Chapter eighty-fifty-ninth murmur
August 30th.
Mr. Liu, who has been retired from Shougang for two years, has habitually gone to the newsstand to buy a few of the latest newspapers today after buying vegetables in the morning.
For retired employees like him, it is not suitable to go to the factory newspaper and have to buy it yourself.
After all, it is impossible not to watch.
Although I already have a TV at home, the amount of information is still much less than that of newspapers.
But before he could reach the newsstand, he saw from a distance that Wuyangyang was crowded with people around the newsstand, surrounding the newsstand, which was not big.
Mr. Liu slapped his legs hard, and took two steps in three steps, like a swimmer, plunged into the crowd.
With his 62 years of life experience, if so many people are surrounded by newsstands, something amazing must have happened.
The last time there were so many people on the newsstand, it was when Taizong's speech on the Southern Tour was published in February this year.
Relying on his age advantage, Mr. Liu successfully squeezed into the core position of the newsstand, but when he saw it, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Is something big happening?
He was a little uncertain.
If the momentum appears in front of you, something extraordinary happened.
It can be said that in the newsstand in front of him, except for a few national-level newspapers and magazines, the front page headlines of all newspapers and magazines that can be seen are almost exactly the same.
If this momentum doesn't cause any major trouble, he really doesn't know what it means to do big things.
The problem lies in the content of the newspaper. Why do the front page of the newspaper write about a person named Fang Chen, the chairman of Qingtian Company?
And there are also a series of names under his name, such as technology giants, geniuses of a generation, wealth tycoons, etc.
The most amazing thing is that Fang Chen's appearance should be no more than 30 years old, right?
He even believed that he was twenty-four or twenty-five years old.
What kind of technology giant can such a young child who is no older than his grandson? A generation of geniuses?
Uncle Liu was confused in his heart.
Even though he didn't care about paying the stall owner, Mr. Liu picked up a copy of the Youth Daily.
As a national-level central newspaper, the authority of "Youth Daily" is naturally unquestionable, and "Youth Daily" is one of the few central-level newspapers that give Fang Chen the front page headlines.
In the Youth Daily, Fang Chen’s life and study business trajectory since childhood was a child.
However, as soon as he saw the beginning, Mr. Liu instantly petrified the year of Fang Chen's birth. This is no longer a question of whether he is older than his grandson or not. He is only three years older than his grandson.
If it weren't for trusting Youth Daily, it would definitely not be aimless, and it would even feel that so many newspapers wouldn't joke with him together.
In short, it means believing in newspapers, the media, and the country, otherwise he would really throw away the newspaper in his hand.
What a joke? How could a man who is not a few years older than his grandson become a wealth tycoon and attract so many newspapers to report on him?
But now, his curiosity that had been silent for a long time was hooked. He wanted to see who Fang Chen was and whether he could deserve such praise?
Otherwise, he would have to write a letter of criticism to the Youth Daily to criticize them. Their exaggerated, nonsense, and unstoppable style of talking nonsense, he would not want to see the Youth Daily, which has a history of fifty years and has accompanied him throughout his youth.
After reading that Fang Chen's grades in the first year of high school were ranked among the top three in the school, Mr. Liu's serious expression suddenly eased a little. Children with good grades were always favored and were more likely to accept that such children had made extraordinary achievements in other fields.
Even in their hearts, only children who study well can have a future and do great things.
But seeing that Fang Chen had not even entered the second year of high school and stopped studying and doing business, Mr. Liu couldn't help but frown again, feeling a little disappointed. If his grandson dared to say that he wouldn't go to school, he could break his grandson's legs.
Next, the newspaper wrote down how to go south to Xiangshan to acquire Rihua Electronics Factory, establish Xiaobawang Company, produce Xiaobawang game machine, and learn machine.
Seeing this, Uncle Liu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and he felt that the mystery was being solved. With this little bastard game console, the learning machine was under Fang Chen's name.
He still knows the little bully.
Two years ago, when Xiaobawang launched the game console, his baby grandson clamored to buy it, but he thought he was playing games, so he never bought it.
Now, after Xiaobawang came out of the learning machine, he couldn't help but act coquettishly, and asked the salesperson that this learning machine did help children learn computers. He immediately gritted his teeth and bought it.
After all, children cannot be allowed to lose at the starting line, and Taizong also said that learning computers should start with the doll.
Taizong's words are always right.
He can't afford a computer worth more than 20,000 yuan, and this learning machine worth less than 700 yuan is still OK. At worst, it can be regarded as a three-month pension wasted. Moreover, Xiaobawang Company also gives two free learning cards and game cards worth 200 yuan, and promises that the learning card can be permanently exchanged for the old card for new cards.
Later, when he watched his eldest grandson type the three words "Love Grandpa" on TV, he suddenly felt that the 700 yuan was really spent.
Turn to the second edition.
I saw that under the subtitle, in addition to a photo of Fang Chen, it was also marked with a big word. Fang Chen is the chairman of Qingtian Company, with more than 20,000 employees of the company. Last year, the company's output value reached 1.8 billion yuan, and the state's profit and tax paid was nearly 200 million yuan.
Uncle Liu couldn't help but take a breath. There were more than 20,000 employees in the enterprise. Looking around the country, this is also an amazing factory. It is bigger than it. Not to mention that ten fingers can be counted, but it is definitely no more than thirty, and most of them are concentrated in those heavy industrial bases.
The output value of 1.8 billion is even more terrifying. Their factory is considered a large factory in Yanjing, with 5,000 people, but the annual output value has not exceeded 40 million, and the per capita annual output value is 8,000, and the profit and tax paying is only a pitiful 50,000 or 600,000.
At this time, he felt that Fang Chen had a little bit of a business tycoon. Just paying taxes, the company paid nearly 200 million yuan. What the person earned was, no matter how much it was, it would be equivalent to 20,000 yuan households.
After counting this, Mr. Liu was stunned. Although the 10,000 yuan households are no longer as valuable as in the 1980s, there must be one of the ten or eight households in the city that is a 10,000 yuan household, Fang Chen is equivalent to 20,000 yuan households, which is too terrifying, and it still earns money in a year.
What is this concept?
The concept of the richest man in the country!
At the end of last year, the bestsellers on the newsstand "The Confucian Businessman Mou Qizhong of the Shen Yun of the Oriental Land", "The Mystery of Mou Qizhong", "Mu Qizhong, a giant in the business world", and "History of the Richest Man in Mou Qizhong's Continental Richest Man", recorded on the above, only earned 100 million yuan by replacing canned food for planes.
Then Fang Chen earned 200 million yuan, isn’t he the richest man in the country?
"No wonder, such a large-scale report turned out to be the richest man." Mr. Liu sighed with emotion.
"Uncle Liu, it doesn't matter if the richest man is not the richest man. Do you know how much the monthly salary of Xiaobawang Company is?" the stall owner suddenly said.
"How much? Can you get 200 yuan?" Mr. Liu said without raising his eyelids.
He has worked for more than 40 years and is a sixth-level turning worker in the factory. He specializes in adjusting machine tool screws. His monthly salary is only 220 yuan. However, the factory is not very prosperous now and can only pay 80% of the salary.
But even so, it is already pretty good. Not to mention that there are not many factories that can still pay 80% of their wages, most factories pay 70% or even 60% of their wages. There are not many people who only say that the full wage is higher than his.
"Two hundred yuan, you underestimate this Xiaobawang company too much. The apprentice who just started his education earns only 600 yuan a month. At the end of the year, I paid a bonus of 2,000 yuan, which is so thick."
As he said that, the stall owner gestured at a height of about four centimeters.
Seeing the opening owner's hand open, Uncle Liu couldn't help but look straight.
Although the 100-dollar bills of the Four Great Men were issued two years ago, for ordinary people, the most common and practical thing is the Great Unity of Ten Dollar.
Otherwise, the monthly salary is only more than one hundred yuan. If the factory finance gives two of the four great men, they will have to pay the factory money. Who would be willing to do this?
After counting the breaths, Mr. Liu recovered and said in disbelief: "This is too much. Apprenticeship can get 600 yuan when he becomes a master. A few years ago, when I was not retired, my little apprenticeship was graded. It finally worked hard to get him a second-level job. The salary was only more than 80 yuan. In the past two years, it was only a little over 100, nearly five times the amount. In addition, the year-end bonus was even more outrageous. Two thousand yuan was worth my salary for a year."
His salary is 80% of his salary, which is 176 yuan. If he calculates it in a year, it will be about 2,000 yuan. If his seniority and skills are not as good as his, he will not even be paid for 2,000 yuan.
The stall owner gave him a blank look and said, "Mr. Liu, look at what you said, I can lie to you. This newspaper can't lie to you, right? You read the picture in this newspaper. It was taken by the reporter at the end of the year by their company."
As he said that, the stall owner handed the newspaper in his hand to Mr. Liu.
Uncle Liu took it and saw it, it wasn't it.
The content in the newspaper photo was about a dozen people walking out happily, holding two stacks of great unity in their hands, as well as more than twenty kilograms of wax pig legs on both sides of their hands, and two salted fish that were 70 to 80 centimeters tall were extremely conspicuous.
"These braised pork legs and salted fish together cost three or four hundred yuan." Mr. Liu said with envy.
"This is Xiaotou. Have you seen the refrigerator, color TV, and washing machine on the big truck next to you?" The stall owner pointed to the photo.
Chapter completed!