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Chapter 4 February is so white(1/2)

 When Zhao An returned to Radio Factory No. 6, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

At this moment, in this era where there is no nightlife and insufficient entertainment consumption, coupled with the outdoor temperature in the cold winter, the vast majority of employees have already got out of bed.

As for those people who got into bed early, do they have any more worries about family planning...

Anyway, Zhao An didn’t hear any movement when he walked through the corridor!

"Zhang Hai, please work harder and call all the young people who have bicycles in our third workshop.

When others ask, don't say anything, just tell them that I have something urgent and ask for your help!" Although there is no need to misappropriate funds from the factory account, Zhao An did not promote it with gongs and drums, and

It’s about doing things in a low-key manner before making big money.

At the same time, I also wanted to see how many people would be willing to get dressed and come over to help at this time.

Zhao An used the word 'help' because he actually wanted to test and see how many people would be willing to give face to his cheap father. After all, there is no deputy director of the workshop, so I'm afraid he can be called at this time.

Just three or five people is already a miracle.

After a while, the lights in many rooms in the three dormitories that had been largely turned off began to turn on again.

As the lights in these rooms turned on, one young man after another walked towards Dormitory Building No. 3.

Finally, these people all gathered at the door of Zhao An's room 404!

"Everyone find a place to sit by yourselves and wait until everyone is here."

When the time came to ten o'clock, the room was already crowded with people, and many people could only stay in the corridor.

Zhao An didn't expect so many people to come. What he just said was to help, not to find opportunities for everyone to make money.

It was really unexpected that so many people came.

Seeing that there were a lot of people in the corridor, Zhao An had no choice but to keep the story short.

"First of all, I would like to apologize to everyone for waking everyone up so late.

I won't go on talking nonsense and will tell you the business directly.

I'm afraid it will be difficult for our factory to resume work and production for a while, so I found a chore for you that can support your family.

You may not earn much, but at least during the days when work and production are suspended, I can help you increase some income.

As for how much you earn from what you do, I can’t tell you yet!

If you want to follow me, meet at the factory gate at 4:30 tomorrow morning."

Everyone didn't expect to be woken up in the middle of the night to hear such a nonsense.

It doesn’t tell you what kind of work you do, and it doesn’t tell you how much you earn!

And we have to gather at 4:30 tomorrow, and it’s still dark at this time!

This makes everyone full of questions.

Since Zhao An was not going to speak, many people stopped asking questions and went home with their questions.

After leaving the door of Dormitory Building No. 3, some people started talking on the way home.

"What do you say? Do you want to help tomorrow?" Although Zhao An has just pointed out that this is not just help but a certain amount of income, some people still characterize this incident as help.

"Four-thirty is a bit early..." He didn't say to help or not to help, he just emphasized that it was a bit early. Who wouldn't understand the underlying meaning of these words!

"Didn't he say you can make money? Why don't you go and take a look!

If our factory really can’t resume work for a while, the little money we have in our factory’s account will make it difficult to pay wages in the future.

Now, any opportunity to make money should not be missed...

Besides, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, so you have to make some money for the festival!" Some people think that as long as it is an opportunity to make money, in the current predicament, one should not be picky.

"I think it's better to give it a try! Whether or not we can make money is put aside for now. It's still unknown when the new leader will come. At least he is now the leader of our workshop. To put it nicely, I am asking for your help...

Forget it, I don’t have to go to work tomorrow anyway, it’s just a matter of getting up early.

It's not a good idea to offend someone who shouldn't be offended just to get more sleep." It's the lesser of two evils, and some people got to the core of the problem in one sentence.

Whether you help or get up early, in the end we have no choice.

The ancients said that the county magistrate is not as good as the current one!

I really don’t want to offend someone who is in charge for something bigger than that.

After these words were spoken, everyone already had the answer in their hearts. Even if someone was dissatisfied, it was not easy to express his position again.

If the statement reaches Zhao An's ears, if the leaders sent by the four machine subordinates cannot be in place within a short time, Zhao An will definitely be tricked by Zhao An.

"Just think it's a matter of patience and the sky will be brighter for a while!" Some people can only comfort themselves.

"Even if you don't make money tomorrow, even if it's just a pure help, and this is the first time the other person has spoken, you still have to lend a helping hand.

Moreover, the old factory director and secretary did not dare to pay wages in advance, but Zhao An paid them directly to everyone.

Based on this, we should get up early to help!" There was a man in his 30s who seemed to have other ideas when looking at the younger workers, so he hurriedly explained it to everyone from another angle.

After all, the salary paid in advance really helps everyone solve a lot of current troubles.

After thinking about the early salary payment, no one complained anymore!

Soon, these people went back to their homes...

However, when these people went home, many people in Building 3 were standing by the windows with their lights on, watching the crowd leaving the venue downstairs.

Among these curious window-climbing guests, around Zhao An’s dormitory 404, were 402 and 406.

In addition to climbing on the windows and peeking, they were also posted at the door just now to eavesdrop.

He even opened the door and went to the corridor to ask a few questions on the excuse of going to the restroom.

"Why are they so noisy when they're up so late at night?" In room 402, when her husband Wu Dayin came back from going to the bathroom, his daughter-in-law Li Yan quickly asked out of curiosity.

"It's nothing, it seems Zhao An asked them to help with some work!" When her husband Wu Dayin spoke, he turned off the lights and went to the bedside to go to bed.

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After Li Yan saw her husband lying down, she continued in a low voice: "Isn't Zhao An too high-profile! The leader of the Fourth Machinery Department appointed his father, but he, the son, is jumping up and down!



Hearing that his wife lowered her voice, Wu Dayin certainly understood that she was afraid that Zhao An next door would hear the conversation between the couple.

"This kind of person, hum! Even if he has a little bit of power in his hands, his mind is full of thoughts of instructing others.

If you have something to say, you can't say it tomorrow. We have to wake everyone up from their beds at this time because of the cold weather.

Just watch! How happy he is torturing everyone today, and when the new factory director comes, the employees in workshop 3 will hate him." Wu Dayin did not find out the key information in the corridor, but just by tormenting the big guy in the middle of the night

, this alone is enough to morally judge a villain like Zhao An.

"Fortunately, we are not following the people in Workshop 3... Okay, let's go to sleep!" My daughter-in-law, Li Yan, is too lazy to continue this topic, but wants to go to bed quickly. As a math teacher at the factory's primary school, she has to go to school tomorrow.

Morning self-study on duty.

At this time, there were more than one similar chat in the dark in Building 3.

Tonight, at least on the fourth floor of Dormitory Building No. 3, the employees and family members who knew about the situation felt that their reputation for Zhao An had hit rock bottom.

Early the next morning!

It's not yet dawn, but the gate of Radio No. 6 Factory is already crowded with young people pushing bicycles.

"What do these people want to do so early?" After hearing the noise outside, the security guard on duty at the door and the man in the reception room pushed open the door and walked out wearing military coats.

By the dim incandescent light at the door of the factory communication room, two people, an old man and a young man, chatted for a while with the young man pushing the bicycle.

After figuring out why so many people had gathered before dawn, the two of them put on their coats and returned to the house to continue sleeping.

After leaving the factory gate, we simply counted the number of people. Counting Zhao An, there were a total of fifty people on site.

This is much more than the expected number of people. I originally thought that twenty people would be good, but I didn’t expect there to be so many!

The group of people rode in the dark and quickly arrived at the printing factory. When they arrived at the printing factory, it was already 5:20!

Looking at the signboard of the printing factory, everyone is still confused.

However, when they saw a thousand sets of calendars being rolled out of the warehouse, everyone seemed to understand what they wanted to do to help.

"There are exactly fifty of us, and five of us are divided into ten groups!

Each group received a hundred calendars, and then each set up a stall in a crowded place. Especially near universities, where the best sales should be.

Remember, a wall calendar costs five yuan, and you can’t reduce the price even by a penny!

After selling, I went directly back to the radio factory and met at my dormitory on time at five o'clock in the afternoon." After simply dividing into groups and explaining the sales price, the ten groups began to separate.

A total of fifty people, without even taking a bite of their morning meal, braved the cold wind and rode bicycles through the ancient Forty-Nine City.

As each group settled down and the sun gradually rose higher, the group could finally take a look at what the calendars to be sold today looked like.

On the back seat of each person's bicycle, there were twenty sets of calendars packed in a snakeskin bag.

At this time, everyone is curiously unfolding one by one...

"Holy shit..." After seeing what the calendar for sale looked like, someone from almost every group exclaimed similarly.
To be continued...
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