When he woke up, Jiang Rui, the HR director of a state-owned enterprise, turned into a flower of the Red Star Textile Factory in the 1980s. The good news: She is young and beautiful, her parents are both employed, and she belongs to an "iron rice bowl" family that everyone in the factory envies. Bad news: She, the HR director, knows it all with her fingers. Ten years from now, not even a rust will be left in the Red Star Factory, and the whole family will have to face the iron fist of the era of "layoff and re-employment." Jiang Rui tried to reassure her parents: "Dad, Mom, it seems that our factory is not very efficient. How about we look for a different way out?" Her mother slapped her on the back: "What nonsense are you talking about! The factory is our home!" His father pushed up his glasses and said seriously: "Xiao Rui, don't listen to the nonsense of those self-employed people outside. The right way is to serve the country well." Looking at the slogan "Take the factory as our home, selfless dedication" on the wall of his home, and then looking at the prickly "Chen Liang" shirt on his body, Jiang Rui's eyes darkened. Yes, parents can't help this generation. A mobilization meeting for technological innovation was held in the factory. The leaders were full of enthusiasm and the workers were excited. Jiang Rui raised her hand silently: "Director, I think we can try to optimize the production process and introduce performance appraisal..." Everyone: "???" The old antique director regarded her as a typical example of improper thinking and punished her to clean the warehouse for a week. Okay, it's better to rely on yourself than to rely on others. While the co-workers were still fighting for the dime bonus, Jiang Rui rode her "28 big bumper" and secretly ran to the south to wholesale a bunch of bell-bottom pants and toad glasses. While everyone was still listening to the model opera,
