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Chapter 380 Night in Nanyang (Third update, please subscribe)

In fact, in industrial production, the most important thing is people.

Just like in the enterprises of Sandoko, there have always been only slave labor, but there is absolutely no such thing as "slave machine". What limits Sandoku's industrial production has always been the lack of manpower, not machines.

The same is true in Nanyang. It is people, not machines, that limit productivity.

Although there are six to seven hundred thousand, or even more than 800,000 people flowing in every month, compared with the ever-expanding industrial production, these manpower are only just meeting the basic industrial needs.

"Director Ma, look, our factory needs more than 1000 workers, but now we have only managed less than 700 people. So many machines are idle."

With both hands on the table, Liu Biyun's shining eyes were staring directly at Director Ma of the Ministry of International Trade and Industry in front of her.

Facing the woman's flirtatious look, Ma Pengcheng shrugged, cut the steak with a knife and fork, and put the beef into his mouth. The bursting tender gravy tasted more delicious than the seasoning. After he swallowed the food, he said with a smile,

"I know, but you should know that every factory needs workers. Now every month, more than 70 immigrants flow into Nanyang. It seems like a lot, but Miss Liu, do you know how many new offices there are in Nanyang every month? Factory?"

The knife and fork in his hand stopped for a moment, Ma Pengcheng raised his eyes and looked at the enchanting-looking woman in front of him and said.

“More than 1500 factories are put into production in Borneo every month, with an average of more than 120 employees per factory, which is nearly 70 workers. The basic necessities of life for these dozens of workers and their families require hundreds of thousands of people to go to work. Guarantee, do the math, how many of these 700 people can enter the factory? By the way, people are also needed on the plantations, you know? In the past, factories and plantations had three meals of rice a day, but now because of the influx of people There are too many people. In some places, breakfast and dinner have become cassava. Do you know why? Because if you make cassava, you don’t have to ask. We don’t even have people to farm now. You said... there are not enough workers. Where are you now? Do you have enough workers? It’s already very difficult to give you workers.”

As he spoke, Ma Pengcheng continued to cut the steak. The steak was produced in Australia and tasted delicious. Because there are a large number of European immigrants in Borneo, life seems a bit Westernized. Like many people from the search team, his wife is French. , life is naturally more European.

"So, in order to ensure that 15 to 6 million people can have food to eat. Now the plantation side must be given priority, and the factory side..."

Ma Pengcheng put down his knife and fork and sighed helplessly.

"There will definitely be some problems with employment, but you can wait. Not this month, but next month, or the month after that. It will only take half a year at most. When the next batch of Japanese female workers come, I will help Ms. Liu Think of a way!"

Ma Pengcheng, who seemed helpless, had a little pride in his expression when he spoke, and his high-spirited look was very touching. From Commissioner Ma to Director Ma, he has put in too much effort in the past few years, and now he is Time to get some rewards.

People, sometimes when you give something, you always hope to get something in return. Especially when you have power, this is human nature!

In fact, what he is doing is very dangerous, and he knows very well what price he will pay if the incident comes to light. However, people have always been like this. When faced with temptation, they will always lose themselves.

"Director Ma, I would like to ask you to help me find a solution as soon as possible."

Liu Biyun is still smiling all over her face. When she was in Shanghai, she often interacted with the senior officials. Even the equipment in the factory was bought at a low price from the senior officials and now it is replaced. Just some people.

"The beef is very good, Miss Liu, please try it."

Ma Pengcheng smiled, and then continued to fight with the steak. It seems that he is unwilling to talk about this topic any further.

Even if the woman in front of him looks pleasing to the eye and makes people want to take a second look, he will do his best to control himself.

After all, he has higher pursuits.

Finally, after dinner, Ma Pengcheng put down his knife and fork, raised his wine glass, and said to Liu Biyun.

"As I said to many people at the beginning, Nanyang is the best place in Asia. It is definitely the right choice for you to invest here. In short, I wish you success."

After that, Ma Pengcheng used a napkin, wiped his lips, and stood up. When he stood up, they did not forget to pay for their dinner - according to regulations, they could not accept banquets from service staff.

Therefore, he will pay the bill himself, and of course, he will also ask for the voucher.

Liu Biyun seems to have long been used to all this, she said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, what Director Ma said is true, that's why I came here. Director Ma, I'll see you off!"

Then the two people left the restaurant together. When leaving the restaurant, Liu Biyun whispered to Ma Pengcheng.

"Director Ma, please pay more attention to matters in the factory."

Then, the two separated in front of the restaurant. There seemed to be no communication. After Ma Pengcheng opened the car door, he saw a fruit basket on the passenger seat. He looked at the fruit basket containing bananas and other fruits, and he touched it. , and then chuckled.

"You're quite good, you deserve to be from Shanghai..."

Ma Pengcheng sighed as he looked at the stack of banknotes he took out of the basket.

"Okay, even if it's just a favor, it's not easy to come all the way to do business, so it's your duty to help them..."

When driving away in the car, Ma Pengcheng couldn't even remember what he was doing for the first time he collected money, but whatever happened the first time, there was the second time, and then... he became accustomed to it.

Even now, in his opinion, the reason for collecting money is to do those businessmen a favor.

Worker. The most important thing in any factory is the workers. Without workers, even the machines are just decorations.

Only with workers can the factory be put into production.

The most stressful thing in Borneo is always the labor force. Although tens of thousands of immigrants flow in every day, the shortage of labor force still plagues Borneo.

The next morning, as soon as Ma Pengcheng entered the office, he placed the labor allocation ranking of Xia Boss Michelle Clothing Company in the first row. To collect money... he always had to do things.

……

The roar of the electric sewing machine's motor echoed in the workshop. Like all the female workers, Aizawa Yuu, who was wearing a camisole, was immersed in working in front of the sewing machine, letting sweat drip on the workbench without wiping it, and many Like everyone else, she just wants to earn more money.

The factory uses piece-rate wages, so the more you work, the more you get.

It's very hot in the workshop, and the female workers are dressed very cool and bold.

Camisole and short shorts are the normal dress. Women here like to wear those Nanyang skirts that look very beautiful, actually because they are cooler.

Standing in the office on the second floor, looking through the glass window, Xia Zhijie saw only white flowers.

It looks really pleasing to the eye!

The factory is finally put into operation!

"Master, what are you looking at?"

Seeing the master standing by the window looking reluctant to leave, Liu Biyun's eyebrows showed a little displeasure.

"Shouldn't you be looking at those Japanese women in the workshop?"

She said this because most of the female workers in the factory are from Japan.

"vulgar!"

Xia Zhijie said after taking a puff of cigarette and holding an ivory cigarette holder.

"Sir, am I like this? I am looking at the machine. Biyun, do you listen to the sound of the machine?"

How could you not hear it?

The sound of motors coming from the workshop can be heard even through the glass window.

"Do you know what that sound is?"

He said before Liu Biyun could speak.

"What I'm hearing is the sound of counting bills. Do you think it sounds like..."

Xia Zhijie, holding a cigarette holder in his mouth, even closed his eyes and imagined the wealth these machines would bring to him. After imagining for a while, he continued.

"Nanyang is better. Products produced here can be sold to the UK, Malaysia, and Singapore without adding even a dime of tariffs. How wonderful... Fortunately, we got the news early and arrived this year. If it had been a year or two later, , I’m afraid this market has already been occupied by others.”

Listening to the master's emotion, Liu Biyun said from the side.

"If you arrive late, it's a matter of whether you can come over. Now the country is in chaos. The newspapers say it's a great victory, but the troops are moving in everywhere, all the way from Hebei to Anhui Province..."

Xia Zhijie was stunned by the woman's words, then waved her hand and said.

"Hey, no matter what, we just open a factory here to make money..."

As he spoke, Xia Zhijie smiled happily again.

"However, there will definitely be more immigrants in the chaos of war. It will be easier for us to recruit workers by then. Director Ma's hands are too dark. He only paid 200 yuan to workers. It's dark, it's so damn dark..."

It doesn't matter whether he is transferred in or not. What is important is that he is now opening a factory in Nanyang to make money. This is the most important thing.

"Master, that guy takes a lot of money, but he also handles things very simply. Such people are easy to deal with. When we were in Tangshan, there were many people who took money but didn't do anything. "

When Liu Biyun said these words, Director Ma once again appeared in her mind. There were not many young and promising people. Thinking of his absence when they first met, she couldn't help laughing...

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