After three rounds of wine, the dishes and five flavors, the group of people had enough food and drinks, and finally they dispersed.

Zhou Shuo tightened his collar and walked slowly in the snow. After leaving the city for half a year, it basically did not change.

The snow gradually became a little heavier, and the flying snow like goose feathers passed through the sky, suddenly appeared in the light of the street lights, with a dreamy beauty.

He reached out to catch a snowflake, and the large crystal white melted in his palms. He missed the heavy snow of his childhood in his previous life, but he didn't expect to see it again. Life is so impermanent. With the sound of creaking footsteps, Zhou Shuo returned to the community where he lived.

At the entrance of the community, Zhou Shuo suddenly took off his clothes and started running faster.

Under the street light, Li Zhi, wearing a white sweater, stomped his feet and exhaled balls of white vapor from his mouth. The shadows of snow were everywhere on his head, eyebrows, and shoulders.

The close-fitting sweater did not block her curves because of winter, but instead added a hint of purity to the snowflakes.

"Brother Zhou!" Li Zhi shouted happily when he saw Zhou Shuo who suddenly came out of the darkness.

Zhou Shuo put his woolen coat on her and said with distress: "You are so cold and you are still waiting here, you are stupid."

Li Zhi let him sweep the snow on his body, stretched out his hand to wrap around his waist, leaned his head in his arms and said, "Brother Zhou, I miss you."

When Zhou Shuo heard this, although he took off his coat, his heart felt warm at this moment...

The next day, the heavy snow had just stopped, Zhou Shuo called Liu Gang and rushed to the keyboard factory for inspection.

The keyboard factory is located next to the Xiucheng Components Factory, covering an area of ​​less than ten acres.

Zhou Shuo and Liu Gang took the bus to the factory gate, shouted and the door slowly opened. The security guard trotted out of the mailroom and stood attentively and said, "Hello, manager, do you want to register?"

Liu Gang's face was a little dark, and he shook his head and said, "This is the general manager of our keyboard factory. Do you think you can use registration?"

"Uh--" The security guard was a little at a loss.

Zhou Shuo waved his hand and said, "Okay, Lao Liu, I blame me for not paying much attention to the keyboard factory. Let's go in."

Liu Gang nodded and said first: "Then let's go."

The keyboard factory is not big, and you can almost see through it at a glance. On the open space in the factory, a group of people were sweeping the snow with shovels and brooms, and some people sent the snow to the trees beside the factory, and piled up into snowmen.

Liu Gang said as he walked: "The keyboard factory now has fifty employees, including civilians such as accounting, logistics, and procurement. The salary of front-line workers is 600 yuan plus overtime and piece-based rewards. The extra month can be paid to 800 or 900 yuan, and the city's calculation benefits are good. The income of civilians is 500 or 600 yuan, so they can still live."

He sighed as he said that, "Now prices are rising too fast, and there is almost no salary enough to spend."

There is a building on the factory area, east, west and south. The south side is opposite the factory gate is the production workshop, the office building is the west, and the warehouse is the east. Zhou Shuo did not answer Liu Gang's words, so he pointed to the guide and said, "Let's go to the workshop first."

The production workshop is divided into several compartments, and various plastic and plastic raw materials are placed into the injection molding machine and blow molding machine respectively. After a series of processes, keycaps, keyboard shells and glue bowls, rubber pads, keycaps and keyboard shells are sent to the spraying production line, while rubber bowls and rubber pads are sent to the circuit printing production line.

The flexible silver paste PCB production line imported from the United States is printed on the silver paste circuit and then sent to the testing workshop.

The testing workshop will test these printed circuits and then confirm that the product function is effective and will be sent to the assembly workshop.

The sprayed keycaps and keyboard shells are also sent to the assembly workshop, which is the place where workers are used the most. Twenty skillful female workers sat on both sides of the long case and kept assembling the keyboard step by step. These people had to assemble a total of 1,500 to 2,000 keyboards every day, and each person had to assemble an average of 80,100 to 100.

Liu Gang pointed to them and said, "If we can increase our employment, our output can easily double or even multiple times. Unfortunately, the factory area is too small, and there is no place to put equipment and personnel in when filling in."

The last thing the two visited was the quality inspection workshop. All the assembled keyboards were sent here and plugged into the computer for actual testing. Only keyboards that passed the test can be packaged and sent to the United States.

After the visit, Zhou Shuo asked strangely: "Why didn't you see the packaging workshop? Where did our product packaging be completed?"

Liu Gang pursed his lips and said, "Hey, I was taken away by the city packaging factory. The leader of the Commercial Bureau came here in person. What should I do if I don't agree?"

"Microsoft hasn't responded to this, right?" Zhou Shuo asked worriedly.

"That's not." Liu Gang shook his head: "We are for export, and the packaging factory dare not fool him."

Zhou Shuo patted his shoulder and said, "That's fine. No one's life is hard now. If you can, please help me."

Liu Gang spread his hands and said helplessly: "Okay, listen to you."

The two came out of the workshop and turned toward the office building.

The bell rings at the bell ring at noon. Workers lined up from the workshop and rushed out of the office building, and walked towards the boiler room with a smile. At this time, the small factory did not build a canteen, and the workers didn't have that much money to eat in the restaurant outside. They all used aluminum lunch boxes to pack their meals, and placed them in the steamer in the boiler room when they went to work in the morning. By noon, no matter whether you put raw or cooked in the morning, it would be a delicious delicacy.

When Zhou Shuo saw the water vapor opened in the steamer in the boiler room, his saliva couldn't help but flow out. When he was working at the grassroots level in his previous life, he liked the most potato beef made in this way. Unlike the beef pressed from a pressure cooker, the taste was completely gone. It was soft, juicy, and distinctly layered. It was really delicious.

Unfortunately, this taste has never been found with the changes in factory production equipment and the times.

The workers passed by Zhou Shuo and Liu Gang and greeted each other. At this time, the working class had not yet formed a worship of capital. While talking and laughing, they could not be so restrained about Liu Gang's attitude.

"Hello, Manager Liu."

"Did Manager Liu eat it at noon? Why don't you eat it with us?"

Liu Gang waved his hand with a smile. Not only did the workers not yet develop a fear of capital, but emerging capitalists also did not develop the habit of being arrogant.

"Oh, this is...Principal Zhou?"

A voice in the crowd suddenly said, "It's really Principal Zhou, have you returned from the United States?"

Zhou Shuo looked at him in confusion and asked, "What are you?"

"Hey, you don't know me. I am Liu Guifang's brother, and I always hear her mention you."

Zhou Shuo suddenly realized: "Oh, hello, hello!"

Someone next to him pulled him and asked, "Is this Principal Zhou, the boss of our keyboard factory?"

Liu Guifang's brother-in-law said proudly: "No, it's not. It's been several months since we went to the United States, so we didn't catch up with our keyboard factory relocation. I heard that in a few months, we have built such a huge home business in the United States!"

He asked him the man blinked his eyes and asked Zhou Shuo in a longing mood: "Can you tell us what the United States looks like?"

"Yes, tell us about American life!"

Several people coaxed together, and more and more people were surrounding him. Everyone asked their questions about the United States in a verbal way.

"Principal Zhou, tell us." Liu Guifang's brother-in-law opened the lunch box and revealed the food inside: "If you don't dislike me, just eat mine, let's talk while eating?"

Zhou Shuo looked up and saw that what was made in the lunch box was potato beef, and his saliva flowed out.

"This... OK." Zhou Shuo nodded and agreed.

At this time, the Chinese people can say that the whole nation is cents. This is not the intention of everyone to sell their country, but the yearning for Americans has formed a big climate. Going abroad, going to the United States, Europe, and Japan, Chinese people are proud of being able to go abroad. Whether it is the normal visa application, the final way of immigration to green cards, or the life-long smuggling, countless people are trying hard.

Even if the English teacher teaches students how to learn English in junior high school, they tell them that Americans have cars at home; they tell them that Americans throw away their shirts when they are dirty, and they don’t need to wash them; they tell them how freedom and equal Americans are;

In history, we were even a little short of that, and we followed the footsteps of the former Soviet Union...

When Liu Guifang's brother-in-law saw Zhou Shuo respond, he greeted him a few times, "Hey, brothers, come here, hurry up and make up some more dishes for Principal Zhou, so you can't let others talk about it in vain, right?"

Zhou Shuo smiled bitterly and said, "Don't worry, everyone, let's go back to the office and say, it's cold and cold."

"Oh, yes, yes! Haha, I forgot about being anxious."

A group of people moved back to the office building, and even Liu Gang surrounded Zhou Shuo with great enthusiasm. Although he had worked at Microsoft for a while, he had never been to the United States and said he was not curious that it was fake.

"Americans, life is really good. Their workers generally have several thousand dollars a month's salary, which is as much as we earn in a month in a day! Not only do we have cars, but we can also live in a small villa with a single family, with lawns in front of the house..."

Zhou Shuo talked about some American lives and suddenly changed his mind: "But, comrades, have you ever thought about it? Why can Americans make more money easily than we fight to the death?
Chapter completed!