Chapter 307 The Dream of a Teenager
Ye Fengchun opened his mouth wide in surprise, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
He also conducted some investigations on Jianglin Group.
Jianglin Group has only four or five hundred people at its headquarters.
There are about 1,800 employees of Jianglin Entertainment Company and its contracted artists.
Jianglin Catering Company has the largest number of employees.
But the number of employees is only over 10,000.
Now, as soon as Chen Jianghe opened his mouth, he would provide a job for all parents of children who went out to work in Dangshan County in their hometown.
In this way, conservatively estimates that tens of thousands of jobs will be provided.
The economic situation in Dangshan County can be said to be "terrible".
At the most glorious time in the 1980s, there were only four or five state-owned factories in the entire county.
And they are all fertilizer plants, agricultural machinery plants and canning plants.
The total number of employees is only three to four thousand.
By the 1990s, these state-owned factories went bankrupt one after another.
With the laid-off of state-owned enterprises, the consumption capacity of the entire county town has also shown a significant decline.
The dozens of small restaurants and clothing stores that could have struggled to maintain their operations inevitably ushered in a wave of bankruptcy.
Since then, the economy of the entire Dangshan County has fallen into an irreversible vicious cycle.
More than half of the strong laborers escaped this small county town.
Choose to go north or south to work, and use the meager working income to support the whole family.
Xu Zhixi is one of tens of thousands of workers.
It is undoubtedly the luckiest one.
Because she met Chen Jianghe after her rebirth.
Now, even her hometown elders are going to be favored by God.
"Mr. Chen, what is this in-depth report you want? Will you give me a prompt?"
Ye Fengchun, who has twenty years of experience as a journalist, can now be said to have no clue.
Because the man in front of him has completed his thinking beyond his own understanding.
He now doesn't even understand the interviewee for this news report.
Chen Jianghe did not directly answer Ye Fengchun's question, but waved to a thin figure on the basketball court and said, "Xiaotian, come here."
Hearing the call, the black and thin figure immediately passed the basketball in his hand to a friend beside him.
Then Sa Ya ran towards Chen Jianghe.
The boy's bright eyes like stars and the white teeth exposed by his grinning mouth exuded a strong atmosphere of youth.
At this moment, Ye Fengchun even felt that there was no essential difference between the other party and the confident and sunny peers in the metropolis.
"Uncle Chen..."
The boy greeted Chen Jianghe with a smile.
But when his eyes turned to Ye Fengchun, who was well-dressed by the side, he couldn't help but reveal a hint of cramping.
The thin lips were tightly pursed.
The smile on his face disappeared instantly.
"Your name is Xiaotian... How old are you this year and what grade are you in?"
Ye Fengchun was slightly embarrassed and tried to look at the boy with a kind look and asked.
The boy looked at Ye Fengchun opposite him with a vigilant look.
The dark and thin little face turned red in an instant, and his head slowly lowered.
This sudden change is completely different from his previous performance in front of Chen Jianghe.
The vigorous vitality that young people should have disappeared.
Ye Fengchun suddenly fell into silence and deep thought.
It is an astonishing astronomical figure to know that families below the poverty line in the country are under the poverty line.
If a child like Xiaotian lived in such a family environment since childhood.
It is hard to imagine what the future of these children will be like.
"Xiaotian, sit next to me."
Chen Jianghe waved and let the boy sit down next to him.
The black and thin boy came over obediently.
The thin and tense body gradually relaxed because it was protected by Chen Jianghe.
"Xiaotian's father suffered an injury when he was working outside a few years ago and was paralyzed at home."
Chen Jianghe patted the thin black boy's shoulders and said in a low voice: "His mother has never come back from working outside for years. At first, she gave Xiaotian 100 yuan a month, but she has never had any contact in the past two years..."
As Chen Jianghe told the story of the thin black boy, Ye Fengchun frowned while listening.
However, the black and thin boy's expression could no longer show his joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and he seemed to have been completely numb to all this.
"Xiaotian, I asked you two days ago what you want to do when you grow up. What did you say?"
Chen Jianghe looked at the thin black boy in front of him and asked with a smile.
The thin young man pursed his lips and said in a deep voice: "I want to work and make money and treat my father..."
Such an answer came from the mouth of a 14 or 15-year-old boy.
Behind it is the heavy thing that is imposed by the hardships of life.
Dangshan No. 1 Middle School includes both junior high school and high school.
However, after junior high school, students who continue to choose to go to high school have less than one-third of them.
Most students go out to work like black and thin teenagers.
They have junior high school education and no professional skills.
I can only do some unguarded dirty and tiring work in the city.
The meager salary you earn from working may not even be able to support yourself.
This is still a relatively optimistic and normal situation.
Once they meet a bad boss who is owed wages.
Or they are targeted by some criminals who have made ill-gotten tricks.
The difficulties and dangers they encountered were even more miserable than staying in their poor hometown.
"Now, I want to ask you again, what do you want to do when you grow up?"
Chen Jianghe looked at the thin black boy in front of him with a calm expression and asked solemnly.
The black and thin boy pursed his lips tightly, lowered his head and fell into entanglement and contemplation.
At this moment, the noise of running on the basketball court came from time to time in my ears.
And the crisp sounds made by the basketball when it hits the ground and the basket.
A few years ago, the boy watched a TV-based basketball game at a classmate's home from a good family.
Then I was deeply attracted by this unique and charming sport.
However, there is not a basketball court in all schools in Dangshan County.
So the boy hung a bamboo basket with a leaking bottom on the jujube tree in his yard.
Every day when I go home from school, the teenager will practice shooting with an irregularly shaped "basketball" made of scrap tires.
Before meeting Chen Jianghe, the boy's biggest dream was to have a real basketball.
Play a hearty basketball game on a real basketball court.
When he expressed this dream buried in his heart to Chen Jianghe.
There is no hope that there will be a miracle in this world.
But the next morning, when the boy walked into the campus, he suddenly found that there was a brand new basketball hoop on the playground.
And the tall and thin figure was dribbling in the golden morning light and making a layup.
At that moment, the boy seemed to be in the most beautiful and happiest dream.
"Uncle Chen..."
Chapter completed!