In the next few days, Li He asked Wan Liangyou to go to Golden Deer Corporation to get a list of factories. He went to look at all five factories in Shenzhen. The more he looked, the more tired he felt. In the end, there were only three requirements. The first was to ensure the accommodation and food conditions and strict hygiene conditions. The second was to ensure overtime pay. The third was that after two years of childbirth, female workers could rest for two months.
Whoever couldn't do it would be fired!
Seriously speaking, his factory had always paid overtime wages. In Shenzhen, it was already considered a very conscientious enterprise. Many workshops and factories did not follow any rules at all. The workers could work for more than ten hours a day, but they could not even get 200 yuan a month. Some of them could only get a few tens of yuan!
What was worse was that many factories required a deposit. They had to pay even more if they were running a business. What was the meaning of this deposit? They would owe wages at the end of the year! They would think of ways to exploit people!
Li He couldn't care less about others. If he was poor, he would take care of himself. If he was rich, he would help the world. This was his true thought. He could only do his best. He was reborn, and it was not to exploit the workers, right?
Moreover, he had never done such a thing in his previous life when he was running a factory!
Of course, he could only do so much. There were market rules for businesses and factories. Excessive exploitation of labor resources was a common problem in labor-intensive industries. Changing the traditional extensive mode, using advanced machinery to increase production efficiency, shorten production cycles, and improving service quality were all empty words.
It was only because labor-intensive industries had low barriers to entry and quick profits that large and small factories were flourishing everywhere. It was a scene of prosperity.
From a certain perspective, if one put aside some dark corners, Li He appreciated this kind of prosperity.
Therefore, Li He did not ask for more. Otherwise, this kind of labor-intensive industry would have to close down. In fact, China could only rely on this kind of labor-intensive industry to have the possibility of "going global."
If they wanted to fight a price war, who was afraid of who!
Then, only on this basis could they drive the entire industry chain upstream and downstream SMEs to implement cluster investments around overseas economic cooperation zones and industrial parks. Then, they could gradually drive the entire industry from the middle and low end of the value chain to the high end of technology, talent, brand, marketing, etc.
Otherwise, everything else was just wishful thinking.
She was clearly Dong Shi. She definitely shouldn't have imitated Xi Shi and dreamed of marrying Bill Gates.
Winter in Shenzhen was very cold. It was usually no more than ten degrees Celsius. This made the southerners, who had experienced more than 200 days of summer in a year, very uncomfortable.
Li He, on the other hand, was still eating skewers in the night market after drinking too much.
He Fang came with his son, and Li He went to pick them up personally.
He Fang wiped her snot with a tissue and muttered, "It's too cold in the south. My snot is coming out. I caught a cold."
She had just passed by Pu River with her son to visit an old educated youth friend. She couldn't stand the cold air of Pu River.
Li He taunted, "This proves that you northeasterners are nothing in the south without heating."
Apart from the lack of heating, the most important thing was that the cold and humid weather in the south was too unbearable!
He Fang didn't have the time to respond to Li He. She stared blankly at a slim girl.
She jogged over, and the girl also ran towards her excitedly.
The two of them held each other tightly.
"Zhao Qing!"
"Boss He! How did you get so fat?! "Zhao Qing was so excited that he didn't know what to do.
He Fang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Her tears flowed out. "You're really something. You haven't written me a single letter in all these years."
She and Zhao Qing had always shared the same dormitory in university. Their relationship went without saying. Friendship turned into diamonds over time, to let the world know how precious a friend was …
But when they met again, things remained the same, but people had changed. The marks of time were silent. Unknowingly, deep, shallow, thick, or faint, they were carved on their faces, bodies, and hearts.
Time eroded their first dreams, and the torrent of time smoothed the edges and corners.
Zhao Qing caressed He Fang's belly. "When are you going to give birth? I'll be the child's godmother. "
He Fang smiled. "You can't run away."
The two of them spoke one after another, and there was no end to their conversation.
Li He held onto the reluctant Li Lan's hand and said bluntly, "Gentlemen, are you done yet? Can we go back and talk?"
Zhao Qing pointed at Li He. "Boss He, I don't believe you can't deal with him. He's still bullying me."
"I swear to God." Li He didn't want to be wronged.
He Fang looked at Wu Bo. "Congratulations."
"I'll get your luggage." Wu Bo didn't feel embarrassed. The two of them had already met their parents, and there was only one last procedure left.
At noon, everyone toasted to each other.
He Fang watched as everyone drank happily. She smiled wryly as she rubbed her belly. "If not for this misfortune in my belly, I'd drink with you guys too."
Zhao Qing looked at Li Lan, patting his head from time to time. He smiled. "Your son is very obedient. He hasn't been making a fuss."
Li Lan looked at Zhao Qing curiously, then lowered his head to munch on his corn cob without a word.
He Fang said to Li Lan, "What did Mummy say? Why don't you greet us?"
"Hello, Aunty." Li Lan pondered for a long time before calling out the familiar greeting.
"Good boy." Zhao Qing picked up a chicken drumstick for him.
"This child is not bad, right?" He Fang said with a little pride.
After the meal, the two sisters hid in the room and chatted about everything under the sun.
The task of taking care of the child was left to Li He.
Li He held onto Li Lan's hand, making fried dough twists and candied haws. The two of them wandered around the streets and alleys.
Li Lan suddenly let go of Li He's hand. "I want to pee."
Li He looked around but couldn't find the toilet. He carried him to the side of the green belt and pointed to the bushes. "Scatter it over there."
Li Lan was no longer willing to wear open-crotch pants. He struggled to take off his pants, but seeing the passersby, he refused to do so.
His face turned red, and he started crying.
Li He noticed that the color of his pants was different. The black had suddenly turned navy blue. He quickly touched his crotch – it was soaked.
"You're so f * cking troublesome."
Wan Liangyou reminded him, "Go home and change."
Li He had no choice but to carry him back to the guesthouse.
He Fang complained to Li He as she helped Li Lan change his pants. "Can't you have some sense of responsibility?"
"How much does responsibility cost? Give me a number, so I have a direction to work towards. "Li He didn't think it was a big deal, so he didn't mind at all.
He Fang pointed at Li He angrily. "I can't get through to you."
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