Return to 1983 and be a detective

When they heard that the pickle factory was going to be named, everyone started thinking about it seriously.

But no one has a clue.

Things like naming are usually decided by the boss, but Xu Shan has difficulty naming, and he can't come up with a good name.

Several people thought about it for a while, but in the end no one had any clue, so they had to give up for the time being.

After leaving the township enterprise office, Zhitang Nai took Xu Shan to see the pickle factory. After all, he spent a lot of money to buy it, and the factory had to be handed over to Xu Shan completely.

As soon as I arrived in front of the factory gate, I saw a lot of people gathered under the old willow tree. As soon as these guys saw Shidou Nai appear, they surrounded him. The leader was a man in rags and half-clothed clothes. There is no light in the eyes of middle-aged people. They are the very few people in this era who have no light in their eyes.

"Director, will our wages be paid yet? We are all waiting for the money to celebrate the New Year." said the middle-aged man.

Zhidang Nai frowned slightly, but still said: "The money problem has been solved. I will ask the accountant to figure it out for you. You can go to the Township Enterprise Office to collect it in two days."

I thought they would disperse after hearing this.

But the middle-aged man in ragged clothes sneered: "Director, you have said this several times before, but didn't you still not pay us in the end? This time we don't believe you, today. You have to get the money. Don’t try to fool us, otherwise we won’t agree.”

After he finished speaking, he came over to drag Shidou Nai away.

Xu Shanxin said that it is really strange to encounter such a wage begging scene in this era.

He stood in front of Zhidang Nai and said to those people: "Didn't the branch director tell you that the money has already been handled by the township enterprise, and I will go to the investigation office to collect the money in two days."

The middle-aged man glanced at Xu Shan: "What do you do? Do you want to take care of the affairs in our factory?"

"I am the new boss of this factory. Now that I have bought this factory, your wages are all paid. As long as it is calculated through accounting, it will be what it is, and you will not lose a penny."

When they heard that Xu Shan had bought the factory, the other wage earners breathed a sigh of relief. If the factory was sold, their money would definitely be paid.Only the middle-aged man in ragged clothes was slightly stunned, with a look of astonishment on his face, and then he shouted: "It's fake, it must be fake, otherwise why didn't we hear the news?"

"If it's true or not, wouldn't you know if you go to the township enterprise office and ask? Then just wait to receive the money to celebrate the New Year. Anyway, if you are making trouble here now, you won't get the money."

These workers in the pickle factory didn't do much work originally, so they came to beg for money. In fact, they felt a little guilty. Now when they heard what Xu Shan said, they couldn't help but disperse. Only the middle-aged man in rags was left, and he wanted to do it again. I persisted for a while, but finally retreated in frustration.

After he left, Xu Shan asked the embarrassed Zhidang Nai: "Uncle, what is the name of this rag?"

"His surname is also Zhi, and his name is Zhi Weiwei. He is one of my nephews. Alas, this guy doesn't learn well. He usually spends money gambling, drinking, and dawdling in the factory instead of working. Alas, it's all... I’m used to it.”

"Uncle, I'm not telling you, you need to change your ideas. From now on, our pickle factory can't keep such idle people."

"I know it too, that's why I don't want to take care of people anymore. As for this Zhi Weiwei, you have to pay attention to him. He probably doesn't have any good intentions."

Xu Shan had a very good eye for seeing people. Just now he saw something strange in Zhi Weiwei's eyes. He probably had something hidden in his heart, but he didn't think this guy could cause any trouble.

After entering the factory gate and entering the factory, Xu Shan carefully inspected the pickle factory.

I have to say that this pickle factory is really not worth 3 yuan. It looks dilapidated from the outside, but it is not much better inside. If it is just like this appearance and inside, let alone how delicious the pickled vegetables are, it is just for consumption. Seeing this kind of working environment, the reporter probably won’t be able to eat the delicious pickles.

"Uncle, your pickle factory only has a few pools and is worth a lot of money. From the outside, it looks a bit sorry for the price."

Chidona also scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Then how do you want to change it?"

Xu Shan pondered for a moment and said: "Changes are definitely necessary. Later, you ask me to come up with a plan to renovate the inside and outside of this factory."

"Ah, doesn't it cost money to renovate?"

"Uncle, we have money, so just spend it and don't save money for me. After all, we will sell pickles all over the country and abroad in the future. If it is in this environment, others will definitely not be able to eat it."

Although Zhidang Nai cares about money, he also understands simplicity, so he did not insist on Xu Shan anymore, but shook his head: "Just make sure our pickles are clean... Forget it, let my son take care of this matter anyway. That’s it.”

……

When Zhi Weiwei returned home, he took off the tattered clothes and put on the clean clothes he wore at home.

Then I washed my face, poured the wash water into the yard, and returned to the house. When I was putting the washbasin away, I was suddenly startled by a voice. I looked up and saw a man standing in the shadows. inside.

This man was of medium build, dressed rather ordinary, and seemed to have no presence.

However, Zhi Weiwei felt as if he had seen a ghost, and was so frightened that he trembled all over: "Master Jiu, why are you here?"

"Why haven't you finished what you were asked to do? Mr. Lu is quite dissatisfied."

The voice of the man named Jiuye was cold and flat, but to Zhi Weiwei's ears, it sounded like the declaration of death.

In fact, he wasn't very familiar with Master Jiu, they just met him at a gambling game in the autumn.

At that time, Zhi Weiwei lost a lot of money, but he got a good hand. He had no money to play the cards, so he had to borrow money from everywhere, but everyone knew that he might not be able to pay back the money. Only Master Jiu did it without saying a word. I lent him the money.

In the end, the good hand was not better than the dealer's hand, and Zhi Weiwei owed Jiuye a lot of money.

As a result, Master Jiu didn't say anything. He only asked him to do one thing. As long as this thing was done well, the money he owed Master Jiu could be written off.

And what Master Jiu asked Zhi Weiwei to do was to make the pickle factory go bankrupt.

Originally, the Zhuangyuan Pickle Factory was half-dead. People worked here, and it was actually quite a place to escape from farm work. They could fish, chat and earn money here, so they didn’t care how much money they had.

As for whether they care about pickles or not, it is basically not a problem for them to consider.

So not long after, a dead mouse was found among a batch of pickles sent to a certain canteen. The dead mouse was so dehydrated that it looked similar to pickled cucumbers. If the cook in the canteen hadn't finally discovered that this dead mouse The dead rat might end up in the meal.

After this incident happened, the county health bureau came down to investigate and asked the pickle factory to make rectifications. As a result, the improvements became more and more complete. Soon after the corrections were completed, someone again ate snail shells in the pickles.

Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, and the business of Zhuangyuan Pickle Factory plummets.Originally, we could barely survive by relying on orders from the canteen. Now the canteen's business is completely unavailable, and the pickle factory is basically in the state of a yellow stall.

This made Chidou Nai very angry. He ran around trying to find business, but no restaurant was willing to do business with them anymore.

This resulted in the pickle factory being shut down.

But the pickle factory is closed, but the workers still have to be paid, and the one who caused the most trouble was Zhi Weiwei.

He took the lead in asking for wages from Shidou Nai and refused to accept any expedient conditions.

People in this era are quite simple. Naturally, they would not think that Weiwei is actually a traitor. He released these dead mice and snails. He is not really asking for any money, but to save the whole thing. The pickle factory was corrupted, allowing Master Jiu to easily obtain the factory.

If Wu Laoqi were here, he would surely be able to immediately realize that this method of setting up a yellow factory and then annexing it was exactly the same as Su Shuai's method of bringing down the towel factory, then splitting it up and selling it for money.

It's just that Wu Laoqi is not here, so the number one pickle factory can only go to death step by step.