Nostalgia: Starting from the Siheyuan

Chapter 72 The Dust Settles
"It's because you've always been spoiled by sticks that spoiled him. You don't look at the conditions of the family. His children have been the masters of the family early on. When you look at him, he still looks like a demon king in the world. It's 27 yuan and five yuan a month, and this month is just the beginning of spring, so how do you spend the remaining ten days?"

"You." Zhang suddenly felt Qin Huairu's toughness.

"You don't want to go through it, do you?"

With trembling hands, Mrs. Zhang grabbed the chopsticks on the table, and immediately felt that the food was hard to swallow.

"Thought about it, then you don't want to be used to sticks. Look at the children from the Qiao family next door. They know how to make money and go to school at a young age. They are doing everything right. They are looking at sticks and you. , I will pay you three yuan a month. Don't force me."

Sticker is older, so he suddenly understood the meaning of the words.Xiaohuaihua and the others were still discussing the food, their eyes wide open curiously.

It looked a little cold.

"Mom, I don't dare anymore, and I won't fight in the future."

"Fucking good boy." Qin Huairu put the half steamed bun in Bang Jian'er's hand.

"I am full."

Qin Huairu was lying in the back room, no matter how she thought about it, she felt uncomfortable.There are four children under Liang Ladi, who can trap Nanyi and let her children have enough food and clothing, why can't she.

For the first time, Mrs. Zhang cleared the table and washed the dishes.

She also felt that without the help of Sha Zhu, her own nonsense had completely pushed the family to pieces, and Qin Huairu was under great pressure.

But in an instant, she became resolute, looking at Sha Zhu's house, she didn't know what to think.

the other end.

Silly Zhu returned to his little home, and the family enjoyed themselves happily. All he had left was to work hard to earn money and live a good life.

Silent all night.

Silly Zhu is still in the cafeteria, frying vegetables.

The director of the canning factory yesterday suddenly came to him.

Eager to find silly Zhu.

"Master He is cooking."

"So it's the director of the canning factory. I'll clean up and let's go out and talk."

Shazhu greeted Ma Hua to come over, but he turned around and walked out the door with the director of the canning factory.

Find a quiet place and sit down.

"Master He, it's not that we can't discuss it. Yesterday, I reflected on your thoughts with the higher-ups, and the main factory also agreed. But there is one thing, that is, the shares held by the main factory are a bit small. Can you add a little more?"

Silly Zhu frowned.

"Factory manager, to put it bluntly, everything is unknown now. If you don't make money, then the shares in your hand are just a piece of waste paper. Everything can only be counted on the basis of making money. Employees own less, yes It’s not that we can’t mobilize the enthusiasm of the employees. We have owed our workers several months of wages. What’s more, I had to advance the money at the beginning. I’m also afraid that if the benefits of the factory improve, you will kick me away , I've been busy working around, but I can't find anything, what do you think I'm trying to do?"

"Well, forget it. I'm discussing with the main factory. What you said is also reasonable. Yesterday I greeted all the workers together. Why don't we go over now and hand over the factory to you?"

In fact, the director of the canning factory has long wanted to transfer. With his qualifications, it is easy to get a good job in the department. Although he can't be the top leader, he is more than enough to be the second leader.

Sha Zhu rode a tricycle and came to the factory in the suburbs with the director of the canning factory.

The dense crowd filled the courtyard.

Sha Zhu simply exchanged a look with the factory manager.

Silly Zhu stood in the center of the factory, holding a big iron lama in his hand.

Looking at the chattering crowd.

Cough, cough, cough.

There was silence below.

"Fellow workers, I, He Yuzhu, want to contract our canning factory, and I have reached a simple agreement with the factory. I don't know if you have anything to say, fellow workers."

"Is this a change of boss?" The people below began to discuss.

It will take a while.

"We don't care who the factory manager is, what we care about is when our wages will be paid in arrears." One of them shouted.

"This worker, what's your name?" Sha Zhu pointed to the one who shouted.

"My name is Liu Neng. We haven't paid wages in our factory for two months. Most of them are doing casual work or farming outside. The family is almost unable to open the pot."

Silly Zhu nodded.

"This is a question that most workers want to know."

Silly Zhu looked at the hundred or so people below.yelled.

"kindness."

"Three months, as long as three months, if you believe me, I will pay you all at once, but before that, you have to go back to work in the factory."

"What if I can't give it?"

"I just pack up and leave. Can you guys have a worse result than this?"

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and voices gradually became scarce.

Silly Zhu directly revealed his trump card.

"Now there are two plans for the reform in the factory. Everyone needs to choose. One is not to pay two months' wages and directly convert them into shares in the factory. The other is to pay everyone directly after three months. The salary is equal. This is the result of my discussion with the factory manager. I don’t know if everyone can accept it.”

After Sha Zhu sat on the chair and took a sip of hot water, no matter what the result was, Sha Zhu could accept their reactions.

The director of the canning factory directly brought some accountants and some contracts to be signed. Silly Zhu looked carefully, and there was nothing wrong with it.

agreed.

Sign your name and stamp your handprint.

He also barely took over the cannery.

The remaining 20.00% of the shares depend on the choice of the workers. If you choose money, then the remaining shares are naturally Sha Zhu's own. If you choose the shares, you can just let him go.

After a while, it was divided into two factions.

Most of the workers want money. After all, they don't understand what a stock is.

In the end, only [-]% of the shares were given up.

When Sha Zhu was about to sign the remaining 20.00% of the shares, the director of the canning factory directly stopped Sha Zhu's hand.

"He Yuzhu, it's not appropriate. Give us the 21 shares."

Sha Zhu shook his head: "Their 21 shares were sold to me, that is to say, no matter whether the factory makes money or not, I will settle the settlement for them after three months. If the factory manager wants it, you can You can also give them a promise."

Finally, under the gaze of the worker, he let go of his hand embarrassingly.

If he had the ability to turn things around, would he still hand over the factory to Shazhu?
With a sigh, the director of the canning factory led a group of so-called leadership teams, and the factory he left, Sha Zhu calculated his own shares, which had reached 70.00%.

There are too many, it seems that they still have to take part of the shares and strive for full shareholding, so that they will have enthusiasm for doing it.

(End of this chapter)