Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver
Chapter 456
As far as the director is concerned, although he doesn't know where the Lanhua TV Factory and Ningzhou City are, the red headed document of Ningzhou City and the red stamp below are printed on the table.And the thick stack of five banknotes on the table will not be fake.
For those researchers, they can carry out their beloved research while receiving generous remuneration, so naturally they will not refuse.
You know, in the research institute, because the project has not made a breakthrough, they are also under a lot of pressure.
Wang Weidong promised that they, the Oriental Research Institute of Lanhua TV Factory, would not have performance requirements.
As long as Wang Weidong's project plan is followed, experiments and research are done step by step, even if the experiment fails in the end, it has nothing to do with these researchers.
At the same time, Wang Weidong considered that these researchers were all family members, so while providing housing, he also gave them two months' salary in advance.
After contacting Director Yang and asking him to send people to the capital to receive these researchers, Wang Weidong set off for the Fifth Textile Factory in Beijing.
The scale of Lanhua TV Factory is getting bigger and bigger, and the factory has to start paying attention to its own image.
Now not only customers from the south come to order, but even customers from Hong Kong City, Europe and the United States often appear.
The city felt that the blue and black uniforms worn by the TV factory workers were detrimental to the face of Ningzhou City.
He has suggested several times that Wang Weidong help the workers to customize some exquisitely designed and high-grade tooling.
Wang Weidong always felt that this was nonsense.
For a factory, as long as the products can sell well and the quality can meet the standards, there is no need to pay attention to the flower work on these scenes.
Therefore, for a long time, he turned a deaf ear to such suggestions.
When he arrived in the capital this time, Wang Weidong found that the uniforms of the workers on the street had also changed.
The old blue and black overalls have been replaced by blue uniforms with the factory logo, and the old felt hats are gone. Workers wear tweed caps on their heads.
It looks low-key and calm.
Compared with the workers in Beijing, the workers of the Lanhua TV Factory are old-fashioned.
As the factory manager, Wang Weidong naturally couldn't let this happen.
Isn't it just buying more than 2000 sets of tooling?
Our TV factory is not short of money!
After getting off the bus, Wang Weidong shook the collar of his coat and walked towards the gate of the textile factory.
Just two steps away, he noticed a young man squatting on the flower bed at the entrance of the factory.
With a cigarette in his mouth, the young man lowered his head and pressed the ants vigorously with his hands. Every time he pressed an ant to death, he would smile happily.
ill.
This man is sick.
Wang Weidong shook his head, passed in front of him, and just took two steps when he heard a cold voice behind him.
"Hey, uncle in general uniform, did you shake your head just now?"
Wang Weidong turned around, and saw that the young man had already pulled out the bicycle chain from his waist and was waving it in his hand, with a domineering expression on his evil face.
Heh, just shaking his head and wanting to fuck someone, this guy is not a good bird.
Wang Weidong generally would not care about this kind of green skin, but he seemed to have seen this person's face somewhere before.
The nose, eyes, and mouth are all straight, but when they are combined together, they give people a sinister feeling.
...
Wang Weidong raised his eyelids and thought for a moment, his eyes lit up instantly.
Isn't this a big stick?
In the first episode, the stick died before he was 20 years old. If it weren't for the insidiousness exuding on his face all the time, Wang Weidong really couldn't remember it.
Seeing that Wang Weidong was in a daze, Bang Jian thought he had frightened him.
He said coldly: "Why, you are scared! Hurry up and take out the money, or I will spend it on you!"
Stick stems usually steal chickens, and they don't have the guts to steal money.
However, today was originally the day when he was paid, but most of the salary was taken away by his uncle Xu Damao.
In Xu Damao's words, Bang Geng is actually his apprentice. He taught Bang Geng how to play movies, so of course Bang Geng should give him part of his salary.
With a salary of 21 yuan per month, only [-] yuan is left.
Bang Jiao is worried about inviting Tang Yanli to Donglaishun to eat hot pot.
But Wang Weidong was dressed brightly, but he didn't have the unique temperament of the people in the capital, especially the northwestern dialect was mixed in his accent.
Isn't this a big fat sheep!
Seeing that Wang Weidong didn't pay attention to him, Bang Jian felt that he couldn't hold back his face, and his arrogance became even more arrogant.
"Why, you didn't hear my master's words, hurry up and get the money"
Before he finished speaking, he saw a big foot coming towards him mixed with cold wind, and when he wanted to dodge, he realized it was already too late.
"boom!"
He was kicked heavily in the stomach, and the stick was thrown to the ground. There was a huge pain in his stomach, and the taste of blood came out of his mouth.
After Wang Weidong retracted his foot, he rushed forward in a big stride, and kicked hard at the stick.
"Master? What kind of master are you?"
"Little bastard, if you dare to block the road and rob, you are looking for death!"
One kick after another, Stick was kicked until it was difficult to breathe. He wanted to beg for mercy, but Wang Weidong didn't give him a chance at all.
Before he could speak, he was kicked heavily, and could only groan "Ai Ya, Ai Ya".
At this time, the gatekeeper of the textile factory also discovered the situation here.
Two security officers in brown and yellow uniforms rushed over and shouted from a long distance: "Hey, stop, how can you beat people in the street! Stop, hey, it's you!"
Wang Weidong kicked Banggeng's ribs twice again with the toe of his leather shoe, and stopped when he saw that Banggeng's eyes were turning white.
He turned his head and smiled at the security officer: "It's okay, we're exercising!"
"Exercising?" The security officer looked at the huge leather shoe prints on the stick's face, and at the blood stains hanging from the corner of his mouth. He couldn't believe that he was exercising.
He gave Wang Weidong a hard look: "Don't talk, I'll ask the victim."
The two security officers helped the stick up, and asked with concern: "Comrade, are you alright?"
As expected of being beaten up since he was a child, the stick stem has a strong recovery ability, and he has recovered after only a few minutes of work.
He spat bloody spit and whispered, "It's okay, I'm fine."
The security officer gave Wang Weidong a vigilant look, then turned to look at Banggen: "Tell me, if you were beaten by this man just now, don't be afraid, with us here, he won't do any more violence."
...
Bang Geng quietly raised his head and glanced at Wang Weidong, seeing Wang Weidong's cold eyes, he shivered all over.
He wanted to file a complaint and asked the security officers to arrest Wang Weidong.
However, the matter of him robbing Wang Weidong just now is bound to happen.
Robbery is a serious crime, and you have to squat on the fence.
How could someone as smart as BangJiao fail to understand this.
"Well, we are really exercising, comrades, you don't know, I spent money to practice kung fu for others recently, and I wanted to practice with this uncle, but I didn't expect two moves to be dropped." Stick stem Saying these words, I just feel pain in my heart.
After being beaten, you have to cover up for the other party, what is this called!
Hey, I can't, my heart hurts again.
Anyway, after being beaten like this, there was no way to see Tang Yanling.
The stick sneered twice, thanked the security officers, then shook off their hands and staggered away.
Looking at the back of the stick, the two security officers looked at each other, and they both saw bewilderment in each other's eyes.
This guy looks very clever, how can he be a fool.
He was obviously beaten, but he still didn't admit it.
Since the person who was beaten was not held accountable, the security officer could not embarrass Wang Weidong, so he apologized to Wang Weidong, turned around and prepared to return to his post.
Just two steps away, Wang Weidong stopped him.
"Comrade, I want to see your factory director."
".Is the factory manager someone you can meet whenever you want?"
"I have an approval document and want to order [-] sets of tooling."
". Such an important situation, why didn't you say it earlier! Come on, comrade, you go to the guard room and have a cup of tea to warm up, and I'll tell the factory manager right away."
The guards' faces changed drastically when they heard the words, and they quickly invited Wang Weidong into the guard room. After pouring tea courteously, one chatted with Wang Weidong here, and the other shook the phone to report to the factory manager.
Seeing the end of his excitement, he almost broke the crank.
There is no way, the textile factories now are not as good as ten years ago, when there were very few textile factories in the whole country and even in the capital city.
For food, clothing, housing, and transportation, textile factories control the "living" area.
The public has a great demand for textiles. Even if a general unit has the above approval, it is very difficult to pull the goods away from the textile factory.
However, with the acceleration of domestic industrialization, hundreds of textile factories have been built in China. Although textiles are still dispatched by the top, there is a vague momentum of free competition.
The equipment of the Fifth Textile Factory is old and has not introduced the latest embroidery technology, so the competitiveness of the products is not great.
The amount allocated above this year is far from meeting the needs of full-scale work.
The factory has many workers and machines are idle.
Although the wages of the workers are still paid, there is no bonus.
Some old employees have already begun to have complaints about Director Gong. In their opinion, the directors of other factories can get the quota, but the fifth textile factory cannot, which means that Director Gong is incompetent.
These days, the workers are still the real owners of the factory, and the strength of their unity is even feared by Director Gong.
Therefore, Director Gong drove his broken Poussin car and looked for ways around the capital.
It's a pity that most of the factory's tooling has been booked, and department stores' purchases are all dispatched by the superiors. It has been two or three months, and not a single order has arrived.
...
At the last meeting, Director Gong just formulated a system, no matter who it is, as long as they can get an order, the factory will give rewards.
Now that someone actually delivered an order for [-] sets of tooling to the door, how could the security officers not be excited.
In their eyes, Wang Weidong has become the shining God of Wealth.
Ten minutes later, Wang Weidong was invited to the factory director's office.
Director Gong was obviously much more cautious, first checked Wang Weidong's approval document, and only after seeing the steel stamp on it did he believe that today was really lucky.
Besides, the person who came was also the director of Lanhua TV Factory.
It is said that Lanhua TV Factory can earn 500 yuan for every TV sold.
500 yuan!The textile factory has to sell 500 pieces of work clothes.
People can't be short of money!
"Director Liu, I have heard about your Orchid TV Factory for a long time. Your Orchid TV has become popular at home and abroad, and has become the pride of domestic products. Don't worry, I will complete your task with quality and quantity."
Wang Weidong put down the teacup in his hand and said with a smile: "I have great confidence in your textile factory, but can your textile factory design a new set of work clothes for our TV factory? Don't want the kind of general merchandise on the street. "
This is why Wang Weidong found the Fifth Textile Factory.
These days, textile mills are full of uncles, who only help you process clothes, not design them for you.
Only factories without orders like the Fifth Textile Factory would compromise in order to obtain orders.
After listening to Wang Weidong's request, Director Gong was obviously stunned for a moment. Obviously, this was the first time he had received such a request.
He felt a little embarrassed, because there was no full-time designer in the factory.
In the past, customers always brought their own design drawings, or they made them according to the Datong Express.
But after hesitating for a moment, he immediately nodded continuously: "Don't worry, there are many excellent designers in our textile factory, but they are working now, let's have a meal together at noon, and I will invite them to meet you in the afternoon. Any assumptions and requirements can be put forward in person.”
Just kidding, such a large order, of course it can't be let go.
Besides, without a designer, wouldn't you be able to find one?
There are so many workers in the factory, who have been exposed to sewing clothes all year round, and there are always some people who can design.
"You sit down first, I'll deal with official business, and I'll be right back. Xiao Wang, hurry up and pour tea for Director Liu."
Factory Director Gong comforted Wang Weidong, left the office, and quickly found Deputy Factory Director Wang.
After explaining the ins and outs of the matter, Director Gong exhorted: "Old Wang, your task this time is very important. The TV factory is a rich unit with 1 sets of tooling. If it is operated properly, our factory can at least Earn more than [-] yuan.
This money is enough to pay the performance wages owed to workers last year.
You must not be careless. "
Factory Manager Wang, with a big belly, said with a serious expression: "Don't worry, I will go to the workshop to inform those workers immediately, and let workers with design skills come to report to you."
in the workshop.
Huang Yanling was smoking cotton yarn weakly. She couldn't figure out why she, a technical secondary school graduate, wanted to work in a textile factory.
When I graduated, I was assigned to a small textile factory in the outer suburbs of the capital as an accountant.
But her mother was seriously ill at that time, and the small textile factory was more than 20 miles away from his home. Once she became an accountant, she would not be able to take care of her mother at all.
Moreover, the neighbor's aunt said that the salary of an accountant is not as high as that of a spinner, and she might as well work in a textile factory close to home.
However, when Huang Yanling became a yarn drawer, she immediately regretted it.
The work of spinning is not tiring, but it is too mechanical. She is like a machine all day long, repeating fixed movements countless times.
She can predict that even decades later, her work will still be the same action.
And Huang Yanling is a girl with aspirations, she hopes to accomplish something.
This kind of work is not what she wants at all.
For those researchers, they can carry out their beloved research while receiving generous remuneration, so naturally they will not refuse.
You know, in the research institute, because the project has not made a breakthrough, they are also under a lot of pressure.
Wang Weidong promised that they, the Oriental Research Institute of Lanhua TV Factory, would not have performance requirements.
As long as Wang Weidong's project plan is followed, experiments and research are done step by step, even if the experiment fails in the end, it has nothing to do with these researchers.
At the same time, Wang Weidong considered that these researchers were all family members, so while providing housing, he also gave them two months' salary in advance.
After contacting Director Yang and asking him to send people to the capital to receive these researchers, Wang Weidong set off for the Fifth Textile Factory in Beijing.
The scale of Lanhua TV Factory is getting bigger and bigger, and the factory has to start paying attention to its own image.
Now not only customers from the south come to order, but even customers from Hong Kong City, Europe and the United States often appear.
The city felt that the blue and black uniforms worn by the TV factory workers were detrimental to the face of Ningzhou City.
He has suggested several times that Wang Weidong help the workers to customize some exquisitely designed and high-grade tooling.
Wang Weidong always felt that this was nonsense.
For a factory, as long as the products can sell well and the quality can meet the standards, there is no need to pay attention to the flower work on these scenes.
Therefore, for a long time, he turned a deaf ear to such suggestions.
When he arrived in the capital this time, Wang Weidong found that the uniforms of the workers on the street had also changed.
The old blue and black overalls have been replaced by blue uniforms with the factory logo, and the old felt hats are gone. Workers wear tweed caps on their heads.
It looks low-key and calm.
Compared with the workers in Beijing, the workers of the Lanhua TV Factory are old-fashioned.
As the factory manager, Wang Weidong naturally couldn't let this happen.
Isn't it just buying more than 2000 sets of tooling?
Our TV factory is not short of money!
After getting off the bus, Wang Weidong shook the collar of his coat and walked towards the gate of the textile factory.
Just two steps away, he noticed a young man squatting on the flower bed at the entrance of the factory.
With a cigarette in his mouth, the young man lowered his head and pressed the ants vigorously with his hands. Every time he pressed an ant to death, he would smile happily.
ill.
This man is sick.
Wang Weidong shook his head, passed in front of him, and just took two steps when he heard a cold voice behind him.
"Hey, uncle in general uniform, did you shake your head just now?"
Wang Weidong turned around, and saw that the young man had already pulled out the bicycle chain from his waist and was waving it in his hand, with a domineering expression on his evil face.
Heh, just shaking his head and wanting to fuck someone, this guy is not a good bird.
Wang Weidong generally would not care about this kind of green skin, but he seemed to have seen this person's face somewhere before.
The nose, eyes, and mouth are all straight, but when they are combined together, they give people a sinister feeling.
...
Wang Weidong raised his eyelids and thought for a moment, his eyes lit up instantly.
Isn't this a big stick?
In the first episode, the stick died before he was 20 years old. If it weren't for the insidiousness exuding on his face all the time, Wang Weidong really couldn't remember it.
Seeing that Wang Weidong was in a daze, Bang Jian thought he had frightened him.
He said coldly: "Why, you are scared! Hurry up and take out the money, or I will spend it on you!"
Stick stems usually steal chickens, and they don't have the guts to steal money.
However, today was originally the day when he was paid, but most of the salary was taken away by his uncle Xu Damao.
In Xu Damao's words, Bang Geng is actually his apprentice. He taught Bang Geng how to play movies, so of course Bang Geng should give him part of his salary.
With a salary of 21 yuan per month, only [-] yuan is left.
Bang Jiao is worried about inviting Tang Yanli to Donglaishun to eat hot pot.
But Wang Weidong was dressed brightly, but he didn't have the unique temperament of the people in the capital, especially the northwestern dialect was mixed in his accent.
Isn't this a big fat sheep!
Seeing that Wang Weidong didn't pay attention to him, Bang Jian felt that he couldn't hold back his face, and his arrogance became even more arrogant.
"Why, you didn't hear my master's words, hurry up and get the money"
Before he finished speaking, he saw a big foot coming towards him mixed with cold wind, and when he wanted to dodge, he realized it was already too late.
"boom!"
He was kicked heavily in the stomach, and the stick was thrown to the ground. There was a huge pain in his stomach, and the taste of blood came out of his mouth.
After Wang Weidong retracted his foot, he rushed forward in a big stride, and kicked hard at the stick.
"Master? What kind of master are you?"
"Little bastard, if you dare to block the road and rob, you are looking for death!"
One kick after another, Stick was kicked until it was difficult to breathe. He wanted to beg for mercy, but Wang Weidong didn't give him a chance at all.
Before he could speak, he was kicked heavily, and could only groan "Ai Ya, Ai Ya".
At this time, the gatekeeper of the textile factory also discovered the situation here.
Two security officers in brown and yellow uniforms rushed over and shouted from a long distance: "Hey, stop, how can you beat people in the street! Stop, hey, it's you!"
Wang Weidong kicked Banggeng's ribs twice again with the toe of his leather shoe, and stopped when he saw that Banggeng's eyes were turning white.
He turned his head and smiled at the security officer: "It's okay, we're exercising!"
"Exercising?" The security officer looked at the huge leather shoe prints on the stick's face, and at the blood stains hanging from the corner of his mouth. He couldn't believe that he was exercising.
He gave Wang Weidong a hard look: "Don't talk, I'll ask the victim."
The two security officers helped the stick up, and asked with concern: "Comrade, are you alright?"
As expected of being beaten up since he was a child, the stick stem has a strong recovery ability, and he has recovered after only a few minutes of work.
He spat bloody spit and whispered, "It's okay, I'm fine."
The security officer gave Wang Weidong a vigilant look, then turned to look at Banggen: "Tell me, if you were beaten by this man just now, don't be afraid, with us here, he won't do any more violence."
...
Bang Geng quietly raised his head and glanced at Wang Weidong, seeing Wang Weidong's cold eyes, he shivered all over.
He wanted to file a complaint and asked the security officers to arrest Wang Weidong.
However, the matter of him robbing Wang Weidong just now is bound to happen.
Robbery is a serious crime, and you have to squat on the fence.
How could someone as smart as BangJiao fail to understand this.
"Well, we are really exercising, comrades, you don't know, I spent money to practice kung fu for others recently, and I wanted to practice with this uncle, but I didn't expect two moves to be dropped." Stick stem Saying these words, I just feel pain in my heart.
After being beaten, you have to cover up for the other party, what is this called!
Hey, I can't, my heart hurts again.
Anyway, after being beaten like this, there was no way to see Tang Yanling.
The stick sneered twice, thanked the security officers, then shook off their hands and staggered away.
Looking at the back of the stick, the two security officers looked at each other, and they both saw bewilderment in each other's eyes.
This guy looks very clever, how can he be a fool.
He was obviously beaten, but he still didn't admit it.
Since the person who was beaten was not held accountable, the security officer could not embarrass Wang Weidong, so he apologized to Wang Weidong, turned around and prepared to return to his post.
Just two steps away, Wang Weidong stopped him.
"Comrade, I want to see your factory director."
".Is the factory manager someone you can meet whenever you want?"
"I have an approval document and want to order [-] sets of tooling."
". Such an important situation, why didn't you say it earlier! Come on, comrade, you go to the guard room and have a cup of tea to warm up, and I'll tell the factory manager right away."
The guards' faces changed drastically when they heard the words, and they quickly invited Wang Weidong into the guard room. After pouring tea courteously, one chatted with Wang Weidong here, and the other shook the phone to report to the factory manager.
Seeing the end of his excitement, he almost broke the crank.
There is no way, the textile factories now are not as good as ten years ago, when there were very few textile factories in the whole country and even in the capital city.
For food, clothing, housing, and transportation, textile factories control the "living" area.
The public has a great demand for textiles. Even if a general unit has the above approval, it is very difficult to pull the goods away from the textile factory.
However, with the acceleration of domestic industrialization, hundreds of textile factories have been built in China. Although textiles are still dispatched by the top, there is a vague momentum of free competition.
The equipment of the Fifth Textile Factory is old and has not introduced the latest embroidery technology, so the competitiveness of the products is not great.
The amount allocated above this year is far from meeting the needs of full-scale work.
The factory has many workers and machines are idle.
Although the wages of the workers are still paid, there is no bonus.
Some old employees have already begun to have complaints about Director Gong. In their opinion, the directors of other factories can get the quota, but the fifth textile factory cannot, which means that Director Gong is incompetent.
These days, the workers are still the real owners of the factory, and the strength of their unity is even feared by Director Gong.
Therefore, Director Gong drove his broken Poussin car and looked for ways around the capital.
It's a pity that most of the factory's tooling has been booked, and department stores' purchases are all dispatched by the superiors. It has been two or three months, and not a single order has arrived.
...
At the last meeting, Director Gong just formulated a system, no matter who it is, as long as they can get an order, the factory will give rewards.
Now that someone actually delivered an order for [-] sets of tooling to the door, how could the security officers not be excited.
In their eyes, Wang Weidong has become the shining God of Wealth.
Ten minutes later, Wang Weidong was invited to the factory director's office.
Director Gong was obviously much more cautious, first checked Wang Weidong's approval document, and only after seeing the steel stamp on it did he believe that today was really lucky.
Besides, the person who came was also the director of Lanhua TV Factory.
It is said that Lanhua TV Factory can earn 500 yuan for every TV sold.
500 yuan!The textile factory has to sell 500 pieces of work clothes.
People can't be short of money!
"Director Liu, I have heard about your Orchid TV Factory for a long time. Your Orchid TV has become popular at home and abroad, and has become the pride of domestic products. Don't worry, I will complete your task with quality and quantity."
Wang Weidong put down the teacup in his hand and said with a smile: "I have great confidence in your textile factory, but can your textile factory design a new set of work clothes for our TV factory? Don't want the kind of general merchandise on the street. "
This is why Wang Weidong found the Fifth Textile Factory.
These days, textile mills are full of uncles, who only help you process clothes, not design them for you.
Only factories without orders like the Fifth Textile Factory would compromise in order to obtain orders.
After listening to Wang Weidong's request, Director Gong was obviously stunned for a moment. Obviously, this was the first time he had received such a request.
He felt a little embarrassed, because there was no full-time designer in the factory.
In the past, customers always brought their own design drawings, or they made them according to the Datong Express.
But after hesitating for a moment, he immediately nodded continuously: "Don't worry, there are many excellent designers in our textile factory, but they are working now, let's have a meal together at noon, and I will invite them to meet you in the afternoon. Any assumptions and requirements can be put forward in person.”
Just kidding, such a large order, of course it can't be let go.
Besides, without a designer, wouldn't you be able to find one?
There are so many workers in the factory, who have been exposed to sewing clothes all year round, and there are always some people who can design.
"You sit down first, I'll deal with official business, and I'll be right back. Xiao Wang, hurry up and pour tea for Director Liu."
Factory Director Gong comforted Wang Weidong, left the office, and quickly found Deputy Factory Director Wang.
After explaining the ins and outs of the matter, Director Gong exhorted: "Old Wang, your task this time is very important. The TV factory is a rich unit with 1 sets of tooling. If it is operated properly, our factory can at least Earn more than [-] yuan.
This money is enough to pay the performance wages owed to workers last year.
You must not be careless. "
Factory Manager Wang, with a big belly, said with a serious expression: "Don't worry, I will go to the workshop to inform those workers immediately, and let workers with design skills come to report to you."
in the workshop.
Huang Yanling was smoking cotton yarn weakly. She couldn't figure out why she, a technical secondary school graduate, wanted to work in a textile factory.
When I graduated, I was assigned to a small textile factory in the outer suburbs of the capital as an accountant.
But her mother was seriously ill at that time, and the small textile factory was more than 20 miles away from his home. Once she became an accountant, she would not be able to take care of her mother at all.
Moreover, the neighbor's aunt said that the salary of an accountant is not as high as that of a spinner, and she might as well work in a textile factory close to home.
However, when Huang Yanling became a yarn drawer, she immediately regretted it.
The work of spinning is not tiring, but it is too mechanical. She is like a machine all day long, repeating fixed movements countless times.
She can predict that even decades later, her work will still be the same action.
And Huang Yanling is a girl with aspirations, she hopes to accomplish something.
This kind of work is not what she wants at all.
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