Chapter 140 Party
"Ha" Wang Deming exhaled a long breath of white cold air.

The winter in Beijing is dry. Before getting off the train at Zhengyangmen East Station, Wang Deming applied some gecko oil on his face and hands to avoid being hurt by the cold wind.

The muscle protein on the face must be well protected. If it weren't for this face, would Zhang Shouchun have been attracted to her?
Compared with the cold and damp winter in Shanghai, Wang Deming still prefers the winter in Beijing. Although it is a bit colder, the warmth of the indoor stove and kang is like spring, and a sweater, coat and scarf are enough before going out.

But in Shanghai, it's actually colder inside than outside! Especially in winter when it rains, the cold and damp air seems to be a magic attack that penetrates everywhere. I wish I could wrap myself in a blanket inside.
"Master, please go to Tsinghua Garden!"

The first thing Wang Deming did after getting off the train with his suitcase was to go to Tsinghua University to take a bath.

I miss the bathhouses in Beijing these days. I especially miss the slippery and cold feeling on my body. I have to use high-temperature baths to get rid of it and enjoy the comfort.
"Okay, comrade, please sit down!"

The tricycle driver's gray cotton jacket and trousers were covered with patches, and he had a gray and black towel tied on his head. Two streams of cold air came out of his nostrils. He raised his body and stepped hard on the pedals. The No. 3 bus started slowly and headed north along Gong'an Street.

Listening to the tone of the tricycle driver's reply, Wang Deming became slightly curious and changed his address, asking, "Comrade, you look so happy today, is there any good news?"

"Haha!" Wang Deming just hit the nail on the head when he asked the master. After a hearty laugh, he replied, "The government's policies are great! They help us rickshaw pullers and even set up a union."

"Help us negotiate with the tricycle owner. Not only will the share of money be reduced, but we will also get a pension when we retire and can no longer ride a tricycle."

"Haha, we rickshaw pullers are also considered the working class!"

The tricycle driver laughed particularly happily, and Wang Deming was happy for him in his heart. Who doesn't want to have a guarantee when they are old and can no longer work?

When they arrived at Tsinghua University, Wang Deming gave an extra ten cents to the original two-cent fare, but the driver refused to charge more, giving a good reason: "Little comrade, you look like a college student, so you should buy an extra notebook, study hard, and build the country better in the future!"

Looking at the wrinkles on the tricycle driver's dark face and the determination in his eyes, Wang Deming did not argue. He smiled gently and thanked him, "Comrade, thank you for your hard work!"

"Haha, it's not hard, not hard."

"Here you go again, little comrade. See you later!"

Life is so different now that I have a goal!

Looking at the tricycle driver pulling the passengers away, he seemed to still be able to hear his hearty laughter. The corners of Wang Deming's mouth rose unconsciously. It was great. He turned around and went into the bath.

"Comrade, how many of you are there?"

"It was ordered by a comrade named Rong Yaxuan."

The receptionist at the front desk flipped through the book and said, "Oh, comrade, please go upstairs. The second floor private room is Tanggu."

After passing the curtain on the right, Wang Deming, led by a young waiter with a crew cut and a white jacket, walked through the crowded public bathhouse on the first floor and went upstairs to the patio in the backyard.

Seeing the young man standing straight on the road, Wang Deming asked curiously, "Comrade, have you joined the union too?"

The young man turned around and asked in surprise: "Hey, comrade, how did you know?"

Wang Deming laughed, pointed at his spine, and joked, "When I came here to take a shower before, I saw your back wasn't so straight!"

"Haha!" The young man laughed heartily, "Comrade, you are a very careful observer." "In the past, we apprentices had no money, and we had to eat and live in the bathhouse. Many people suffered from skin diseases, but we didn't dare to quit our jobs for the sake of living."

The young man smiled even brighter: "Now it's good, we have the union to support us. Not only do they arrange special dormitories for us, they also guarantee an 8-hour workday and pay us!"

We arrived at a larger private room on the second floor with a three-meter square hot water pool in the middle and rattan tables and chairs placed around it. On each table was a teapot and various dim sum and snacks.

There were already several people, young and old, soaking in the hot water pool in the middle.

Rong Yaxuan, the fourth master of Rong, was bathing in the pool with a rosy face. He greeted Wang Deming: "Hey, Deming, you are quite fast. I thought you didn't come so early?"

"Master Rong!" Wang Deming greeted him while taking off his clothes. The young man next to him held a long pole and hung all the clothes on the roof.

Rong Yaxuan quickly corrected him, "No, call me Comrade Rong!"

"Okay, haha, Comrade Rong!" Wang Deming poured himself a cup of tea and put his feet in the bathtub first, then sat on the edge of the bathtub. "Hey, it's better to take a bath in this winter."

"That's right!" Fourth Master Rong wiped the sweat off his face with a towel, "Soak in water and you will look ten years younger."

Then he immediately introduced Wang Deming proudly: "Come, Deming, let me introduce you to some backbones of our People's Traditional Chinese Medicine Factory. I tell you, it took me a lot of effort to poach them from Tong Ren Tang!"

"This is Master Jia Yinsheng, and this is his nephew Jia Huaizeng. Let me tell you, Master Jia has been working at Tong Ren Tang since 31, working as a bartender and then as a cashier. If it weren't for the government's call to oppose bureaucratic capitalism, I wouldn't have been able to hire him."

"This is Master Li Jianxun, and this is his nephew Li Rongfu. Master Li is also a veteran of Tong Ren Tang. He used to be in charge of fine materials, and later he was in charge of cabinet inspection and purchasing. "

"Hello, Master Jia, hello, Comrade Jia. Hello, Master Li, hello, Comrade Li."

The two masters were still a little reserved. After looking at each other, they shouted to Wang Deming, "Hello, boss."

"No, Masters, please don't address me like that!" Wang Deming quickly stopped them. "Didn't Comrade Rong tell you guys before?"

"As the name suggests, this People's Traditional Chinese Medicine Factory we opened belongs to all of us. We are all the owners and shareholders!" Wang Deming pointed at his naked self and joked, "That's why I asked Comrade Rong to arrange for us to meet frankly!"

"Although we provided money and houses, and our initial contribution seems to be relatively large, if our People's Traditional Chinese Medicine Factory is to grow and develop, it will definitely depend on the efforts of all of us."

"I asked Comrade Rong to give the contract to the masters. Didn't he also specifically mention that we are a collectively owned company? We gave everyone shares!"

At this time, Wang Deming slowly adjusted to the water temperature and slowly sank into the pool, revealing his head. He continued to explain with a smile: "I have already discussed it with several major shareholders who contributed money."

"Let's work together, and once the Chinese medicine factory is on the right track, we will redistribute shares every year: including buying out major shareholders, increasing holdings based on contributions, and continuing to distribute shares to newcomers."

Wang Deming's eyes were burning as he said solemnly: "Let's first establish a trade union!"

"Let's work together to establish the factory system!"

"I hope you masters can speak freely!"

　These are all old pharmacists of Tong Ren Tang, real people
　　
　
(End of this chapter)