The Pentium Era - South to North

Zhang Chen came out of the landlord's house and drove to the factory. When he arrived, he saw their factory car and was picking up a carload of workers from the train station.

Zhang Chen walked into Zhao Zhigang's office. When Zhao Zhigang saw him, he shouted, Boss, you came just in time, I was just about to call you.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Chen asked.

"It's not easy to handle. It's a bit of a headache now." Zhao Zhigang said.

Zhang Chen scolded: "Let's talk about the matter first, and then the headache, otherwise I will wipe your hair with Dixonide, do you think it's okay?"

Zhao Zhigang's face turned red, he wanted to laugh, but he finally sighed and said: "Yesterday and today, more workers came back than we expected. The trouble is that they brought many fellow villagers over and said they wanted to work here."

"Are they all newbies?" Zhang Chen asked.

"That's not true. They are basically skilled workers. Many of them were originally made in Guangdong and Wenzhou. Now the factory business there is not very good, so they came to Hangzhou with their fellow villagers."

"That's not good. Aren't we worried about not having enough manpower now?" Zhang Chen said, "You can't make arrangements here anymore?"

"Of course it can be arranged now, but if it is arranged, what will happen if the old workers who were not notified come back one after another? We can't say that because you were not notified and you did not come in advance, you were fired. Doesn’t this make sense?”

"Of course." Zhang Chen nodded and said.

"This is what bothers me. Why don't I take them in? There is a shortage of people here. I have let go of so many skilled workers. I can't bear to let them go. Why don't I take them in? After fifteen years, I don't know what to do. After all the old workers come back, what will happen? If it doesn't go well, there will be a fight," Zhao Zhigang said.

Zhang Chen looked at Zhao Zhigang and said, "Then have you ever thought about it? Not only are we short of manpower now, we will also be very tight this year. If you take this opportunity to expand production and open a new workshop, won't everything be solved?" "

"You think I don't want to open a new workshop. The question is where can I get the space, boss?" Zhao Zhigang shouted, "Do you want me to put all the sewing machines on the basketball court?"

Zhang Chen smiled and said: "Come on, I just learned a new method. This method was made by a fool. I will let the fool teach you."

Zhang Chen sat down and explained how the canteen at Erguo's place was built, and how he used a restaurant that could only seat 200 people to serve 800 people.

Zhao Zhigang laughed as soon as he heard this. He said: "This is really a way. We work on a piece-rate basis anyway. Workers actually don't care about the commuting time. We also relax the meal time. They can eat at any time they want. In this case, we Can we move the restaurant to a warehouse and turn the current warehouse into a workshop?"

Zhang Chen said, yes, yes. I even thought about it. Even the current workshop can be run in two shifts, with two people per machine. In this way, your current more than 1,000 parking spaces will soon become 3,000.

Zhao Zhigang's eyes lit up, but he immediately shook his head. He said, "That won't work. This is a bad idea. It will cause chaos. Think about it, this worker has to rush out the work in hand. If it takes a long time, he may have to rework. If we get off work later and the people behind us come to work and don’t have machines, we’ll start fighting again. My supervisor and I won’t have time to mediate such disputes every day.

Also, if there are two people working on one machine, no one will take good care of the machine. If it is used indiscriminately, the mechanics will be overwhelmed.

Zhang Chen thought about it and realized that what Zhao Zhigang said really made sense, so he stopped insisting.

"The second-hand workers are fine." Zhao Zhigang said, "Then I will take in all the new workers. I will discuss it with the old man later. The canteen will be renovated tomorrow. In this way, when the old workers arrive later, I will also renovate here. about there."

Zhang Chen said yes.

After discussing this matter with Zhao Zhigang, Zhang Chen looked at his watch and was surprised. As soon as he started chatting with Zhao Zhigang, he forgot the time. It was already 6:05 now.

Zhang Chen quickly stood up, walked out of the office, stood in front of the door and shouted: "Xiao Sheng!"

Xiao Sheng didn't know where he responded, and then ran over.

Zhang Chen handed him the car keys and said to him: "Quickly, send me to the Sanbao Village Committee!"

The two of them quickly got into the car. When they got to the car, Zhang Chen thought that he would probably drink a lot of wine today, so he said, Xiao Sheng, just drive back after you drop me off. I will wait until I have finished my meal and I will detain you. You don’t need to call me back. Pick me up directly from where I was dropped off.

Xiao Sheng said yes.

Zhang Chen arrived at the door of Sanbao Village Committee Building, got out of the car, and decided to walk there. After two steps, he saw the store. He was surprised. Not only did the store have a name, but it also had a light box installed. , the name of the restaurant is "Huijuan Restaurant", and it seems that the proprietress's name is Huijuan.

Zhang Chen walked to the door of the store and found that not only were there light boxes outside, but the inside had also been renovated and was much cleaner than before. All four or five tables in the store were full.

When Zhang Chen walked in, a young girl in her twenties saw him and hurriedly came over and said to him, "Boss, I'm sorry, it's full now, or you can come back later."

"Where's the boss lady?" Zhang Chen asked.

"That's me." said the little girl.

Zhang Chen was surprised again. Looking at this little girl, she looked very similar to the old landlady. Zhang Chen understood and asked, "I mean the old landlady here?"

"It's my sister." The little girl smiled, "She can't open it, so let me open it."

Zhang Chen nodded: "Your name is Huijuan?"

The little girl said yes.

"Then I'm with Accountant Ge." Zhang Chen said.

"Oh -" Huijuan protracted, expressing her sudden realization: "So you are the boss Zhang they are waiting for. Please come in, they are in the back box."

The private room has also opened a separate door, which is completely separated from the kitchen. The entire store seems to have expanded a little further. When Huijuan took Zhang Chen into the private room, Zhang Chen saw that the private room was much larger than before, and there were also A restroom was added.

It can be seen from this hotel designated by the village committee that the current life of Sanbao Village is much better than before.

The people in the box stood up when they saw Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen saw that the five people sitting inside were the secretary and director of Sanbao Village, Accountant Ge, and two others whom Zhang Chen did not recognize.

As soon as Zhang Chen entered the door, he quickly handed over to them: "Sorry, sorry, I just handled some urgent matters in the factory, so I'm late."

Everyone inside laughed and said it didn't matter. The director told Huijuan that the food was ready. Huijuan, after the food was served, come over and have a few drinks with Boss Zhang.

Huijuan quickly smiled and said, "Okay, Boss Zhang has to let me go."

The secretary asked Zhang Chen to sit down. As soon as Zhang Chen sat down, the secretary introduced the two strangers to Zhang Chen and said to him: "These are Secretary Qiu and Director Zheng from Gaosha Village."

Zhang Chen quickly stood up again and shook hands with them one by one, but he was confused. Gaosha Village? Where is this Gaosha Village?

Secretary Qiu asked: "Boss Zhang, you have never been to our Gaosha Village, right?"

Zhang Chen said honestly: "I'm sorry, I really don't know where Gaosha Village is."

Secretary Qiu said with a smile: "It's not surprising. We are unknown to begin with. We can't compare with their Three Forts. We are on the edge of Xiasha Development Zone, at the end of Road No. 1, next to the University City, and outside the wall of Hangzhou Normal University. Our village.”

Zhang Chen had been to the factory of Liu Bang, the great ancestor of the Han Dynasty, in Xiasha many times, and he still had some impressions of Xiasha. He asked:

"Road No. 1, is it where Yingbin Road ends, where you turn left on the big roundabout, and there are many small shops on the left?"

Zhang Chen remembered that the row of small shops were mostly small restaurants, and there was one owned by a Sichuanese that served delicious spicy fish.

"Yes, yes, that's Road 1. At the end of Road 1, at that three-way intersection, don't turn right to Road 2. Go straight to Wenyuan Road. Wenyuan Road is our village from beginning to end." Secretary Qiu explain.

"Oh——!" Zhang Chen also made a long sound, expressing his sudden realization.

"We're at the door, now we're on target." Accountant Ge said with a smile.

When the dishes were served, Huifang came up with plates of dishes. Zhang Chen saw that in this restaurant, even the style of the dishes had completely changed. It was no longer the kind of local dishes that were mainly stewed in large pots. But when I looked at the chef, he looked like the kind of person who had attended a chef training class for several months and then spent money to buy a fake certificate.

He was trying hard to imitate the dishes in the hotel, but he was just imitating them. The color, aroma and taste always looked a little bit different. You have to taste them to know the taste, but Zhang Chen felt that it wouldn't be much better.

Cooking is just like painting. When you express your skill, it must be all-round, with both color and flavor. In fact, these three are indispensable. If the color is not good, either the heat is not enough or it is too much. Yes, how could the fragrance come out? How can you bring up the taste?

Even if it is a bowl of home-cooked local food, if it tastes good, the color must be attractive, the so-called red sauce and bright sauce.

Sure enough, Huifang and Zhang Chen said, "Boss Zhang, please try our chef's skills. Our chef is a first-class chef."

Zhang Chen quickly said yes, took a mouthful of Longjing shrimps with chopsticks and put it in his mouth. Not only was the shrimp meat rotten, but there was also a fishy smell, but under the pressure of everyone's gaze, Zhang Chen could only nod his head and say yes, yes.

Zhang Chen can guarantee that this so-called first-level chef is still a young boy. They don't know that the chef's qualification examination has a limit on years, that is, based on seniority. No matter how good your skills are, you don't have that many years of experience at the Duntou station. If you come down, you won't be able to reach level one.

However, this young man is still timid. He has not directly bought a special third or special second level certificate.

Zhang Chen tried a few other dishes, but they all tasted average. Under Huifang's questioning gaze, he could only nod his head, but what he really wanted to say was that compared with your sister's local dishes, they are far behind. .

Huifang picked up the wine glass and said to everyone: "Come on, let me toast you all."

Everyone else said: "You first respect Boss Zhang, respect Boss Zhang."

Huifang turned around, looked at Zhang Chen with a smile and said, "Boss Zhang, my little sister, please give me a favor and drink this drink."

Zhang Chen quickly said thank you. He picked up the wine glass, clinked it with Huifang, and drank it all in one gulp.

After the wine was filled again, Zhang Chen picked up the wine glass and said to the two secretaries, two directors, and Accountant Ge, come on, let me toast you all.

The secretary of Sanbao immediately waved his hand: "No, no, this won't work. This is not how you drink tonight's wine. Boss Zhang, you can't clear the level with just one drink. If you want to toast, you should toast Secretary Qiu first."

Zhang Chen said yes. He walked up to Secretary Qiu with the wine glass in hand. Before he drank, the director of Sanbao called out: "One cup is not enough, Huifang, please help Boss Zhang."

Huifang stood up and said with a smile: "Okay, here, Boss Zhang and I are the two youngest. I will accompany Boss Zhang to respect all the eldest brothers."

Before anyone else could speak, the secretary of Sanbao shouted: "No, no, there is no big or small on the wine table. Huifang, what you said is wrong. Please punish yourself with a drink first."

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