Although there was not a huge crowd in front of the nursing home, there were quite a few people surrounding it. The village leaders were all here, and Zhang Hai actually came back.

This isn't the opening ceremony. Why is he here to join in the fun?

Compared with when Wan Feng came to visit five or six days ago, the nursing home looked completely different this time.

The small trees planted in spring outside the yard and along the corridors in the yard are already lush and green, and the six flower beds in the yard are full of colorful flowers.

The nursing home is clean inside and out, giving people a sense of comfort at first glance.

Zhang Hai and Zhu Ping inspected one room after another, and both looked satisfied in every room.

With these two people inspecting, Wan Feng stopped grinding the soles of his shoes. He sat in a shady place and chatted with a few old people from the Waqian team who were watching the fun.

The nursing home was very satisfactory in terms of style design and construction quality. Finally, Zhu Ping signed the handover contract.

Wan Feng said that the nursing home and welfare factory would be handed over to the village after they were built, and the management rights would be assigned to the village, so it was Zhu Ping who signed the acceptance letter.

After Zhu Ping signed the acceptance letter, Tan Chun turned around and ran to the welfare factory site.

He didn't have time to chat with these old men. He had too much work, and the welfare factory was laying concrete.

The nursing home Wanfeng has been handed over to the village. The village has the final say on a series of matters such as the appointment of management and service personnel of the nursing home.

After these people are organized, the lonely old people will be welcomed to live here.

Coming and going is entirely voluntary. If you really don’t want to come, no one will force you.

Zhu Ping went to discuss the personnel arrangement with Zhang Hai, while Wan Feng wandered to the welfare factory site.

When he came a few days ago, the Welfare Factory's factory building had just reached half the height of the windows. Today, when he came back, a layer of concrete was already being laid, and the concrete was almost completed.

Less than one-fifth of the area remains.

I finished it this afternoon before it got dark.

"Tomorrow I'll go to the Nanwan Factory to settle the remaining accounts of the nursing home. Once I've finished everything, I'll finish the same thing. I don't like to think about these messy things."

Tan Chun had no objection to Wan Feng's suggestion.

Even if he objected to the money, it was because he had a hole in his head.

"After I've found someone to design and calculate your school, the school can't design anything fancy. It's just an ordinary two-story building. Can the corridors and stairs be indoors?"

The design of corridors and stairs indoors will inevitably affect the indoor area. These two things take up a lot of area.

Wan Feng thought for a moment and nodded: "Can't the design be done outside?"

"The design has to be placed in the front when it comes to the outside. As a school with stairs hanging out in front of the corridor, it gives people a messy feeling."

It also makes sense. Although a school is just a technical school, if the outside is so messy that it is not a regular school.

"Then get it inside."

"As for the budget, it's 200,000 yuan. If the yard is completely hardened, it will be 20,000 yuan more."

Money is not an issue, but the quality must be solid.

"Of course the ground needs to be hardened, and it needs to be hardened with 425 cement. You need to work hard to prevent it from turning into soil in three to five years."

Cement floors can really fool people. Some engineering teams only use 325 cement, but even put more sand and less cement. The result is that within three years, the resulting floor will change back to what it was before.

It perfectly explains the meaning of the saying ashes to ashes to dust.

"Looking at what you said, can I fool you?"

"I prefer to say some things in person, so that I can be confident when I turn back to deduct money, lest some shameless people later accuse me of not telling them in the first place."

Tan Chun was speechless: "Why do you feel that there is something in your words?"

"Haha, it's better to keep your ugly words to yourself. We should be villains first and then gentlemen. Our classmates can't show mercy."

"The concrete work here at the Welfare Factory will be completed today without the need for darkness. It will take half a month to recover. Tomorrow all the people will go there to dig the foundation. Do you have any other requests?"

"No, as long as you do your job well, I won't make trouble."

He is messing around with cars one after another all day long, so he has no time to go to the construction site to talk nonsense.

Tomorrow Huaguang's small batch production of pagers will be offline, and at the same time, Zhang Xuan's paging station will be installed tomorrow.

His task is to arrange the first batch of users first.

Now he is ready to go to the mountain to see how the equipment is installed.

The telecommunications installation team did a good job. In two and a half days, the paging station equipment was installed and debugged.

The reason why the installation was so fast was of course because Wan Feng was supervising it.

Wan Feng did not supervise with a critical eye, but used abundant materials to supervise.

Santiao Osmanthus Yan, in charge of food and wine in the factory cafeteria at noon, and made drinks and snacks at will while working.

There is such a material prison, these people not only work quickly but also very carefully. It can be said that they may not be so careful when working at their own homes.

After the installation and debugging, we took extra care. After the debugging, we spent half a day coaching the girls to adapt.

After it took another two days to open the network, Haoli's paging station was ready to accept customers and open for business.

The Internet access fee is one hundred yuan, and the service fee is eighty yuan a month.

The pager costs 1,200 yuan.

Wan Feng feels that he is not evil at all. Compared with the prices in Shenzhen, he is more conscientious.

Wan Feng became the first customer without hesitation, his number is 1260010111.

Wan Feng was number one and Luan Feng was naturally number two. Her number was one more than Wan Feng's, which was 0010112.

Zhang Xuan is naturally 113.

Wan Feng could not control other factories, but the top management of the Nanwan factory had to have one. Wan Feng gave one to everyone above the workshop director.

The factory takes care of the machine money and the network fee, but the factory does not care about the service fee. You have to pay it yourself.

More than 900 yuan a year is not a small amount, and most people really can't afford it.

But this is only temporary. In less than two years, the service fee for digital machines will drop to 30 yuan, 20 yuan or even 15 yuan a month.

The Nanwan factory alone has shipped out dozens of units.

As Zhang Xuan's good sister, of course Luan Feng had to give her full support, and the clothing factory also distributed more than a dozen units.

Now that there is a pager, Wan Feng thinks it’s time to print business cards.

He went to Wahou Daji to find an art club.

The art club that made the billboards for him is no longer in Wahou, and Yan Ling, the guy wearing glasses, has gone to his advertising company in the county town.

Wan Feng had no choice but to find another one.

Business cards were not fashionable in the north at this time, and many people had no idea what they were.

It's okay if ordinary people don't know. It's not right for you, an art club owner, to tell Wan Feng that he doesn't know what a business card is.
Chapter completed!