Zhang Feng traveled lightweight this time, only allowing a driver with ten years of experience in an armored vehicle to drive a small car and bring him to the entrance of the Third Hospital.
Before getting out, Zhang Feng saw the hustle and bustle inside the hospital.
Streetcars were parked everywhere at the entrance.
"You can go back now."
Zhang Feng glanced around and instructed the driver to leave.
Getting out of the car.
Zhang Feng surveyed the area and saw that many people were holding human testing report bags, chatting about testing matters.
"Today’s number is mine..."
"Queued for a long time this morning..."
"You know? My company boss said in the group chat that whoever’s number is called can take that day off..."
"Huh? Is that how you guys do it? Not us, our company arranges a unified testing day."
"Our group is better, we’ve already placed an order for equipment to be installed in the company. But now, many factories have full orders, and we don’t know when we can enjoy the convenience."
"At least you have hope, but we still have to keep drawing numbers..."
Many people were discussing the testing matters.
Listening to their conversation, testing is currently done by a lottery system.
Although Zhang Feng is the overall person in charge, he isn’t very clear about these matters.
’The lottery is trendy, but seeing so many people, it’s really hard to manage.’
Zhang Feng pondered for a few moments, feeling that it was necessary for certain official factories to speed up the production of testing equipment.
Otherwise, everyone drawing numbers is indeed a waste of time.
But specific situations still need to be inquired about.
Thinking in his mind.
Zhang Feng took a mask out of his pocket, wore it, and approached several young adults who were chatting idly,
"Hey guys, can I ask something?"
Zhang Feng asked, but the group didn’t respond.
Because of Zhang Feng’s masked appearance, though not conspicuous in the hospital, combined with the hat and sunglasses, left these youths a bit bewildered.
As for the training clothing Zhang Feng was currently wearing, it wasn’t particularly unusual since several passersby were also wearing them.
’Why is he dressed so discreetly? Is he a celebrity?’
Their speculation lasted two or three seconds before one young man in a white shirt curiously asked, "What is it?"
"Isn’t the lottery inconvenient?" Zhang Feng asked with a smile, "I just heard you talk about company arrangements, does it affect your work a lot?
Or does your company not have a proper plan and it’s difficult to arrange?"
Zhang Feng wanted to know the specifics, to see if the lottery method was causing resistance in many enterprises.
After all, people still need to live, we can’t let a test disrupt everyone’s daily routines.
Although Zhang Feng knows many want to train, it should be balanced.
Aren’t things always discussed out?
Zhang Feng, these ordinary people are all working folk, very relatable, so he wants to understand the real living conditions of big data martial arts from regular people like himself.
Instead of just saying one word at the base, and then doing the work.
"Are you a journalist?" Suddenly another person asked, and then pulled the young man in the white shirt aside, preventing him from answering.
To avoid Zhang Feng from releasing a news piece saying their company opposes the policy, which could lead to big trouble.
"It’s nothing really." But the young man in the white shirt loved to talk, and truthfully stated, "The company arranged it, giving us leave.
For example, I was originally off on Sunday, but my lottery time was Tuesday.
So, the company adjusted it and let me have Tuesday off."
The young man in the white shirt said while scratching his head, "Even if they didn’t give me a day off, as long as they let me have time to test, and test before returning, I’d be willing. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel★fire.net
Because our company offers a monthly fitness incentive of five hundred yuan, encouraging us to go exercise."
’There’s a bonus too?’ Zhang Feng heard this and thought it was nice, it seems many companies are still supportive.
"Right, right!" the other two young men responded:
"We also have a subsidy."
"My subsidy is eight hundred."
They each replied one after the other.
The young man who stopped others from speaking, seeing they were talking, remained silent.
Meanwhile, the talkative young man in the white shirt asked Zhang Feng, "Do you know the recess exercises from school?"
"Of course, I know that." Zhang Feng took out a cigarette from his pocket, intending to offer a few to these fellows.
But once he took the cigarette out, it was in a large red package with only one extravagant character ’Xia’.
Seeing that it was too conspicuous, Zhang Feng put it back.
’What? Special supply?’ The young man who stopped others saw it, he had seen it in a group.
It was a young master showing off his grandfather’s cigarettes.
He heard his grandfather was a prominent figure in the province.
The young man in the white shirt, however, didn’t notice the cigarettes and continued speaking: "Our company now holds meetings where key points are discussed, the rest of the time a ’lecturer’ leads us in exercises.
This lecturer is a part-time student from the city’s martial arts center.
A small number of companies are starting this, I wonder if our company wants to train us to become image ambassadors?
Especially official workplaces, the lecturers they invite are from official martial arts centers!
And then I thought, this image ambassador concept might seem small!
Isn’t this perhaps... a nationwide mobilization?"
The young man in the white shirt loves talking and often brings discussions right to key topics.
"Stop talking, stop talking!" The young man who had pulled the others aside and interrupted his friend when talking about national affairs, directly stopped him here, pulling him aside and whispering:
"We usually comment on national affairs, but now with this person here, he might be an important official! Be careful of causing trouble with your words!"