The leaden gray clouds hang low, bringing a rare coolness to the scorching summer.
Today, at the Fufeng County cement factory site, thousands of laborers, craftsmen, and newly joined tens of thousands of migrants all gathered in the open space of the newly built pig farm, with various noises betraying their undeniable excitement.
Zhao Zun stands on a temporary pinewood stage, fingers gently tapping the account book in his hand.
Next to him, Han Lei is leaning forward and whispering with Hua Tianyou, her goose-yellow dress lightly swaying in the wind.
The trusted aides led by Xiao Zhengfei stand in a line behind them, ensuring their safety.
In one corner of the stage are neatly stacked hundreds of sets of brand new bedding items, complete with sheets and quilts.
In the crowd below, several young craftsmen are on tiptoe, pointing to the blue-gray cement building cluster in the distance, their voices trembling with excitement.
