Super Game Empire

The possessed "Yang Yun" worked as a porter for two years and managed to save hundreds of dollars. Now he was overjoyed.

There is no obstacle to resigning from the factory. There is no establishment anyway, and there are many people waiting outside the door to enter the factory.

Yang Yun didn't say hello to his friends. A bag of luggage was all his belongings. He bought a train ticket to Yangcheng at the Beijing Railway Station. After riding for a day and a night, he transferred to a bus. After many twists and turns, he went through a lot of hardships.

With only ten yuan left, we finally arrived in Chongshan City.

On April 20, 1989, Yang Yun finally stood on the land of Chongshan City, filled with excitement.

He vaguely remembered that Big Overlord's electronics factory was established in 1987. It has been two years now. After all, it should be a relatively successful factory. Keeping him should not be a problem, right?

In 1989, Chongshan City was vaguely semi-modern, similar to the third-tier cities of later generations. Of course, it refers to the third-tier cities where the real estate construction boom was taking place.

There are factories and companies everywhere in the city, and development and construction are happening along the roads. Not far away is a piece of corporate land.

In the past ten years of reform and development, Shenzhen City has experienced rapid economic development, which has also driven the rapid development of surrounding cities.

The Pearl River Delta is the first place where China comes into contact with high technology. It is full of companies invested by wealthy people from Hong Kong, Macao, Taiwan and mainland China. Chongshan City has seized the opportunity. The government leaders have unique vision and focus on the development of the electronics industry. The conditions for attracting investment are quite good.

The government has vigorously strengthened the construction of supporting infrastructure, and various electronics factories have sprouted everywhere in the city.

Yang Yun took a few steps with his luggage and suddenly felt that he was too impulsive because he didn't even know the specific address of the Big Overlord Factory.

"Comrade! Do you know where Big Overlord Company is?"

"I don't know!"

"Comrade! Have you ever heard of the Overlord?"

"No!"

Yang Yun was dumbfounded. He asked several passers-by, but they didn't know where Big Overlord Company was.

He had no choice but to patiently ask questions along the road, including businesses and passers-by. After asking for a long time, he finally got the result after being prompted by a local!

Dizzy! The electronics factory Yang Yun is looking for does exist, but at this time it is not called Dabawang at all, but Huamao Electronics Factory!

Moreover, the Huamao Electronics Factory is nowhere near the output value of 1 billion. It is a small factory with an annual loss of 1 million!

Only then did Yang Yun recall that the predecessor of Big Overlord was indeed a small electronics factory affiliated to Chongshan City Chongyi Industrial Company. It was a factory that could not be smaller, and Big Overlord made its fortune after 1990!

So stupid...

So he came early...

How wonderful it would be to be reborn in 1991...

Yang Yun asked all the way with the idea of ​​getting lucky. Looking at the dilapidated gate of Huamao Electronics Factory, he couldn't laugh or cry, and felt a little regretful.

I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with now. The factory is closed and the efficiency is not good. Can the electronics factory, which lost 1 million yuan last year, still accept a worker like him who defected from other places?

I'm afraid it can't be done...

If you can't support yourself, who else can you recruit?

Yang Yun put the duffel bag under his crotch, sat on the ground, and looked at Huamao Electronics Factory absentmindedly, his heart filled with sorrow.

He still has 10 yuan on him. If he saves on food and sleep, he should be able to survive for two days.

If two days pass and he has not found a job, he will probably be begging on the streets. This is something he cannot tolerate. In his previous life, he was an undergraduate after all, and he has seen the world. How can he be begging on the streets here in Chongshan?

Why is the Overlord, who is so optimistic about us, still an electronics factory on the verge of bankruptcy? Isn't this trying to cut off his escape path?

No! Yang Yun stood up, threw his duffel bag on his shoulder, and strode towards the door of Huamao Electronics Factory. He wanted to actively promote himself!

"Stop! What are you doing?" The concierge stretched out his head and asked cautiously behind the closed iron door.

Yang Yun bent down and said with a smile: "Uncle! I'm here to find a job!"

The uncle looked up and down and waved his hand: "Young man, go back! The factory is currently closed for rectification and is not recruiting workers!"

Yang Yun, who originally held on to a glimmer of hope, felt his heart go cold. He could forget about the loss of Huamao's small factory and pay his sister to close down the business for rectification!

But he felt unwilling to give up, so Yang Yun asked: "Uncle! Why did the factory close down for rectification? I heard that our Huamao Electronics Factory was very prosperous in the past. We couldn't finish the business and hired workers all year round!"

The uncle looked at Yang Yun and felt that he did not look like a bad person, so he simply walked out of the concierge and stood behind the iron door to talk face to face.

Yang Yun quickly took out half a pack of cigarettes from his shirt pocket and handed one over respectfully through the iron gate, smiling attentively.

The old man's face became brighter now and he said: "That was before! Business has not been good these past few years. Electronics factories are everywhere in the mountains. Investors from the mainland, Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan are coming in waves. Our Huamao is not as good as every year."

One year! During the Chinese New Year last year, the factory couldn’t even pay wages, so why should we talk about recruiting workers all year round?”

Yang Yun felt bitter in his heart and asked depressedly: "Then what's going on with this shutdown for rectification?"

Just as the uncle was about to explain, a large group of people came out of the factory door in the distance and were walking towards the door. He quickly turned around and ran to help open the lock on the big iron door.

Yang Yun took a closer look and saw that there were about ten people in this group. The leader was a tall, fair-skinned man. There were many people around, both men and women. With this tall man at the center, they were talking about something as they walked.

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Getting closer, Yang Yun could see clearly that the man in the lead had blue eyes and a high nose. He was actually a foreigner. The two Chinese people on the left and right were a man and a woman. The man was in his twenties and looked energetic.

The woman was probably older than 40, and she vaguely heard them speaking some foreign language that even Yang Yun couldn't understand. It turned out to be Russian!

I'm going!

Yang Yun was depressed. Foreigners who speak Russian? Suspension of business for rectification? Is it a restructuring of assets? Is this selling the factory to the Soviets? The Soviet Union will disintegrate in a few years! Don't play like this! This is a famous company

Overlord!

The foreigner stood in front of a jeep next to the concierge, saying something in Russian. The woman in her 40s translated for a group of Chinese people, while the young man in his twenties added something to the side, and then the Chinese side said something.

Everyone nodded, and the foreigner got into the car with two translators.

The car ignited and started, and everyone made way for the factory. Yang Yun thought this was a good opportunity. He would seize the opportunity to promote himself. There must be leaders of the factory among these people. If he hesitated again, he might not even have the chance to get in.

there is none left!

"Excuse-me! Comrade! Can-I-take-you-a-few-minutes?" Yang Yun could still speak these simple English sentences.

In 1989, it cannot be said that ordinary Chinese could speak foreign languages, but there were definitely not many.

Moreover, this guy who looked like a worker from the lower class, dressed in simple and shabby clothes, could also speak a few words in English, which made several Chinese workers who were about to chase Yang Yun away hesitate.

"Comrade! Please give way! Don't block the way of our Soviet experts!" A guy who looked like a small leader walked up to Yang Yun, with a hint of impatience in his tone.

When Yang Yun saw the jeep preparing to drive over, he became anxious and said to the young leader: "Comrade leader! I have a few words to say to your Soviet experts! I..."

Before he finished speaking, the little leader's face turned ugly: "Don't be so shameless! Who are you? Can you speak Russian? Stop making trouble! Leave quickly!"

Yang Yunxin suddenly threw the duffel bag into the middle of the road, blocking the way of the jeep. People rushed up and leaned against the car window and shouted: "Only-one-Minutes! Please! I-want-to-say-

something!"

This time everyone was quite frightened.

No one knew what Yang Yun was going to do or what was in the luggage bag. Several workers hurriedly gathered around him. Two guys with round waists and thick arms held Yang Yun back and dragged him back. The other two were quick and agile.

The worker carried the duffel bag and threw it away, fearing it might be a bomb or something.

Several people in the jeep frowned, watching the struggling Yang Yun being carried further and further away, without much reaction.

The Soviet expert never came down. He waved his hand and motioned for the driver to drive away. The jeep left the factory and quickly disappeared into the city.

"Boy! How courageous are you! Dare to stop our experts?" Several workers gathered around, clasped their arms and clenched their fists, intending to beat him.

Yang Yun sat on the ground, looking at the back of the jeep, on the verge of crying: "Brother! I just want to find a job. Is it easy for me?"

PS: After a month’s rest, Carrot is back again…