I became the richest man by relying on daily chemicals

Chapter 72

"There must be something weird about this company."

"They hired so many security guards to watch, the workers in the factory must be in great pain, right?"

"Yes, it should be a black workshop that is more terrifying than Gao Sheng's! It must be like this!"

The feelings of these reporters pleading for the people began to explode again. Although they had just accepted Han Jianing's favor, many people still decided that they must find out some truth.

Xue Chunfeng, a reporter from Pengcheng Daily, intentionally lagged a few steps behind, and quietly walked towards other buildings in the factory without following Han Jianing.

To their surprise, next to the two large workshops that had just risen from the ground, there was a three-story building with an area of ​​about 1000 square meters and quite luxurious decoration.

The structure of this small building is not aesthetically pleasing, but there are many air-conditioning units hanging outside the building. In addition to green shade, two rows of flowers were planted ingeniously on both sides, and there is a fountain at the main entrance.

The ground of the small courtyard at the entrance is not pitch-black asphalt, but is made of...

"Damn, here, the imperial kiln gold bricks!"

Of course, the gold bricks are not gold, but high-grade large square bricks fired with fine clay in the Suzhou area.

Because of the complicated workmanship, the price is expensive, and it was used exclusively by the imperial palaces of the Ming and Qing dynasties.

Such an expensive pavement is enough to show that this small building is very unusual, and it must be a residence that only the big shots in this factory can enjoy.

Xue Chunfeng's eyes lit up, and he sneered:
"Okay, it finally showed its flaws."

I just said that Xiao Jiang's workshop is so beautifully repaired, how can he still work in that kind of low, run-down office building.

It turned out that she had already repaired the office building, but she hadn't moved in yet.

Maybe this Mr. Jiang deliberately left that broken building for outsiders to see, but actually lived here to enjoy a life of extravagance.

She waved her hand quickly, and asked the cameraman to follow her footsteps and move forward quickly.

Pushing open the door, the two were stunned by the scene before them.

Rows of wooden tables and chairs are neatly arranged in the large room, and the surrounding area is even more fragrant, which makes people move their index fingers.

This is……

Xue Chunfeng raised his eyes and saw "Today's Vegetable Price" written in chalk on the blackboard not far away, and then he realized it.

This is the cafeteria?

canteen?

This, such a beautiful residence is actually a canteen!
"Impossible, how can there be such a beautifully decorated canteen?" Xue Chunfeng murmured.

However, she couldn't help but believe it.

At lunch time, many workers have come to eat at the wrong peak.

Each of them had a smile on their face, their eyes were shining, and they were full of hope for a better future.

Xue Chunfeng couldn't help but stepped forward and pointed the microphone at a young man and woman who were eating together. The two wanted to hide in a corner to chat privately, but Xue Chunfeng caught him on the spot, and they blushed for a while.

"Hi comrades, I'm a reporter from "Pengcheng Daily". May I ask you a few questions?"

"Uh, okay, okay, may I ask you." The male worker asked a little nervously.

Xue Chunfeng said in disbelief:
"Excuse me, is this a cafeteria? Is it open to everyone, or do we have to meet certain standards to come?"

The two workers looked at each other with happy smiles on their faces.

"Yes, this is the specialty of our factory.

We didn't believe that such a luxurious building was a canteen for us at first, but the boss said that no matter how hard it is, we can all come here to eat.

Not only is it lunch time, but the chef here is on standby 24 hours a day in three shifts, and all the workers can come to eat at any time when they are tired. There is no such thing as a meal time. "

gosh...

Both Xue Chunfeng and the cameraman were dumbfounded.

The cafeteria of their newspaper office has long been outsourced, and the early meals in the morning have not yet been prepared, and sometimes the cafeteria closes early when they come back from the scene late, so there is no chef waiting for them all the time.

Even if they can still eat enough food, it is only enough to eat. In the era of market economy, canteens are also responsible for their own profits and losses. Although there are subsidies, canteens must try their best to make a profit. Of course, they will not cook too delicious food.

"If it's at meal time, the chef of the local cuisine will cook sweet and sour short ribs, eight-treasure duck, fried pork chops in advance, and all kinds of seafood and noodles are available.

If you get tired of eating, you can go to the stir fry window. You only need to spend another [-] yuan to have a dish. You can make several dishes according to your taste and the ingredients of the day. "

"Eight yuan..." Xue Chunfeng said in surprise, "The price of this dish is so expensive? You can eat good food for eight dollars in a hotel outside!"

"The dishes prepared in advance only cost 1 yuan, and there are meat and vegetables, and the food subsidies given by the company are very high. Besides..."

The young male worker proudly raised his chest in front of his girlfriend:
"I am the craftsman of the elite group of our new workshop, and my income this month must be more than [-], and I can afford to eat small stir-fries!
And the chefs in our cafeteria are really good, how can the outside hotels have such delicious food as ours?

Our line leader said that when the company grows bigger, more canteens will be built, and all cuisines will be available at that time, satisfying the appetites of all employees from all over the world! "

"My God..." Xue Chunfeng burst into tears, and couldn't help trembling, "Well, do you still need someone?"

"Our company's recruitment standards are very high, and we are no longer recruiting people." The female worker sitting next to me also said quite proudly.

"However, I believe that our company will grow bigger and bigger in the future, and we will definitely recruit more workers in the future.

We sincerely hope that the company can become stronger and bigger, because we all know that our little Jiang is always a person with a huge structure, and the money she earns will be used to improve our quality of life as much as possible. Everything in the company is related to us. closely related. "

Xue Chunfeng was moved to tears.

She suddenly felt that there is nothing good about being a reporter. I must always pay attention to the recruitment information of Yangfan Daily Chemical. Once there is a recruitment, I will sign up as soon as possible.

I have a bachelor's degree anyway, and such a company is worthy of my future development and career.

"What are the second and third floors for?"

She regained her composure, and continued to ask questions using her professional characteristics as a reporter.

"Oh, the second floor is a newly opened infirmary, if we have a headache, the doctor will help us treat it in time.

All workers and immediate family members can also come to the infirmary directly to see a doctor for infusion when they are sick. The infirmary does not charge consultation fees, and the company reimburses half of the medicine expenses. "

"As for the third floor, the third floor is a showroom to display our company's various honors.

But Xiao Jiang doesn't seem to care very much, so... it seems that there is one thing on display. "

"The same thing?"

Oh hoo, Xue Chunfeng feels like he has discovered big news.

She thanked the two workers and gave them 20 yuan out of her own pocket.

This is the rule of interviews in this era, and it can be regarded as an expression of gratitude to those who provide news.

Twenty yuan is a huge sum of money when the monthly income is just over 20 yuan. Unexpectedly, the man and woman both smiled and said that they don't need money.

"We are sincerely expressing our feelings for the company, we don't need money, besides, we...hehe..."

It was only then that Xue Chunfeng remembered that one of the two in front of him was a pacesetter with a monthly income of more than [-] yuan, and the other female worker had a monthly income of at least [-] yuan.

My 20 yuan was really too much to take out in front of them, so I had to carefully put it away.

What kind of excellent company is this, and what kind of corporate culture inspires them to make so many achievements?

Xue Chunfeng was even more curious, so he quickly got up and ran to the showroom on the third floor to have a look.

Generally speaking, the showroom is the place that can best reflect the history of a company. This small company has not been established for a long time. Xue Chunfeng also wonders why the boss has such a different feeling.

The bosses of other people's houses are crazily forcing the workers to work, but she has raised the wages of the workers to the limit.

Isn't she afraid that the treatment of the workers is really good, which will affect the production later?

She and the videographer came to the third floor, and saw that the large showroom on the third floor was empty and felt very lonely, and there were a few bright silver lights cast by spotlights on one of the crystal covers, illuminating the display inside. Things are shining with gold and have an extraordinary bearing.

Xue Chunfeng walked over, and when she saw what was inside, her palm shook violently, and she quickly lay down on the crystal cover to examine it carefully.

"What is this?" the cameraman asked curiously.

After a long time, Xue Chunfeng said tremblingly:
"This is the first-class gold medal of the Panama International Exposition! This... this company has such a heritage?

Why didn't they report it before? ! "

...............

Small theater time:
Xue Chunfeng: If you are too low-key, you are wrong, you have to expose it!

(End of this chapter)