The booming era begins with private customization

Chapter 440 Waves
Li Mao made a lot of preparations for the Hope Primary School project.

Faced with the data, even those who felt that it would be a drag on the machinery manufacturer gave up trying to persuade Li Mao.

At an open internal meeting of the machinery factory.

As Li Mao's number one henchman, Liu Haizhong was the first to charge into battle.

"Do it! We must build the Hope Primary School! This is a good thing, it will benefit the country and the people and it will also establish a glorious image for our factory!
It is said that we study hard for the purpose of rising. Our city children can study, but we cannot fall behind the country children.

In the past, we had a hard life. We worked hard but were still exploited. We didn’t have enough to eat or warm clothes to wear.

Now that life is better, we can afford new clothes and have enough food to eat.

But we can't just think about ourselves, there are many fellow countrymen who are tightening their belts to support us!

Our machinery factory had a difficult time in the past. The shop had just opened, and we had several hundred people but limited production capacity. We had no idea whether the products we produced could generate income or fill our stomachs.

But it’s different now!

Under the wise leadership of our factory director Li Mao, we have received orders, the factory has been expanded, and we have earned so much foreign exchange that we wish we could work overtime 24 hours a day.

The factory earned it back for us.

But we have to give it ourselves!

The welfare of our factory is getting better and better, and the lives of our workers are getting better and better, but we can't just take care of ourselves.

As the old saying goes, no matter how hard the life is, you must not let your children suffer, and no matter how poor the life is, you must not let your education suffer.

There is no shortage of schools in our city, so let’s take them to places where they are really needed!
I firmly agree with the factory's Hope Primary School plan. If possible, I hope that the name of our "Red Star Machinery Factory Hope Primary School" can be made known to everyone.

When we are old and bring our children back to our hometown, we will be able to face our fellow villagers with our heads held high.

I am a worker in the machinery factory, and the Red Star Machinery Factory Hope Primary School is built with my hard work and dedication!"

Liu Haizhong clenched his right hand and raised it high, speaking passionately, not only to encourage his co-workers but also to express his inner thoughts.

"Good! Director Liu said it well!"

"Resolutely follow the factory director's footsteps! Make contributions to the cause of the machinery factory!"

Amid a series of cheers from his co-workers, Liu Haizhong couldn't help rubbing his eyes.

Born in this era and rooted in this era.

Too many workers are deeply grateful for this era.

Some older workers rubbed their eyes and began to wipe away tears while listening to Liu Haizhong's speech.

The origins of the people in Kyoto are very complicated.

There are craftsmen selected from all over the world.

There are poor people who have been making a living at the edge of the city since they were born.

There are also determined people who follow the team to climb snow-capped mountains and cross grasslands.

Even among the young people from the factory who were recruited by Li Mao to resist lightning, many of them followed their fathers out of the cave dwellings.

They know and see how hard their fellow villagers have suffered.

No one knows better than them how hard life is in their hometown.

Only with common experiences and common desires can we empathize.

At the current discussion meeting on Hope Primary School, the entire machinery factory was united in unity.

Even some sophisticated and selfish people, faced with the possible fame and the guarantee that it would not affect their normal salary and benefits, would cheer for it.

Worker representatives expressed their opinions one by one.

The young men from the compound who were recruited by Li Mao also raised their hands in agreement on the stage.

His face turned red and he couldn't wait to roll up his sleeves and work in the workshop to earn more money and make the factory more wealthy.

In this atmosphere, Yan Bugui, who had transformed himself from a teacher, used an abacus to calculate the data given by Li Mao, and then raised his hand calmly:
"Director, as an accountant who changed his job from a primary school teacher, I have something to say!"

Li Mao raised his hand, palm facing down, and pressed down slightly.

With just one move, he controlled the situation in front of him.

This kind of scene is hard to imagine in the steel rolling mill next door, or even in more factories.

In this era when workers are the backbone of the society, if their superiors say something that doesn’t please them, workers will dare to slam the table in private, and even in meetings, they will still dare to confront them head-on.

There is no such thing as saving the leader's face and just being patient.

If they encounter a technical expert who is the master of an entire factory, and if they encounter something unreasonable, they would even dare to force the factory director to step down from the stage at the meeting.

Even so, the factory director had to bring gifts to apologize to the workers in the factory afterwards.

If the bad attitude gets reported to higher-ups, the factory manager will have to be replaced.

"Accountant Yan, continue."

Li Mao turned his palm over, motioning Yan Bugui to continue.

Yan Bugui, who was given enough face, had an indescribable excitement on his face.

Although he was reluctant to pour cold water on this matter, as a former elementary school teacher, Yan Bugui believed that he had the responsibility and obligation to convey the dangers before this matter began:
"Director, as our factory's accountant, I am very clear about our factory's financial situation. Under your wise leadership.

The average profit per product produced by our factory can be said to be the highest in our hometown!

It is this kind of horrifying envy that has created the benefits of our machinery factory that are the envy of all the factories in Kyoto.

As a result, even in the past few years, our factory has never had workers working on an empty stomach, or collapsing from exhaustion on the production line.

Even with this Hope Primary School project, the factory director still left us some room for error.

After deducting the necessary funds for our factory, the welfare of the factory workers, and various other possible expenses, our remaining account balance is still enough to build ten or even more Hope Primary Schools at the same time.

But our plan is only for three schools. From this point of view, our factory is indeed far-sighted.

In this way, even if the profit in the next year is not as good as this year, our book funds can still support us for many years.

Even if we need to suspend operations due to lack of funds, we still have enough time to deal with it so as not to be accused of breaking trust with our fellow villagers.

The factory director has given thorough consideration to economic issues.

But the key point is, we can build a house, but we can't get a teacher!

If we report it, given that there are not enough teachers in various cities right now, we are likely to be rejected at this stage.”

Yan Bugui pushed his glasses and a trace of bitterness appeared on his face.

As a former primary school teacher, he knew exactly what his colleagues were thinking.

Except for a very small number of people like Lao Zhao who had previously distributed award certificates in the hospital, who were opportunistic and irresponsible.

There are more teachers like him who have already started a family and have a lot of old and young people at home.

In this situation, even if they wanted to, they couldn't give up their families. As Yan Bugui spoke, the meeting room fell into silence.

Just like Yan Bugui said, the factory is full of workers. They are good at doing the work, but it is really difficult to ask them to find a way to solve this problem.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the factory director, Li Mao.

As the founder of the machinery factory, as a factory director who is younger than the worker representatives present, and as a person who personally built the machinery factory from a workshop to its current scale, Li Mao.

His presence itself is an invisible support to the workers in the factory.

In fact, as the specially established R&D workshop in the factory carries out in-depth research and development, Li Mao can now only offer opinions and suggestions on some ideas.

Many times, we can only provide guidance on the general direction and functionality of the product.

Leave professional matters to professionals. The things prepared by today's machinery factories and R&D workshops are no longer the small things that Li Mao could accomplish alone in the past.

But even so, it still does not affect the workers in the factory, even the trust of senior workers in the R&D workshop.

Feeling the gazes coming at him, Li Mao felt the burden on his shoulders becoming heavier and heavier.

"What Accountant Yan said makes a lot of sense. In fact, I have also considered this situation.

Many old teachers are too old to do much.

In addition, the city itself is short of resources, so once our plan is reported, it will indeed cause trouble for the higher-ups.

There are difficulties, but we can't stop moving forward! "

Li Mao stood up and pressed his hands hard on the table. His sonorous and powerful words conveyed his determination and strength to everyone in the conference room:
“If there are difficulties, we will solve them! If there is a shortage of teachers, we will recruit them ourselves.

Considering that most teachers in rural areas today have not even attended junior high school, and when they reach high school, some teachers don’t even know as much as smart students.

I plan to apply to the higher authorities for a number of quotas and select employees who have graduated from the city but are dissatisfied with their jobs, or even students who are waiting for assignment at home.

Our machinery factory will pay the wages!
If he can teach sincerely in our Hope Primary School for three years, we will transfer him back to Kyoto.

Fellow workers, don’t worry about the future.

As the production scale of our machinery factory expands and as our products circulate in the market, our machinery factory will certainly not stop here!
In the future, our machinery factory will also have our own primary school and our own junior high school like those big factories!
If there are enough students, we can even set up our own workers and peasants high school!

By that time, these teachers with educational experience will be the solid foundation of our machinery factory workers and peasants school!

The teachers we have trained ourselves will definitely educate the children in our machinery factory conscientiously and responsibly! "

As soon as Li Mao finished speaking, the entire conference room fell silent.

With a cheer, the entire conference room was plunged into a sea of ​​excitement.

Many worker representatives have even begun to imagine what a wonderful scene it will be once the machinery factory is established.

At this moment, the Hope Primary School Project is no longer just meeting the spiritual needs of factory workers.

More importantly, there is a look into the future.

"Director, what else are you talking about! Write an application! All the workers in our factory should sign it together! Let the factories in Kyoto City see what the consciousness of our workers is!"

"Yes, let the people in those brother factories see that our machinery factory can not only endure hardships and make money, but also provide support to our farmer brothers!"

"Work hard for 100 days to build our factory's Hope Primary School!"

"Work hard for a hundred days and contribute to our children's future schools!"

"My sister's house still has some old books. I will go get them when I go back today and donate them to the Hope Primary School in our factory.

The factory's plan is the factory's plan. The workers in our machinery factory are all great and we should also do our part!"

The discussion in the meeting room was heated.

Before the end of get off work that day, a joint application filled with names and densely packed fingerprints was rolled up and sent to the ministry.

Apart from the first few application forms, there was a long string of signatures glued together.

Just when the machinery factory was making big moves in full swing.

In the evening, on the way back to the Siheyuan, there was an intersection some distance away from the Siheyuan.

Li Mao was stopped by Director Wang who was waiting there.

Then he went to the street office, entered the office, closed the door, and made two cups of tea before Director Wang talked about his purpose:

“I received a call from the subdistrict office in Baoding this afternoon.

Widow Bai's son was caught red-handed by comrades from the police station over there for being involved in drug-related crimes.

Not only did they catch him red-handed, but they also found a lot of things in his house, as well as an exaggerated amount of money.

According to the interrogation report, Widow Bai's son insisted that these were all left by He Daqing.

This is the first time they have done this kind of gambling."

"Wow, it's my first time doing this. That's really interesting. It's just like the gangsters and the ghost market dealers who got caught. When they got caught, it was their first time.

So those that were not caught before don't count, right?"

Li Mao chuckled and joked, not taking the matter too seriously.

Anyway, He Yushui has already severed ties with the old He family. According to the current situation, the severance of ties was announced many years ago. No matter what trouble the old He family gets into, it will not affect her.

Unless there is clear evidence to prove that the trouble happened before He Yushui broke off the relationship.

"Who says it's not true? These scums are just like that. If they are caught, it's their first time. If the person handling the case is not the same person who handled it last time, they will stick to it even if they go to jail."

Director Wang sighed, saying that her years of grassroots experience had given her a very deep understanding of this type of people.

"So Aunt Wang, you called me here today, isn't it just for this matter? Or is there something else in this matter that I need to pay attention to?"

Li Mao picked up the tea and asked directly.

Given the relationship between the two of them now, there is no need for them to be polite and talk a lot before getting down to business, as some people do.

"You are really smart, you guessed it before I even said it?
Yes, there is something that needs your attention.

According to colleagues there, they received a report and were able to catch the White Widow's son.

Even when they went to arrest him, they ran into someone who was trying to cause trouble maliciously, and that's why they caught him red-handed.

In fact, the White Widow's son is also very smart.

Not only was the place chosen a remote one, but they also left people watching on the route that was necessary to take.

If someone hadn’t interfered, it would have been difficult for the colleagues over there to get the evidence on the spot.”

Director Wang shook his head and explained the problems in this matter again.

Li Mao just listened and understood the key point: "Aunt Wang is saying that someone is plotting something here? And the target is He Daqing who has already been dealt with?
Bite to death He Daqing's savings? This is killing people! "

(End of this chapter)