kong to some extent and knew that it wasn't easy for people from the Mainland to get by there.

Those who could make a name for themselves were no simple characters!

Fortunately, the scale of Wu Feng's factory in the Mainland was growing larger and larger, which could be considered a quite decent foundation.

Even if he really couldn't make it in Hong Kong, he would still be a successful person upon returning to the Mainland.

Having calmed his sister's emotions, Sanjiu also let out a long sigh of relief.

Having stayed in Pengcheng for a long time, he was really somewhat unaccustomed to the social conventions of his hometown.

When he was on the phone with Wu Feng, he couldn't help but complain a little.

"Cut it out, Sanjiu!"

Wu Feng laughed: "I gave you the opportunity to return home in glory; I'm afraid you're feeling incredibly pleased inside!"

Having his thoughts poked at, Sanjiu wasn't embarrassed, as there was a receiver between them after all.

"By the way, some workers have approached me privately, wanting to leave and work at other factories!"

After joking for a while, Sanjiu brought up the serious matter: "The reason is very simple: they don't want to give a cut to the county government!"

"If it's less, it's sixty or seventy a month; if it's more, they might have to split off over a hundred. It's normal to feel the pinch!"

"Let them be as they wish!"

Wu Feng said indifferently, "Just let others fill in the spots vacated by those who left!"

"Oh right, Sanjiu must keep a tight grip on the allocation of these spots; don't let them become a means for certain fellows to line their pockets!"

When reading period novels in the past, what I actually disliked most was the private buying and selling of factory entry quotas.

Benefits provided by the state had actually become tools for private trade; it was uncomfortable to look at.

"Also, make it clear to those employees who want to leave the factory that once they are out, the factory will not be responsible for anything else!"

"Right, it's best to have their family members witness it on the side and write up a document similar to a guarantee!"

"Isn't that too much trouble?"

Sanjiu was a bit hesitant; doing this would easily make people feel resentful.

"Better to be the villain first and the gentleman later!"

Wu Feng was very insistent and said directly, "Some things must be prepared for in advance. It's naturally best if they don't happen, but if they do, we won't be too passive!"

He understood all too well how low the bottom line of certain people could be, it was just unnecessary to spell it out too clearly.

Why are state-owned enterprises attractive? Isn't it because they offer security?

It is not just security in terms of livelihood, but also security in terms of safety.

"Sanjiu, you should have heard about some things!"

Wu Feng said slowly, "The factory has made no small effort to ensure everyone's safety!"

Upon hearing this, Sanjiu was silent, then nodded and said, "Alright, I will get these things done!"

He realized at this moment that the factory belonged to his own nephew, and he was well aware that the factory had indeed made many efforts for the safety of the workers.

If some things were said out loud, others would probably think he was telling stories.

But in fact, they really did happen, and not just once or twice.

With so many retired soldiers in Wu Feng's factory, they still couldn't block the greedy gazes and probes from the outside; one can imagine how intense the private confrontations were.

He had only heard of them occasionally, and it made his scalp tingle and feel unbelievable, but that was the reality.

Where did the injured employees in the guard room and logistics department come from? Just knowing it in your heart is enough!

To say nothing else, the factory arranged two buses to send people off this time; how many safety hazards did that save on the road?

More than a dozen retired soldiers were arranged on the two vehicles; did you really think they were just there for show?

After finishing the phone call with Sanjiu and his mother, Wu Feng turned around and fell into a bed of comfort.

Li Saifeng and Weng Hong were both there, planning to spend the New Year with him; the beauty of it goes without saying.

As Wu Feng became increasingly prominent, these two clung to him even tighter.

Of course, if there was work to be done, they would not dare to be sloppy either.

It is unclear what the reputation of other female stars outside is like, but the female stars of Fengrui Film and Television Company rarely encounter trouble, and with the good money they earn, they have plenty of confidence.

There is a good saying: If you do no evil, you fear no ghost knocking at your door!

Plus, when they have free time, they are basically at the company receiving training from various teachers.

In terms of quality alone, it can be said that they have a clear advantage over other female stars.

And as time goes on, this advantage will only grow larger and more obvious.

To put it bluntly, as long as they don't look down on themselves, their confidence is more than sufficient.

Even those so-called wealthy second-generation heirs are, in Wu Feng's view, far inferior to them.

At the very least, the company's female stars are self-reliant and earn quite a lot.

For example, the eighteen-year-old Wan Qiwen, thanks to a youth campus horror movie, became quite popular before the Spring Festival; the posters alone sold over a hundred thousand copies.

Not to mention, the fashionable clothes she wore in the movie had already seen a small peak in sales before the New Year, and the expected commission would be no less than 150,000 Hong Kong Dollars.

What kind of concept is this? In Hong Kong, which has just suffered a major stock market crash, this is enough to pay the down payment on a thousand-square-foot luxury apartment; it's just that unreasonable.

In fact, Wan Qiwen's height and physique have the potential to be an action star.

The company has already begun to slowly cultivate her abilities and qualities in all aspects.

Debuting with a hit movie and earning more than the white-collar workers in Central office buildings.

If any idiot thinks that Wan Qiwen would have any so-called inferiority complex when facing some ordinary wealthy second-generation heir, Wu Feng would slap them across the face without hesitation.

By the way, that fatty Wang Jing has already reserved Wan Qiwen as the important female lead for his next movie.

It is even possible that she will be the main female lead directly; it can be said that her star path is bright.

The rest of the company's female artists are also gradually starting to gain momentum.

For example, the hot-bodied Ye Yuqing has gradually gained some fame.

The company protects them very well; their spirit and energy are different from their female peers outside—that's just how impressive they are.

Li Saifeng and Weng Hong, as quite outstanding female stars of the company, are both in very good situations themselves.

They are already little rich women themselves, so they don't feel constrained when staying with Wu Feng.

At this moment, they have no intention of giving up their careers to simply become wealthy housewives.

Besides, Wu Feng has shown no signs of loosening his stance on this matter at all.

If this were in later generations, he would be a total scumbag!

(End of this chapter)