The Pentium Era - South to North

So many new workers were added to the factory all of a sudden that Zhao Zhigang felt like his head was about to explode. Not only was the output immediately affected, but the quality of the products was also affected. They refused to pay two cents for the goods handed over to the parking space. Take it away, every supervisor is shouting, saying that they can't control it at all, whether you like it or not.

In the workshop, there are mountains of semi-finished clothing.

Zhang Chen went to the factory and called all the supervisors together for a meeting. Before he could say anything, the supervisors complained to him one after another, saying that they had just come back from the holiday. It was like this every year, and the workers had not recovered their hearts. Life will be a little rougher, requiring them to spend more time than usual to cope with it.

Now it's better. We don't even have time to teach the new workers how to use the sewing machine. How can we have time to take care of the parking spaces? You are a big team and I can handle one or two workers. There will be more than a dozen at once. How do we manage this?

This batch of new workers from Guizhou arrived at the factory just like Zhang Chen and others did when they recruited new workers. They dispersed these people into each group instead of concentrating them into one group. If they were concentrated in one group, the supervisor would He will complain even more.

"It's different." Zhao Zhilong and Zhang Chen said, "It turned out that the new workers we hired were a little rough in their work, but at least they were skilled workers. They corrected them little by little every day, and their problems could be corrected. What should I tell them? He can also understand. Now, not only can the machine not be used, but he can’t understand what I said to him, and I can’t understand what he said to me, so what else can I do?”

Zhang Chen asked Zhao Zhigang: "Aren't those who can understand Mandarin and those who can't sit next to each other, and the one who can understand can be the interpreter?"

Zhao Zhigang shook his head:

"It's useless. Those who can understand Mandarin have never made clothes. It's the same as those who can't understand. If you tell him, he doesn't know. If you tell him about stitches, he looks at you and doesn't know. It’s called stitches. If you tell him about the stitching position, he still looks at it. He doesn’t know what the stitching position is. He can’t even tell the difference between a needle number nine or a needle number 11. What can he understand?”

Caidi said: "Also, even though he can understand, he still sits there stupidly, not knowing how to talk to his fellow countrymen."

"Don't talk about their parking spaces. It's the same here in my back road. These people are hardworking. I didn't notice, and she put up the hangtag. As a result, there were four or five types of hangtags on that style of clothing. , the hangtags that were originally clearly separated on the table were all messed up.

"It made me have to ask everyone to stop, cut off the tags on the clothes, and rearrange the tags on the table. She was doing it alone, and there were a bunch of people behind me who couldn't clean it up. I told her, she You are more reasonable than me, arguing with me, saying that these hang tags are not all the same size, and don't they look the same when hung up?

"If I'm serious, I'll cry. Do you cry now? Well, dozens of fellow villagers came to my back to settle accounts with me. They are all relatives of each other."

Zhang Chen looked at Zhao Zhigang. Zhao Zhigang nodded and confirmed this. He told Zhang Chen that if he and many old workers hadn't run over, they would have beaten up the back-end supervisor.

Zhao Zhigang's words made Zhang Chen suddenly nervous. In a factory, with so many people, what they were most afraid of was that the fellow villagers below would form small groups and engage in factionalism. That would cause big trouble. If the conflict develops to the end, both parties may There will be a fight.

"How do old workers and new workers get along now?" Zhang Chen asked everyone.

"I don't want to live in the same room with them at all." Caidi said, "There were several people in the room, and everyone kept each other clean. Now there are one or two new ones who have made the room a mess and are messing around. of."

"Why are you so messed up?"

"She would just pick up other people's soaps, shampoos, etc., and use them randomly. Originally, everyone's soaps, shampoos, etc. were all concentrated in the bathroom. She could use her own, and there would never be any problems. It’s okay now, I’m so annoyed, I have to put these things under my bed and bring them back when I need them.”

"Put it under your bed, and they still have to come and get it." A supervisor shouted, "Also, we are exhausted from working overtime. They are now skilled at sewing machines every day and don't work. When we return to the room, we want to sleep, and the result is They asked a few people to play cards and gamble for money, and they were all men. How can we women sleep with them? We dare not talk about them, they are very fierce."

"I don't know about the others. I saw what I saw in my cafeteria and was scolded several times by me, but it was of no use." Fu, the chief secretary, said, "When it's time to eat, they would open a window to a few people when they came. The other people would not let anyone queue up if they wanted to. They said that they had grabbed this place and could only use it to get food for their fellow villagers. How could this be true?

"It was no use scolding me that day, so I asked the chefs inside not to serve them food as long as they were still occupying the window. As a result, a large group of people came to surround me. Fortunately, I have many fellow villagers, and they That’s why I didn’t dare to take action.”

"It's not just food, it's also rice." Zhao Zhilong said, "As soon as we arrived in the canteen, we occupied several rice buckets and didn't let anyone else eat. We had to wait until all of them had finished eating before we could eat. They were like pigs. Yes, we eat a lot, so when we make a meal, the side of the rice pail is so dirty, filled with rice."

In Zhang Chen's cafeteria, when they eat, the food is limited. Everyone has to go to the window to get it. Feel free to hit.

Everyone was talking to each other, and all of them had a lot of complaints. Zhang Chen originally wanted to hold a meeting to understand the situation first, but the meeting turned into a meeting to denounce the new workers.

Zhang Chen sat here, and the more he listened, the more he couldn't sit still. He felt that his originally orderly factory had now turned into a powder keg that could explode at any time, and the ones most likely to explode were probably these new workers and the original heroes. The old local workers in the garment factory in Hangzhou have always looked down upon workers from other places. Now, I'm afraid this prejudice will become even deeper.

Zhang Chen asked two points, how are the people of Lao Qunying now?

"It's almost there, we're about to start a fight." Liangfen said.

Zhang Chen looked at Zhao Zhigang, who was also at a loss. When Zhang Chen told him, he thought it would be a trouble, but he didn't know it would be such a trouble.

Zhang Chen asked everyone to dismiss the meeting first. He told them, "Now, I ask you to find a way to avoid contradictions and conflicts first. I will think about how to deal with other matters."

"Mr. Zhang, what should I do with the clothes piled up in the workshop?" Liangfen asked.

"There is no ambiguity about this. What should be reworked must be reworked." Zhang Chen saw Caidi and the other supervisors with unhappy faces. They all wanted to say something, but he knew what they would say without having to listen.

Zhang Chen said: "In this case, let all the new workers stop and go back to their dormitories to rest. You can restore the normal production order in the workshop as soon as possible."

When the supervisors heard this, they actually applauded. Zhang Chen listened and smiled bitterly in his heart. There was no other way. The peak period of replenishment was coming soon. He knew that if the workshop could not resume normal production, the factory would be in trouble. The chaos of the company will soon turn into the chaos of the entire company, and one trouble will soon turn into a series of troubles.

After Zhang Chen announced that the meeting was adjourned, all the supervisors left, leaving only him, Zhao Zhigang, and Zheng Huihong.

Zhao Zhigang looked at Zhang Chen and begged: "Boss, please spend some more travel expenses to send them all back, otherwise our factory will be destroyed. Really, I have never seen such a mess in the factory. "

"No." Zhang Chen shook his head, "It's definitely not possible to send it back."

"Okay, okay, boss, I know what political mission you are going to talk about. Even if this is a political mission, I can't complete it. You should either shoot me."

Below, the bell for getting off work rang at noon, and Zhao Zhigang and Zhang Chen said:

"Boss, go to the canteen and see if what the old man said is true. The old man has said that he is in charge of tens of thousands of people in Genshanhe, and it is easier to manage than these two hundred people."

When Zhang Chen heard what Zhao Zhigang said, he really stood up and walked out. He walked to the staff canteen next door and saw a total of five windows for serving food. Four of them had long queues, and only one was crowded in front of the window. There were a bunch of people, but no team.

Zhang Chen walked over and saw that all the people there were really from Li Yong and the others. Some people had seen Zhang Chen in his hometown and knew that he was the boss, so they stepped aside. There were a few others who were still occupying the place. Zhang Chen suddenly felt that Wuming was angry and shouted:

"What are you doing?!"

Zhang Chen roared so loudly that the whole restaurant heard it. The old workers, who had never seen the boss lose such a temper, stopped their chopsticks and looked at him, feeling relieved at the same time.

There were more than a thousand people dining in the entire six to seven hundred square meter restaurant, and it suddenly became extremely quiet.

Zhang Chen pointed at the few people still occupying the window and shouted:

"Get away from there. Does this window belong to you? If you want to say it belongs to you, tell me which room you live in. I will immediately have people knock out all the cement here and pile it on your bed. .”

Those few people were stunned, and someone pulled them and told them that this was the boss.

Others said that he was a friend of Township Chief Li.

Zhang Chen continued to yell loudly: "Are you here to work, or are you here to grab food?"

Zhang Chen pointed at one of the men and said: "Come on, tell me how much work you did this morning. There are so many workers here who have worked hard all morning and they still have to give you food. Why do you think you are? I am Boss here, I get food and you have to queue up obediently, who are you? Are you my dad or grandpa?"

The man's face turned pale and he was mumbling something. Zhang Chen turned around and saw Lao Fu and said to him:

"Old man, please open the door to the canteen at the back and leave. Don't you think that you are the biggest in the world? You don't even need to queue outside, just go in and take as much as you want. If you don't have enough, let the canteen master I’ll do it for you, go ahead, what are you doing standing here?!”

Those people walked away angrily. Zhang Chen said loudly to the old man, "Master Fu, please remember that from now on, if anyone dares to occupy the window, whether he is an old worker or a new worker, you will kill him." Get him out and don't let him eat.

If he has an objection, let him come to me. If he wants to fight, let him come to me. I won’t believe it. How capable he is. No matter how many fellow countrymen there are, if they want to fight, I will still beat them one by one. Well behaved, I don’t believe in this evil. If you think you have the ability, come and try it.

The old man quickly said yes, I understand, Mr. Zhang.

Zhang Chen walked away, and Old Fu called people from other teams to line up at the window. A queue quickly formed at that window.

Zhang Chen left there and walked to the food stalls. From time to time, someone would say, "Well done, boss."

Zhang Chen smiled at them. Those who were guarding the rice pail saw Zhang Chen coming and walked away. Zhang Chen walked to the door of the restaurant. Those who were occupying the window were standing outside and saw Zhang Chen coming out. , quickly dispersed and ran upstairs.

Zhang Chen felt confident and somewhat comforted. He felt that the majesty and intimidation of his boss was still there, but these people did not dare to face him. This at least meant that they themselves knew that what they were doing was bad. thing.

Zhang Chen walked back to the office, and Zhao Zhigang followed him in and said to him, Boss, you are so awesome. You just stunned them all. By the way, Boss, will you come during dinner?

Zhang Chen glared at him, and Zhao Zhigang laughed.

Zhang Chen called Liu Ligan and asked him, how are the people from Li Yong?

"Holy shit, here is a group of workers. They are all Liangshan heroes. Yesterday, I got into a fight with Lao Wan and the others. Fortunately, Lao Tan went over and calmed them down. I'm giving them military training today." Liu Ligan shouted. road.

Zhang Chen's eyes lit up, and he remembered that this old Tan was in the army, but he was leading the troops. Every year, new recruits came from all over the country. They were all young men, and they were all strong-blooded. They were not more difficult to control than these people. Maybe the old man Tan really has a way to suppress them.

Zhang Chen thought of this, stood up, and said to Zhao Zhigang, "Just watch, don't let anything happen. I'll go out for a while."

"What will these people do in the afternoon?" Zhao Zhigang asked.

"Continue to rest and wait until I think of a solution. By the way, keep an eye on those workers. Don't follow them and cause chaos."

Zhao Zhigang said yes.

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