Chapter 272 The General's Son

"Director? Hou? Who is that? Do I look like her?"

Diana's big blue eyes were full of confusion.

Seeing Zhang Shouchun and the others looking at him, Wang Deming carefully observed Diana's expression. It was not fake. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and laughed: "No, I am congratulating you on your new position and becoming the director as soon as possible."

"Oh," Diana curled her lips, "Then you are wrong, it should be the minister."

Hearing Diana's answer, Wang Deming suddenly thought of a Soviet joke: A general's son asked his father: Can I become a general? The father confidently said: Yes. The son continued to ask: Then can I become a marshal? The father answered affirmatively: No. The son asked: Why? The father smiled and replied: Because the marshal also has his own son.

When Wang Deming heard this joke in his previous life, he just laughed it off.

But while he was still working as a resident in a hospital ward, working like a slave for a meager salary, some of his peers were already working as county governors.
Still in the old revolutionary base
Is this a dream come true? It's just someone else's dream.
Some people say that the Internet is a magic mirror, and there is some truth to this.

In his previous life, before he traveled through time, he heard that the real-name system on the Internet was being promoted. He wondered if in the near future the Internet would be filled with positive energy everywhere, without any trace of the "dark side".

After a whole night of presenting facts and reasoning, Zhang Shouchun's three daughters successfully got rid of their inner anxiety, put on their bras and happily rode their bicycles to work.

Wang Deming's plan was successful, although there were some setbacks along the way. He became the major shareholder of the Chinese medicine factory and almost became a big capitalist. Fortunately, after converting Diana and Alexei's shares into a newly established European sales channel, the successful public-private partnership of the Chinese medicine factory freed him from the shackles of capital and returned to the working people.

In this era, the working class is in charge, the peasant brothers are reliable allies, and the working people are the most respected.

After Zhang Shouchun and Jin Yuqing successfully transformed themselves from feudal relics into the working class, no one talked about their origins and class backgrounds for a while.

Although they are all ordinary accountants now, even though the new chief financial officer was specially appointed by the municipal government and knows some inside information, he does not look at them with tinted glasses.

Everything seemed to be going well, except
"Shouchun, Yuqing."

As soon as the two of them rode to the Chinese herbal medicine factory outside Chaoyangmen, they were waved and called to stop by Cha Kuiyuan and Zhang Shouying who had been waiting at the door.

"Second sister, second brother-in-law."

"Hey, slow down, both of you."

When Zhang Shouchun and Jin Yuqing got off the car, their legs seemed a little weak and they lacked strength, and they almost fell down.

"Second sister, do you have anything to do today?" The four of them pushed their bicycles towards the factory together.

This Chinese medicine factory faces the Chaoyangmen moat, and next to the river is the ring railway freight station that occupies the Chaoyangmen city wall, which is convenient for transportation. The moat is now being renovated every year and is rippling with green water. From time to time, there are fishing boats floating in it. The willow trees on both sides of the river have newly sprouted green branches that sway in the wind.

In the early years, there was a paper mill near Dongzhimen, which had been there since the late Qing Dynasty. It often discharged foul-smelling wastewater into the moat, causing a foul smell along both sides of the river. Not far from the paper mill was the Beijing Waterworks, which was established in the late Qing Dynasty, which also affected the quality of the tap water.

However, after the Chinese medicine factory chose this location as its factory site, under the special care of the real boss, the paper mill was moved to Liangma River, far away from the moat.
The factory area was divided into four parts by several rows of pine and cypress trees, with a large flower bed in the middle, beverage factory, medicinal slice factory, warehouse freezer, and a five-story logistics office building facing the street to the south. Zhang Shouying and Cha Kuiyuan did not answer immediately, "Let's go to the flower bed, there's no one there." Pushing the cart and leading them to the flower bed, there was no one around, so Cha Kuiyuan whispered, "Shouchun, I recently discovered a very bad phenomenon in the factory."

"The quality standards for medicinal materials that we have always adhered to have not been strictly enforced. For example, honeysuckle, according to our standards, should use unopened buds in spring, but now we use fully mature and blooming ones, which affects the efficacy of the medicine."

Zhang Shouchun was stunned and immediately asked, "Didn't you communicate with the supply and marketing cooperative and Manager Gong Fang? I remember that a few years ago, the supply and marketing cooperative provided medicinal materials that did not meet our requirements. After we reported it, they corrected it. How could it happen again?"

Cha Kuiyuan drooped his eyebrows and looked bitter, as if he had eaten bitter herbs. He said, "The previous leader of the supply and marketing cooperative has been replaced. I went to find him and he replied that our manager Gongfang agreed."

"I went to see Manager Gongfang several times, but he didn't take it seriously. He thought we were making a fuss. The herbs were all provided by the supply and marketing cooperative. How bad could the effects be?"

"As a private manager, I have been criticized for being conservative"

Zhang Shouchun's beautiful eyebrow arch bulged slightly, causing the willow-like eyebrows to curl upward. He said angrily: "Isn't this irresponsible? Our factory's products are for export. Who will be held responsible if something goes wrong? Didn't the old workers propose any suggestions for rectification? Our factory implements a system of two participations, one change and three combinations!"

"I recorded it with an open mind, but they didn't change it. They repeatedly advised the masters to look at things from a materialistic dialectical point of view, that things are developing, and that if they felt the drug was not effective enough, they could increase the dosage."

"Ah!" Zhang Shouchun was shocked. After a while, he proposed a suggestion: "Second brother-in-law, what if we organize the workers' representatives to report it together?"

"I'm afraid of making mistakes. I'm thinking of resigning as a private manager. Alas!" Cha Kuiyuan was dejected. "Now I know why Deming advised me to give up all the dividends with him and stop being in charge."

"But I really can't bear to let go of all of us who have worked so hard for so many years. It's not easy for a Chinese medicine factory to develop to where it is today! At the beginning, many of us invested all our savings to become shareholders."

"Okay, second brother-in-law, don't come here to cry for me. I know very well in the Finance Department that the dividends in the past two years have long exceeded the original investment. Just tell me whether you want to ask De Ming for advice or something? I want to hear it."

"Yes, yes." Cha Kuiyuan rubbed his hands, shrank his neck, and whispered: "Shouchun, I think it's best to report the current problems of the Chinese medicine factory to the real boss. The real boss is most concerned about the development of the Chinese medicine factory, especially when it comes to the export of Siwu Decoction beverages and nutritional dietary tablets."

"And Deming has a good relationship with the real boss, so."

"Second brother-in-law, is this your plan? Well, we need to go and report to the real boss, go by yourself." Zhang Shouchun and Jin Yuqing pushed their bicycles and headed towards the parking shed, saying, "De Ming had already said that our family will completely cut ties with the Chinese medicine factory in the future. Whether the Chinese medicine factory is good or bad, it has nothing to do with our family in the future."

Cha Kuiyuan quickly pushed the cart and trotted over, "Shouchun, I'm here to discuss this with you guys."

"This Chinese medicine factory was planned and built by De Ming. How could De Ming not have any feelings for it?"

"Hey, Shouchun. How can I meet a real boss? I can't even meet the director of the Light Industry Bureau."

“Shouchun.”

(End of this chapter)