industrial maniac

Chapter 27 The second round of recruitment

Early in the morning, it was not yet dawn.

Outside the gate of the toy factory, there are huge crowds of people, and the east gate of Huangnigang is blocked.

There was a trailer pulling flour. Seeing this scene from a long distance away, no matter what the situation was, it didn't stop and ran backwards.

When Xu Fei came to work with the vicious dog, there were people hanging everywhere on the courtyard wall, tree branches, and roof.

Even the five security guards at the gate were beaten.

"If you apply for a job, apply for it. Why are you beating the security guard at my house?"

"Master Xu, we didn't do anything."

"Why did you have a bruised nose and a swollen face when you didn't do anything?"

"We really didn't do it, Xiao Xu, the factory manager. Look at the big feet on his back, let alone 48 yards. We just compared them one by one. We don't have such big feet in Huangnigang."

"Could it be...a stranger passing by?"

"Correct!"

"Thousands of you gathered here, watching a foreigner beat up the security of our factory in our township, and you haven't caught him yet?"

"This……"

"The few I promised to enter the factory yesterday, came in, and the others all dispersed."

"Master Xu, are you not hiring?"

"Let's forget that we in Huangnigang are poor, and we are not united. How can we achieve common prosperity in the future? Let the village chiefs of your villages come to my office and talk about recruiting after chatting."

Xu Fei walked into the toy factory angrily, saw the strong man who was practicing boxing with eight gangsters downstairs in the office, couldn't help but look at the opponent's feet, "Malaysia!"

"exist!"

"Go change a pair of shoes, a smaller size."

"???"

Who did I provoke?

Why don't you give me small shoes for no reason?
Da Ma glanced at the little gangster, then lowered his head to look at Padfoot, and continued to practice boxing hard.

Soon.

The village chiefs who received the news rushed to the place.

Xu Fei found a vacant room and asked someone to move a chair.

"Xiao Xu, the factory manager, we already know the situation, we Huangnigang people must unite and speak out as one!"

"Unity is one aspect, and our own image must also be maintained. You see, the scale of my toy factory is getting bigger and bigger, doubling in three days, and there will be new equipment in the afternoon, with a daily output of [-] to [-] toys. It is said that Huangnigang is in chaos, who dares to buy it?"

"You're right. In the afternoon, we will call up the militia again and form several teams to patrol the village around the clock. If we encounter dishonesty, we will seize the embankment and rebuild it on the spot!"

"Actually, not only the factory customers, but also the trucks and cars passing by should be well protected. Maybe someday people need to eat, repair cars, and stay. They will use us. If there are more people, won't Huangnigang be lively? When the time comes to compare it with the surrounding towns, hey, Huangnigang is great!"

"That's right, that's the reason! And as a toy maker, we need popularity and an image. Later, we will clean up and clean the places near the provincial roads in the villages, and add a few toy factory slogans!"

"That's right, everyone is really good. When my factory grows bigger and bigger, not to mention your villages, the villages of relatives and friends who are related to you can also enter the factory to find work."

"Master Xu, is this job recruitment?"

"Recruitment? That's it. There are too many impoverished groups in Huangnigang. After careful consideration, I decided to help the urgent rather than the poor.

From now on, with the village as a collective, which village has the most difficult life, our toy factory will give priority to recruiting.

However, the salary will not be paid until the end of the month. In order to alleviate the crisis faced by the poorest village, I decided to buy out of my own pocket the collective shares of the supply and marketing cooperative owned by the village, so that everyone can share some money and take a break.

What?Do not sell?That means your village is not poor enough to work in factories. "

"..."

The village chiefs looked at each other.

The collective shares of the supply and marketing cooperatives are neither too much nor too little.

Mostly because of the large number of people, there are thousands of people in each village, let's make up, it's not a small number.

At least because of the age, in the 60s and [-]s, the wages of workers were only a dozen yuan. At that time, they pooled money to set up a supply and marketing cooperative, and each household basically contributed one yuan.But at that time, one dollar could buy two bags of rice. What can one dollar do now?
Buying shares in a supply and marketing cooperative is like depositing money in a bank. Except for dividends and member purchase prices, the interest is really not high.

In addition, it is withdrawn every year, and there is not much additional share capital. It can almost be said that how much money was invested at that time, there are as many shares now.

The problem is coming.

Is the 2000 yuan back then comparable to the 2000 yuan now?

I'm afraid the difference is dozens of times, hundreds of times.

Just like when the supply and marketing cooperative was in full swing, its assets were only [-] to [-].

Now they are almost bankrupt, but their assets are 60 to [-].

Now people want to buy shares, how to set the price?
Set it low, the villagers probably don't want it, set it high, it's a fake price.

Moreover, being the village head is not easy, interspersed in the middle, everyone is happy if it is done well, and both ends are not human, especially when it comes to money, what if the villagers say that we take kickbacks?
"Xiao Xu, the director of the collective stock, we as the village head can't make the decision, why don't you say a price, we go back and discuss it."

"Price? You first determine whether the villagers are willing to sell it, and we can talk about it later."

"Alright."

"However, in Huangnigang Supply and Marketing Cooperative, the houses are almost being demolished, and the overall assets are not much left. Now there is no money in the books, and the villagers' shares cannot be exchanged. If the price is too high, I can't accept it."

"I know, compared to the monthly salary of 1200 yuan, this share of money is actually not important. It mainly depends on the willingness of the villagers to enter the factory."

"Yes, let's go, whoever gets it done first will advance to the factory."

…………

Outside the gate of the toy factory.

"Out!"

The villagers who came to apply for the job saw the old man in the village come out, and surrounded him one after another.

"Village chief, how are you doing?"

"This is the case..."

The head of Xiaoliuzhuang finished talking about the purchase of shares, and sighed, "If he is promoted as the head of the township, we will make a decision on the spot, but selling collective shares, the price is not sure, what can I do? I am alone in this matter. Can it be decided? Now that the laborers are gone, can the old women be in charge of the house?"

"Who says I can't be the head of the family? I'm the one who decides the division of the land. Besides, I entered the toy factory, and I paid 2000 a month. The men in my family are exhausted, and they can't get [-] a month. Why don't we just collectively What about stocks? At the beginning, the village invested [-] yuan, plus dividends and discounts on purchases, and it would have paid off long ago. Now that the food stamps are all invalid, who will keep the shares that cannot be cashed? Why not give it to Xiao Xu, the factory manager, and we will collectively enter the factory to make a lot of money !"

"Yes!" The women responded in unison.

"Long hair, short knowledge!"

"I'll scratch you to death, sisters, come on, pull him down next year, let's let the female director go on"

"..."

"Stop beating, stop beating, the village secretary is here!"

"Old secretary, please tell me something fair."

"Draw lots or vote, everyone chooses one."

"Vote, I raise my hand first!"

"I raise my hand too!"

"Hey? Village chief, don't you object?"

"When did I object? I was also thinking about the village. Look at this face scratching... I will be elected as the village chief next time!"

(End of this chapter)