Siheyuan: I earned foreign exchange in the heyday

Chen Changan sat in the director's office of the motorcycle factory, listening to Shi Heping's report.

"In the early stage, the factory recruited more than 3,000 new employees, and the number has basically stabilized. According to your requirements, all positions are allocated based on willingness and hands-on ability.

Currently, gearbox gears are the slowest to make. Most new employees are reluctant to choose this job. Even if they choose to work in gear manufacturing, the scrap rate is still high, which seriously affects production.”

Chen Changan also had a headache. The current production has reached 20 motorcycles per day. But it is already June. If the production is not increased, it may be difficult to complete this year's plan.

But the newly recruited workers are all novices, even if each of them only needs to learn the production of one type of parts.

However, for some difficult-to-process parts, the yield rate of these novices is still low. And many people reject this kind of job.

Chen Changan said, "I will go to Secretary Liu later and ask him to recruit another 500 people. You must use these 500 people to the best advantage.

Positions with slow processing speed, high scrap rate and high difficulty require more manpower.

In addition, please count these positions and I will see if it is possible to increase some job subsidies for these positions.

After all, it is difficult, and many people are unwilling to take these positions. I believe that if these positions are paid two or three yuan more per month, some people with strong hands-on skills will take the initiative to transfer to these positions.”

After Shi Heping left, Chen Changan found Liu Binghui.

"Hey, isn't this the famous Director Chen of our Sijiucheng Motorcycle Factory? Why are you here today?" Liu Binghui said jokingly.

Chen Changan didn't care about anything and went straight to the cigarette on Liu Binghui's table. He picked it up, lit it, took a puff, and said, "You know what, this Peony from others is just delicious."

Liu Binghui smiled and didn't care. He did the same thing when he went to Chen Changan's office. But Chen Changan smoked better than him. He didn't lose out.

After joking with each other for a while, Chen Changan said, "Shi Heping came to see me just now. Although the current output of the factory has increased to 20 vehicles per day.

But it is still a bit far from the five thousand taels required by the Ministry this year. So I came to discuss with you that we will recruit another five hundred people this time, mainly for jobs with slow production speed, difficult parts processing and high scrap rate. "

Liu Binghui thought for a moment and replied, "It's not a big problem. I'm familiar with recruiting people now. Five hundred people are nothing to me."

Of course Chen Changan would not take the initiative to come to Liu Binghui just for this matter. Of course, there were some other important things.

Liu Binghui knew what kind of person Chen Changan was, so he basically ran away after he finished talking about this matter and basically didn't stay for long.

As a result, I have eaten and drunk today, so why aren’t you leaving yet?

I asked casually, "Anything else?"

Chen Changan then said, "There is one more thing, which is about the food problem."

"What's wrong with the food? Isn't there enough to eat?" Liu Binghui asked puzzledly.

Chen Changan smiled bitterly and said, "My Secretary Liu, do you read the newspaper? Can you pay more attention to national affairs?"

Liu Binghui has not formed the habit of reading the newspaper every day. He reads it a few times when he has time, and doesn't read it much when he doesn't have time.

When he is not busy recently, he has been studying quotations. After all, he was born as a political cadre, so political correctness is not a big problem for him.

Looking at Liu Binghui's puzzled expression, Chen Changan knew that Liu Binghui must not have read the newspaper in the past two days.

Then he said, "It's reported in the newspapers that there's a severe drought in the north this year, and several provinces have already seen reduced production.

This severe drought and reduced production may affect our factory workers. If the workers don’t have enough food, how can we complete the tasks assigned by the department? "

Hearing this, Liu Binghui also realized the seriousness of the problem. He subconsciously asked, "What should we do?"

Chen Changan said directly, "Contact the leaders above. It's better to strike first. The leaders in the department don't know how serious the drought is. Let them guarantee the supply to our factory first."

Liu Binghui thinks that is right. No matter how severe the drought is, or even if the drought is very severe, the leaders of the department are very clear about it.

Anyway, no matter what the situation is, you should go to the department first and get the supplies from your factory, or get certain guarantees.

Even if it turns out that it is not necessary to do so, it is just a waste of time. No loss, but what if?

Thinking of this, Liu Binghui stood up, picked up his rattan safety helmet, and prepared to go downstairs and ride his motorcycle to the department.

Looking at Liu Binghui who left in a hurry, he shook his head helplessly. Just because you don't read the newspaper doesn't mean that other factory leaders don't read the newspaper. The sources of gossip for the leaders in the department are much better than ours. The internal reference will have a rough estimate of how serious the situation is.

I thought that Liu Binghui’s trip would probably be fruitless, but if leaders from other factories all went, why wouldn’t your motorcycle factory go?

Everyone else is short of food, but yours is not? That's perfect, just don't give them food or give them less.

It seems that I should go to Nanjiao Farm when I have time to see what the situation is with Director Meng.

I hope he would have really listened to me and saved more food.

After Chen Changan got off work and went home, Director Wang came to the courtyard after dinner. Because he was too busy, he just greeted Chen Changan and started to arrange the whole hospital meeting.

Seeing that everyone was present, the second uncle Liu Haizhong put his hands behind his back and said "cough cough" in a leadership manner.

Director Wang had long been impatient, and seeing Liu Haizhong's pretentious appearance, he said directly, "Okay, Liu Haizhong, if your voice is not good, don't talk. I still have to run around a lot, and I don't have time to waste time with you."

This made Liu Haizhong blush, but facing Director Wang of the Street Office, Liu Haizhong did not dare to offend him. He lowered his head and smiled flatteringly, "You say it, you say it."

Director Wang looked around and said, "I think everyone knows that this year, due to the severe drought, the grain production in the northern provinces has decreased. The country is in trouble now, so we have decided that starting from next month, the grain quota for all households in the four-nine cities will be distributed at 80% of the original amount."

Director Wang's words immediately silenced the courtyard and caused an uproar.

Some people didn't understand what Director Wang meant, and after asking the people next to them what Director Wang meant, they also refused to do it.

Especially the Jia family, where Jia Dongxu is the only one with a city hukou, and they rely entirely on Jia Dongxu's grain book to buy grain.

The food is already insufficient because the pigs are growing bigger. If only 80% of the food is distributed every month, no one in the family will be able to eat enough.