Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

After dinner, everyone sat on the kang and talked while watching TV.

"Grandma, uncle, I'm leaving tomorrow, and I'll come back to see you in summer."

Wan Yan, who was sitting in Wan Feng's arms, was extremely reluctant, "Brother, are you leaving?"

Wan Feng touched Wan Yan's head, "Brother also has to go back to school."

"Ah! You go to school too?"

"Of course, the elder brother is also a student. The elder brother studies hard in school and makes progress every day. He studies hard. You should also study hard, hear?"

Wan Yan nodded vigorously.

Li Yong and Li Mingdou looked at Wan Feng with disdain, and said to themselves that if you study hard, there will be no student in the world who doesn't like to study.

Is it really okay for you to lie to children like this?

Wan Hongxia can even speak, "Brother, I will miss you often."

Hehe, if you have money, of course you miss your elder brother.

While talking, an advertisement suddenly flew over the Beiliao TV station they were watching.

"The Nanwan Machinery Factory of the Yongshi Commune in Hongya County recruits various senior skilled workers above the sixth grade. Once admitted, the minimum monthly salary is 200 yuan, and there is a bonus at the end of the year. If there are senior technical talents in vehicle manufacturing, the factory will provide dormitories. If you intend to settle down, the manufacturer can provide housing, contact Luo Zhongxing and Yan Ling."

Isn't this the ad I asked Yan Ling to do? Appeared on Beiliao TV so soon?

Wan Feng calculated the time, five days, this speed is okay!

Just such an advertisement, after playing three times, the TV program continued.

"Hey! Isn't this your advertisement?" He Xiao asked casually.

"Yes! I didn't expect it to be broadcast so soon."

"You are the only commercial in China throughout the night, and the rest are Xiaori's idiots."

Indeed, most of the advertisements on TV are from Japanese fools, such as Hitachi Color TV, Panasonic and Toshiba of the new era.

Their advertisements are all three-dimensional, with singing and dancing inside. Wan Feng's advertisement only has subtitles and a female robot-like voice.

It's really easy for them to earn the 500 yuan advertising fee, just write a few words and they're done.

"You're leaving, in case someone applies for a job, who will talk to them?" Li Yong asked from the side.

"I've made all the arrangements. Didn't you see those two contacts? One is in charge of checking the applicant's skills, and Yan Ling is in charge of negotiating conditions if the skills pass the test."

Before leaving this time, Wan Feng entrusted other people with the work to be done. The recruitment of workers was handed over to Luo Zhongxing and Yan Ling, and the construction of the factory was naturally handed over to Zhou Bingde.

It is estimated that when he comes back in the summer, the construction of the factory building will be completed, and the machine tools and equipment will be installed in place. At that time, the equipment will be moved in and people will be organized to conduct technical public relations, and strive to launch the product in 1987.

In 1987, the relationship between Huaguo and the Soviet Union also began to ease. Heihe established a border port, and the two sides began to have non-governmental trade exchanges. The two parties resumed large-scale commercial exchanges.

You can see the watery girl in the Soviet Union.

Thinking of this, Wan Feng glanced at Li Mingdou subconsciously.

Brother, your daughter-in-law is coming soon.

Li Mingdou, who was watching TV, sneezed gracefully,

He mumbled to himself in a daze, "Who is talking about me? It must be that my mother misses me."

"Are you the one who advertised that the machinery factory recruited workers?" Wan Shuiming, who was sitting on Wan Feng's left, asked.

Wan Feng nodded, "Yes."

"How much does it cost to do such an advertisement?"

"Five hundred yuan."

"Five hundred yuan just for farting?" Wan Shuiming was surprised. Isn't this the most serious act of prodigal? It's the effort to fart. I guess it cost five hundred yuan just to blink a few times?

"It's not just for such a short time. It will be broadcast twice a day for a week."

Wan Shuiming did some calculations, and broadcast it twice a day, and the broadcasting time for a week is not as long as smoking a cigarette. This cost five hundred yuan?

He couldn't understand the old nephew's world.

"Old nephew! You've been here for two or three days. I haven't asked you yet. What do you do now?"

"My main job now is high school. I am a sophomore this year, and I will graduate in July next year. My side job is to open a factory. I have two small factories in the Jiangwei team in Hongya Warriors Commune. One is for making clothes and the other is for assembling tape recorders. Before I came here, I started to invest in a large factory, and it is estimated that the number of people will exceed a thousand people."

Wan Shuiming took a deep breath, and the words "landlord, old wealth, capitalist" and so on appeared in his head.

"Uncle, do you know why I let you go there? If you go there and give you a small project to make a package for me, you can easily earn one hundred thousand and two hundred thousand a year."

Wan Shuiming petrified on the spot, 100,000 to 200,000? What is this number? How much is this? Why did the tone from this nephew's mouth sound like three hundred and two hundred?

After the TV show was over, Li Yong and others went back to their room to sleep.

The two children also went to bed, leaving only Wan Feng, grandma and uncle in the west room.

"Grandma, give me the bag you packed for me."

Grandma took a black backpack from her suitcase.

The backpack is only about a foot in size and has two straps.

"Auntie, come here too, I have something to explain."

The third aunt was also handed over by Wan Feng on the Nankang.

Four people formed a circle on the top of the northern kang.

The backpack was locked with a small lock, and Wan Feng opened the small lock with a key, and there were bundles of money inside.

Money touches people's hearts, Wan Shuiming's eyes are straightened, he has never seen so much money.

Wan Feng took out five bundles of money from his bag and handed them to Wan Shuiming, "The five thousand yuan is for filling that pond and planting trees on it. I calculated it, and now I can hire a bulldozer and get it down at fifteen yuan an hour." , and then it should be no problem to hire four wheels to pull the soil and pay fifty yuan a day. I estimate that if the pond is filled with pushing and pulling soil continuously, it will be filled to death in ten days, and it will come down after jumping up to three thousand yuan. The rest of the money will be used to hire people to buy saplings and plant trees and for you to deal with the leaders of the village and village. If there is any problem, you can use money to solve it, remember?"

Wan Shuiming nodded, "I remember."

Wan Feng put the five bundles of money aside, took out two bundles of money from his bag, and put them in front of the old aunt, "Third Aunt, the two thousand is for you, you don't have to go out to work in the future, your task is to serve you well." My grandma, this money is for buying delicious food and serving my grandma. If you treat my grandma well, I will give you this amount of money every year, and it will increase according to the increase in prices. Can you do it? ?”

Third Aunt Wanfeng nodded like a chicken eating rice, "Yes, definitely, your grandma is my own mother, and I promise to take care of her comfortably."

The rich are of course mothers.

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