A piece of paper

Xian Jin continued the five-day journey until night, and walked by night to Jixi Workshop - where she would spend most of her retreat in the next month or even two months. There was a mule cart behind her with several large bags. Wrapping luggage.

Xian Jin lay on Zhang's mother's shoulder and squinted for an hour on the mule cart. As soon as the mule cart stopped, he woke up feeling refreshed and a good man again.

When we arrived at Jixi Workshop, it was already past Haishi.

The Jixi workshop is brightly lit, with thick pillars of white wax lanterns hung on the four ceilings and sixteen corners. A three-legged brazier is set up every two meters between the ceilings. Strong men sweating profusely, either holding a bamboo curtain as wide as their arms, or carrying a large bamboo basket on their shoulders to burn charcoal for the wall, walking in a hurry and looking nervous.

The heads of staff drawn from more than 20 paper companies have all arrived.

There are now a total of seventy-eight people staying in the Jixi workshop including clerks, cooks, accountants, buyers, logistics, and sweepers.

It's a very large team.

There are four rooms in the back room of Jixi workshop, and they are all occupied.

". Hengji has the most people here. Including the two guys who were recruited from Qiuwei Tribute Paper, there are now a total of eight people in the Jixi workshop; followed by Liu Ji, with five people; and then Yunji and Sanbao Paper House. There are three people in them all, and almost all other paper mills have two people.”

Aunt Zhong walked very quickly, took Xian Jin to the back room, and opened a door at random.

A strong stench.

The smell of sweat, feet, and the sour smell of a coat that hadn't been washed for more than ten days all mixed together.

The appearance of gold was so cloudy and foggy.

Seeing flowers in the mist, Xian Jin tried his best to open his eyes and saw three upper and lower beds arranged in order, but there were rows of socks hanging on the wooden shelves, bed boards and tables.

"Hire two more handy aunts to be responsible for cleaning the house and washing the clothes of these big men every day." The house must have water, we can’t provide ice, at least there must be clean cold water.”

Aunt Zhong took the reed pen and immersed herself in writing down the notes, then took Xian Jin to the kitchen.

"The meat and vegetables are all fresh. I have contacted the market to deliver them every day. I have left samples of every day's meals for future reference. There are meat and eggs every day, and there is enough rice."

Mrs. Zhong opened the basket covered with white gauze, revealing the neatly arranged eggs.

"We don't have to worry about water. There are two wells in the yard, and Longchuan Creek is next to them. On the first day everyone came here, I repeatedly emphasized that the water at the entrance must be drawn from the back kitchen. Don't be greedy for coldness or convenience, and drink well water at will. Stream.”

Aunt Zhong continued, "We have also contacted medical clinics and medicine halls less than a mile away from Jixi Workshop to provide consultation at any time."

Xianjin saw that the kitchen was neat and tidy, with four large stoves distributed from north to south, and about a hundred bowls lined up in the cupboard like a military formation. He nodded with satisfaction, "Manager Zhong is very good at his job, he has thought of every detail. "

Aunt Zhong smiled sheepishly, revealing two shallow dimples, "The fifth girl from the Heng family came here three days ago, and she helped a lot."

Xianjin nodded, "Two days ago, all the merchants were in place. Is there any thorn in the side?"

Aunt Zhong shook her head, "They are all capable men selected by each family. When we see that Master Li Sanshun and Master Zhao Dezheng are guarding here, who dares to make a mistake?"

But there is always right and wrong when there are many people.

"I just heard a few guys discussing privately that our Chen family is headed by a little girl. They questioned whether we were tough. If we can't grab the tribute paper in the end, we will waste our time and money."

Aunt Zhong spoke very objectively, "I heard the exact words, but selfishly I thought they were not unpleasant, so I took no action."

Xian Jin nodded slightly, "I am a little girl, and they suspect that my methods are not strong enough; if I am a young man, they will suspect that I am not experienced enough; if I am an old man, they will suspect that I am not energetic enough - their suspicions , It has nothing to do with who I am, as long as I am a superior person, I will be questioned."

"As for these doubts, if they are well-intentioned, we don't need to pay attention; if they are malicious, we will have to attack them hard." Xian Jin walked through the kitchen and walked towards the brightly lit water-misted ceiling. "Our move is unprecedented in Xuancheng Mansion." Yes, most of the merchants who dared to sign the membership list of the Chamber of Commerce had their devotion and love for rice paper. We must be strict, tolerant and profitable."

"Strict in management, there are many people, mixed opinions, broad ideas, and they are all young and energetic men. Once something happens, it will be a big deal, let alone not grabbing the tribute paper, but entering the government office instead;"

"Be tolerant of words and deeds, be tolerant of different opinions, don't be xenophobic, don't be entangled with Chen Ji and Heng Ji, and let others do their own thing. Nothing good can come out of this;"

"It is beneficial to oneself. The benefits brought by the tributes must be equally shared among all participating merchants. The honor and money brought by making tributes must also be made clear to every member of the association. There is an account that can be calculated slowly."

Xianjin said casually, "We, the Chen family, are the leaders, participants, and beneficiaries - but Sister Zhong, these big principles cannot be compared to our own comfort."

After all, Mrs. Zhong is a woman, and she is a woman of the right age and good looks.

She has a strong enough heart and endogenous motivation brought from later generations, and she has no strange thoughts about being among such seventy or eighty young and strong men all day long;

But Aunt Zhong is different. When doing things, a boss must respect the objective opinions and subjective considerations of his subordinates.

Is Mrs. Zhong willing?

Aunt Zhong was stunned for a moment, and then she understood the meaning of showing off her wealth. She smiled, and the two of them were deeply moved, "When I go out to do things, if I still consider not doing it when there are too many men, then I can say that the kiss was in vain." , you’ve shed that layer of skin for nothing!”

"You and the fifth girl of the Heng family are not afraid of the two little girls who have not left the court. I have nothing to worry about!"

Aunt Zhong smiled, but also added something later, "That said, when I was making plans, I also rented two houses with two entrances in the village next door. You and Miss Hengwu will live in one house. We live in a house with the mothers who live in the kitchen, and the kitchen room where Tuesday Dog and the Zheng brothers live is right in front of our house. If anyone is not discerning, they can come immediately if there is any trouble."

He looked at Aunt Zhong with golden eyes and a smile, and the joy in his heart was about to reach the sky!

OMG!

She has trained a director of her own!

Suo'er is the general secretary, and this is the reserve assistant!

Tears in my eyes!

She is willing to exchange twenty salary a year for Aunt Zhong's lifetime contract!

Xian Jin's eyes were too hot.

Aunt Zhong lowered her head and coughed lightly, "When this tribute paper dispute comes to an end, if the outcome is good, I will use my leverage."

Aunt Zhong lowered her head and touched the two stripes of her cuffs.

Isn't it just for these few bars that she curls up like this and does it so seriously?

Aunt Du, who was admitted to Chenji in the same class as her, had been admitted as a scholar in one fell swoop with Du Junning last autumn, which somehow made her stand out!

She had a dream that day. She dreamed of her son wearing a purple robe and riding a tall horse to sew a uniform for her in front of the store. When she took off the uniform, she saw that the cuffs were densely covered with bars.

The dream is absurd and nihilistic. After waking up from the dream, the happy mood is very real.

Aunt Zhong hates it.

I hate why my son is only three years old!

Xian Jin laughed and said, "Manager Dong will be sixty-two next year. If nothing happens, he will probably retire."

Mrs. Zhong straightened her back and her waist straight.

Xian Jin walked out with his head buried in his chest. Halfway there, he turned around and told Madam Zhong, "By the way, make room for Master Gou's bed. He's not here."

Aunt Zhong squinted her eyes, and without asking any more questions, she replied neatly, "Okay, I'll go to the medical clinic right away and prescribe two plasters for my legs - it's summer, and the wounds on Mr. Gou's legs are most likely to relapse, and they are more likely to relapse." It's itchy and painful, so you can't stay in a steamy and hot workshop."

Seeing that Mrs. Zhong understood instantly, Xianjin smiled happily and gave him a thumbs up without hesitation.

Noon the next day.

The guys had lunch in the back kitchen, wiped their sweat and returned to the back room - although I don't know why, Chen Ji had a rule of taking a half-hour break after lunch.

In the first day or two, they were not used to it: paper makers, to put it bluntly, are strong people, so how could they have the habit of taking a nap at noon?

So squeamish! After two days of rest: it smells so good!

If you squint your eyes at noon, even if you can't sleep, you will feel very energetic in the afternoon and even in the evening.

When the big guy opened the door, everyone was stunned.

Their house is so well kept

The bedding was neatly folded, the table was cleared, and the water in the basin was changed. Not to mention the fragrance overflowing, it was also crystal clear.

Everyone looked at each other.

After playing like this for two or three days, a few words came out - "The night before yesterday, Chen Ji's shopkeeper He came. He heard that our work was hard, so he specially hired two eldest sisters to help clean the house every day. , change the bedding.”

"More than just changing the bedding! The dirty pants I changed out of yesterday were all fucking washed for me!"

"I'm not just washing my pants! I've washed my comb that has been used for thirty years and it's shiny! I've had my hair polished for thirty years!"

"Shopkeeper He is such a considerate person!"

"Good people, good people!"

"I will do it well! I will do it until midnight today!"

Although these compliments sounded a bit strange, Xianjin accepted them happily.

After three days of preparation, in the evening, before the night had completely set, and the halo of the sun was hidden behind the rolling clouds, three gong sounds of "dong dong dong" pierced the sky.

Seventy or eighty people, grouped by their respective business names, stood in three rows.

Xian Jin walked up the steps, his hands dropped naturally, he glanced around calmly, and said, "Hello everyone."

Behind him is Hengxi of the Heng family, the second in command of the Liu family, the shopkeeper of the Yun family, and the illiterate Brother Qiang who selflessly provided two cooks.

As soon as Xian Jin opened his mouth, the guy below him was obviously shocked.

In such an open venue, when this thin and tall girl spoke, her voice was full of energy and could be clearly heard in everyone's ears.

At least it proved that she was not as weak and slender as she seemed.

"Everyone must have heard of me."

"Congratulations show gold, congratulations show congratulations, show congratulations show gold, and show gold."

Xianjin said his name calmly and clearly, "Chen Ji, the big shopkeeper, the talker of the three workshops of 'Xuantian', 'Fubai' and 'Jixi'."

Xianjin stood beside the gong and spoke every word clearly.

"I don't think I need to explain why you are standing here. Ba Zhangxuan has been hiding from the world for a long time. We are all the top paper makers in Xuancheng Mansion. If such precious tribute paper can be made by everyone, It is also a great achievement that the ancestral tombs are smoking."

There was always a smile on Xianjin's lips, and his eyes seriously and sincerely stopped on everyone's face one by one.

"I think everyone is tired of hearing this nonsense."

Xianjin changed the subject, spread his lips and smiled, "When we work, we don't tell lies, only tell the truth - once the rice paper is selected as the tribute paper, Chen Ji will reward each person present with three taels of silver."

"The paper mill where you are located will be rewarded with another three taels of silver."

Six taels of silver, two months.

Most of the people present moved their eyebrows and eyes involuntarily!

Like Li Sanshun, there must be one or two masters in Xuancheng Prefecture who are paid five or six taels of silver a month! ——The reason why directors and supervisors are paid so much is because they get two contributions, one from Xian Jin, and one from Chen Fu.

For the rest, especially those working in small and medium-sized workshops, it would be great if they could make half a drop of money a month!

In any industry, please note that in any industry, the income at the top of the pyramid is unimaginable, and most people are at the middle and bottom of the pyramid. Only in this way can the structure of this industry be stable and balanced.

Naked money is the best way to motivate employees.

The snack benefits, humanistic care, and pantry culture are all just floating clouds, vulnerable to financial incentives.

What is a good boss?

A good boss is one who is willing to cut his own flesh.

Cut off the meat and feed it to the employees, turning the employees into capital, so that you can get more meat.

No company that only knows how to draw big pie can go public.

All leading companies are generous in terms of money.

Xian Jinyan looked at the muscular men in the audience who couldn't hide their elated expressions. They smiled and raised their hands. Zheng Da and Zheng Er took paper and painted the wall. They pasted a large piece of paper on the outer wall of the back room. superior.

The characters are also written in large sizes.

Someone was literate, read it clearly without any difficulty, and read out, "Twenty rules for the tribute paper project promotion camp. The first rule is for groups of ten. The leader and member list of each group is as follows."

The font on the list is very small.

The words on the list were unclear, so I simply skipped them. "The second rule prohibits fighting, provoking troubles, and gathering in groups to cause trouble. The third rule prohibits staying out at night, going out to camp without permission, and behaving inappropriately. The fourth rule prohibits revealing the camp." Rule 20 of Zhongzhu Shi, those who violate the rules will be demerited for the first time, returned to the company they work for the second time, and will never participate in the production of tribute paper."

Equivalent to camp discipline.

Everyone thought it was quite good. There would be no rule without rules. After everyone read it, most of them nodded with understanding and accepted it calmly.

Xianjin praised in his heart: As expected of the bosses of each company, they are all first-tier talents, their quality is really excellent!

The nitpicking Xian Jin expected did not happen.

The first conference ended successfully.

That night, Xianjin stayed in the ceiling very late. It was not until many of the workers returned to the back room one after another that Xianjin packed up and returned to his yard.

Under the hazy night, passing by the back room where the "Twenty Rules of the Advancement Camp" were posted, Xian Jin saw a person from a distance, standing casually with his hands folded across his chest. He was extremely tall and his head was full of interest. The ground is tilted, and you can tell from the shadow that this man is venomous, wanton, and unforgiving.

"Baoyuan."

Xian Jin stepped forward quickly and called with a smile.

Qiao Hui turned his head and saw the girl running towards him in small steps. A smile filled his eyes. When the girl stood beside him, he pointed upward casually and said in a hoarse voice, "You are missing a lot. .”

"Tuesday Dog, Manager Dong's eldest son Dong Xiao, Nan Xiaogua, who else is there?"

"Oh, it was Qiqi Qi who came up with the idea of ​​engraving and applying wax."

"These are the direct descendants of the direct descendants you mentioned, right?"

Only when I got 4,000 yuan did I have the nerve to ask for votes.