On December 29, 2003, this time is easy to remember, the gregorian birthday of President Fu of Luyuan Automobile Group Company.

Some things, if you want to remember, you have to use associations. Just like our high school history teacher, he asked us who knew the date of Marx's birth, who would memorize it seriously?

May 5, 1818! We all want to hit the ground. "Hahaha, it's very simple, as soon as Marx was born, he slapped the capitalists to tears."

According to the company's unwritten rules, on this day, all 15 subsidiaries and departments of the company's headquarters will hold sports meets, including 100-meter sprints and 400-meter sprints and shot put events in the morning, and tug-of-war competitions in the afternoon. In the evening, there are also cultural performances, including cross talk, sketches, soloists, singing and dancing and chorus.

I have always been very supportive of the group activities organized by the company, and I always actively participate in them.

These activities can not only enhance the sense of teamwork of employees, but also stimulate everyone's sense of collective pride, and also enrich the spare time life of colleagues (training and rehearsal start two months in advance, using spare time).

Very good thing!

However, when I linked the event to the birthday of the company's founder, and judging from the rehearsal program, there was a taste of singing praises, I felt that it had changed its taste.

So I don't have much interest. Unable to stand Mr. Wu's plea, I chose 400 meters and tug-of-war, but for the chant-style poetry recitation of the three members of the team he proposed (originally my buddy said cross talk and won awards in the university art show, but when I thought of it was to celebrate someone's birthday, I often said inferiorly, I am an idiot in literature and art, I envy you literary and artistic youth!), I resolutely refused on the grounds that Mandarin is not good (later, he asked the sales manager to make up for it).

I only participated in the chorus of 21 people in the subsidiary (1 person led the singing, the factory flower of our Putuo company, and the little beauty of Yu Jingxiang was the best), and I took the role of Mr. Nan Guo very seriously until the end of that chorus.

That morning, the sun was shining, although the winter sea breeze was still biting, but in Putuo District 212 (buddy's birthday is February 12th, there is an off-road vehicle is also famous in recent years, Beijing Jeep 212, Bo is, not like Boss Goose to force readers to remember Brother's birthday, because Brother, is a legend!) on the track and field, but steaming.

Athletes who are doing warm-up activities have long since taken off their thick down jackets, put on shorts and vests, and jogged round and round; the beautiful sales beauties of various companies are surrounded by the men, shouting and asking for warmth, and from time to time providing various sports drinks; the heads of various subsidiaries and the coaches temporarily invited are making tactical arrangements for different players before the preliminaries.

On the high platform, there are 8 members of our president and the leadership team of the head office (two tables of mahjong standards in the end). They occasionally whispered, and more often, they still shrewdly looked at President Fu in the middle, the founder of Luyuan Group!

Worried that he had missed his old man's latest speech.

It's cold in the heights!

Ten minutes before the 400m heats, I wore an orange Tiange down jacket (a brand from my hometown), smoked a cigarette, and walked leisurely to the competition venue.

"Manager Liu", Hua Jingyi of the sales department was wearing a pink down jacket and complained, "Why did you come?"

"Yes, Brother Liu". Yu Shizuka was wearing a violet tweed short coat and asked with a smile, "Are you confident?"

After receiving the Wang Laoji drink she handed (this is a conscientious national enterprise, a few years later the Wenchuan earthquake donated cash amounting to 100 million yuan), I smiled faintly, "Chengzhu is not, there is still a little soy sauce!"

"Huh?" both beauties couldn't react for a moment. One looked confused, the other flashed spiritually.

"I mean: I'm here to make soy sauce!"

I'll be serious.

"Hehehe," the beauties were amused. The smile is really beautiful, like a plum blossom in winter.

"Yes, I can't come, Mr. Wu and his old man have to call me. "I complained half-truthfully, and I had to take the lead, saying that none of the team members of the company participated in the track and field competition.

"Hahaha, Brother Liu is so funny. Hua Meinu asked very seriously, "Mr. Wu seems to be a few years younger than you, why do you call him an old man?"

"Men like to pretend to be mature!" I replied happily, "just like you beauties want others to compliment you on being 18 forever, and the most amazing thing is: you still take the trouble to ask over and over again, really?

"Hehehehe".

Words are not speculative, women either choke you with a sentence or fool you with the interjection of "um, oh, ah, ah". However, once it comes to the heart, they only have "hehe".

I took off my down jacket, handed it to Yu Shizuka, revealing the blue vest, and told them to turn their backs, take off their trousers (wearing big shorts), hand them to Hua Jingyi, and then start jogging.

After a shudder, I gradually adapted to the change in temperature, like a frog in warm water that was gradually heated and confused.

After a lap, I was back to the starting point.

From a distance, I saw two beautiful women holding my clothes, their faces were a little red from the cold, and my heart was hot. Smiling at them, I pretended to be angry and said, "Put your clothes on the floor, see how cold your hands are! ”

"Okay," After they put their clothes on the stool on the side of the runway, Hua Jingyi handed me a drink, and Yu Jingxiang wanted to help me beat my legs.

"Pull it down, Comrade Xiaoyu", I rubbed my hands and said, "I'm not a landlord, besides, my salary is not as high as yours, we can't afford to hire such a beautiful maid." ”

"Brother Liu, you are so humorous". The little girl's face turned even redder.

"It's okay, you guys go and see the other players in our Putuo, right? Win glory for the factory, but they all point to them, the old man is just talking about juvenile madness. Otherwise, I'll be very Alexander!" I said, putting on my down jacket.

"Hahaha, it's so funny, brother!" The two beauties laughed while walking to Putuo Jian'er in the first group of competitions, and went to show off.

In the 400m preliminaries, 16 teams, each team of 4 people, divided into 8 groups, ranked from high to low, the top 8 participated in the final held half an hour after the end of the preliminaries.

Unfortunately, the buddies drew lots to the last group, and according to the average speed of 55 seconds and the interval between each group, it would be about 15 or 6 minutes later.

Seeing that the other contestants were muscular and had thick thighs, Mr. Wu was a little worried about my results, because although my buddy was well-proportioned and athletic, he was not a developed country after all!

"Hahaha, don't worry, friendship first, competition second!" I smiled and comforted him.

"Yes, anyway, you are just making a gesture, after all, after so many years, no one at all levels has participated. "Mr. Wu excused me.

"And you're still catching ducks on the shelves?" I pretended.

"Aren't you a newcomer! Besides, I also want you to show your face in front of the head office leaders to deepen your impression. ”

Mr. Wu said sincerely.

I had to pretend to be grateful and understood.

"The exciting moment has arrived!" The commentator of the head office took up his post, "The men's 400-meter preliminaries are about to begin, and I hope that the athletes of all companies will show their style and level." Come on!"

While the athletes' march was playing, the starter's gun went off.

I don't want to describe more scenes, but briefly talk about the situation before I came on the court: 3 players from our Putuo company were all out in the first seven rounds, and the best one is currently ranked 17th.

Avoided the company's people, men and women. I pressed my leg in a corner and raised my hands up.

Before the game, I didn't want to say to them, I called me "not nervous".

The starting gun went off, and because it was the preliminaries, I didn't want to exhaust my energy at once. In the first 100 meters, my position was about 4 or 5 in the group, and when I ran the second 100 meters, I saw Mr. Wu shaking his head.

When the third 100 meters were almost over, I suddenly saw the inside of the sports field, Yu Jingxiang waved desperately, I thought something was happening, slowed down a little, and when I got to the front, I heard her shouting: "Run! Brother Liu."

Years later, I still vividly remember the anxious gaze of the purple girl, her clear eyes, her red face, and the beautiful shape of the hot breath from her mouth in the winter sun.

"Hooler"!

Because not everyone was racing together, and I didn't know the results of the others, I had to rush for time according to my own estimates.

Now, it's time again that I used to run away from the desert when I was a kid.

The instructions from the brain were quickly transmitted to the limbs, and after a moderate stride, a rhythmic wave of the hand, and a breath of true air, like a galloping horse, or like a jeep cross-country, I quickly surpassed those buddies who had accelerated and sprinted for the first 300 meters, and were now barely breathing.

The moment I crossed the line, my chest was raised high, standard and standardized.

The end result was predictable and I made it to the final in 7th place.

Ignoring Mr. Wu's quarrels with other companies, I smoked lightly, and then, after looking at the results of the preliminaries, I pulled my leg again, okay.

"Brother Liu, you can really do it. ”

Hua Jingyi and Yu Shizuka came over deliberately with a look of adoration.

"Man, you can't say no!" Some people are modest on the surface, but they don't know what they are thinking in their hearts?

"By the way, Xiaoyu," I said to the girl in purple, "just now, I thought you had something to do, and you waved your hand." "I thought to myself, if you have something, buddy quit the game, you have to ---- first

"Hehehe. ”

"This, this, little ghost", I said in a sneering tone, "in the future, don't interfere with the chief's running!"

"Hahaha"!

Some people say that beautiful women can't smile too much and are prone to wrinkles, but I just like to see the flowers blooming and the sunny smile!

The finals began.

After the buddy assessed his physical strength this time, he soared into the sky at the beginning, then a husband, then a man who insisted on going his own way, and finally a ride on the red dust (the concubine laughed, no one knew that it was a lychee).

49.85 seconds!

It was more than 4 seconds faster than the second place.

Beauty (adoration), flowers, applause, money (awards), honor (with the supreme president) are all there. Oh, I'll go, it's cool. It can't be described any more.

"Dark horse, it's too dark!" someone commented. "Hey, buddy's heart is not dark"!

In the tug-of-war competition in the afternoon, Putuo District won the fifth place, and I didn't want to show film at the evening art show.

I'm just recording two things that had a huge impact on my thinking:

Before the art show, President Fu delivered a speech as usual.

On that day, he changed his image of elegance and modesty, and as a very tasteless entrepreneur, he stood at the height of the savior, and unashamedly declared: "It's me!

I felt very uncomfortable in the audience, and many years later, I heard Li Ka-shing's words, which were diametrically opposed to President Fu's words!

Should we, the employees, be grateful to Dade?

Definitely!

It is true that the role of the boss in the development of the enterprise is irreplaceable. However, the company just gives employees a platform, whether it is to make a living or to show their abilities, that's all.

The choice is a two-way street! Every cent of the salary we receive is what we deserve after relying on our own ability and hard work, and it is what the vast number of peasant workers commonly call "hard-earned money."

In a completely fair and competitive market environment, the boss chooses us, and we can also choose the company. There is no one who can't live without anyone, and it won't be the self-righteous handouts of some bosses.

Maslow's needs theory believes that people's needs are divided into five categories: physiological needs, safety needs, social needs, respect needs and self-realization needs, from the lower level to the higher level.

The labor shortage after 10 years has profoundly proved the correctness of this demand theory!

When you increase wages (not indefinitely) and you can't recruit workers or talents, bosses, please reflect on your own actions and cultivation, and please reflect on your so-called corporate culture (for most companies, this culture is basically a slogan hanging on the wall).

For example, "people-oriented", how many entrepreneurs really "unite knowledge and action" from the heart? The savior in words, the contempt for people in action, when the company encounters difficulties, the first thing that comes to mind is: layoffs, salary cuts, painting cakes to satisfy hunger and arrears of wages!

Therefore, there are not many of our real century-old stores, and many companies can only "lead the way for three or five years".

The second thing is even more memorable, when the team of the Pudong subsidiary sang together, the good-looking 40-year-old boss actually compared President Fu to his father!

I was completely blown away!

Even the pyramid scheme that was later banned didn't require you to recognize the thief as your father, right? What's more, your father is too young compared to you, right? Is this the world's youngest age difference between father and son?

There is also a short, thin and swarthy young man in the sales department who looks like a flea on the drum in the Water Margin, and sang "I wish you a long life and Tianqi" with emotion.

The funny appearance and out-of-tune (Xiaoyu said that he didn't have a tune) singing voice won more applause and laughter than the cross talk and sketches of the party combined, which pushed the whole party to the cusp of happiness!

The art show ended at 10 o'clock, and Mr. Wu had a whim and had to drag a few middle-level people to have supper.

After calling my son, I suddenly became a little bored, ashamed that there was such a shameless person in the company, and I really wanted to say to him, who is that, don't say you know me outside in the future!

Because the mood is a little depressed, I won't describe the food at the food stall, and even a few beauties (Mr. Wu called a few beauties from the sales department, basically a small boss with a beauty, men and women match, not tired of work, and drunk when drinking!), I am not interested.

Compared with the enthusiasm of the other gentlemen, as well as the heroic nature revealed after drinking, I seemed depressed, which also aroused Yu Jingxiang's concern and Hua Jingyi's worry. The visitor drank a lot of wine and looked at his watch (the old man led the construction of 35kv power lines 10 years ago, and the Shanghai brand watch awarded to him by the county was quite punctual), 11:50.

I declined the special car arranged by Mr. Wu, and politely refused Yu Jingxiang's elegant electric car to send me, afraid that I would mess around after drinking, so I staggered home.