I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 1039 - 1038: Don’t Cause Trouble During the New Year, Okay?
Jing Shu saw it, oh, her Electric Little Prince, huh? Looks like this guy has some ideas. Are you planning to use your electric power?
She nodded: "Of course you can, you could use plain speech recording, even if you have ideas."
After handling this matter, Jing Shu felt the future was bright and promising.
Just like that, busy as usual, we arrived at the new year of the apocalypse.
On New Year’s Eve, Jing Shu attended several factory parties, playing the role of a smiling mannequin for a while.
A few days ago, there was a huge debate about whether to work or have a day off, how wages would be calculated, and how benefits would be handled for this day.
After all, it’s New Year, but these factories can’t rest, whether it’s beer or cigarettes, they’re in high demand.
So, someone had a clever idea, no holiday for today!
Follow the regular work schedule, but in the afternoon, there’s a party, company performances, raffle activities, buffet, TV watching, etc.
Once these are done, everyone has to go back to work.
However, all employees were very satisfied, as this was paid rest for half a day, including meals, accommodation, and entertainment, plus holiday benefits.
The synthetic meat, the newly made starch sausages, were unlimited, every person received three Xuwen pineapples, washing powder, and each got a pack of cigarettes and a can of beer.
These gifts made them feel okay even staying up all night!
The finance and HR departments were satisfied, the benefits department was satisfied, everyone was satisfied.
So was Jing Shu.
The dining halls in several factories were decorated with red ribbons and Chinese knots, with "Happy New Year" posted everywhere, full of festive atmosphere.
On stage, there were saxophone performances, solos, and choirs, and everyone who participated received two factory buffet vouchers as a reward.
"Now, let’s invite President Jing to draw the raffle, the grand prize is ten kilos of soybeans!! The second prize is five kilos of rice!" Zhang Yicheng said excitedly.
Jing Shu, dressed in casual sportswear and wearing a baseball cap, went on stage and followed the procedure to draw five lucky winners, making the atmosphere lively.
Then, Zhang Yicheng lifted a huge red cloth to reveal the mountain of year-end factory prizes, neatly stacked cigarettes, washing powder, beer, and more—
He specifically had Jing Shu stand amidst the supplies, handing out items to a few employees, and then had the reporters take some photos.
By tomorrow, many headlines will feature pictures of President Jing generously comforting employees with their year-end gifts.
In the apocalypse, who else could have such a bold year-end prize?
Jing Shu’s work for the day was finally complete, she patted Zhang Yicheng: "I’ll leave this to you, make sure the employees, after eating and watching the Spring Festival Gala, pay attention to safety, be wary of people taking advantage or outside theft—"
She emphasized: "It’s New Year, don’t cause any trouble for me, okay?"
Zhang Yicheng immediately responded: "President Jing, don’t worry, during New Year, I won’t let you receive a single work call!!"
"Alright, after the New Year, I’ll give you a raise and a drumstick."
Jing Shu was sitting on Hulk, handling other factory matters, related to the Medicine Association, red worm factory, clothing factory, etc., rushing and rushing until she finally reached the dock, returning to her super mothership.
She was about to board the ship, but then stepped back a few paces, noticing a small boat tied behind the ship.
"What is this familiar feeling all about?"
As Jing Shu boarded the ship, the whole family was waiting for her.
"Hey girl, you’re not usually this busy, why just today?" Grandma Jing complained, but handed Jing Shu a big basin.
Jing Shu laughed cheekily: "Thanks, Grandma, have we started eating?"
Every year at 20:00, the Spring Festival Gala begins, and the whole family starts their reunion dinner, feasting while watching the gala, very lively.
It’s now 20:30.
"Not yet, just waiting for you, come on, Xiao Chu is here today too."
Oh—
Turns out Wu You’ai’s mentor, Chu Zhuohua, was also here, looks like even during New Year, he’d join the travel with them.
So, is the boat tied at the back his?
Third Aunt was back, the elder aunt and the whole family were here, she and Qiao Lian had their day off, not going to the factory today, but after dinner, they’d have to go back, since it’s New Year, and work starts again tomorrow!!
There’s a bit of regret as Uncle was away this year.
Around twenty people in the big living room, yet not crowded at all.
"Sorry to keep everyone waiting." Jing Shu raised her drink, apologizing first.
"It’s New Year, don’t mention such things."
The Jing Family’s reunion feast officially started.
And the entire ship began to slowly operate, though outside was pitch black, with countless rotten corpse insects writhing in the water, inside the ship was warm and lively, accompanied by laughter from the gala, the family was bustling—it’s really nice.
This year’s Spring Festival Gala featured several web influencers with the highest likes from the auditions, believe it or not, the cost was not only reduced by thousands of times, the fun increased by dozens of times.
No dull moments throughout.
Those sketches were super funny and witty, if bullet screen comments could be added, it’d be even more interesting.
Wu You’ai said, "This must be hosted by the post-zeros generation Spring Festival Gala. Finally, the Spring Gala is being played around."
