The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

Lin Zhiyuan shook his head like a wavy drum, "Mom, you must not tell grandpa about this matter. Grandpa has been preaching his whole life's principles and you must not embarrass him."

Yang Zhilan refused to give up, "Zhiyuan, if you're embarrassed, let Xiao Jin say it. The old man loves Xiao Jin the most. As long as Xiao Jin opens his mouth, the old man usually won't refuse."

Lin Zhiyuan's expression became serious, "Mom, that's even worse. Xiaojin must not be allowed to speak about this matter."

Yang Zhilan couldn't understand, but when she saw her son-in-law taking things so seriously, she didn't dare to take matters into her own hands. She muttered, "How come you are the same as the old man? You are so young and don't know how to adapt. This is a big deal for you." It’s a great opportunity, it would be a shame to miss it.”

In mid-September, Lin Zhiyuan called over the cafeteria manager Jin Xiumei, "Sister Jin, the 20th of this month is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I plan to give some holiday benefits to the employees. Let's make a batch of mooncakes in your cafeteria!"

Jin Xiumei was very happy when she heard this. This meant that the people in their life cooperation center could earn extra money again. "Okay, director, I just don't know if the director has any requirements?"

Lin Zhiyuan thought for a while, "It's actually better to give out mooncakes to the workers. They don't have to be as fancy as those mooncakes outside, like fruit fillings and egg yolk fillings. We Northeasterners are not used to eating them. If you ask me, just make two kinds." Fillings, five kernels and bean paste, you make all the ingredients yourself. They must be clean, hygienic and delicious. The two kinds of fillings are ten yuan each. The packaging does not need to be too elaborate. Just print on the box and it says Galvanized Sheet Factory Canteen. How much is needed? You go to Director Fei to approve the money."

"Factory director, don't worry, I will personally select the ingredients and make sure that everyone is satisfied." Jin Xiumei left happily.

At noon that day, the news that the factory was going to distribute mooncakes to everyone spread throughout every workshop.

While eating in the cafeteria, Lin Zhiyuan and Li Tao met.

Li Tao looked at him and hesitated several times.

Lin Zhiyuan didn't even look up and finished a bowl of noodles.

After eating, the two returned to the office building together.

This time Li Tao finally spoke, "Director, I heard that you want to give 20 yuan mooncakes to workers?"

"Yes, and I also plan to give each person a bonus, two hundred yuan each! What do you think?"

Li Tao was startled, "So many? The workers will definitely be happy, but will the superiors have any objections to us? After all, other factories only give out 51 during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Lin Zhiyuan handed Li Tao a cigarette, "Our factory's efficiency is good, so we can naturally make more. You don't have to worry about this. When the factory was established, Mr. Li promised me that we will have the final say on the bonus ourselves."

Li Tao smoked a cigarette and finally couldn't help it anymore. He even changed his name, "Da Lin, you can really sit still! How long has it been and you still have the time to study these little things?"

Lin Zhiyuan smiled very meaningfully, "Brother Tao, the income and benefits of employees are not a trivial matter!"

"Da Lin, you know that's not what I'm talking about..." Li Tao's voice lowered, "I've heard that in the past few days, Lu Liangxian and Jiang Daqing have been running to Dabai Building every day to report to Mr. Li, and you are the only one who has been there every day. Stay at the factory, Dalin, we can't be too honest! We have to fight for what we have to fight for."

"Brother Tao, no one has ever said that I am honest when I grow up!" Lin Zhiyuan laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist.

Li Tao's eyes widened and he asked in confusion: "Then why don't you go up there for a run?"

"Some things can't have good results just by running. I have a very peaceful mind now. What's mine is mine, and I won't fight for what's not mine." Lin Zhiyuan patted Li Tao on the shoulder.

Li Tao didn't understand what Lin Zhiyuan meant.Based on his understanding of Lin Zhiyuan, Dalin's behavior was a bit unexpected.

In Li Tao's heart, Lin Zhiyuan is the kind of person who is upright and enterprising. In other words, he will openly compete for what he wants. Now that the general manager of a joint-stock company has such a good opportunity, Dalin is actually indifferent. Look at It’s not transparent!

Li Tao was not the only one who couldn't see through Lin Zhiyuan. Bai Shuguang, Sun Gexin, Xu Dayou, and Shi Maocai all called him, but Lin Zhiyuan's reply was always just one sentence, "Don't worry, what's mine is mine." of."

In the end, even Li Zhenshan's current secretary Bai Yuquan secretly called Lin Zhiyuan, "Zhiyuan, what's going on with you? Why don't you come to report to Mr. Li these days? Director Miao, Director Lu , Director Jiang, but he comes on a different shift."

Lin Zhiyuan laughed, "Mr. Li must be very tired these days. I won't go over and cause trouble. Let Mr. Li rest for two days!"

"Zhiyuan, it's a rare opportunity..." Bai Yuquan's ability to talk to this extent is already very interesting, but Lin Zhiyuan is still the same as before.

No matter how wind blows or waves blow, I remain unmoved.

******

How could Li Zhenshan be quiet?

Ever since the news of the establishment of a joint-stock company spread, people have been coming to him, either showing up in front of him in the name of reporting work, or calling him through connections, and some coming to his home at night to give gifts.

Li Zhenshan made a rough count and found that there are no less than ten people who are interested in the position of general manager of the joint-stock company.

There are really some people who don't know how to be generous. For people like this, Li Zhenshan cut them off without mercy on the spot. But there are also some people who Li Zhenshan can't say too harshly and politely persuade them to leave.

The four popular candidates rumored among the public are indeed the ones Li Zhenshan is considering.

So far, Miao Kang, the director of the production department, Lu Liangxian, the director of the wire rod factory, and Jiang Daqing, the director of the cold rolling factory, have all come to him to report their work. Only Lin Zhiyuan has disappeared these days without even showing a single face.

Li Zhenshan knew that his godbrother didn't want to embarrass himself, so he stopped at such a critical moment.

Who should we choose?

Li Zhenshan lit a cigarette, the smoke curled up, and his face became blurry.

These people all have their own backgrounds.

Miao Kang, director of the production department, is a direct descendant of Qiu Ruhai, the deputy general manager of Lesteel who is in charge of production.

Lu Liangxian, director of the wire factory, is the favorite of former general manager Zhang Nanfang.

Even Jiang Daqing, whom he single-handedly promoted, stood behind Yao Peichen.

Not to mention Lin Zhiyuan, Su Qiancheng's grandson-in-law.

If you choose one of them, you will definitely offend the other three.

As the head of a state-owned enterprise, in addition to considering production development, the intricate interpersonal relationships behind it also have to be weighed.

This is a common problem among domestic entrepreneurs. They spend more energy on side issues than on the matter itself.

While Li Zhenshan was meditating, the door to the study room was pushed open, and Guo Ting walked in with a glass of milk.

In July of this year, Li Zhenshan and Guo Ting's children were admitted to college, and Guo Ting transferred her work to Lesteel East Hospital. Starting this year, the couple no longer need to live apart in two places.

"Smoking less and drinking this glass of milk will help you sleep." Guo Ting glanced at her husband angrily, and then she saw the dazzling white on her husband's temples, and she couldn't help but feel sad.

In the past few years since my husband came to Le Gang, he has grown older.This is the price of power!