The person he waved to was actually Wan Guoqing, and there were Zhao Mo and others beside him. There were twenty or thirty people from the engineering department, and most of them came.

Everyone is happy about today's salary, so they probably pool their money to have a dinner together.

Zhang Dongsheng drank three glasses of beer at the old man's place and felt a little dizzy. He simply didn't go to the Rising Sun Electronics Factory and was dragged to a small stall on the roadside by Zhao Mo.

He was also an acquaintance at that stall, a laid-off worker from the color tube company.

At this time, he put the four tables on the stall together, seated them all for the people from the engineering department, and then specially cooked vegetables and barbecue for them.

When Zhang Dongsheng came over, someone stood up to make way for him to sit next to Wan Guoqing, and someone poured him beer.

Someone served him kebabs.

It was already dark by this time, the colored lights fixed on the trees were all on, and people were coming and going on the street under the beautiful lights.

It was a bit more lively than usual.

Employees of the Color Tube Company were invited to eat, drink and chat together in small groups, and the surrounding residents or young people from the neighborhood also gathered here.

Some residents of Jiangcheng who came here because of the reputation also came here to join in the fun.

As the number of people increased, the business at each stall became extremely booming. The laid-off workers who were originally worried about their livelihood were all laughing from ear to ear.

Business is good and they make money.

I used to think that the stall fee of dozens of yuan a month was ridiculously expensive. Now it is said that some people are willing to pay 100 yuan a month to rent a stall, but no one is willing to transfer it.

Because all the stalls on this street of lights have been rented out, and there are busy people everywhere.

"This street is so beautiful. I heard from the people in the finance department that this street can make some money every month except for the electricity bill..."

A technician sitting opposite Zhang Dongsheng looked at the lanterns surrounding him with envy.

He has relatives in the finance department, so he knows the income of this street. In the past, Zhang Dongsheng proposed that the rent should be used to offset the electricity bill and wear and tear of the lamp street, which was doubtful at first.

I always feel unreliable and afraid of losing money.

Unexpectedly, the business of Deng Street is surprisingly good. From the beginning, no one was willing to rent for 20 or 30 yuan a month. Now, everyone is rushing to rent for 100 yuan a month.

However, in just one or two months, Deng Street has become an almost household name in Jiangcheng.

Only when there are more people can we make money. Only the merchants who make money are willing to give money to the color tube company. This solves the seemingly high electricity bill. Of course, there are also people here to manage the street lights, otherwise it will not be so clean and tidy.

"Director Zhang is still smart. The company supports laid-off workers. The rent we charge is more than twice as cheap as that of outsiders. My family has a way of living thanks to this stall..."

The busy boss also interjected a word at this moment.

His stall won't accept outsiders tonight, and he will only take care of the engineering department table. In fact, he is very grateful from the bottom of his heart.

He was laid off and couldn't find a job. If Zhang Dongsheng hadn't proposed this lantern street model, his family's life would have been extremely difficult at this time.

So tonight when he cooked vegetables and grilled skewers, he was in extra spirit. He would also chat with the guests from time to time, and they were all very familiar with him anyway.

"Win-win, win-win, the sales of the company's lanterns seem to be good, the orders have been placed until next month..."

Zhang Dongsheng smiled, it was just a suggestion, but it was adopted by Zhang Yi. In fact, Zhang Yi's execution ability is quite good.

It's a bit courageous, otherwise, how can the company have the money to pay everyone in the company now, as it was in the past?

Half the salary at most is pretty good.

"Now that the workers have wages and the people have money, the business here will be better. The more people there are, the reputation of Deng Street will spread further and further, and the name of the color tube company will also be remembered. It's a good thing.

, it is indeed a good thing..."

Today's Wan Guoqing's face is slightly red, and he can't hide his excitement and looks very happy.

Scenes like this are everywhere on the entire Lantern Street. Everyone is drinking and chatting, talking about their hopes for tomorrow.

Everyone has a smile on their face.

By the time Zhang Dongsheng returned to his yard drunk, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

After opening the door, the family cat meowed and ran up to him, circled around his feet, then turned around and followed him to the bathroom.

Then the cat went to the sand, and Zhang Dongsheng sat on a chair and started writing and drawing on the table with a pen.

There are many formulas in a notebook, and there are some photos of electronic accessories on the table, as well as some special parameters and professional terms.

Zhang Dongsheng was working on these things, slightly drunk, and was doing this very seriously.

Many of these things were in his mind. In later generations, they were almost simple applications, but in the 1990s, there was still a blank in China.

Sometimes Zhang Dongsheng has to lament that in the past twenty or thirty years, some domestic technologies have really changed too fast.

From the most backward to the high technology of later generations, which is very advanced in the entire world and controls the right to speak, it is really inseparable from the silent efforts of so many researchers.

I am just a messenger, hoping to revive the company as soon as possible, turn losses into profits, and use the company to contribute to this country.

Sometimes people can't just do it for themselves.

Money is a good thing, but faith and human heart are sometimes more touching.

Zhang Dongsheng slept very late that night, and felt a little dizzy when he woke up in the morning, so he simply took a walk to see Xurisheng. Anyway, he took the time to go for a run.

When Zhang Dongsheng went to Xurisheng, it was only after seven o'clock. There were container trucks loading and there were also night shift workers getting off work. They all looked a little tired.

Some people greeted Zhang Dongsheng, and some went to buy breakfast. The entire busy electronics factory seemed crowded.

"The electronics factory is too small. After this batch of goods is shipped, we will change the location..."

Zhang Dongsheng watched as the container truck stopped in the yard, and workers entering and exiting had to give way to him.

Originally, there was a canteen in the factory, so workers could have something hot to eat after get off work.

But the factory is too small. The canteen has been turned into a production line. Although the workers have been working in three shifts, the electronics factory still looks small and cramped.

Zhang Dongsheng even regretted why he had forgotten to build a bigger place.

In fact, he didn't expect that the factory's exhibition would be so fast?

It was like a blowout, and this is what surprised everyone. There were too many orders, and people were being recruited at the factory door almost every day, recruiting workers with higher academic qualifications.

When the number of people in Wang Ping's management company increased, there were more trivial matters. He also needed help from others. Otherwise, he would not have the energy to deal with everything at once.

When Zhang Dongsheng was about to leave the Xurisheng Electronics Factory and go to the Color Tube Company, he saw a person outside the gate. After hesitating, he returned to the factory!
Chapter completed!