"If you want to talk about this Pingcheng, it is very close to our Qingzhao. When I was young, I would come around with my brothers and a few of them from time to time."

After leaving Lujia Village and entering a provincial road eastward, Lu Jianren drove the car to the northeast and said to Lu Dong and Song Na: "At that time, Weiqiao cotton spinning was still a small cotton oil factory, mainly using cotton seeds to squeeze sanitary oil. However, like now, it has become one of the largest factories in the country."

Lu Dong responded: "It is estimated that the scale is also ranked first in Asia."

Song Na said it is accepted: "This type of processing factory can be ranked in Asia, and it is estimated that it can be ranked in the world."

Lu Dong thought of something and asked Song Na: "Heidan, have you heard Xia Tian say that this factory belongs to the Wei family now?"

Song Na asked her cousin Xia Tian: "No, the controlling party is now Pingcheng Supply and Marketing Cooperative." She added: "It is said that it is being restructured and privatized, and it should be completed soon."

Lu Jianren followed Lu Dong around, and when he saw him many times, he knew a little about business. He asked: "In theory, Weiqiao Cotton Factory is a very good company. Why do you need to restructure it? It is also privatized?"

This kind of question is difficult to answer, and Lu Dong could only say: "The three companies are not bad, they are still gone."

Lu Jianren shook his head and said, "These things about the public are really hard to explain."

Weiqiao is not in Pingcheng District, but is located in a county town near the city. It is not a large county town. The economic development speed is amazing. There are cotton mills in the country and village-run enterprises like Dongwang Group.

In terms of economy alone, this is much better than Qingzhao.

The ranking of the not-most formal top 100 counties in the country is also far ahead of Qingzhao.

As soon as you enter the county town, you can feel the difference. Qingzhao has dilapidated and low, with only twelve-story buildings. There are many tall buildings here and the roads are extremely spacious. The size and population density of the county town are obviously higher than Qingzhao County.

Lu Dong remembered that Quannan had always wanted to swallow this place, but he had been in secret with Pingcheng for many years.

Close to the headquarters of the Weeqiao Cotton Mill, and looking from a distance, a grand office building will not fall behind after more than ten years.

Whether the cotton mill is a public or a private person, it is an indisputable fact that it drives economic development and provides jobs for tens of thousands of people.

This labor-intensive industry has a great effect in driving employment, and it must be fully supported by local governments.

There have been many rumors about the group company here, such as debt crisis, etc., but every time they encounter a crisis, they can survive it safely. Even the provinces dare not let it have problems easily. It involves employment for more than 100,000 people, and no one can bear this responsibility.

Considering that Xia Tian had to eat and wash after get off work, Lu Dong did not rush over and asked Uncle Qi to drive around the industrial park.

Cotton spinning is the core, and there are other types of enterprises, such as power plants, electrolytic aluminum plants, water supply companies, clothing and home textiles, etc.

With so many factories, the number of employees can be imagined.

One thing I have to admit is that compared to ordinary factories, the salary level here is relatively high.

Although it is already outside the county town, with enterprises as the core, a large-scale residential area has been formed, with five or six-story residential buildings, connected to a large area opposite the factory area. At first glance, there is no end to see.

As the distance is close, it can be seen that the residential area is divided into two parts.

There are many people on the commercial street, many people sell things, and more people buy things, mainly eating various foods.

Santana's car was parked on the street, and the three of them got out of the car and waited for Xia Tian to come over. Lu Dong opened the umbrella in his hand and handed it to Song Na. When he saw a stall selling snacks on the side of the road, he went over with Uncle Qi.

Lu Jianren followed Lu Dong, which was much more reliable than before. The vendor selling pancakes and fruits had no customers. He handed over a cigarette and talked to someone for a while. He felt that it was almost the same. He asked, "Brother, how is your business?"

The boss flicked off the ashes and said with a smile: "Make money to support your family."

Lu Dong continued, "I don't look like it. Uncle, you can't close your mouth and your hands are covered with calluses. You must have made a lot of effort."

The older generation is concerned about not revealing their wealth, but the boss is still vague: "It's much better than working in a factory anyway."

He looked at Lu Dong: "I heard that you are from Qingzhao next door? Are you going to come here to work?" But when he saw Lu Dong and Lu Jianren's clothes, he shook his head first: "Are you talking about cooperation with the factory?"

Lu Jianren responded to this and started chatting with the boss, mainly talking about the situation on the commercial street, such as whether there are any big gangsters here.

People like this are indispensable in every place, but Weiqiao Cotton Factory can develop to such a scale, and the business environment is generally good, and normal business people are quite stable here.

A BMW car drove over, and other cars on the road took the initiative to avoid it.

Lu Jianren was curious: "Who is this?"

Lu Dong was also watching that leaders of public units rarely boarded BMWs.

"If you want to make a living in this area, you have to remember this license plate number." The boss's voice was very low: "This is the eldest son's car."

There are some things that needless to say, and everyone will understand naturally.

On the other side, Song Na waved from Lu Dong and Lu Jianren, and when they returned, Xia Tian had arrived.

Maybe because he just got off night shift and didn't sleep, Lu Dong felt that Xia Tian's dark circles were thicker than last time, and he was listless and yawned from time to time.

"I'll be off work tomorrow, it's okay." Xia Tian smiled and said, "I'm used to it, and it's not too late to go back to bed in the afternoon."

There were two shifts in twelve hours, but in fact the rest time was less than twelve hours. Several people walked south along the commercial street and listened to Xia Tian.

"The shift can be handed over after seven o'clock. It takes at least half an hour to finish. It will be at half past six o'clock. There will be a meeting before going to work..."

It is true that the salary for working here is high, and it is also true that hard work is true.

Song Na held an umbrella in one hand and held her cousin in the other: "Your high salary is all earned by time."

Xia Tian is getting dry and used to it: "Why don't you do it when you go to the factory to work as a worker?"

Walking along the commercial street for a while, there were more and more people. Xia Tian said: "Many people in the factory have bought houses here for fundraising, and the main dormitory area is here. This commercial street has the largest flow of people nearby."

Lu Dong could see that even in the morning, there were many people on the street.

When Xia Tian said this, she took out a few pieces of paper from her bag and gave it to Song Na: "This is what I asked someone to do, and the age structure statistics of the factory employees."

Song Na looked at it and found that front-line workers and employees were basically under the age of 25.

"Will there be no trouble?" Song Na asked with concern.

"It's okay." Xia Tianman didn't care: "These are all public things, and no one usually pays attention to them."
Chapter completed!