Seeing his maternal uncle and mother, Zhang Tianxing explained his idea of creating a national brand.
"Uncle, Mom, our business is booming right now, but we need to forge our own brand!"
Zhang Tianxing's words led them into deep thought. Having their own brand would be great, but it wouldn't be easy.
"It's almost New Year, we need to provide benefits to our employees to foster a sense of belonging, especially for technical talents, who must be highly compensated," Zhang Tianxing emphasized this point. Talent is the primary productive force; with talent, you can start all over again.
What is the most important thing in the 21st century? Talent. If talent leaves, you can't do anything.
"The canned food factory is doing well, with a daily net profit of tens of thousands. We can allocate some funds to give employees year-end bonuses so they can have a good New Year."
"Okay, I'll do whatever you say. Anyway, your uncle and I are just helping you out," Liang Juan readily agreed after hearing Zhang Tianxing, though she felt a pang of heartache.
How much money would this cost? But her son made sense. Working was all about earning more money.
"Are you going to be there when we distribute the money?"
"Of course, I have to establish my reputation. After all, this is the empire I built, and I need to treat my founding heroes well," Zhang Tianxing replied with feigned seriousness.
There were so many things lately, he could barely keep up. Visiting relatives, dropping by friends' places.
Oh, Wen Jing is back, and we've arranged to meet tomorrow. It's been a while since I've seen the campus belle, Wen.
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At Wen Jing's home, Fang Youliang was reading a newspaper. After a while, he put it down with a sigh.
A pair of small hands began massaging his shoulders from behind.
"Dad, what's making you so worried? Tell your daughter, and she can help you solve your problems," Wen Jing's clear voice rang out.
Fang Youliang's eyebrows relaxed. "My good daughter knows how to share my worries. It's just that you can't help with this matter. We have little industry here, and laid-off workers face difficulties, especially disabled individuals. The Ministry of Civil Affairs and the Disabled Persons' Federation don't have good solutions either. This is a headache."
Wen Jing asked in confusion, "Can't enterprises accommodate some of them? It's a company's social responsibility to employ laid-off workers."
Hearing his daughter's words, Fang Youliang fell into thought. What she said was not wrong, but there were too few conscientious enterprises.
Moreover, an enterprise would only symbolically arrange for a few disabled workers. Who would accommodate disabled employees in large numbers?
"Enterprises have limited capacity for accommodation; capital is driven by profit."
After speaking, Fang Youliang laughed at himself. "Don't worry too much about it. I'll figure something out. You should also get some rest. Aren't you going out with your classmates tomorrow?"
Fang Youliang was extremely satisfied with his daughter. She was beautiful, studied well, and was intelligent, perfectly inheriting the strengths of him and his wife.
However, with his busy work schedule and his wife also busy, neither of them was home often. Unknowingly, their daughter had grown up and gone to university. She now understood how to share her father's burdens.
It was just a pity that the older his daughter got, the more he worried about her. He wondered which beast would end up with such a delicate cabbage.
Wen Jing watched her father's busy figure and fell into deep thought. Re-employment for disabled people sounded easy but was difficult to achieve. It wasn't that simple.
If only she were like Zhang Tianxing, with his abilities. Then she could help alleviate her family's worries.
Thinking that she would see Zhang Tianxing tomorrow, Wen Jing looked forward to the day.
The next morning, Wen Jing carefully dressed and put on makeup. She hadn't seen Zhang Tianxing and the others for a long time, and she wanted them to see the campus belle's elegance.
Wen Jing was confident. She put on a yellow down jacket that highlighted her well-proportioned figure and exuded youthful energy. Satisfied, she walked out the door.
On the way, she encountered Zhang Tianxing, Zhu Dachang, and Gao Tianming.
Seeing them, Wen Jing smiled. These old classmates hadn't changed much.
The only difference was the faint fuzz growing under their noses. It seemed they had experienced quite a bit in the past few months.
Seeing Wen Jing's bright smile, Gao Tianming and the others were mesmerized. She truly was their campus belle; every smile and gesture was captivating.
Noticing their gazes, Wen Jing coughed and said, "What are you looking at? When did you guys arrive?"
"Just now. We finally got together today, so what are we doing?" Gao Tianming asked loudly.
"You don't need to worry about anything, today Mr. Zhang is treating!" Zhu Dachang blurted out, pushing Zhang Tianxing forward. Since this "Mr. Zhang" had made a lot of money in the past three months, they were happy to indulge in his wealth.
"By the way, that Tianxing Investment Company, it has nothing to do with you, right?" Gao Tianming suddenly asked Zhang Tianxing.
It was unavoidable. After "A Chinese Odyssey" became popular, Tianxing Investment Company also gained significant attention. Gao Tianming had merely heard someone mention that the boss's name was the same as his classmate's.
He had been mocked for it endlessly, so he was determined to ask Zhang Tianxing about it when they met.
"Um, it has some connection," Zhang Tianxing admitted generously, astonishing them.
"What? Tianxing Investment Company is yours? Young man, that's great! You've become a boss in name and in fact. Your future is boundless."
While they were joking around, Wen Jing suddenly remembered the dilemma her father had faced last night.
"Tianxing, there's something I want to ask you. There's a group of disabled people looking for work. Can you help arrange something for them?"
Hearing Wen Jing's words, Zhang Tianxing replied seriously, "Since the campus belle is asking, I'll definitely arrange it. How many people are there? If it's a few dozen, I can arrange it. If there are more, I might not be able to."
Coincidentally, the canned food factory was preparing to expand and hire more staff. If these disabled people were suitable, they could be hired.
Hearing Zhang Tianxing's words, Wen Jing's eyes lit up. "Really? Tianxing, you're not lying to me!"
Zhang Tianxing extended his little finger. "Pinky promise, no take-backs for a hundred years!"
Wen Jing smiled and extended her small hand. "Really? If it's possible, where will they be arranged, and who should I contact?"
"Go to Zhang Ji Canned Food Factory and find General Manager Wu Shengnan," Zhang Tianxing decided immediately.
He then made a phone call to Wu Shengnan.
"General Manager Wu, I need to tell you something. Before the New Year, there's a group of disabled workers who need to be accommodated. Our factory will be expanding and hiring after the New Year, so let's bring these disabled workers in."
Hearing Zhang Tianxing's arrangement, Wu Shengnan was taken aback. Why hire disabled workers? Well, she would agree for now and ask for more details tomorrow. She would symbolically accept a few.
This young Mr. Zhang was too kind. He was even taking on the responsibility of accommodating disabled people. He didn't expect him to want to arrange for dozens of them. She really didn't understand what young Mr. Zhang was thinking.
One more person meant one more burden for the company.
In that case, if the canned food factory was to develop like it did in the past two months, this matter seemed difficult.
However, since Zhang Tianxing had decided on this, Wu Shengnan's task now was to execute it well.
How to complete Mr. Zhang's task successfully without affecting production.