Chapter 2256: Class Solidification

The so-called sweet trouble probably describes Zhao Fusheng's mood at the moment.

Other bosses worry that their subordinates aren't working hard enough, but Zhao Fusheng worries that his subordinates work too hard.

After seeing off Dong Guoxiang, Zhou Nianzu finished handling other matters and came before Zhao Fusheng.

"All taken care of?"

Zhao Fusheng asked Zhou Nianzu.

"Don't worry, those who needed rest, I've sent them back to rest."

Zhou Nianzu quickly replied.

He naturally understood Zhao Fusheng's meaning—the boss was afraid these people might have problems.

"Like this, from now on, overtime pay should be increased a bit."

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and instructed Zhou Nianzu: "Also, pay attention to their health; it's best to arrange a physical examination for them every so often."

"Okay, no problem."

Zhou Nianzu nodded repeatedly.

He knew very well that Zhao Fusheng's request was not wrong.

After all, the profession of programmer is, to put it bluntly, that of a shut-in.

Facing the computer all day, busy from morning till night, with hardly any time to exercise, their health naturally isn't as good as those who exercise regularly.

So regularly giving them check-ups, in Zhou Nianzu's view, is actually a good thing.

Of course, he didn't know that Zhao Fusheng's considerations were actually more comprehensive.

In Zhao Fusheng's view, if they didn't pay attention to these people's physical safety, once an accident broke out, it would be a devastating blow to Future Group's reputation.

After all, with the development of the internet, information spreads faster and faster. Often, a news story might just break, and before the parties involved can clarify, certain people with ulterior motives deliberately steer public opinion.

If it really comes to that, there won't even be a chance to clarify.

Zhao Fusheng knew all too well the nature of those self-media and so-called public intellectuals—eating from both sides, the typical face of a petty person.

For these people, feasting on human blood is effortless and without any sense of guilt.

Perhaps in their view, as long as there is profit to be made, as long as they can gain benefits, what they say doesn't really matter.

What matters is what kind of returns their words can bring them.

You know, a self-media article with a hundred thousand reads can be worth tens of thousands or even more.

It's often said that money moves people's hearts; the ancestors were not wrong about that.

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After listening to Zhou Nianzu's report, Zhao Fusheng left Future Technology.

Originally, he had planned to hear Dong Guoxiang's report on the project's progress, but that guy told him the project was almost complete but still needed testing.

Zhao Fusheng didn't mind that, but he also abandoned the idea of demanding a finished product from Future Technology right now.

The timing wasn't right; everything wasn't mature enough.

On the way out, Zhao Fusheng looked at the scenery outside the window and remained silent for a long time.

Seeing the expression on Zhao Fusheng's face, Liu Yiming didn't know what to say.

There was no helping it; the people around the chairman could never understand his thoughts. It was said that only the chairman's wife could occasionally figure out what he was thinking; the rest of the people around the chairman could never guess his ideas.

Even his two predecessors, Zhang Qian and Wu Sijie, were the same.

After a long while, Zhao Fusheng came back to his senses, glanced at the somewhat stiff atmosphere in the car, and chuckled: "What, scared by me?"

"No, no."

Liu Yiming quickly shook his head: "You were thinking, so I didn't dare disturb you."

"Wasn't thinking about much."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and shook his head, then said to Liu Yiming: "By the way, have you gotten your capital city household registration?"

"Ah, I've already got it."

Liu Yiming nodded: "You know, this capital city household registration, will it be very useful for children and such in the future?"

"Yes."

Zhao Fusheng sighed first after hearing his question, then said: "Although I'm reluctant to admit it, I still have to say that children with capital city household registration are born with a higher starting point than children from many other regions. At the very least, for a university you need six hundred points to get into, students here in the capital can get in with just over four hundred points. What do you think this gap means?"

Liu Yiming was stunned, then his face turned grim.

He wasn't someone who knew nothing; the more knowledgeable a person, the clearer they understood what Zhao Fusheng's words really meant.

"Chairman..."

After a long while, Liu Yiming looked at Zhao Fusheng.

Then he saw Zhao Fusheng gently shake his head: "Don't look at me, I can't do anything about this either; it's not something I can decide."

He meant what he said. The issue of college entrance exam disparities involves too many vested interests. Not to mention anything else, just the local examinees and their parents alone would never give up this benefit.

To put it bluntly, this is a manifestation of class solidification.

What is class solidification?

Zhao Fusheng defined class solidification as a specific artificial arrangement in the channels of social mobility.

In simpler terms, it is an arrangement where privileged individuals and groups in society construct barriers that prevent discriminated individuals and groups from moving upward in social status.

Mainly, it uses familial ascriptive factors combined with other acquired factors like education to relatively stably obtain better social positions, thereby causing social mobility to gradually slow down, classes to become static internally, classes to become fixed between each other, and cross-class mobility to become increasingly difficult due to various barriers, especially moving from the lower to the upper strata of society.

The most obvious examples are the rich getting richer and the poor getting poorer.

As the saying goes, like father, like son; the son of a mouse digs holes.

Those at the top of the class consider all this natural, while those at the bottom struggle hard but find it difficult to achieve their goals, leading to widespread anxiety and insecurity.

Social capital becomes the stepping stone for people to seek their own private interests.

It sounds funny, but this is indeed the general trend of development in society today.

It's hard for children from humble families to become nobles.

This phrase reveals not only bitterness but also helplessness.

Because the channels for upward mobility are locked, you, born into a poor rural family, struggle hard for more than ten years, just hoping that one day you can have a meal with your classmate from a wealthy urban family at some upscale restaurant without worrying about being short of money.

But unfortunately, that is a life they have had since childhood, with no expectation at all.

"To be honest, I suddenly feel really down."

After listening to Zhao Fusheng's words, Liu Yiming smiled bitterly.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Me too. You know, this is reality, a reality we have to accept..."

After saying this, both fell silent.