Chapter 119: Long Labor

"Oh, is this how the Chinese celebrate the year after year?"

Gianna sighed on the glass window, and then wiped the fog off the window with her hand, so that she could clearly see the fireworks blooming in the night sky. In the 80s, there was no such thing as a ban on fireworks in China, and when night fell, this New Year's flavor was still a bit exotic.

"Hah-" Unfortunately, Gianna was answered with a big yawn from Robert. And everyone who is also nested in the office is not interested in cooperating with Gianna to sigh sadly.

"Gianna, are you done with that part of the work? I still have a little here, just to sort out the design patent of the battery shape with this rectangular rounded edge, I will do it for you when you have time!"

"Ahh

"So what are you doing? Don't you know that we can't leave this place until the work is done? Damn, if you are lazy for a minute, everyone will have to leave here a minute late!"

"Oh, no! I don't want to stay any longer than that for a second now!" the other woman, Angelina, simply wailed.

"I'm starting to miss the train a little bit, at least the captain is very good, and we are invited to sit in the dining car with fewer people. Old Hei Leon raised his head from Wenshan and said with some nostalgia: "In his eyes, I can feel respect." But here in Hu, I feel like I'm a damn exploited proletariat!"

"Alright, alright. Instead of whining, get the job done quickly. Robert looked at his watch, and his spirit was shocked: "Good news, colleagues." It's 6:30 a.m., and we have an hour and a half to count as overtime! If we finish the work at 10 o'clock, we'll get five hours of overtime pay!"

"Oh my God—"

In the small office, there was a wail.

......

Hu Jiefang wanted to stand up several times, but in the end he gave up this plan. As a dignified father, he could not accept that he was more breathless than his son.

However, seeing that Hu Wenhai sent out another person who came to give gifts, he still couldn't hold back. I asked what I was holding back in my heart.

"Wenhai, I said that you brought in so many Americans, so you left them in the factory. Isn't that good?"

Hu Wenhai opened the dim sum box thrown down by the person who gave the gift just now, this thing is the standard for Xiucheng to give gifts this year. Generally speaking, a box of snacks, a few cans of canned food, and a bucket of malt milk essence are considered good New Year's gifts. If it's an ordinary family. It is not said that the host's family should entertain the giver to eat a hearty meal.

However, it was put at the old Hu family, who had already queued up at the door. The man just threw down a bunch of gifts in exchange for two or three compliments — Hu Wenhai didn't even remember his face and name.

Originally, Hu Wenhai and even the old Hu family can no longer be regarded as people in the system, and private companies have always given gifts to people in the system during the New Year's holiday, how can anyone give gifts to the bosses of private enterprises?

Hu Wenhai has a special status, but it does not mean that he is so powerful in Xiucheng. It is useless to look for him in matters within the system, and even the supply of products and raw materials of the new technology company cannot be interfered with by local relations.

But this is no longer the case. Mr. Hu is now the person who holds the economic lifeline of the entire embroidery city.

Although there was such a major event as the shipyard explosion a few years ago, Wang Yichun still took time to arrange for the Industrial Bureau to seize the time to sort out the data.

Chinese New Year's Eve. One of the employees of the Industrial Bureau went home after the Spring Festival Gala was broadcast. Once you get it like this, you can't hide any secrets.

Soon, a rumor spread in the business community of Xiucheng. There are projects, there are big projects, there are big projects that people can't believe! And this project is now in Hu Wenhai's hands.

How big is the project? Wang Yichun threw down the shipyard at the critical moment of the front line of fire fighting and disaster relief, and was stunned that he was on duty at the Industrial Bureau in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

Although no one knows what the project is, it is a completely certain fact that Hu Wenhai has the project in his hands, and he can still decide whose hands the project will be.

In this case, in the spirit of killing mistakes and not letting go, and adhering to the idea of playing three poles with and without dates, the business community in Xiucheng can even hold a city-wide Federation of Industry and Commerce conference at the door of Lao Hu's house these days.

Some well-informed, high-level, and wide-channel enterprises, such as the No. 6 Petroleum Plant, have a background, that is, the main leaders come quietly.

However, ordinary prefecture-level enterprises often do not know the accuracy of the news, nor do they know the nature and scale of the project, and the investment is relatively limited.

Moreover, to tell the truth -- the level of gift-giving given by the leaders of state-owned enterprises in the 80s was really 108,000 miles away from the international advanced level. So what is depressing is that now the pastries, canned food and malt milk essence of the old Hu family have been piled up like a hill.

But this is a trivial matter after all, and for Hu Jiefang, it is far less serious than another matter.

"This foreigner came to Xiucheng to work for us, why don't you invite someone to have a meal, arrange a better place to stay, and then invite them to visit a few scenic spots in Xiucheng?

"Dad, will you arrange such treatment for your workers?" Hu Wenhai swallowed the jujube paste puff pastry cake in his mouth, clapped his hands and asked rhetorically.

"So what's the same, isn't this an American?"

"What's wrong with the Americans, that's the long-term workers hired by our family, does the landlord's family ask the long-term workers to work?"

"Oh, diplomacy is no trivial matter, you don't understand!" Hu Jiefang thought of the posture of "foreign friends coming" to Xiucheng several times in the past 70s, and the provincial and municipal foreign affairs departments moved together, and he felt that it was not a trivial matter for foreigners to come.

"Hehe, no matter how much diplomacy is, use the interpersonal interaction to understand the ...... of the country" Hu Wenhai closed his mouth and pouted his lips to change the word: "Robert's group is pure money creatures, and they believe in real capitalism." As long as you give money, the kind of rope that hangs you will be sold! If you don't have enough money, it's useless to play falsely. The money is enough, and they are willing to drink the northwest wind. ”

"This is too ......," Hu Jiefang was speechless.

"Daddy, please remember one thing. Hu Wenhai was upright, patted Hu Jiefang's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Our family is now a capitalist, and a big capitalist! Your ass can't sit crooked! The one who should be exploited, no matter what nationality he is, can't be soft at all." You can't use your compatriots as tools and foreigners as bodhisattvas. You have to remember that in front of capital, that is the real equality of everyone!"

"Ahh

Hu Jiefang was dumbfounded.

It is not early when the sky is bright in the winter in the Northeast, although there are no people on the road during the New Year, but every household has already begun to make breakfast, and there is more lively human smell in the air.

Hu Wenhai carried a large pile of hot soy milk fritters and meat buns in his hand, and pushed open the dilapidated wooden door of the office. In the room, a room full of blonde and blue-eyed "foreign friends" lay horizontally.

"Good morning, everyone, would you like to try our breakfast with Chinese characteristics?" Hu Wenhai threw the breakfast in his hand on the desk, and the room full of foreigners finally woke up.

"Oh my God, it's hell of a job. ”

Now even the most senior Gianna has little interest in Chinese life. As soon as I got off the train, I was thrown into this office and worked for ten hours straight, although I ate a very good kind of dumplings for dinner, but the accommodation conditions were very bad, not even a spring bed!

"Oh, I thought I paid enough for you to go to Colombia and work for drug lords. Hu Wenhai shrugged innocently: "Everyone, business is business." Actually, you don't have much to enjoy in China, so you might as well make enough money to go back to New York and indulge yourself, right?"

"Yes, yes, that's right!" Robert hurriedly took over Hu Wenhai's words and said, "Everyone, show some quality, don't let people think that the people at our Lemillers Law Firm are not professional enough!"

Hu Wenhai smiled, as he said, the nature of capital exploitation knows no borders. The money he paid was definitely enough to settle all the complaints, and it didn't matter how to settle the complaints.

At present, it seems that there is really only the wrong name and no wrong nickname, and the name of Robert the Vulture is worthy of the name! Most of the service fees he paid went into his own pocket.

But he can't let Hu Wenhai tell the real reward figure, otherwise the people below will rebel as soon as possible.

"Alright, Mr. Robert, I'd like to hear about your work yesterday, is it convenient now?"

"No problem, boss. Robert pointed to a stack of documents on his desk and said proudly: "We have sorted out 233 patents related to lithium water batteries, including 22 core patents and 211 peripheral patents, to ensure that a strong enough patent barrier can be formed! ”

"Money is not an issue, but I have an idea. The patent barrier is only defense, the important thing is that we have to attack! This depends on your vulture Robert's ability. ”

"Mr. Iverson. Hu Wenhai also took out a document from his bag: "Here is a paper, you take it back to the United States and give it to Mr. Norton, the president of Grumman." ”

"Mr. Robert, could you please use this paper on lithium water battery to make a patent trap scheme?" (To be continued......