Carrying a Jurassic on me-Chapter 1292 - 633 Golden Rice Bowl_3

Thinking this way, he picked up the outdated old school mobile phone and stood up, "Everyone keep drinking, I need to go report something to the leaders."

Someone who didn’t hear very clearly couldn’t help but ask again, "What’s the matter, Director Yao, that you won’t even drink your wine?"

Director Yao replied with a calm smile, "Nothing much, just a small matter. Our place has a cattle-breeding enterprise, Cow Flower Company, right? Just now, President Yan of the company called me, wanting twenty catties of gold to have something custom made."

When he said this, he felt a surge of comfort throughout his body, especially sensing the gazes of the people around him. It made the wine he had drunk feel like ambrosia, invigorating him from head to toe, through every single pore — back in the day, because he was from a place like Sancha River Township, whether he came for meetings or meals, he would always find the most secluded corner, dreading that someone would ask how business was going over there. It had only started to improve over the last couple of years.

But now, with just one sentence, he felt so exhilarated that all those past experiences seemed like clouds passing by, scattered by the wind...

Yan Fei also was in a good mood. After hanging up the phone, he boastfully said to the stunned men and women, young and old around him, "How about my idea? We have to compare ourselves with those ’iron rice bowl’ jobs. Let everyone know that an ’iron rice bowl’ is not such a big deal after all. We hand out gold rice bowls, tangible and visible, a rice bowl of gold you can stash under your quilt and gaze at every day!"

"That’s brilliant, truly brilliant..." After a long silence, Xiaohei could only say such a line. The others still didn’t know what to say!

Yan Fei threw some cold water on them, "Don’t get too excited, not everyone will get a gold rice bowl, only those who perform exceptionally well will get one. Commemorative coins, though, we could hand out more of those. As long as you’re a full-time employee, and have been in the job for... one year... no, half a year. The few of you who just came in shouldn’t lose heart, there will be more next year, and no one will be left out."

This attempt to dampen spirits wasn’t very effective. If those who have been there for more than half a year could get it, that meant that except for the five recently retired soldiers and those who arrived a bit earlier, Cui Zhangfei and Hou Dayong, basically everyone would have a share — of course, this also excluded that batch from the Meat Processing Factory.

The reason Yan Fei changed from ’one year or more’ to ’half a year or more’ was actually to accommodate two people, one was the old station head of the veterinary station, and the other was Liu JinXue.

These two were skilled workers; one with old qualifications and rich experience, and the other highly educated and genuinely capable. They had to be taken care of.

Zhang Hui jumped up, "I have one too, haha, I have one too! Boss, how many grams of gold coin will you mint?"

This guy had always been working part-time, unwilling to give up his job at the veterinary station. Later, unable to resist the attraction of good welfare at the job, he had, with much difficulty and pressure from family and friends, taken unpaid leave to devote himself entirely to the job. Now seeing that gold coins were going to be distributed, he immediately felt his initial decision was wise.

Yan Fei smiled and said, "What are you so excited about, I haven’t decided yet! It won’t all be the same size, some big, some small! The big ones should at least be one or one and a half taels, and the small ones could just be about ten or eight grams. Brother Xiaohei, you guys don’t worry, you’ll definitely get yours next year."

Half a tael was about two thousand yuan — a substantial sum by current standards, almost as much as Zhang Hui’s half a year plus salary at the veterinary station. Even the smaller ones, if eight grams, had a value of five to six hundred yuan, not to mention the extra welfare benefit — who could be dissatisfied?

Hearing that even the smallest would be ten or eight grams, those who joined later immediately became envious, wishing they were the older employees.

Especially Xiaohei, who could have joined earlier, was just too proud to admit it. Now, having missed it by a few months, he felt a great loss! But Yan Fei was right, there was no hurry. The business was thriving and growing rapidly, and it was bound to be available sooner or later.

While everyone else was secretly envious, Lin Haihu shamelessly sidled over, "Cousin, I joined last year..."

"Step aside for now and focus on your own work. If you don’t hurry up and maintain your top score in class, the job won’t be yours to have anymore!" Yan Fei didn’t give him any face.

Being top of the class was obviously sarcasm; he was more likely to be at the bottom.

Lin Haihu’s high school slot was obtained through Yan Fei’s intervention, and Yan Fei was enraged by his plummeting grades, never expecting such a rapid decline. Moreover, the reason for the decline was largely due to Yan Fei himself — aside from his lack of interest in studies, Lin Haihu felt that with his cousin as the big boss, he didn’t have to worry about work or money, so studying seemed irrelevant.

So now, Yan Fei dared not show any favor to him, fearing that he would aspire to be first in the entire grade — from the bottom!

Lin Haihu rolled his eyes and sulked with his bowl to the kitchen, returning to the office still displeased. He probably wouldn’t be disturbed at this time, so his mood swiftly brightened. He picked up the phone and dialed, "Hello, Journalist Zhang? This is Lin Haihu from Sancha River Township. I have some news to share with you..."

Of course, he wasn’t going to offer the information for free; they had to negotiate a price first. Unfortunately, Zhang Kun remembered Yan Fei’s unreliable cousin; last time, he had nearly been pegged by his superiors as politically insensitive. So, this time Zhang Kun dared not quote a reckless price and insisted on hearing the offer first.

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