Chapter 202 The Big Gift from the Leadership
"In the past two years, under Senior Brother Tian Yaoming's leadership, the wireless communications team has worked day and night. Starting from scratch in a completely barren domestic environment, they have achieved breakthroughs from pagers to mobile phones to base stations. Every breakthrough embodies the efforts of the wireless communications team."
"And as the person fully responsible for coordinating with the Xinghai team, Senior Brother Tian Yaoming once worked on an inverted schedule for two consecutive months, living on American time while stationed in the provincial capital, just to facilitate communication."
Su Yuanshan's gaze swept over the crowd and then toward the cameras in the distance, calmly narrating the efforts Tian Yaoming had made for mobile communications.
Suddenly, he chuckled, "But I think Senior Brother Tian is just too honest. Next time, just have Howard stay up late too—let him experience what it's like to live on Chinese time!"
In the crowd, Tian Yaoming, who had been feeling emotional and tense, immediately relaxed when he heard this, nodding slightly toward Su Yuanshan.
"Therefore, this year's Best Employee award is rightfully given to Senior Brother Tian."
Su Yuanshan gestured to invite Tian Yaoming to come up.
"However," Su Yuanshan continued, turning to address everyone, "each and every one of you here is a pillar that Yuanxin relies on and values. You are all the core, the backbone, and the future of Yuanxin."
"If we had to make such difficult choices every year, it would truly be torturous."
"Thus, the board decided to revise the commendation system."
"Since this was the first time, we lacked experience, so I ask everyone for your understanding," Su Yuanshan said, bowing deeply to the crowd.
The audience was slightly stunned, then erupted in thunderous applause.
...
Tian Yaoming wasn't good with words in front of a large crowd. Following Li Mingliu's example from last year, he gave brief thanks and then raised the keys to a Santana car, jokingly inviting everyone to catch a ride, before stepping off the stage.
Immediately afterward, Chen Jing resumed hosting and announced the year-end bonuses.
When everyone learned that they would each receive a minimum bonus equivalent to four months' salary, the entire stadium exploded in excitement!
Yuanxin's salaries were already high. A very ordinary university graduate, once past the internship period, could easily earn more than 2,000 yuan per month.
Let alone the veteran staff— even if their P-rank hadn't increased, annual salary adjustments meant their monthly income was easily four to five thousand yuan.
And that's not even counting Yuanxin's generous benefits.
In fact, in the provincial capital, there was already a popular saying: "It's better to sweep floors at Yuanxin than to hold a lifetime government job"—even janitors at Yuanxin earned six hundred yuan a month!
Once the cheering subsided a little, Chen Jing, smiling brightly, announced, "Next, we'll have performances. After the performances, we'll enter the red envelope segment. Today, through various activities, we will distribute a total of one million yuan in cash red envelopes."
"Wishing everyone good luck and endless joy!"
The audience responded with a tsunami of cheers and applause.
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...
"Today is a day without organization and discipline," Su Yuanshan said as he sat at the center of the cafeteria's first floor, firmly rejecting everyone's suggestion that he should go on a round toasting tour representing the board.
What a joke—three floors packed with nearly six thousand people!
To ensure that dinner could be served on time by 5:30 PM and that thousands of people could eat and drink properly, the logistics department was the only team that hadn't attended the annual meeting today—especially the cooks and cafeteria workers.
But Su Xinghe hadn't forgotten them either. Before dinner, he personally distributed red envelopes to each worker—all thick bundles of 100-yuan bills.
Watching his father move toward the second floor surrounded by his students, Su Yuanshan smiled and shook his head: "Feels like my dad's getting married or something. I wonder what he was like when he married my mom."
"Pfft..." Chen Jing couldn't hold back her laughter.
Tonight she was drinking champagne, and although it was low in alcohol content, after receiving so many toasts, she had already made a trip to the restroom and her cheeks were flushed.
Honestly, everyone at the table was slightly tipsy.
"If there were this many people at a wedding, you'd be exhausted even drinking water," Sun Xihui, who had been married once, laughed.
"Yeah, just the toasting would kill you—you'd have to toast until the next century," Chen Jing agreed, nodding.
Tian Yaoming, seated nearby, laughed and said, "Let's do some math—six thousand people, six hundred tables. Assuming three meters between tables and ideally toasting two rows per three meters..."
"Nine hundred meters," Xi Xiaoding immediately calculated. "But if you factor in weaving between tables..."
He estimated visually, "It would double—about 1,800 meters."
"You can't walk that far," Su Yuanshan said casually. "Senior Brother, you've never been married—you don't know. At Chinese banquets, the tables are placed very close together. You only move maybe one-third of the distance."
Xi Xiaoding froze, then asked, "You've been married?"
Su Yuanshan gave him a resentful look.
Xi Xiaoding slapped his forehead, realizing he had asked something stupid.
"We're overcomplicating it—if no one gets drunk and delays things, it'd take about ten hours," Tian Yaoming laughed. "Actually, the walking isn't the problem. The real issue is saying congratulations, introducing relatives and friends—that eats up the time."
"I once timed it at a wedding—one minute per table was the absolute fastest."
"Probably longer than that," Su Yuanshan said. "You have to allow for delays."
Chen Jing sighed, "You guys..."
Sun Xihui shook her head and sighed, looking at this group of older single folks: "No wonder you're all still single."
Everyone: "..."
At this point, Su Yuanshan glanced at his watch—it was already 6:50 PM.
Not far away, Wan Yongliang was walking toward them quickly.
Su Yuanshan nodded at Tian Yaoming, nudged Chen Jing, and said to Xi Xiaoding and Sun Xihui, "Senior Brother, Sister Sun, I'll leave this place to you."
Both of them nodded. "Okay."
"Oh, and you can turn on the TV—let everyone enjoy themselves."
...
Su Yuanshan, Chen Jing, Tian Yaoming, and Wan Yongliang quickly left the cafeteria and headed toward the administrative building.
The four of them were going to find a quiet place to watch today's Xinwen Lianbo news broadcast.
The leadership's visit to Yuanxin yesterday had been like a beacon of hope during a cold winter.
But where exactly that warmth would fall was still unknown.
—And right now, the department most in need of "warmth" at Yuanxin was the mobile phone division.
They greeted the security guards on duty in front of the administrative building and entered the first-floor reception room, immediately turning on the television.
As the familiar opening music of Xinwen Lianbo played, the broadcast officially began.
"Perfect timing," Su Yuanshan said as he put down the remote and grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds from his down jacket pocket. "Anyone want some seeds?"
Tian Yaoming and Wan Yongliang both smiled and shook their heads, keeping their eyes glued to the TV.
Chen Jing, smiling, reached out her hand.
At that moment, the host began reading the headlines.
"Good evening, everyone. Tonight's main news topics are:"
"Technology drives development; reforms set a new trend. Comrade GWY visited and offered greetings to Yuanxin Technology, a leading private high-tech enterprise in our country..."
Hearing the male host read out the very first headline, Wan Yongliang and Tian Yaoming clapped their hands together!
At the same time, Yuanxin's cafeteria erupted in applause.
"Beautiful!"
"Front page!"
Su Yuanshan let out a deep breath and exchanged a smile with Chen Jing.
"Stay calm," Su Yuanshan said, steadying himself. "Let's see if the mobile phone appears on camera."
During the leader's visit to Yuanxin yesterday, besides spending the most time at the lithography machine R&D center, the second-longest stay was at the temporary exhibition hall set up by Yuanxin.
There, the heads of various R&D departments had heavily showcased Yuanxin's upcoming products, especially mobile phones. Su Yuanshan had practically wanted to hang a phone around the camera's lens to make sure it got on screen.
"It'll definitely be there," Chen Jing said as she popped a sunflower seed into her mouth but forgot to crack it, staring intently at the screen.
"Main thing is whether there's a close-up," said Wan Yongliang behind them, equally focused.
Su Yuanshan stepped back slightly and waited quietly for the main segment to start.
As the news transitioned from the headlines to the body, the screen showed the leadership shaking hands—but Su Yuanshan's own image was cut out.
He didn't care at all.
The voiceover began:
"...Yuanxin is one of the leading high-tech enterprises in our country. In the past few years, it has produced several world-leading products and filled domestic gaps."
"At the same time, they actively pursue international cooperation around the globe..."
The footage shifted to the exhibition hall.
"In Yuanxin's exhibition hall, heads of various R&D departments introduced their latest excellent products to the leadership... including mobile communication devices and chips..."
The camera lingered for three seconds on the leader holding and examining a mobile phone!
"YES!"
Su Yuanshan threw his sunflower seeds into the air!
He opened his arms toward Chen Jing. Chen Jing froze for a second, then chuckled and hugged him.
"No wonder the leader is so understanding—it's like he reads my mind!" Su Yuanshan said, letting go and laughing heartily.
Yesterday during dinner, while chatting casually, Su Yuanshan had mentioned that the mobile phone department was feeling pressure about upcoming competition with Motorola and Siemens and joked that the marketing team could put on a dance performance for the leader.
"You really think the leader cares about such little things?" Chen Jing laughed.
"It's different," Su Yuanshan said, his eyes glued to the news. "Didn't you notice? This news piece is practically a propaganda video for Yuanxin—even our own people couldn't have edited it this well."
Turning to Wan Yongliang, he teased, "Old Wan, did you guys slip the editors a little something?"
"Boss Shan, don't wrong us!" Wan Yongliang said, laughing and crying at once. "We wouldn't dare. It's just year-end—of course the country wants to showcase achievements. Yuanxin should've been on the news last year already..."
"True, it should've been last year. But this year's big gift is simply perfect!" Su Yuanshan laughed again. "Whether or not the leader admits it, I'm treating this as his gift to us!"
"Old Wan, are you confident now?"
Wan Yongliang grinned: "A phone handled by the top leader—if this doesn't go viral, then heaven must be broken!"
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