Everything has been arranged according to your instructions. It's almost time. Why don't we go over now?”
Seeing Secretary Liu's question, Factory Manager Wang immediately replied.
"Alright, let's go over now.”
Secretary Liu stood up and called Zhou Feng,
"Comrade Zhou Feng, shall we go to the cafeteria now? It's a good opportunity to get to know the other leaders in the factory.”
"Alright, let's get to know each other in advance. Then I won't refuse.”
Naturally, Zhou Feng did not refuse. He had just arrived, so he still had to build a good relationship with others. Although both parties did not belong to the same system, they were both working in the factory. The necessary unity had to be maintained.
The three of them walked towards the canteen. On the way, Secretary Liu briefly introduced the current situation in the factory to Zhou Feng.
Through the conversation, Zhou Feng finally found out the reason why he was assigned to the rolling mill. Although the security department in the factory was under the leadership of the factory, the main personnel were basically arranged by the army.
Only a few people were employees of the mill, which was also determined by the special nature of the rolling mill.
Wang Changlin, the current head of the security department, had been injured in the battle and had always been in poor health. Now that he was old, he was unable to do the work of the security department.
That was why he needed someone to take over his job so that he could recuperate in peace.
In addition, the relationship with the neighbors in the north was tense. The higher-ups also needed to strengthen the security work of the major factories, so Zhou Feng was arranged to be here.
This was also Zhou Feng's good fortune. Coincidentally, he was injured from saving his comrades and was no longer suitable to stay in the army. Therefore, Zhou Feng became a section-level cadre in his twenties.
Don't think that the position of a section-level cadre is low. This is a hurdle. With Zhou Feng's current rank, he would be a battalion officer in the army.
Of course, in terms of rank, although it was a battalion level officer, this was to take care of Zhou Feng. In addition, Zhou Feng had been transferred to the rolling mill, so he was given a high rank.
It did not mean that Zhou Feng could really become a battalion officer at such a young age.
Zhou Feng was also very clear about how he got his rank. He was just a lucky guy. He did not really make any great contributions.
The three of them went to the canteen. In the small canteen, Zhou Feng met with the other factory leaders. He also met Xu Damao's backer, Director Li of the Logistics Department.
Although Director Li was in charge of the logistics in the factory and seemed to be a big shot, this guy was really nothing in Zhou Feng's eyes.
Not to mention that Zhou Feng's level was one level higher than his, his salary was also higher than his. With Zhou Feng's current salary, he could earn 99 yuan a month.
The salary of 99 yuan was not low. It was more than three times the salary of ordinary workers. One had to know that the prices of goods were very low now.
Pork was only 80 cents per catty now, and Moutai was only 8 yuan. With Zhou Feng's current salary, he was definitely a rich man.
Everyone sat down. Secretary Liu introduced everyone to Zhou Feng one by one. Zhou Feng also had a general understanding of the factory's management.
However, Zhou Feng did not see his superior at the banquet. It was said that his old injuries had relapsed and he was recuperating in the hospital.
In other words, after Zhou Feng entered the job, he would be the head of the security department. This made it convenient for Zhou Feng's subsequent work.
Everyone ate and drank at the banquet. Zhou Feng used the excuse that he had a brain injury and could not drink, so no one tried to persuade him.
After the meal, it was confirmed that Zhou Feng could officially start his job after the official appointment meeting tomorrow.
Since they didn't drink, the meal ended very quickly. The banquet ended before dark.
Zhou Feng followed the second vendor back to the courtyard house. As he had returned early, he did not see many people. He only saw Qin Huairu, who had not yet become a widow, washing vegetables.
As Qin Huairu had not become a widow yet, she did not have much interaction with the second peddler. She only greeted him briefly.
When he arrived at the second peddler's house, Zhou Feng made an excuse that he was tired from the journey and wanted to rest early, so he went straight into his room.
After closing the door, Zhou Feng hurriedly began to check the specific functions of the space.
Zhou Feng immediately put his retirement allowance into his space and activated the copying function.
Zhou Feng had retired because he had saved his comrade with a brain injury. Considering his future life, the army gave him a second-class merit.
Therefore, his retirement allowance was very generous. It was a total of 800 yuan. This 800 yuan was not a small amount. One had to know that the salary of ordinary workers at this time was only around 20 yuan.
This 800 yuan was equivalent to three years of salary for an ordinary worker. In this era, 800 yuan was a huge sum of money.
Not to mention, his comrades in the army had also gathered all kinds of bills for him. There were 20 industrial coupons, 100 catties of national food coupons, 5 catties of candy coupons, 10 catties of meat coupons, 10 feet of cloth coupons, and some tobacco and alcohol coupons. Zhou Feng could not be bothered to count them.
In this era, these bills were more useful than money. Money could be earned, but bills were not so easy to obtain.
Many families wanted to make a new piece of clothing, but they had to save up for a long time to buy enough cloth to make a piece of clothing.
Therefore, many families nowadays had clothes that were three years old, three years new, and three years old.
Seeing these bills, Zhou Feng was touched. These bills were collected by the entire company.
Zhou Feng collected his thoughts and used the copying function in his space for the day. With a flash of light, the bills and 800 yuan were immediately copied.
Zhou Feng was delighted to see that the replication was successful. He quickly took out the receipt and money. Looking at the 1,600 yuan in his hand, if it weren't for the unsuitable venue, Zhou Feng would definitely jump in joy.
However, when he flipped through the coins in his hand, Zhou Feng's happy expression immediately changed.
Although this copying function was powerful, it was too powerful. This was a one-to-one copy of the original. In other words, the things in the space were replicated one-to-one.
What you put in will be replicated.
The receipt was fine since it didn't have a code, but the money couldn't. There was a serial number on the coin.
Moreover, these bills could not be easily copied. One had to know that the bills in this era were all based on a person's hair. If you took out a lot of bills, you would definitely be caught.
Therefore, for the sake of his own safety, he absolutely could not copy money and bills.
It seemed that this plan to duplicate coins and bills to make a fortune could not be carried out.
However, Zhou Feng thought it through again. Although he could not copy money and bills, he could copy other materials.
This way, not only could he make a fortune, but he could also support the country's economic construction. Wasn't this a win-win situation?
After destroying the copied coins and bills, Zhou Feng went to bed. Today's impact on him was still very big. He needed a good rest to figure out his future path.
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