While Zhao Song picked up his cell phone to make a call, at the gate of Jiuxianqiao Electronics Park, a worker wearing light gray work clothes walked in confidently.
Lu Zhen, who was nearly thirty years old, was once a laid-off employee of an electronics factory. But since the name Shenzhou Technology appeared, the Jiuxianqiao area has completely changed.
At the beginning, when the head office Electronic Control transferred its 798 factory to Shenzhou, there was a lot of criticism here: the loss of state-owned assets is always a big topic among the people, especially for these laid-off workers, blaming the unit and the leaders is
They are born with their own rights.
Zhao Song, who was only 20 years old, was regarded by them as the son-in-law of a certain leader. As for news about Tesla and flash mob operations, they were completely out of touch with them, who were almost having trouble eating.
But Shenzhou's subsequent actions completely overturned their understanding - dividends exceeding the 798 factory land, memory wars, investment in Pengcheng, a share reform that can be called a feast of private wealth in the capital, backdoor listing, and finally, the birth of the richest man!
There has been no loss of state-owned assets, and it can even be said that the value of state-owned assets has increased.
Subsequently, countless laid-off workers in the Jiuxianqiao area were re-employed. As natives of the capital, they were well-informed. Many people knew that in the business district of the capital, few people were willing to admit that young man's status as the richest man.
, after all, he was not involved in the entire listing operation at all.
But as ordinary people at the bottom, they had a good impression of that young man, because the richest man named Zhao Song was working hard to make Shenzhou Technology, worth 30 billion, worthy of its name.
30 billion Shenzhou!
Lu Zhen looked up at the large signboard of the Electronic Park and smiled proudly. Three months ago, he was a USB flash drive assembler. A month ago, he was a desktop computer assembler. From today on, he will be a
The core SMT assembly line technical worker of Shenzhou Technology has a monthly salary of 900, three insurances and one fund. He knows the wage system just promulgated by Shenzhou Technology, and he is full of confidence in the future!
He likes it here, and he likes the atmosphere where everyone works together and works hard. Even though he knows which managers work hard just for the option pool in the hands of the richest man, he still likes it here.
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20 minutes later, 7:50 am.
Lu Zhen, wearing a dust-proof suit, is already on standby at his work station, waiting only for the start-up bell to ring in a few minutes and then the assembly line to start.
Lu Zhen used to be an electronic engineer, and after half a month of intense training, he was already familiar with today's work. He knew that all the SMT assembly lines in his factory would soon process a Northbridge chip called 815.
The assembly is mounted on a large PCB board, and in another factory, there will be another graphics display chip called nForce2. Although it cannot be compared with Tesla's nForce3, it is indeed the main force in the mainstream retail market of graphics cards!
Say hello to the workers next to you, then raise your head and look at the monitors above your head. They are still black there. When the bell rings to start work after a while, all the assembly line information will be displayed from there.
Suddenly, the display screen lit up, and a warm-toned picture appeared in everyone's eyes. The bell in the factory did not ring, but the sound of refreshing music came.
What is that? Is it an operator error?
Lu Zhen, like all the workers, stared at the screen in stunned silence, looking at the two buildings that suddenly appeared on the screen:
The soft piano accompanied by the slow tempo of the tambourine suddenly calmed down everyone in the factory and looked at the monitors peacefully. At this time, they already understood that they were advertisements. If nothing else, they must have come from products they had never seen before.
Chairman Zhao Song’s first writing.
In the picture, the sun sets and the red background makes people feel heart-warming.
Two tall buildings that are very close to each other stand opposite each other.
On the middle floor of a building, red-haired Lisa is a painter. In the evening, amid the occasional barking of dogs, she is doing her work under the workbench in front of the window as usual.
Directly opposite, Linda, a little girl with blond hair, is only five or six years old. At this time every day, she is alone with a crayon on the white paper to use her imagination.
Upstairs from Linda's house, there was an old man who made string dolls. He had white hair and a kind face. He was making a pair of angel dolls with wings while holding a carving knife.
Upstairs in the old man's house, a young man from an ethnic minority was standing on the small balcony, surrounded by a few pigeons, scattering corn kernels, with a bright smile on his face. It was obvious at first glance that he was an optimistic and cheerful person.
Son.
It was just an unusually harmonious evening. Looking at the scene in the building opposite, the red-haired Lisa smiled slightly. Just as she picked up the paintbrush on the table, the little girl opposite suddenly raised her head and looked at her. The buildings were very close to each other.
Everyone can see each other’s smiling faces.
But Lisa could still see the end and loneliness in the eyes of the little girl Linda.
Slowly putting down the paintbrush, looking at the lonely little girl, the old man making string dolls, and the ethnic minority boy feeding the pigeons, Lisa's eyes suddenly flickered. She turned the chair, and the picture turned with her.
, a sky-blue desktop computer appeared on the screen.
"That's our Shenzhou computer!"
In the factory, a worker shouted excitedly!
As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of a snare drum came from the background music. Lisa opened the Shenzhou computer, clicked on Photoshop, and began to operate quickly.
At this time, the clear sound of the door was heard, the picture changed, and the music slowly accelerated. Linda, the old man, and the boy opened their doors one after another, and saw the items Lisa placed in front of their door.
The boy is a bag of confetti, the old man is a plan, and the little girl is a beautiful invitation.
At this time, the music reached its climax, and a small band played all their instruments.
When the little girl saw the invitation, she quickly walked up to the balcony with her short legs and tried her best to open her cute eyes.
Suddenly, two string angel dolls fell from the sky and performed a double dance in front of her. Countless pieces of paper were scattered in the sky, but in Linda's heart, she regarded them as falling snow in the warm spring.
In the snow, two angels danced happily in front of her.
The little girl laughed happily, and her open mouth revealed a missing front tooth, which was very cute.
Upstairs above her, the old man was carefully operating the doll with a string puller. Upstairs above the old man, an ethnic minority boy was waving pieces of paper with a smile on his face.
This is a harmonious evening~
In the building opposite, Lisa gently turned off her azure computer, picked up her paintbrush, and devoted herself to work. In her ears, she could faintly hear innocent laughter like silver bells.
The background music slowly disappeared, the monitor slowly turned black, and then two lines of font appeared in front of everyone.
“Delivering beauty is the best way to be grateful for life.