"May 1st, Labor Day, we strive to make our products on the market, when the time comes, how many units are made, the profits earned, the factory does not want a penny, all for everyone to share!"

Li Jian threw out a bombshell, but the effect was completely different from what he thought, and the most intense reaction was precisely Duan Tongshan, who was most concerned about the lives of the workers in the factory.

"Xiao Li, you are crazy, so blatant, although you advocate reform now, but you go directly like this, go, the way of foreigners, but it doesn't work, I think it's okay, the workers have worked hard for so long, May Day, we will pay a little more labor protection money, if the income is enough, it will be 300 yuan per person, if it is less, then don't mention it."

Li Jian looked at Lao Duan, and immediately felt a pang in his heart, yes, he came from the next generation, I didn't know that the country had not been completely opened up at this time, and he was still crossing the river by feeling the stones, but he couldn't take such a big step forward, fortunately, Lao Duan, the leader who came out of the army, knew how to measure himself, and he didn't put on the hat of a capitalist, so he secretly changed the concept, but it was the best of both worlds.

Li Hongjun, who was already nervous at that time, stood up, Li Jian is his own son, he just looked a little better, not the same as before, don't be put on a hat, there is no way out.

"Okay, what should you do, Xiao Li, go and follow me to debug the launcher."

Liao Weihong saw the subtlety of the atmosphere, and hurriedly waved his hand and pulled Li Jian into the original assembly workshop.

Prototype debugging is only the first step, the next production process, is the most important, Li Jian and Liao Weihong have to teach every worker on this production line one by one, everything in front of them seems to remind Li Jian, this is the mid-eighties, not the modern world that will even produce a bottle of milk on the production line in later generations.

Li Jian followed behind Liao Weihong, and after working for about half an hour, he had to sit down and rest, his body was not tired, but he kept thinking, so that his brain would hurt from time to time, this is the consequence of cranial nerve atrophy, Li Jian knew that there was no way to solve it now.

The factory meeting was held early in the morning, and before I knew it, the two of them had already gotten to one o'clock, and Li Jian's stomach had already rumbled three or four times, but Comrade Liao still kept waving his hand to greet Li Jian.

"Wait a while, wait a little longer."

Li Jian remembered that he was very desperate in his previous life, not to mention forgetting to sleep and eating, and not eating, but now, this weak body, eating such an hour late, has already walked a little shaky.

As soon as he thought about ignoring Lao Liao and running out to eat by himself, Li Jian heard someone outside the workshop shouting his name, the voice seemed a little familiar, but it was a little unfamiliar.

"Li Hongjun, you bastard, do you treat your son like this? I worked hard for this family to go out to work, you are good, you just take your son at home, and you don't let him eat at what time, can I go out with confidence like you......"

The sound was not loud, and it disappeared after only a short distance in the empty workshop, but in Li Jian's ears, it was like a thunderbolt.

"Mom, that's Mommy."

Li Jian's feelings for his mother and his father are completely different, Li Jian's father in the last life was a scientist who was quite accomplished in China, but because he made a mistake that a man would make, he got mixed up with a city woman who was much younger than him, and divorced his mother when Li Jian was only three or four years old.

And Li Jian's mother is just an ordinary rural woman, it is said that Li Jian's father knew a rural girl when he went to the countryside as an educated youth, and he relied on those few acres of thin fields in the countryside to send Li Jian from the countryside to Tsinghua University.

So when he came to this world, Li Jian did not have too special feelings for Li Hongjun, but was extremely kind to his mother, whom he had never met.

"Son, come, Mom cooked the elbow for you, you taste it, fat and thin is just right, eat more, you see how thin you have been when Mom is not at home these days."

A rural woman walked in wearing some outdated blue labor cloth overalls, and it could be seen that this overalls had been worn for some years, and they were relatively large, and they were fat and unfit on her body, especially the words of the washed and somewhat faded paper mill on the left chest, which showed the opening of this dress, and Li Hongjun wore the rest of the overalls.

This is the eighties, people get married relatively early, and the actual age of the mother is less than forty years old, but wearing such a dress, it suddenly feels the same as being about to fifty, Li Jian glanced at Yuan Kaichun who walked in, and suddenly remembered his mother, the eyebrows and eyes of the two people are quite similar, except for the mother of the later generations who are older because of overwork, the two of them are like two sisters, and suddenly Li Jian's tears overflowed his eyes,

"Mom!"

As soon as Li Jian cried, Yuan Kaichun was startled, threw the iron lunch box on the table, and rushed up to take Li Jian into his arms!

At this time, Li Hongjun walked in stupidly and muttered, "When you left, my son was thinner than this, making it look like I was hungry......"

Before he finished his words, he saw the tears in the corners of Yuan Kaichun's eyes, and immediately closed his mouth with interest.

"Let's go, stop doing it, go home with my mother!" Yuan Kaichun pulled Li Jian out with a lunch box, and when his eyes swept over Li Hongjun, a murderous aura rushed over, making Liao Weihong, who wanted to stop him, retract his thoughts, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and continued to fiddle with his prototype.

Li Jian felt very happy, and he hadn't experienced the feeling of being held by his mother for decades.

"Manager Liao, I'll come back in the evening!"

Yuan Kaichun took Li Jian on the tricycle, but he didn't leave, but opened the lunch box and let Li Jian eat, Li Hongjun came out of it after a while, and was just about to drive, but was stopped by Yuan Kaichun with a slap,

"I'll drive later, so you'll have enough to eat."

Li Hongjun hesitated, "Not only did we not eat, but everyone didn't eat!" ”

Yuan Kaichun replied, "I can't take care of others if they don't eat it, I can only take care of my son." ”

Li Jian listened to what Li Hongjun said, wiped the oil on his mouth, "Dad, go back and invite someone to cook, everyone will work overtime, we have to take care of the logistics." ”

"Rice? How much does that cost? I asked, and the former tape recorder factory didn't care about food. ”

"Dad, we are now in the entrepreneurial stage, if we want to give workers a sense of belonging, we must think for them, they do a little more, a few less waste, and we will make money."

"Hire someone to cook, don't hire someone else, I'll come, let someone else serve my son, I'm not at ease yet, you know I'm going crazy these days."

Li Jian was eating his elbows while reaching out to wipe the corners of his eyes, and experiencing the taste of family affection in this strange world was simply a luxury in the slums.