Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Last month, employees only worked 23 days, so no one expected to get paid in full.

When everyone heard Zeng Wangcai say that they would pay full salaries, they cheered.

"Quiet!" Zeng Wangcai pressed his finger to quiet the place down again. "Let me talk about the salary again. Originally everyone was supposed to work eight hours, but since the opening, business has been so good, everyone's working hours have almost reached twelve hours a day, so there is an additional overtime pay."

"Overtime pay?"

“And overtime pay?”

"Brother Cai, you are not Brother Cai, you are the God of Wealth..."

Some employees excitedly changed their names on the spot and worshipped Zeng Wangcai as the God of Wealth.

God has pity on them. Something that was not popular in later generations was popularized here by Zeng Wangcai. How could they possibly remain calm?

Not only them, Linghua's subordinates were also nervous. Among them, those who came earlier began to regret, while those who came later were full of envy.

Why do we have to talk about Linghua's subordinates? This has to start with Zeng Wangcai's control over Temple Street.

Zeng Wangcai wants to open a store in Temple Street, so he naturally has to make deals with both the black and white worlds. The police station is easy to deal with, and he unexpectedly meets Ah Shui. Because of Ah Mei's relationship, Ah Shui naturally won't make things difficult for Zeng Wangcai.

But this was not enough. Zeng Wangcai got to know the inspector of Yau Ma Tei through Ah Shui and opened up this connection. With the help of Zhuang Hui, the district inspector, there were basically no problems in the white world.

The rest is the underworld.

If Xi Gou Pan, a subordinate of Che Zai Xia, were to control Temple Street, there is no doubt that this store would be difficult to run.

Therefore, even if it was not for the delicate relationship between Xiaobao and Linghua, Zeng Wangcai would still help Linghua expand her sect.

Now, in just two months, Xigoupan's men have not yet fully recovered, but Linghua's subordinates have grown to more than twice as many as before, more than 200 people.

Among these more than 200 people, more than 30 of them work in grocery stores, so Zeng Wangcai solved the salary problems of more than 30 people in disguised form of pocket money.

But that’s not enough, Zeng Wangcai wants to closely connect Linghua’s younger brothers with the grocery store.

"But, there will be no such thing as overtime in the future!" Zeng Wangcai waved to Linghua, asked Linghua to come over and said loudly, "From now on, the grocery store will be divided into two shifts, each with 40 people, and each shift will work for eight hours... Linghua, please go down and ask the brothers if there are any brothers who are willing to come to work in the grocery store."

"Yes, I do!"

"I would like to..."

More than 200 young men were excited at once, rushing forward and raising their hands to apply for the positions.

Seeing this scene, Linghua felt very complicated... Why did her little brother have such a strong sense of class?

She didn't mind her younger brother working, and she didn't mind him working in a grocery store even more.

To be precise, she actually hoped that her younger brothers could make money in the grocery store. She had no choice but to take this path, otherwise she would not have persuaded Zeng Wangcai and Xiaobao not to go down this path.

How great it is to have a job and get paid!

"Okay, everyone, stop fighting!" Zeng Wangcai said again, "Everyone has a chance and can come to work in the grocery store. Our people are replaced every three months..."

In addition to the two-shift system, Zeng Wangcai also came up with a rotation system.

The people working in the grocery store are replaced every three months. When the three months are up, you step down and someone else takes over. Then when it's your turn next time, you come back to work. This way, all the younger brothers can be guaranteed to have classes.

When hearing about this system, some people were happy while others were sad.

Those who are not in the class are happy, and those who are in the class are worried.

But soon they no longer had to worry because Zeng Wangcai offered them a high salary - 600 a month.

What does it mean to earn 600 a month now?

They earn much more than middle-level white-collar workers. In this way, no one can complain. After all, if they take it out individually, even if they can find a job, they can only earn three hundred yuan a month at most.

The salaries began to be distributed. Xie An took the roster and read out the names. One name was called and another came up. Then Xiao Bao handed out the money and asked them to sign.

During this process, Zeng Wangcai discovered a problem, that is... there were too few people who could write, and many people relied on fingerprints!

This won’t work. How can you run a grocery store without any education?

"Let me say one more thing!" Zeng Wangcai spoke again, "Next month, when the salary is paid, everyone must sign, and fingerprints are not allowed. Also, those who can write will be given priority. In the future, a cultural subject will be added to the employee assessment. Those who know more characters will be rewarded, and those who know fewer characters will be punished. Those who fail repeatedly will no longer be hired!"

"what?"

“Do you need to learn to read?”

"It's so difficult. If I could get through school, I would become a doctor."

"You are so stupid. Is it good to be a doctor? Do doctors earn more than we do now?"

"That's right..."

So, Zeng Wangcai turned from the God of Wealth into the Star of Literature in a second.

These gangsters thought to themselves, it was agreed that there was no barrier to entry into the gang, as long as one was loyal, but now they even have to take an exam on how to read... Our company really has a future!

Amid the bustle, Zeng Wangcai saw Zhuang Hui leading a young man who was probably less than 30 years old and walking slowly towards them.

"Brother Hui!" Zeng Wangcai waved and greeted him, and at the same time instructed Xiaobao and the others to distribute the salaries.

"Brother Cai!" Zhuang Hui was in plain clothes and off duty. Unlike before, he changed the way he addressed Zeng Wangcai. He pointed at the young man next to him and said, "Let me introduce you. This is Boss Bao from the Bao An faction... This is Brother Cai. Boss Bao, I found the person you were looking for..."

Zhuang Hui is the district inspector and has Li Le's protection, so he holds a high position.

When he met Zeng Wangcai before, he was very polite to Zeng Wangcai for the sake of his sister and business, but nothing else.

Things are different now. Zeng Wangcai’s grocery store is making a lot of money and he also controls the lifeline of his own cosmetics store, so he must clear up the heat.

Speaking of the hottest thing in Jiangdao's upper-middle class society recently, it has to be Ajuan's cosmetics store.

In Victoria Harbour, buying a set of cosmetics and skin care products has become a fashionable symbol for many women. This is when the beauty salon on the second floor has not been developed. If the beauty salon is developed, Zhuang Hui dare not imagine how much money his store will make.

He heard from his sister that Zeng Wangcai taught him about body beauty.

It just so happened that Zeng Wangcai just opened his business, so the teaching was put on hold. Now someone was asking about Zeng Wangcai, so Zhuang Hui asked him to come over and check Zeng Wangcai's schedule.

"Hello, Mr. Bao!" Zeng Wangcai took the initiative to extend his hand.

"Hey, Brother Cai, don't call me sir, it's too distant!" After shaking hands, Bao Anpai said in a familiar manner, "I need Brother Cai's help with something!"

"Haha, then I'll call you... Apai!" Zeng Wangcai saw that Bao Anpai was dressed unusually, was very cheerful, had a sincere smile, and had clear eyes, so he took the opportunity to recognize this new friend he had just met, "Since we are no longer strangers, there is nothing to ask for. If you have anything to ask, just tell me... By the way, don't stand here and talk, let's go upstairs!"

"Okay, let's go upstairs!" Bao Anpai followed Zeng Wangcai and grinned, "I came here for your Mercedes. I heard that your Mercedes is unusual. To be honest, I like cars and I don't like the boat at home..."

I like cars but not my family's boat, and my last name is Bao...