Five-star talent! I'm determined to hire this employee!

The next day.

At 5 pm, the employees who had been working non-stop took a breath. Someone lowered the temperature of the air conditioner by two degrees, which slightly relieved the heat all over their bodies.

The ground was covered with spots of sweat. Song Jiang sat on a chair and watched for a while before getting ready.

"Stop for a minute!"

The huge voice attracted all the employees, and countless pairs of eyes looked at him in confusion.

"Listen to me about something."

Song Jiang raised the inventory report in his hand high, "I just heard a good news! Now we have 1123 finished products in our warehouse!"

"What does this mean?"

Song Jiang stretched out his finger and scanned everyone, and his voice suddenly increased.

"Who can tell me what this means?!"

"We've done it!"

A young man shouted loudly, and Song Jiang laughed.

"Yes! We've done it!"

"From the 16th to the 22nd! In 7 days, we fought a fierce battle for a thousand orders! More fierce than a mule!"

The vivid metaphor made the people below laugh immediately.

But soon he was moved by another sentence!

"I'll ask you guys!! Are you tired!!"

Tired? !

After a short pause of one second, two voices suddenly sounded from below.

"Not tired!"

"Tired to death!!"

"Not tired!"

"Not tired!!"

There is no stubborn person in the factory meeting, everyone will cooperate and support the scene, so that the leader can step down comfortably.

But this time, the honest man mixed in a group of voices widened his eyes, and he looked left and right.

"Aren't you tired?"

15 hours a day, even a horse can be tired and vomit blood!

You can bear it so much? !

In the shocked eyes, the worker next to him patted his shoulder, "Just say something nice!"

Which leader is not like this now? !

Although Song Jiang has a good reputation in their hearts, the common problem of leaders still needs to be satisfied!

At this moment, Song Jiang was also a little funny, and the cooperation below. He hooked his finger, "Those who are not tired of shouting just now, come up!"

"Ah?"

"Old Wang, bless you."

The companion next to him gloated over the misfortune. The middle-aged man with a beard on his chin and a little bloodshot in his eyes came forward nervously.

"Boss, I'm not tired either."

"Hahaha~" Song Jiang was amused, patted him on the shoulder, took out a stack of Mao Zedong's portrait from his pocket and handed it to him in front of everyone.

"Ah?" The man blinked in confusion and heard laughter.

"I just like to tell the truth!! You hold this money!"

"Thank you, boss!" The man who reacted was ecstatic, holding the money in his palm, and threw a contemptuous look at the colleague who was talking nonsense below.

I said, can Mr. Song be like other bosses? !

Mr. Song is a great man!

At this moment, the employee who was almost regretting his intestines stared at the Mao Zedong's portrait in the man's hand.

If I had known this, I would have been tired too! !

Why bother pretending! !

Fortunately, Song Jiang raised his hand again!

"I'll ask again! Are you tired!!"

"Tired! Almost dead!"

"Too tired, my legs are weak!!"

"Tired!!"

This time the employees answered with much more sincerity, and the next second, Song Jiang hooked his finger at them.

"Come up and get paid if you are tired!"

"Okay, okay!"

The employees didn't say any nonsense, and surrounded him with ruddy faces. Song Jiang looked at the pairs of hands stretched out in front of him and gave money one by one!

He also slapped a dishonest hand.

"Put it down if you have taken it! You still want to fish in troubled waters!"

The employee smiled and quickly retracted his hand.

After a while, the employees who stood in a row again looked at him with vigor.

Song Jiang crossed his arms and his eyebrows were slightly curved.

"Today, I won't work overtime."

No overtime?

When this was said, everyone was worried and happy.

Fortunately, I can rest early if I don't work overtime. I'm really tired during this period. But if I don't work overtime, won't the 1,000 yuan be gone? Many people are thinking about this!

"But." Song Jiang threw the bundle of banknotes in his hand high and caught it easily when it fell. "The customer will come later. I need a batch of people with excellent physical fitness who can move the goods."

"Who will volunteer?"

Someone soon raised his hand and asked a question: "Do you have money?"

Song Jiang didn't say a word, just licked his fingers and started counting the banknotes in front of everyone.

As the paper rolled, everyone raised their hands in unison.

"Haha~" Song Jiang laughed as he wished.

"Go to the warehouse now! Move all the goods to the open space, and people will come later!!"

"Okay, boss!"

"No problem!!"

More than a dozen people quickly dispersed.

As the packed mattresses were carried to the open space one by one, they were piled up like a mountain.

Soon, the sound of wheels rolling over the concrete ground came from far away, and the loud beeping sound was from a red iron truck.

As the hatch opened, the skilled workers moved the mattresses onto the truck.

A big man in a wrinkled suit came down from the cockpit of the truck, and he pounced on the mattresses piled up on the open space at first sight.

He walked closer decisively, checked a few goods, tested the softness and retraction, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"Great, great! Finally caught up!!"

I didn't expect that taking a taxi could solve a big problem.

Sure enough, there are experts among the people!

"By the way! Where is your boss?"

"Our boss is there!" The employee pointed to Song Jiang's position. The middle-aged man looked at him happily and was stunned.

So young!

This age is about the same as my child!

With emotion, the big man smiled and approached, opening his arms: "You are the boss of this factory, so young, young and promising!"

"You are" Song Jiang was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted.

If I'm right, this is Party A!

"Hello, hello!" The two people hugged briefly and separated quickly. The big man smiled, "If I hadn't met your product director, I really don't know what to do."

Product director?

Song Jiang's eyes wandered for a moment, and he heard the other side continue to praise.

"I heard that your factory has 6S certification and some international patents! That's great!"

"Ha, ha, yes," Song Jiang smiled against his conscience, "Our factory uses advanced equipment! It guarantees product quality and high efficiency!"

"Not bad, really good!" The big man nodded vigorously, "We can still cooperate in the future."

I have to say that the big man's first impression is quite good!

"By the way, what is your company called?"

"Tengsheng!" Song Jiang responded, and the big man nodded repeatedly: "This name is good, it sounds grand."

The two chatted for a few more words, and finally, the truck driver began to urge the big man, "I'm leaving first. The payment will be paid to you tomorrow! Don't worry, I won't delay you!!"

The big man got on the car without stopping, and didn't forget to wave his hand.

"Okay! Hurry up and pay the money!!"

Song Jiang shouted, and when he saw the truck going away, he turned back to the house without any hesitation.

"Huh——"

It's finally over!

Squinting his eyes, he was about to collapse on the recliner.

A shadow fell in front of him, Song Jiang opened his eyes and found it was Zhao Mingxuan.

"Hiss——"