"Hey, isn't China Resources?" Zhou Shuo looked at Liu Kan in surprise and asked in disbelief.

Liu Kan said in surprise: "Isn't China Resources a state-owned enterprise? If it were them, I wouldn't have to be so nervous. However, I heard that China Resources originally intended to intervene in the 908 project, but it seemed that its subsidiary Wufengxing encountered trouble in listing. In order to raise funds, it sold the Shanghua Technology Company in its hands to a Hong Kong person. As for who the person behind the scenes is, I don't know."

"That's it!" Zhou Shuo nodded. It seemed that this was probably the butterfly effect caused by his rebirth. In his previous life, Hua Technology was originally a subsidiary of China Resources, so it would take too much political risks if it was a despicable state-owned enterprise to use such despicable means. If it becomes a real Hong Kong capital now, it would be no surprise.

Although China Resources later won the 908 project, it was still unprofitable, maintaining two 6-inch production lines and an 8-inch line to make a living. However, it is impossible to compete with such a giant, without any pressure.

Although it is estimated that those who can get Shanghua from China Resources are definitely not ordinary people, Zhou Shuo was still relieved.

After sending Liu Kan to settle down, Zhou Shuo yawned. This day was so tired. He rushed back to Xiucheng from the imperial capital, visited the workshop, handled the accumulated official duties, and finally negotiated with the Japanese. This was the first day he returned home.

The moon is black and the stars are thin. He drives the Grand Cherokee on the way home. Speaking of which, the driving feeling of the Cherokee is not very good compared to that of the sedan, but Zhou Shuo still likes its spaciousness and thickness. When driving this car, it makes people feel safe.

In the 1995 Xiucheng, there were more cars on the road at night. In addition to taxis, you can also see one private car at random. Those who made their first pot of gold in the wave of reform and opening up, or those sent by foreign-funded enterprises in China. In addition to these cars, the shops on both sides of the road have gradually become more and more colorful. Practicing singing rooms, teahouses, and even "shrinking rooms".

More or less, the Embroidered City finally had a beautiful night view.

Although he had moved out of the old house, Zhou Shuo still returned to his parents on the first day of his return. After all, he has not seen each other for half a year, so he can't come back but doesn't go home to check it out.

Zhou Shuo parked his car downstairs. Although he had tried to reduce the sound of the engine, a few lights suddenly lit upstairs. Behind the thick curtains, I don’t know how many pairs of eyes were looking at the late night visitor.

In the originally old tube building, it became clean and tidy. In the corridor, dim night lights were installed to facilitate people to walk at night.

"My son is back!" Zhou's mother's ears were pointed, and she could hear the sound of cars downstairs early. She opened the door and followed Zhou Shuo's footsteps and came to meet her.

"Mom--" Zhou Shuo's eyes became a little wet. Zhou's mother is already forty-nine this year, and she will be fifty in the next year. She has gradually seen traces of aging on her face, and there are a lot of white hair on her head.

"Hey, it's a big guy. If you can't, do you know if you don't get rid of the golden beans?" Zhou's mother patted Zhou Shuo's back and smiled and said, "Go away quickly, haven't you eaten yet? I made your favorite Sixi meatballs for you. Now we live a good life, Sixi meatballs are made of meat filling. It's not like when you were a child. Once, I went to someone to eat a mat because Sixi meatballs contain boiled eggs, and I was even crying..."

Zhou's mother pulled Zhou Shuo and said a lot. Some childhood embarrassing things and family matters sounded particularly friendly at this time.

"Dad, Uncle Fifth!" Zhou Shuo pushed open the door and was stunned when he saw the person in the living room. Then he shouted.

"It's good to come back, haven't eaten yet?" Zhou's father nodded and sat at the table seriously. Judging from the food on the table, it was obvious that the family had been prepared for a long time.

"The eldest nephew is back, come and sit down!" Zhou Shuo's fifth uncle greeted him more enthusiastically than Zhou's father, and specially placed a wine glass on Zhou Shuo's empty seat, filling it with wine.

Looking at this familiar scene, a kind of warmth of going home was deeply entangled in Zhou Shuo's chest. For a moment, he became a little timid.

Zhou's mother pushed her hand behind him and said with a smile: "Why are you still in a daze? Come over and have a meal soon."

"Oh, okay." Zhou Shuo nodded and sat in his position stupidly. Only at this moment, when he had been nervous for more than half a year, he finally relaxed.

"Mom, you can eat too, why are you waiting for me to be so late?" Zhou Shuo picked up the tip of her favorite simmering liver for Zhou's mother and piled it on the white rice.

"Okay, let's eat together!" Zhou's mother's eyes narrowed into a slit.

Zhou Shuo was really hungry, and he hadn't tasted the taste of home for a long time, so he ate like a wind swaying the clouds. After a few seconds, he drank a large bowl of rice.

Gudu, Gudu—ha—

After drinking a glass of beer, he calmed down. Zhou Shuo glanced at the eyes and saw the obviously absent-minded Uncle Wu. He knew that this meal was probably not just a common meal.

"Uncle Wu, are there any problems at work?" Zhou Shuo asked curiously.

Uncle Wu wanted to speak but stopped, opened his mouth, and finally sighed and said, "You just came back from the United States. I really don't want to bother you with these troubles. But really, hey, I'll just say it, you can just listen."

Uncle Wu took a sip of wine and then made up his mind to say, "During the time when you are not in Xiucheng, the overall environment in our Bohai Province has become worse. Specifically, Xiucheng is even worse than bad. There have been signs since the beginning of the year. In the past six months, a large number of state-owned enterprises have begun to not be able to hold on. Just say, the most famous embroidery and spinning factory in our city, with more than 8,000 people in the entire factory, have been suspended and laid off..."

He slapped the table here and said with a heartache: "Most of the embroidery and spinning are female workers. Do you know what jobs some of them are doing now? Be a lady in a hair salon! Our software park has good financial conditions, so there are many hair salons! Once, the security organization organized a crackdown on pornography and arrested a lady. What do you think? Her husband is not far away, waiting to take her off work! Both of them are laid-off workers, and their living security is only more than 300 yuan a month, and they are not even enough to eat steamed buns!"

"This is not going to start school. The family and children couldn't even get the tuition fees for the two days ago. While eating, his wife stabbed the man. The man in his forties couldn't think of it and jumped off the building!"

"There is a daughter in the north gate who was so greedy that she cried. The male owner bought a large piece of pork elbow that day and came back with rat poison. The next day, the three of them were wiped out like this!"

"I said this, you should know that our Xiucheng now looks like the economy is developing rapidly on the surface, but it is like ice and fire inside!" Uncle Wu's eyes turned red: "These situations are not individual cases, nor are they just my opinion. I heard that you are back, not only Secretary Wu of the District Party Committee of Taihe District, but also Mayor Jiang, sent someone to pass the call, want to ask if you have any way to help solve a group of people."

"Hey, Xiufang are all good girls with skillful skills! These laid-offs are not good at working..." Uncle Wu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and took a sip of wine. He said with a sigh: "I know that these are the government's work that has not been done well. Whether I or Mayor Jiang, I have no position to let you carry this burden. But there is no way in the city now, and there is too much monks to take care of them at all."

Zhou Shuo was silent for a while. He originally looked at the development of the Embroidery City from the perspective of the future. But he forgot that this was the profound changes that took place in society in 1995.

Behind the drunkenness of the lights and wine are not the miserable women who voluntarily fallen into depravity in later generations, but the laid-off female workers who are desperate.

"The Fanhan Group can digest another thousand people, and the future recruitment union will be tilted towards laid-off workers." Zhou Shuo lowered his head and thought for a while, nodded and agreed.

"That's great!" Uncle Wu was overjoyed and clapped his hands and smiled, "Xiaofang can take a breath now."

Zhou Shuo reached out to stop countless excitement and asked back: "Did Uncle Wu think about it? Even if my Fanhan Group is covered with iron, how many nails can I make? How much effect can these thousand people play compared to the challenges facing the entire embroidery city?"

"Although it's a drop in the bucket, it's a solution to some people's livelihoods!" Uncle Wu was not as pessimistic as Zhou Shuo, and smiled and said, "You little, he little, there are still many companies in the city that can get through it. This hurdle can always be overcome."

"I am bluntly, your current thinking is wrong." Zhou Shuo shook his head seriously and said: "After all, the country has pushed state-owned enterprise workers into society for the sake of reform needs. If they don't do this, the country will have no money to reform. But the city is doing this now, but it's not that the pressure has been carried down by itself? I'll say a cold word, it's better to teach people how to fish than to fish."

"Then, what do you mean?" Uncle Wu was speechless by Zhou Shuo's words, so he had to ask for advice humbly.

Zhou Shuo stretched out his finger and said one by one: "Three ways: one is to carry out reemployment training. The second is to increase the level of minimum living security. The third is to encourage laid-off workers to start businesses and save themselves."

"You keep going!" Uncle Wu's eyes lit up, and he didn't know where a set of paper and pen came out, and he actually wrote down his speech.

Zhou Shuo nodded and said in detail: "Many laid-off workers cannot find jobs, but lack professional skills. Now many places in Xiucheng are carrying out construction, at least there is a great demand for skilled construction workers. After all, it is not to push the laid-off workers to the society, but to help them adapt to the new living environment... (To be continued...)

ps: Let me say a few words, first of all, I want to apologize to everyone. Due to carelessness in searching the information, Shanghua, which 908 Project took over, was a subsidiary of China Resources, did not notice that it was a background error, which resulted in a background error. Fortunately, someone mentioned it in the book review area and the post bar, and put a patch here, and apologized to everyone. And thank you for the corrections from the classmate Shi Can Tuo Up_ni.
Chapter completed!