Rebirth 1994: Starting from laid-off workers

Zhang Jiaqiang jumped off the high platform, walked up to an old master, patted his shoulder gently and said.

"Master Liu, you are an old technician in the factory. You have been abroad and won awards. Are you planning to bring your skills into the coffin?"

Master Liu's name was Liu Zhenxing. When he heard this, the folds on his face tensed up, and he roared loudly with a hoarse voice.

"No, I can't just wait to die. Xiao Zhang, count me in!"

"Jia Qiang, count yourself as a master!"

"I'll do it too..."

All the master craftsmen were ignited with enthusiasm.

Young people are also eager to sign up!

Zhang Jiaqiang asked his master Wang Aiguo to help him register.

After a while, almost all the laid-off workers, including several aunts and sisters, signed up.

Zhang Jiaqiang has a headache. One production line cannot support so many people!

Wang Aiguo knew what he was doing, and for the sake of Zhang Jiaqiang, he immediately said, "As long as you are familiar with the injection molding process, others will be embarrassed!"

Those who were not familiar with the injection molding process were all disappointed and sighed.

Guo Xiaonian glanced at Zhang Jiaqiang helplessly, silently turned around and left, and the rest of the people followed suit!

Guo Xiaonian was walking towards the door when a strong hand rested on his shoulder.

"Xiaonian, you want to leave?"

Guo Xiaonian turned around and saw Zhang Jiaqiang. He smiled shyly, "I, I don't know injection molding. I'm afraid I won't be able to help if I stay here. I can't help but feel ashamed to eat free rice!"

Zhang Jiaqiang looked at the young workers and suddenly raised his voice, "Can you endure hardship?"

The workers these days are, among other things, hardworking and hardworking.

Hope showed in everyone's eyes, and they shouted in unison, "Yes!"

Zhang Jiaqiang walked slowly in front of them, looking at the young faces filled with determination and perseverance.

"Okay, as long as you are willing to endure hardship, I will take care of your survival!"

The scene was silent for a few seconds, and then there was a burst of cheers, and the roof of the conference room seemed to shake several times.

"Thank you, thank you Jiaqiang!"

"Thank you, Brother Qiang, I will hang out with you from now on!"

"Jia Qiang, my whole family is grateful to you!"

Someone asked, "Jia Qiang, what are you going to arrange for us to do? Can you tell us in advance so that we can have peace of mind!"

Zhang Jiaqiang said with a smile, "After the lighters are produced, they must be sold, so I need a large number of business personnel to run various wholesalers. In addition to the basic salary, I will give a commission of [-] cents for every one sold!"

A young man said worriedly, "Brother Qiang, there are a lot of lighters on the market now. Will these be easy to sell?"

"Yes, I heard that lighters are produced by manufacturers in the south. We have never done this before. Can we do it?"

Zhang Jiaqiang explained with a smile, "This thing is a fast-moving consumer goods. Who among smokers doesn't buy one or two for use every month?

Our Luonan City is the capital of Ludong Province, with a permanent population of 500 million.

Counting 50% of smokers, there are still [-] people.

There is one lighter per person per month, and with household fire starters included, the monthly sales volume is at least one million units.

And what I want to produce is a safe and explosion-proof lighter, which is definitely market competitive! "

These honest workers never dreamed that a small lighter could earn so much!

After saying this, everyone felt relieved and cheered for a while, determined to follow him.

Zhang Jiaqiang calmed everyone down and then took out a lot of food tickets from his pocket.

"You won't need these anymore, don't waste them. I'm going to treat you today at noon. Let's go to the cafeteria and cook beef and sweet and sour fish. We'll have a good time. Let the factory leaders see that even though we're laid off, we still have great ambitions. The ambition is still there!”

The food tickets in the factory cannot be refunded. After hearing this, everyone took out their own tickets and waved them in the air while cheering.

"Okay, today's last meal in the cafeteria, big fish and meat will be cooked!"

"Brothers, we will make a fortune with Jiaqiang in the future. You can drink whatever you want today and you won't come back until you're drunk!"

In the air-conditioned office, Director Yin sat at his desk with a livid face.

Growing up, I have never experienced such humiliation and bullying.

In his mind, he greeted the eight generations of Zhang Jiaqiang's ancestors several times, wishing to cut him into pieces, but the shortcoming was in the hands of others, so he could only think about it and did not dare to take action.

But he was unwilling to be manipulated like this.

What's even more scary is that if Zhang Jiaqiang gets sick at any time, exposes the matter, and illegally embezzles huge amounts of public funds, his life will be at stake!

After thinking about it, it is better to let others bear some of this risk.

Director Yin touched the phone on the table and dialed a number.

After a while, the call was connected, and a man's voice with a majestic tone came out.

"Xiao Yin, what's the matter?"

Hearing this voice, Director Yin's heart beat wildly. He quickly took two deep breaths to calm down, and then spoke in a humble tone.

"The leader has something to report to you..."

Director Yin told the story exactly as it was except for the fact that he was beaten. After that, he felt relieved. Someone had taken this burden!

There was silence on the other end of the phone for half a minute, "Xiao Yin, why don't I understand what you said?"

Director Yin almost vomited blood and cursed in his heart, "You bastard, if you hadn't proposed to embezzle public funds and make loan sharks, how could I be in this situation now."

How can such a thing be so cheap if you eat everything and don't admit it?

Just when Director Yin was getting excited and was planning to kill everything, the man whispered again.

"When I was a child, I had a dog at home. It was really vicious. Not only was it vicious to outsiders, it was also biting towards me as its owner. What do you think I should do?"

Director Yin subconsciously said, "Kill it!"

The voice on the phone said, "I didn't dare at the time. I was afraid that I would get bitten when I hit it, so I thought of a way. I got a piece of good meat, put pesticides on it and fed it to it. I waited until it foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground. At that time, I picked up the pickaxe..."

Director Yin immediately understood the other party's hint and sighed, "I also want to kill this biting dog, but I don't even have pesticides or meat!"

"Then you can figure it out yourself!" The man hung up the phone after saying that!

Director Yin was confused and sat in a chair in a daze!

At this moment, the office door was suddenly pushed open.

He didn't even knock on the door, who was so unruly? Director Yin was about to get angry when he looked up and saw that the person coming was Zhang Jiaqiang.

He immediately lost his temper and put on a smiling face in the blink of an eye, "Xiao Zhang, if you don't sign the contract, what's the point of coming to my place?"

The contract has been signed, and the compensation plus back wages totaling [-] yuan has been received.

Zhang Jiaqiang came to him to squeeze out some more oil and water and vent his anger!

He pulled up a chair and sat down, "The contract was signed and the money was taken, but what about the hush money you promised me?"

Director Yin remembered that he had been promised 5 yuan in hush money, and felt bitter in his heart, and laughed along with him.

"Xiao Zhang, look, I don't have that much cash on hand. Can you give me a few days of grace?"

Zhang Jiaqiang knew in his heart that the 5 yuan was the moon in the water, but he did not want to let go of the factory director who drank human blood.

"Whatever you have, I'll pay you a visit. You can't let me go away empty-handed!"

Director Yin looked at the playful smile on Zhang Jiaqiang's face, and couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart. It seemed that if he couldn't be satisfied today, he might not be able to pass this test.