Counterattack 1988

Chapter 753 Can't hold it anymore!
Wang Lin proposed a brand new concept, and immediately arranged for his subordinates to do their own thing.

Zhou Boqiang was responsible for making suggestions to the city's officials.

This is the most important thing right now.

Wang Lin asked Zhou Boqiang to do it, of course because he has a lot of connections. He himself is the leader of the Textile Bureau, and he is more familiar with the personnel and affairs of the bureau than anyone else. They can all talk.

Therefore, Zhou Boqiang was none other than Zhou Boqiang for this task.

Zhou Boqiang attached great importance to this matter. As soon as the meeting was over, he went to the city to report the matter to the leaders.

The 90s was a steamy era, an era of desire and confusion, an era when textile factories began to decline, and an era when millions of female textile workers began to be laid off.

As the first pillar industry of Shencheng City in the past, Shangfang has created a well-known army of industrial workers, and even created some worker aristocrats.When the textile industry declines, this army will also be defeated, and the workers and nobles will instantly fall into the rank and file of the society. Who can tell the various feelings here?
The decline of the textile industry is like a dinosaur crashing to the ground. It is very tragic and pitiful.

Even if it is as big as a dinosaur, it will fall if it is said to be down, and it will be destroyed if it is said to be extinct, which can be called a defeat.

Those who can stand up again from this suffocating predicament really feel like they have survived.

From the perspective of later generations, looking at the two words "laid off" and "re-employment" with a strong flavor of the times, I don't know how many people can appreciate the humiliation and even despair it contains.

Zhou Boqiang was unfortunate. In his tenure, he encountered the glory and decline of Shenfang No. [-] Factory. He was also lucky because he met Wang Lin. There were tens of thousands of workers in the whole No. [-] factory, and there were almost no laid-off workers. Placed properly in Aishiu Group.

But other factories are not so lucky.

Under the impact of the tide of the times, the fate of textile mills and textile workers has become extraordinarily tragic.

Textile mills smashed ingots and workers were laid off. People who have experienced this era have more or less nostalgia for the factory life that has passed away, both physically and psychologically.

Their youth, their love and hatred, their dreams, and even their desire and imagination for women are all related to factories, especially in places like textile factories where female workers gather together, youth hormones are always feverish, even in Many years later, no longer young, when I saw those women back then, the romance still filled my heart.

Zhou Boqiang's hair was already gray, and he went to the office in a special car.

After he got out of the car, he happened to see a man who looked like a leader scolding a female cleaner.

"Why can't you even do this well? Why don't you clean this place?" The leader kept his left hand behind his back, and his right hand kept gesticulating in front of the cleaner.

"It rained last night, and it was washed very well. I thought it was unnecessary to clean it." The middle-aged cleaner mumbled.

"You female textile workers, you can't do anything well after you are laid off! You shouldn't have been hired in the first place!" The leader stared angrily, "What are you still doing? Wait to be fired!"

Zhou Boqiang stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Comrade, she didn't do a good job, so you can just teach her to do it. Why are you so scolding? What happened to the female textile workers who were laid off? They are inferior to others?"

The man glared at Zhou Boqiang. Seeing that he had a special car, a driver, an assistant, and a handsome appearance, he was not sure about his background for a while, but he didn't dare to make mistakes. He just said: "This matter has nothing to do with you, since she did it If you have this job, you should do it well!"

Zhou Boqiang said to the female worker with a pleasant face, "Which factory did you work in before?"

"I'm from Shenfang No. 38 Factory." The female worker replied.

"Oh, Factory 38! I know. Your factory has shut down, and all the employees have been exiled?"

"Yes." The female worker said timidly, "Leader, I'm really not lazy, I just don't know how to clean after it rains."

Zhou Boqiang waved his hand and said, "You're not very old, why did you get assigned to be a cleaner?"

"There is no better job to choose."

"So, would you like to go to work in the factory?"

"Of course I would! I joined the factory when I was sixteen. I am 35 years old. I have worked in the factory for almost twenty years. I am used to working in the factory. But now the factory is gone..."

Zhou Boqiang said: "Factory 38 is gone, but other factories are still there."

He took out a business card and handed it to the other party: "If you want to work in the factory, take my business card and go to Shenfang No. [-] Factory to find a factory manager named Li Wenxiu. If she knows that you were introduced by me, I'll put you to work."

The cleaner put down the broom in his hand, took the business card with both hands respectfully, looked at it curiously, and shouted in surprise: "Director Zhou! You are Director Zhou in the bureau! We have heard of your name!"

Zhou Boqiang wanted to laugh, but couldn't, so he said gently, "I'm Zhou Boqiang."

The cleaner said excitedly: "I have a good sister who has also been laid off and is now working as a conductor on the bus. Can I take her to work in the factory?"

Zhou Boqiang said: "Being a conductor? That's a good job, why don't you want to go back to the factory?"

The cleaner said: "The bus conductor, you have to press the station announcement button. She thought it was to operate a computer. She said it was too difficult, but it was easier to be a worker. The female workers from our textile factory, because they are next to the machine all year round, they can't talk very well. Loudly, after arriving at the new position, many people are not used to it, and they are disgusted by others.”

Zhou Boqiang shook his head with a wry smile: "Okay, you can take her with you!"

The cleaner happily bent over to Zhou Boqiang.

Zhou Boqiang waved his hand, turned and left, and walked into the gate of the agency next to him with heavy steps.

"Director Zhou!" A voice sounded from behind, "Oh, it's really Director Zhou! Nice to meet you!"

Zhou Boqiang turned his head and saw a man in his forties striding over with a crumpled briefcase.

"You are?" Zhou Boqiang didn't recognize this person for a while.

"I'm Jiao Liangen from Factory 23!"

"Oh, Director Jiao!" Zhou Boqiang shook his hand tightly.

"Hey, I'm no longer the factory manager. I'm laid off!" Jiao Liangen held Zhou Boqiang's big hand with both hands and said with a sigh, "When I entered the factory, there were nearly 10 spindles, more than 2 thread spindles, and more than 1000 spindles in the factory. Tablecloth machines, 5200-head air spinning machines. The workers in our factory are very proud that they are workers in Factory 23. Who would have thought that the current Factory 23 is actually... alas!"

Zhou Boqiang took out a cigarette and handed him one: "What's wrong? Your Factory 23 has also collapsed?"

Jiao Liangen said: "I can't go on anymore! At first, the country had subsidies and invested some money in us. But we invested one yuan, and after a turn in the production line, the value is only 8 cents left. If we invest more, we will only have There are two paths: one is bank loans, and the other is employee fundraising. Employees are very willing to contribute money at the beginning, and they have deep feelings for the factory. When I took over the position of factory director, the first thing I faced was To repay the 2000 million employee fundraising funds.”

Zhou Boqiang lit his cigarette, frowned and took a puff.

Jiao Liangen said: "The assembly lines of many printing and dyeing factories and weaving factories in the city have been closed ahead of schedule, and the weaving factories on Xujiahui and Zhaojiabang Road in the south have also closed. They also owe us money, and many triangular debts cannot be recovered. After a long time, It has become a vicious circle, and the debt is snowballing. By the time the factory was finally closed, we had owed nearly 1 million to the original company.”

Zhou Boqiang was taken aback, and said rather movedly: "So many?"

Jiao Liangen said with a wry smile: "In addition to the cost of production, there is also the cost of workers! The wages and benefits of 7500 employees and 8000 retired workers are also pressing on the factory like a mountain. Our leadership team held a two-day meeting to analyze the pros and cons. We are calculating, which products will definitely lose money, and which ones will still be profitable. None of us is willing to close the factory, counting and counting again and again. In the end, all products will lose money. No matter how sad we are, we can only choose to close the factory .”

Zhou Boqiang took two deep puffs of his cigarette and said, "What are you doing here now? Are you assigned to a new unit?"

Jiao Liangen said: "Not so fast yet. Closing the factory is not an easy task. I only now know that the workload of closing the factory is several times greater than that of the factory running. When the factory is running, there are accumulated and mature processes. Arrangements, everything is running in an orderly manner. Our factory is just stopping production now, and has not officially declared bankruptcy. The waste materials in the factory have not been cleaned up. There is a large amount of textile inventory, and there are assets to be cleaned up, from fixed assets to machinery and equipment to the factory canteen The pots and pans, we cashed out all these materials that could be cashed in. The factory is so big, and the cleaning workload is very heavy. Once the factory was closed, all lines and all aspects came to collect debts, and we also had two dedicated people to collect debts. As the factory manager, it is really too difficult!"

After hearing this, Zhou Boqiang could only shake his head with a wry smile.

Jiao Liangen said: "Industrial adjustment is ruthless, but our operation must be based on friendship. We have set up a special resettlement office to help laid-off workers introduce jobs and provide them with psychological counseling. These textile workers are really pitiful! I still remember the day when production stopped. As soon as they finished the night shift, they all sat in the alley and the shift leader organized a meeting. After the meeting, they went to the locker room to clean up, and then they were laid off. The shift leader himself was laid off, but he still had to appease and persuade the workers. They were all human beings. Middle-aged, there are old and young, and the level of education is low. The best youth years are spent in the factory, but when they are old, they have to go to the society."

When he said these words, his eyes couldn't help getting wet: "They can't find a job, so they come to me. Who calls me a leader? But I don't have connections. If I have connections, I can't wait to arrange them all. ! Even if I don’t have a job, I still have to think about them first, don’t I?”

Zhou Boqiang patted Jiao Liangen's arm and said, "How many laid-off female workers are there in your factory?"

Jiao Liangen said: "That's a lot, at least there are thousands of people to arrange! I came this time to reflect the situation with the leaders and ask them to give some care in terms of policy. Anyway, I have to give them Arrange a job?"

Zhou Boqiang said: "Let's go, let's go to the leaders together. I also have something to say here, and I want to talk to the leaders!"

Jiao Liangen said: "Director Zhou, the first factory is doing very well now! This kind of reform experience should be passed on to other factories!"

Zhou Boqiang said: "The tax paid by the first factory can be rebuilt every year. There are hundreds of small weaving and printing and dyeing factories around the production line. Now it can't work anymore! Fortunately, new products have been developed. In new materials There has been some success in the field.”

The two of them walked into the office compound while talking.

Wang Lin entrusted Zhou Boqiang with this important task.

He believed that Zhou Boqiang could do the job well.

Because Zhou Boqiang has feelings for Shenfang Mill and the textile industry, he hopes that Shenfang Mill can prosper for a long time more than anyone else.

Wang Lin didn't need to know how Zhou Boqiang was going to persuade the leaders.

He only cares about the result!

The process was left to Zhou Boqiang.

At the moment, Wang Lin is talking with Deng Dabao about the sales of home textile products.

Home textile products have been produced, the next most important thing is to sell the products!
Deng Dabao was worried about this matter, he could hardly hold on anymore!

"Mr. Wang, home textile products are now following our old path, selling through our domestic business points. But home textile products are different from sanitary napkins and paper diapers. Compared with these gadgets, home textile products are huge! "Deng Dabao said while making gestures.

"Mr. Wang, look, bed sheets and quilts are all in such a big package! There must be room for display, and a bed can only hold a few bedding products! Small retail stores must not sell our home textile products. There are few supermarkets in China. As for supply and marketing cooperatives and department stores, their counters are sold in closed cabinets. The better things are, the more they are hidden in glass cabinets. Who can see this? Anyway, it is difficult for me to do it now! I This sales director is going to be very busy!"

Wang Lin smiled slightly, threw a cigarette to him, and said with a smile: "It's normal to have difficulties! It's strange if there are no difficulties!"

Deng Dabao smiled wryly and said, "Mr. Wang, if it is difficult to sell products, I will admit it. The problem is that our products just cannot be sold! After so long, the goods have spread out. But the sales volume is worrying." Nah!"

Wang Lin nodded: "You have also responded to me about this issue before. We really should change our thinking about the sales of home textile products."

Deng Dabao said: "That's right! We have to find another way to sell. Anyway, if we sell like this now, we will definitely not be able to sell much money. Otherwise, we can only wait for the Canton Fair in autumn to see if we can take the route of export trade! Our products It’s really well done, especially the design, the pattern, tsk tsk, it’s as beautiful as a flower, even the simplest style has a simple beauty! The problem is, if these products are not displayed, they will not be displayed Come on, no one else will see it at all!"

Wang Lin said with a smile: "The autumn Canton Fair, our home textile products must be the highlight. Now the domestic home textile business can only be regarded as just in its infancy. Don't worry, take your time."

Deng Dabao said: "Mr. Wang, can I not be in a hurry? The assembly line in the factory is full of non-stop production, and the backlog of factory products is very scary! Director Zhou always urges me, scolds me, saying Our sales department is full of dry food, why can't such a good bedding be sold?"

Thinking of Zhou Boqiang's impatient character, Wang Lin could not help but smile, and said, "Don't worry, I have a way to solve the sales of home textile products!"

When Deng Dabao heard this, he immediately got excited: "Mr. Wang, I know you have many ways, please show me. How do we sell our home textile products?"

Wang Lin smiled slightly and said some good words.

(End of this chapter)