Counterattack 1988

Chapter 809 The porridge is about to be born! 【Seeking to subscribe monthly pass】

Wang Lin was most suspicious of Gao Peng, because it was too easy for the chief financial officer to make fake accounts.

But the scope of his doubts was not limited to Gao Peng.

In addition to these vice presidents, the people below may also join forces to fake.

The accounting department has a lot of staff.

The chief financial officer was also called the chief economist or chief accountant in the previous enterprise.

He is the top leader in charge of accounting work in the enterprise, and is often the core leadership member of the enterprise.

In addition, there is a cashier position, responsible for the management of cash and checks.The audit post is responsible for checking and managing the relationship between accounts and vouchers.The fund accounting post is responsible for the accounting of cash and bank deposits and other funds, and is responsible for contacting with banks.Income, expenditure, creditor's rights and debts accounting positions.General ledger positions, accounting file management positions, etc.

In this huge financial system, Gao Peng is not the only one who can make fake accounts.

Wang Lin sorted out the company's personnel and looked for suspicious persons.

Those who can make such a clever move to avoid losses must firstly have a good education background, secondly be good at making connections, and thirdly be in relatively important positions.

On this day, Wang Lin was busy with this matter at the company until he got off work.

Back home, Li Wenxiu had already returned from get off work.

Shenfang No. [-] Factory is also very busy recently. First, it has to deal with the orders of the Canton Fair in autumn, and second, it has to take inventory at the end of the year.

After Wang Lin took over the No. [-] factory, he was very strict about the occupation of public property in the company. Whether it was the workshop, the cafeteria, or the warehouse, the workers did not dare to take things home casually.

But this practice has existed for decades, and it is extremely difficult to change it suddenly.

Li Wenxiu found that there were many material shortages during the stocktaking process.

"I talk about rules and morals every day! No one listens to me!" Li Wenxiu said to Wang Lin angrily, "There are always people who steal things from the company for petty profits."

Wang Lindao: "Is there a lot of shortfall?"

Li Wenxiu said: "Many, over the past year, adding up the bits and pieces, at least hundreds of thousands have been stolen."

Li Wenjuan said: "Sister, you should take thunderous measures. If you catch it, you will be punished or even fired! You are the top manager. Whoever dares to be disobedient will be driven away! How hard is it to find a job now? Fire a few people, kill chickens and monkeys, They don't dare to mess around."

Li Wenxiu said helplessly: "It would be great if I could be caught, but I can't catch anyone!"

Li Wenjuan said: "Then do a body search!"

Wang Lin said: "That's not necessary!"

Li Wenxiu said: "With so many people in the factory, it's unrealistic to search them one by one. How much time must be lost when going to and from get off work? Arranging people to stand guard and search them will cost more. The workers will definitely not agree."

Wang Lindao: "In the final analysis, this matter still lies in the loopholes in the management. As long as the management is strengthened, there will be no mouse that cannot be caught or controlled."

Li Wenxiu said: "Wang Lin, you are stronger than me, you can teach me how to do it, okay?"

"Well." Wang Lin said, "There is one more thing that you have to pay attention to. The leftover materials and leftover materials in the factory can actually be used. Most of the workers took these things away."

They have all been in the workshop, know what the workers think, and know what they take away.

Li Wenjuan brought a cup of tea for her brother-in-law: "Brother-in-law, let's talk about it after you have a cup of tea."

Wang Lin took the tea and touched her little hand.

Li Wenjuan has a small mouth, and the corners of her eyes are so charming.

Wang Lin took a sip of tea and said, "If a factory wants to achieve refined management, it must manage the leftovers well. In modern society, it is difficult for an enterprise without a cost advantage to be competitive. How to improve the utilization rate of materials, how to Reducing production costs? This is a question that business managers must think about. There are many ways to reduce costs, and the management of leftovers is an important part of it.”

His son, Wang Wen, ran over and called for his mother to hug him.

The little one is almost two years old, has learned to walk, learned to talk, and can say many words.

Li Wenxiu picked up her son and helped him tuck the clothes inside into his trousers.

Wang Wen played with his mother's nose with his hands, pinched her two noses, and laughed.

Li Wenxiu smiled and teased the baby.

Wang Lin said displeasedly: "I'm teaching with you, can you concentrate a bit? Sister Xu, take the child away."

Li Wenxiu smiled and said, "Family, talking in the house, do you have to make it so formal?"

Wang Lin: "..."

Xu Ying got up and walked over, stretched out her hands to hug Wang Wen: "Come on, baby, let's go play with toys."

When Wang Wen heard that there was a toy to play with, he immediately became happy, turned around, and threw himself into Xu Ying's arms.

Li Wenxiu smiled and said, "Wang Lin, keep talking! I'm listening!"

Wang Lin had no interest in talking for a moment: "Let's talk about it later!"

"Yo, are you still angry? Are you angry with your wife? Or with your son?" Li Wenxiu approached him, grabbed his shoulders, and kissed him on the cheek, "Okay, don't be angry."

Wang Lin shook his head helplessly.

What else can he do?
Who told him to marry this wife?
Li Wenjuan came over with a pen and paper, moved a small stool to squeeze beside Wang Lin, and said, "Brother-in-law, tell me, I'll take notes."

Only then did Wang Lin speak out about the golden rules in management.

"Profits are managed, and costs are determined by details.

You should all know that cost plus profit equals price. In the past, the company set the price. No matter what the cost is, it is profitable anyway.But now, times have changed, and now we are talking about a market economy.Therefore, this equation has quietly changed, becoming profit equal to price minus cost.That is to say, the current commodity prices are determined by the market, not by our enterprises.Especially for many traditional enterprises, the only thing we can do is to work hard on costs.

For example, the clothing and textile industries we do, as well as other industries such as leather goods, building materials, and plastics, all involve the management of leftovers, which may be a large part of the company's profits.A boss once told me that the profit of my company depends on the leftover silo, and how much I can sell the scraps every month. "

"Hee hee!" Li Wenjuan chuckled, "Then won't he become a boss who sells nonsense?"

Li Wenxiu said: "Wenjuan, don't interrupt. Leftovers are indeed a great income!"

Wang Lindao: "This seems to be a joke, but it truly reflects that the traditional manufacturing industry has lost profits a little bit due to improper management and uncontrolled costs. Therefore, we must establish a concept that profit is management. come out, the cost is determined by the details.”

Li Wenjuan said: "Brother-in-law, you have been talking for a long time, but you haven't talked about the main point. How do we manage the leftovers in our garment factory?"

Wang Lindao: "It is possible to set up a closed waste management area. Although Shenfang Factory has a special waste area, it is not closed, or even open-air. A block of land is designated on the side of the wall or at the corner, and the waste generated by the workshop goes there. Throw away. The waste storage area must be closed, and only closed can it be easy to manage.”

Li Wenjuan said: "Brother-in-law, our garment factory has a closed waste area."

Wang Lindao: "Well, of course the factory I manage exists!"

Li Wenjuan pursed her lips and smiled, her big eyes shining brightly.

Wang Lindao: "Wenxiu, set up a closed waste management area as soon as possible to block this gap."

Li Wenxiu said: "Okay, I'll do it tomorrow, why didn't you tell me this earlier?"

Wang Lindao: "Look how busy I am. I don't even have time to spend time with you and your children at home. How can I have time to take care of the waste products in your factory?"

Li Wenxiu smiled.

Wang Lindao: "Residual materials must be fully registered, ledgers established, weighed, and counted. At the same time, specifications must be clarified and placed in categories. Effective management and control of waste materials will facilitate our future reuse. In addition, the most important point is to control The generation of waste. This requires strengthening the management of craftsmanship, design, and layout.”

Li Wenxiu said: "Our textile factory does not need design and typesetting."

Wang Lindao: "Then strengthen the management of the production process, strengthen the training of employees, and minimize the generation of waste. This is the fundamental solution."

Li Wenxiu hummed: "Okay, I understand. Even if a closed waste area is set up, the waste is still managed by the workers, and they can still take it away if they want."

Wang Lin said with a smile: "So, next thing you have to do is to hand over the waste area of ​​each workshop to a special person. The recycling and utilization rate of waste is directly related to their bonus, and they will Take care of this one."

"It makes sense!" Li Wenxiu said, "Let's do it like this. Wang Lin, you have a lot of crazy ideas."

"How can this be called a ghost idea? This is the way I racked my brains to come up with!"

"Hey! It's a ghost idea!"

"..."

After going to bed at night, Wang Lin told Li Wenxiu about the situation in his company.

Li Wenxiu was lying down, but sat up again in shock.

"My God! There is such a thing? This is not something that one person can do!"

"Yes!" Wang Lin sneered, "I caught these people out, I must treat them properly!"

"It can't really be Gao Peng, right? It's really unreasonable for him to do such a thing! You are not mean to him."

"He used to be great, but now it's hard to say, people change."

"Wang Lin, will you change?"

"Me? I will change too. The better I become, the richer I become."

"You are asking, will your sincerity towards me change?"

"No. To change your sincerity, you must first have your sincerity. If you don't have your sincerity, how can you change it?"

Li Wenxiu let out a groan, bit her lip, and stretched out her hand to tickle his itch: "Okay, you don't have any sincerity towards me? Do you?"

"I love you." Wang Lin held her hand, put it to his lips and kissed it.

Li Wenxiu let out a groan, and fell limp in her husband's arms.

……

After falling into a drowsy sleep, Wang Lin was awakened by a sudden ringing of the bell.

Wang Lin opened his eyes, rubbed them, and was stunned for a moment before he realized that it was his elder brother who was ringing.

Li Wenxiu also woke up.

She turned on the bedside lamp and said, "Wang Lin, your phone is ringing."

Wang Lin hummed, yawned uncontrollably, and got up to answer the phone.

"Hello. Who's there?"

"Wang Lin! Porridge is about to give birth!" Zhou Xia's voice came over, "Her stomach hurts badly, do you want to come over?"

"Huh?" Wang Lin's drowsiness disappeared immediately, and he said in a deep voice, "I'll come right over, wait for me."

He hung up the phone and said to Li Wenxiu: "Zhou Congee is about to give birth! Sister Xia called me, I'll go over there."

Li Wenxiu said: "In the middle of the night, she is going to give birth?"

Wang Lindao: "Will you care about day and night when you have a baby?"

Li Wenxiu chuckled and said, "I know, you go! Is her family around?"

"Aunt Qian is over there looking after her, and Sister Xia is also there."

"Brother Jun, won't they go there?"

"I'll call Brother Jun, let's go together. Go to sleep, you have to go to work tomorrow."

"Yeah." Li Wenxiu looked at the time and said, "It's three o'clock in the middle of the night!"

Wang Lin changed his clothes, took his briefcase, took his eldest brother with him, and hurried out.

He shouted to open the door of Zhou Jun's house.

Zhou Jun heard that the younger sister was going to give birth, so he called Wang Lin to wait. He changed his clothes in a hurry, and then went downstairs with Wang Lin: "I'll take your car."

The two got into the car and went to the porridge restaurant.

"Wang Lin, do you think she is pregnant with a boy or a girl?"

"It's all right, I just hope she's safe!" Wang Lin was anxious and drove very fast.

There are no cars or pedestrians on the road at night.

Wang Lin drove quickly, and soon arrived at the porridge restaurant.

Zhou Porridge and the others have already prepared everything, just waiting for Wang Lin to arrive.

Wang Lin got out of the car, helped Zhou Porridge into the car, Qian Yuying and Zhou Xia sat in the back seat with Zhou Porridge, and Zhou Jun sat in the passenger seat.

Zhou Congee's belly was extraordinarily big, much bigger than when Li Wenxiu was pregnant with Wang Wen, as if she had a big watermelon in her bosom.

Pregnancy is a good opportunity for nature to make women "fat" proud and "fat" with peace of mind.

Zhou Porridge sat in the middle of the back row, leaning his body as far back as possible to make his stomach feel better.

"Does it hurt?" Wang Lin asked while driving.

Zhou Conge gritted his teeth: "It hurts! This time the pain is obviously different, like something is falling down! Wang Lin, I'm afraid I'm really about to give birth."

Wang Lindao: "I've already booked a delivery room, and I'll be hospitalized immediately when I go. No matter whether I give birth today or not, I'll stay here first."

"Okay." Zhou Porridge groaned, his eyebrows furrowed into a ball, "My stomach hurts!"

Only after experiencing it will you know how painful and persistent it is to give birth to a child. A great mother can endure unspeakable pain for a day and a night, or even a few days and nights, and give birth to a small life!

But as long as she thinks of the child who is about to be born, no matter how painful and uncomfortable she is, she can silently endure it.

How much does Zhou Porridge want to lean in Wang Lin's arms and listen to his tender words of comfort?

However, she can't.

She couldn't even show that she had too much love and dependence on Wang Lin.

The road to the hospital was not long, but Wang Lin felt that this was the slowest distance he drove.

When he arrived at the hospital, Wang Lin parked the car.

Zhou Xia and Qian Yuying helped Zhou Porridge get out of the car.

Wang Lin asked, "Can you walk? I'll ask the nurse to push the cart over."

Zhou Congee's face was huddled together in pain, she bit her lips tightly, and shook her head lightly: "No, I can go."

She walked very slowly, and the fetus kept falling, so painful that every step she took, she had to put in an effort ten thousand times more painful than ordinary people.

According to the degree of pain and the tolerance of the human body to pain, pain is divided into 10 grades in medicine. Grades 7 to 9 are severe pain, which cannot be tolerated by the human body, and grade 10 is severe pain, which the human body cannot tolerate.During childbirth, when the pain is the most severe, the pain level can usually reach level 7!
Zhou Congee is not in severe pain yet, but she has always been pampered, this kind of pain of level [-] or [-] has made her feel the limit of the human body's pain tolerance!

Seeing her like this, Wang Lin couldn't help but worry, could she really give birth to a child smoothly?
(End of this chapter)