That year the flowers bloomed 1981

Jin Peng did not find Li Dayong because people in Li Dayong's dormitory said that he went to Beijing Aviation College to find his classmates again.

Li Ye muttered strangely: Going to find my classmates again? That means you went more than once? Why didn't you see that guy coming to see me?

Jin Peng chuckled and said, Why don't you find me? You have that young lady in your arms, so you don't want others to find a partner?

Li Ye immediately said with a straight face: Brother Peng, you can't make such a joke!

嘁~

Jin Peng glanced at Li Ye with disdain and did not expose his brother's hypocrisy.

They are all men, no one knows who! Thinking about his wife in his hometown, Jin Peng also misses her very much.

If Li Dayong is not here, then there is another person missing in this shareholders' meeting. Fortunately, the bear's mind is not on business. Anyway, his money is indispensable.

Seeing Jin Peng, Hao Jian, and Wang Jianqiang being called into the main room by Li Ye and closing the door for a meeting, Tan Min outside couldn't help but curl his lips.

He sneered at Wei Jiaxian and said, Have you seen this old guy rushing here to seek refuge impatiently? He's not even qualified to attend the meeting. What do you think you're trying to do?

Wei Jiaxian shut up and said nothing, but Old Song lowered his face and said: We have just joined the gang and have not made any achievements, so why should we be treated like someone who drinks blood wine and worships the master?

If you want people to look at you seriously, you have to show your ability and do something good. Look at that Ma Qianshan, who joined the gang earlier than me, isn't he also squatting outside?

Ma Qianshan seemed to have heard something. He glanced at Lao Song, turned his head back with disdain, and smoked leisurely.

Compare with me? I smoke Peony. What kind of level do you think you are as a dry cigarette smoker?

But soon, the door to the main room opened.

Old Song, come in.

Lao Song hurried in and squatted in the corner as usual.

Li Ye said: Come and sit down, let me tell you something.

Lao Song's heart moved and he came over and sat down.

He knew in his heart that this was about getting down to business.

Li Ye said to Lao Song: Let Hao Jian give you 50,000 yuan tomorrow. I don't care what you do, but can you do the accounting?

Lao Song immediately said: Yes, I have been doing accounting for more than ten years, and I can do a lot of calculations with two hands.

Li Ye nodded: Okay, the accounts must be clear, and you decide what you should take and what you should not take?

Old Song smiled and said: I understand the rules. If you break the rules, you will have to pay three swords and six holes. But I brought two people here. What do you think of the arrangement?

The three of you have a total basic salary of 500, I don't care how you divide it, Li Ye said: I will look at the accounts once in another quarter. If you do well, you will get a bonus. It starts at 1,000. If you don't do well, don't think about it.

Old Song smiled happily: It's reasonable, wages are wages, rewards are rewards, and the number one scholar is just.

Then that's it for today!

Li Ye stood up and said to Jin Peng and Hao Jian: You should do as I say as soon as possible. Keep your phone number, car, and house at hand. If you need anything, come to me at school.

Jin Peng and Hao Jian quickly agreed, especially Hao Jian.

Hao Jian just raised his own difficulties, which is considered the most important issue of this shareholders' meeting.

Guo Donglun handled the formalities for Hao Jian to be affiliated with the seventh branch of Pengcheng Garment Company, but he only handled official seal procedures, material planning, and land approval for Hao Jian.

The official seal procedure is just a leather bag procedure, and no one wants the land in Pengcheng at the moment. In fact, what Hao Jian lacks the most is workers, but they don't care.

Hao Jian hasn’t recruited workers yet!

Even if workers are recruited, training is still a problem. People lead new workers with the old, one group at a time, but there are no old workers in Hao Jian's factory. Who will lead the new workers?

Everything is difficult at the beginning, and only now did Hao Jian realize the difficulties of being a corporate leader.

The planned raw materials are being sent to the factory non-stop, and the funds are constantly flowing out. Even if Hao Jian has many heads and six arms, he can only produce some samples first, and normal production cannot be started.

But Li Ye gave him another idea just now, and he thought it was quite feasible.

Old Song sent Li Ye out like a dog, then came back proudly to Tan Min and Wei Jiaxian, and then told them their wages.

Wei Jiaxian gets two hundred a month, and Tan Min gets one hundred a month.

This level of salary is not low even in the provincial capital, let alone in the entire Qingshui County.

I'm telling you, what we're doing from now on is a big business, with cars and phones all provided.

Why am I a hundred?

What?

The proud old Song looked at Tan Min and didn't understand why this little kid's eyes suddenly turned red.

Tan Min grabbed Lao Song's collar and said angrily: You two bad guys get two hundred a month, why do I get a hundred a month? Is this even fair? I'm still a member of D.

Oh no~, you bastard really think I'm easy to bully?

Why is Lao Song the leader of the team? How can he let his subordinates show their authority?

So the old guy shook his legs and kicked Tan Min. He never thought that Tan Min was not so powerful just after he came off the battlefield. As a result, the two of them started fighting, and for a while they were inseparable.

Menghulu Wei Jiaxian said quietly: I'll give you the two hundred, and you can save it for your sister.

Tan Min immediately let go of Lao Song and angrily said to Wei Jiaxian: I'll leave you twenty pocket flowers, but if you dare to imitate this old guy, don't blame me for being rude and drinking flower wine. Pay me back.

Rich men become bad, this is what Tan Min's sister told him.

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At eight o'clock in the morning, we entered the garment factory.

Factory director Wang Dali held a tea cup and stood at the office window to look outside.

Outside the window is the only gate of the garment factory. No matter which worker arrives late or leaves early, he can't escape his eyes.

For half an hour, Wang Dali didn't move at all. He only drank the water in the tea cup.

Thirty-seven, last week there were still 21. We need to think of a way!

Wang Dali sat back at his desk with a sad look on his face.

The Yuejin Garment Factory sounds like a grand name, but it was actually a street-level factory built during a special period. It was composed of family members of employees and working women on the street. It later absorbed some of the unemployed youth and became a small collective enterprise.

After Wang Dali entered the factory, Yuejin Garment Factory was prosperous for a while. However, with the development of the times, the number of employees in the unit became more and more, but the production plan became less and less.

As one goes and the other goes, the efficiency of the garment factory naturally deteriorates. Not only has wages not increased for many years, but there are also problems with reimbursement of medical expenses for employees, so they rely entirely on loans to support themselves.

Originally! The factory is collective, and the loans are also collective. It is necessary to demolish the east wall to pay for the west wall. Wang Dali, the factory director, can also cope with the situation.

But since the Chinese New Year this year, loans have been unable to be approved, and Yuejin Garment Factory has suddenly fallen into trouble.

Wang Dali searched all over for connections and asked for plans and funds from his superiors, but the factory that was in trouble now was not his family, and no one had enough to eat.

Compared to his arms and legs, he is much stronger than Wang Dali. Most people eat more and eat more. In a small factory with one or two hundred people like Yuejin Garment Factory, who cares about their life and death?

In desperation, Wang Dali began to sell off his possessions. He would clear out his inventory today and sell scrap products tomorrow, just to survive one day at a time.

But once the situation gets worse, workers will become difficult to manage. People who ask for leave, are absent from work, and skip work become more and more rampant.

Anyway, the factory is under-operated, so why don’t we all come together and sit in a row to listen to your empty mouth, Director Wang, chanting sutras?

In just half a year, the atmosphere in Yuejin Garment Factory was so bad that Wang Dali couldn't sleep.

Although the factory has gone bankrupt, it has nothing to do with Wang Dali. The most important thing is to do research and find another place to sit on. No matter how difficult it is, it can't be done to someone of his level.

But Yuejin Garment Factory has carried Wang Dali's decades of hard work, and he really feels sorry for it!

Ling ring ring~

The phone rang. Wang Dali picked it up and saw that it was the doorman calling.

Factory director, factory director, a few southerners came to the door and said they wanted to discuss some business with us. Do you want to let them in?

Discussing business? Wang Dali frowned and said, You can't be a liar, right? What kind of business does our factory have to discuss?

Ahem, the person on the phone lowered his voice and said, Director, that man looks not simple, and he came with money. I saw him when he was getting cigarettes just now. There were several wads of money in his bag.

Let them come in immediately. Also, go call Director Yang. He hasn't come to work today yet!

Hey, I'll go right away.

The guard in the reception room at the door put down the phone, put away two boxes of cigarettes with foreign characters, and said to Hao Jian and others outside: Go in! The factory director's office is on the second floor of that small building.

Hao Jian then led Zhou Lijuan and Ma Qianshan into the garment factory.

Brother Hao, are all the people in the capital so dignified? A guard stopped us for a long time, but we are here to give them money!

Ma Qianshan shook his shoulders while expressing his displeasure. He still couldn't get used to wearing a suit, and his shoulders felt awkward and uncomfortable.

Hao Jian said unhappily: How many times have I told you that you can call me brother at home and the factory director when you go out? If you can't remember, I'll ask you to go back to Qingshui County?

I'll do it!

Zhou Lijuan followed the two of them and shook her head, feeling that she and her group were really like those liars.

Wang Dali personally went downstairs to greet them, and welcomed Hao Jian and others upstairs. After sitting down, they began to chat warmly and ask about each other's details.

After a while, Wang Dali became a little confused. The accent of Director Hao did not sound like he was from Yangcheng. Although he was transferred from Dongshan, he always felt that something was wrong.

Accountant Zhou, on the other hand, seemed to be that way.

In the past few years, Wang Dali has been asking for funds from above, and he has basically dealt with this kind of people. The smell is so familiar.

Director Hao, you just said you wanted to discuss business with our factory. Do you know what the specific business is?

Hao Jian said with a smile: Our factory has recently launched sales business in the north, and the prospects are good. Yangcheng is really far away, so I want to find a few brother units nearby for outsourced processing.

Outsourcing processing? We have done it before. Wang Dali hesitated.

There had indeed been similar cooperation between Yuejin Garment Factory and several familiar small groups before, but those were coordinated by the superiors, and he had never done anything unplanned.

If something goes wrong, you have to take responsibility.

Director Wang will take a look at our product requirements first, and then look at the quotation list. If it is suitable, we will discuss it. We will also go to Chunhua Garment Factory to have a look.

Ma Qianshan immediately took out several samples, and Zhou Lijuan also handed over a processing price list.

Chunhua Garment Factory? Why are you going to them?

Wang Dali was startled and somewhat unable to calm down.

He was very familiar with Chunhua Garment Factory. The situation was worse than that of Yuejin Garment Factory.

Factory director Zheng Xiaoli, that old woman's eyes are green now, and she dares to hold her in her arms as long as it's money. If Hao Jian really wants to go, will he, Wang Dali, have a share?

Looking at the fashionable clothing samples and the pretty good-looking price list, Wang Dali was really tempted.

An hour later, Wang Dali received a deposit of 1,000 yuan from Hao Jian, and together with Lao Yang, the workshop director who had just arrived, signed a contract for processing incoming materials.

Zhou Lijuan watched Hao Jian's operations silently, feeling worried for Factory Director Wang.

Because she knew very well that Hao Jian's intention was not to borrow a chicken to lay eggs, but that he even took a fancy to the hen that laid the eggs.

Hao Jian has told Ma Qianshan that when he is stationed at the garment factory to be responsible for outsourced processing, he must pay attention to those technical backbones who are young but depressed. As long as they are willing to go to Pengcheng, their salary will start at three times. .

A half-dead collective factory, once it loses its technical backbone, alas.

Who makes small factories unable to retain people?

But Zhou Lijuan didn't understand why the young man had such a big appetite.

Through a person named Lao Qiu, Hao Jian got a list of small collective enterprises from the relevant departments. Not only Chunhua Garment Factory, he also wanted to go to other garment factories.

In addition, why is he keen on starting an industry?

Isn’t it good to outsource processing like this?

There is no need to build a factory or manage workers, the profit is not low at all, and in addition to paying taxes in full according to Li Ye's requirements and making sufficient contributions, who can say nothing?

Why ask for trouble?

I really don’t understand.

. . . . . . .

Director Hao, please stay at the guest house near us! I will make arrangements for you.

No, no, no, we still live in the city. We have other things to do and need to move around at night.

Wang Dali entertained Hao Jian well, and then urged Hao Jian to send the raw materials quickly.

As soon as the factory starts working, the enthusiasm of the workers will inevitably rise, and he, the factory director, is easy to do.

Hao Jian promised, but in fact he was more anxious than Wang Dali.

So Wang Dali had to arrange a car from the factory to send Hao Jian and others.

In the car, Hao Jian used two more packs of cigarettes to get more details about the Yuejin Garment Factory from the driver.

Hey, master, do you want to sell this car?

Why not sell it? As long as you pay more, the factory director will even sell his sister.

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