plum city

Chapter 50 The Last Day
The waiting days are long. In the opinion of Section Chief Ma and Zheng Datong, this month can be broken into several months.Section Chief Ma sat in the office and looked at Factory Director Zhao every day. He seemed very busy, but he had nothing to do. For the first time, he felt that it turned out that it was more difficult for people to have nothing to do than to be busy.

When you are busy, when you lower your head, half a day has passed; when you raise your head, a day has passed.Especially on days when he feels like walking is windy and the corners of his clothes can hit someone to death, he feels happy every day. It’s really not the spring breeze that makes horses hoof disease, but the time disease. It seems that he hasn’t had time to enjoy this beautiful day. This day It's over.

No matter how long the wait is, there will be an end, and no matter how difficult the days are, there will be an end.Section Chief Ma and Zheng Datang are counting on their fingers every day. Tomorrow is the last day, which is the day they pay the deposit. So far, they are still the only ones to sign up.

Section Chief Ma's acquaintances at Erqing Corporation told them, "Don't worry, no one at Meicheng Knitting Factory will even ask except you."

It is not surprising that there is a trend in Meicheng Town right now. Whether it is Hangzhou-owned enterprises, county-owned or town-run enterprises, they are now undergoing restructuring.In comparison, the location of Meicheng Knitting Factory is relatively remote in Meicheng. The restructuring of the printing factory and Xinghuo Instrument Factory on the edge of the cross street still requires mobilization work from inside the factory to outside the factory, let alone them.

After the deposit is handed over tomorrow, and the morning after tomorrow, the restructuring leading group will come to the factory to announce that the restructuring of Meicheng Knitting Factory is successful. They will also symbolically ask Director Zhao to hand over the official seal of Meicheng Knitting Factory on the spot in front of everyone. The leader of the leadership team will then hand it over to Section Chief Ma. In this way, the entire factory will be handed over.

Section Chief Ma and Zheng Datong thought that it would be best if the person named Zhao trembled with trembling hands and couldn't hold the official seal in his hand firmly. He fell to the stage and rolled down the stage. The person named Zhao was in the roar of everyone's laughter. Amidst the sound, I could only blush and walk off the stage to pick up the official seal.

"In that case, I stand in front of the stage and step on this official seal. What can the person named Zhao do? He is no longer the director of the factory. I am the owner of this factory. Do you think he should beg pitifully? Can I raise my feet?" Zheng Datong said happily.

Section Chief Ma also laughed when he thought of that scene. He said he wanted it, and he definitely wanted it. If he doesn't beg you, don't lift your feet.

"Okay!" Zheng Datang slapped the table and laughed wildly.

Section Chief Ma continued to think. He thought that when the seal was handed over to him, he would take out a handkerchief from his pocket, wipe the seal well, then hold it up and face the sun to see if the seal was damaged. .Of course it won't be damaged. It's a horn badge. Are horns that easily damaged?
Hehe, your day is only one day tomorrow. Starting from the day after tomorrow, it depends on how I rub you.Section Chief Ma looked at Factory Director Zhao across from him and was thinking.

In the afternoon, Section Chief Ma got on his bicycle and prepared to go to Meicheng Town, with Zheng Datang on his back.Starting today, no one is working in the factory. Everyone knows that after tomorrow, the factory will no longer have the surname Gong, but will have the surname Ma. They will change from the working class who leads everything to being led by the surname Ma. of migrant workers.

The formal workers felt particularly strongly about this. They all felt sad and sad even if they still had time to work.

Those female workers, look at the migrant workers next to them, and think that one day later, in this factory, they will have the same status as these migrant workers. They will no longer be the same as before. They will receive one share and the migrant workers will receive half. Unable to bear it, they lay down on the sewing machine and cried.

Even Director Zhao was sitting there with a sallow look on his face.The energy of the past few days seems to be gone, and the whole person looks depressed.Everyone was thinking about their escape, thinking about escaping for their lives. As the last emperor, no one came in to ask for instructions. He didn't have the confidence to take a newspaper tube and go to the toilet to beat people and drive them away.

There is no one in the toilet now, everyone is in the workshop. They are either sitting on the sewing machine, or sitting on the cutting bed and packaging table, or sitting on the fabric and carton that have not been cut yet. Even the sound of chatting is gone. It was easy to talk, and everyone seemed to be in the theater. There was an intermission at the moment, and they were waiting for the play to continue.

After today and tomorrow, the curtain will be raised again. The play on the stage has not changed, the props have not changed, and the scenery has not changed. The clothing factory is still a clothing factory, and the work is still the same job of Fang Guofei and his company, but the protagonist on stage is still the same. changed.

The audience in the audience will also change. Some audience members will leave midway.

Another day, everyone was waiting. Even the old man who was looking at the reception room at the gate didn't know where he was. He was no longer bothered to care about people coming in and out, and he asked for any exit passes. Damn it.

Section Chief Ma, carrying Zheng Datang on his back, snorted as he passed the communication room:
"If you take off duty at work, Director Zheng will fire this old man the day after tomorrow."

Zheng Datong said: "It is necessary."

"This communication room is not of ordinary importance. I thought about it and asked my father to keep an eye on it." Section Chief Ma continued.

Zheng Datong nodded in agreement: "It's necessary. Our own factory must be watched by our own people before we can rest assured. These bastards can't steal a needle."

"Yes!" Section Chief Ma nodded, "Not even a fly is allowed to fly over."

Both of them have passed through a lot of things in the factory, and they both know that if the door of the clothing factory is not tightly closed, it will be worse than the zipper of the crotch underneath.In the entire factory, there is no worker who has scissors, threads, buttons, zippers, etc. that were not taken from the factory.When working the night shift, there are female workers who go to the cutting bed and cut a large piece of cloth when no one is around. They run to the women's restroom, wrap the cloth around themselves, wrap it into a rice dumpling, and put clothes on it, that's it. Take the cloth out.

Anyway, each piece of fabric will have shrinkage, and the quantity cut out will be less than the quantity on the code sheet.

Section Chief Ma and Zheng Datang arrived at the Meicheng Town Government and the office of the restructuring leading group. As soon as they walked in, the people inside called them Boss Ma and Boss Zheng. Some people shouted, "Why, the two bosses came to inspect the work." Already?

Section Chief Ma chuckled and said, "I'm here to ask for the account number. I want to transfer money in this afternoon."

The other party said: "Why are you in a hurry? We won't pay until tomorrow. We are not in a hurry. Why are you in a hurry, Boss Ma?"

Section Chief Ma was still smiling. He said: "I'm not afraid that the bank will have problems tomorrow and I won't be able to get so much money at once. Let's get 35 today and another 15 tomorrow. How about it? Do you want it?" , don’t you want us to leave?”

Section Chief Ma pretended to leave, but someone quickly grabbed him and said he wanted it, "Where can I find money delivered to my door that I don't want?"

Immediately, someone wrote the account number to him.

The two people left the Meicheng Town Government and found a public phone. They immediately called Fang Guofei. As soon as the call came through, Fang Guofei cursed on the other end. He said:
"I thought you didn't want the money anymore. You're so damn calm. I'm going to send money tomorrow and you won't even give me your account now."

On the other end of the phone, the two people were laughing, and Section Chief Ma said, "Don't you know that this little money is just drizzle to your boss, and it will be there every minute, so why are we in a hurry?"

"Stop blabbering, I'm busy here, give me your account number quickly." Fang Guofei said.

Section Chief Ma quickly reported the account number to Fang Guofei. Fang Guofei repeated it and confirmed that it was correct. Fang Guofei said, I will let the finance department tomorrow. Don’t rush to work in the morning. Go directly to the bank to transfer the money and then come back at nine o’clock. There will be an exchange. You will receive it at about ten o'clock.

"Okay, thank you, Boss Fang!" The two people here nodded and bowed.

After calling Fang Guofei, they went to the bank. Section Chief Ma called the 35 he had collected first.

After leaving the bank, the two people looked at each other and smiled happily.

"Let's go to my place. You can't miss this drink in the evening." Section Chief Ma said to Zheng Datong, and Zheng Datang agreed.

The two of us no longer go back to work in the factory, but are still working on odd shifts. The factory is ours, so who cares about us?

It was Section Chief Ma who carried Zheng Datang on his back, and they went to Section Chief Ma's home in Shuimen.

When passing by the Hangcheng Electric Meter Factory, they saw that the door was closed. A group of people inside the door and a group of people outside the door were arguing fiercely through the iron fence. It turned out that the factory was also undergoing restructuring, and the opinions were not unified. There was a fuss.

Section Chief Ma was very emotional when he saw it. He and Zheng Datong said: "Don't tell me, Zhao has taken control of the factory during this period. It is a good thing for us. Have you seen that our factory is even connected?" There wasn’t a single troublemaker.”

Zheng Datong laughed: "Does that mean you want to invite someone named Zhao to drink with you?"

Section Chief Ma sighed, thinking that drinking would be a no-brainer, but could he consider opening up the rules so that there would be no need for friction?

(End of this chapter)