Chapter 390: The Masses
As usual, Song Yuanchao went into the office after work. After cleaning, he picked up his white coat and left the factory office building, wandering around the factory area alone.
Song Yuanchao seems to have no purpose in wandering around. In fact, he has his own routine. Every day he will go through the workshop first, then the warehouse and then the department. He basically visits every place and sometimes stops to chat with the workers.
Let’s talk a few words and go to the lounge together to smoke a few cigarettes or something.
Although Song Yuanchao has not been here for a long time, it has only been a week since the report was made, but Song Yuanchao, the new deputy director, used this method to quickly make all the employees in the factory familiar with him.
Compared with other factory leaders who often sit in the office and rarely come to the front line of the workshop a few times a month, Song Yuanchao, the young deputy director, appears too frequently.
In addition, Song Yuanchao often chats with the workers and masters, and there is no shortage of cigarettes in his pocket. Whether he sees the workers on the assembly line or the masters in the machine repair room, Song Yuanchao is always smiling, and there is no trace of emotion when talking to everyone.
He never picked at the shelf when taking out the cigarettes. After a pack of cigarettes was gone, if it was not enough, he would take out another pack and open it. This generous move won the favor of many people.
The thinking of ordinary workers is actually very simple, especially front-line workers pay more attention to the respect of leaders for themselves. Don't look at a small cigarette, it represents the respect of leaders for themselves, and it also represents a kind of recognition.
In fact, there are no factory leaders who know this, but those who can actually do what Song Yuanchao did are simply rare.
Everyone depends on wages. Even the wages of factory leaders are only a little more than ten or twenty yuan more than those of front-line workers. From this point of view, the difference is not big.
Leaders are not landlords or wealthy people. A pack of cheap cigarettes costs more than 10 cents, while better ones cost at least 20 or 30 cents. There are also more expensive ones, such as Huazi, and those from outside the country. A pack of cigarettes costs several days' wages.
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There are many front-line workers in the workshop, and there are usually many masters in the break room who have just finished their work or come in for a drink of water and a break between work.
Workers, especially gay men on the front line, are basically old smokers, and there are very few who don’t smoke. When Song Yuanchao goes to the workshops, he will sit in the lounge of each workshop for a while, chatting with these workers and masters for a while, and the topics they talk about
Some will be about production, but more will be about current events that everyone is interested in.
At this time, it is not as simple as taking out one or two cigarettes. A pack of cigarettes is scattered in one circle and nearly half of it is gone in the blink of an eye. If you smoke twice, you will accidentally hit more people. Maybe one pack has just been opened.
The cigarettes are gone. This is why many factory leaders only smoke in the workshop office and between the workshop director, branch secretary, and deputy director when they come to the workshop, but they will never do this in front of ordinary employees.
This situation has always existed, and all the workers and masters are well aware of it, because they do not smoke in this situation, but smoke by themselves, unless they encounter a situation where there are few people.
Therefore, there is a well-known term in the factory, which is "nothing can be done when there are too many people".
The so-called not smoking when there are many people means that once there are more than three or more than five people, no one will distribute (disperse) cigarettes. Everyone has a tacit agreement to smoke their own. Only when there are few people will they distribute (disperse) cigarettes.
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But Song Yuanchao immediately broke this "tacit understanding". These days, he completely ignored this rule. No matter how many people were present, or because he was not familiar with them, the first thing he did when he came into the lounge was to take out his hand with a smile.
He smoked and spread the smoke in a circle from beginning to end. This move quickly aroused everyone's favor. Although he had not known Song Yuanchao for a long time, many old masters would raise their eyebrows when he mentioned this new young deputy director.
Thumbs up and say "Be fastidious!"
Working people are very simple and easy to be moved.
Song Yuanchao won the favor of many people in this very simple way, and it was precisely because of this that he became the most popular factory leader among the workers and masters in each workshop within a few days.
This is not only true in the workshop, but also in other departments. Song Yuanchao has never had any airs, and he is very generous when smoking. He is also good at chatting with people. As time goes by, everyone welcomes him more and more.
In addition to gay men, there are also many lesbians who have a favorable impression of Song Yuanchao. Although the Nandu Factory is a food factory and there is no shortage of food, Song Yuanchao will also bring some melon seeds and plums every time he goes to the workshop in addition to cigarettes.
These gadgets will be shared with lesbians who come to the lounge.
In addition, Song Yuanchao was young, tall and handsome, especially when he smiled and his handsome face was full of sunshine. This fascinated the lesbians. Some older lesbians even asked Song Yuanchao specifically whether he was married or single. If
It's the latter who plans to introduce someone to him.
When they learned that Song Yuanchao was married, those lesbians inevitably felt a little regretful, secretly wondering why the good cabbage was always given away in advance? But even so, every time they saw Song Yuanchao coming, they still enthusiastically asked for it, eating a little Songchang at a time.
At this time, Song Yuanchao would happily greet them and take out a handful of snacks such as melon seeds or plum blossoms from his pocket to share with everyone.
When eating in the canteen, Song Yuanchao was also somewhat independent. He rarely went to the small pot dishes and always cooked at the big pot dishes with the ordinary workers.
When eating, I didn't go to the two rows of seats near the bakery at the back. I gathered with a few workshop workers who I already knew and had a good relationship with. We all chatted while eating, and it was extremely harmonious.
Today, Song Yuanchao finished shopping as usual and saw that the time was already around three in the afternoon. He started walking towards the factory office.
As he walked, Song Yuanchao thought about today's harvest. He had gained a lot this way this week, and he had almost figured out the situation of the entire Nandu Factory.
A factory is actually a small society. Don't underestimate the ordinary front-line workers. In fact, they know as much as their leaders about many things, and they are even better informed.
In his previous life, Song Yuanchao came from the front line, step by step to a leadership position, and eventually became a middle-level cadre of the group.
From this point of view, if you regard Song Yuanchao as an ordinary college student, you are completely wrong. Song Yuanchao has basically mastered the entire Nandu Factory without the knowledge of factory leaders such as Jiang Dahai and Gu Ping.
, even the relationship between the leaders of the entire factory was clearly understood by him.
Understanding these is very important for Song Yuanchao's next work. As the old saying goes, come from the masses to the masses. If you are separated from the masses, then you are nothing as a leader, but if you become one with the masses, then
Naturally, the benefits are huge.
The entire Nandu Factory seemed to be quite profitable, but in Song Yuanchao's eyes, there was an undercurrent surging beneath the peaceful surface of the Nandu Factory.
To describe it in one sentence, Nandu Factory is actually suffering from serious illnesses that are difficult to cure. It has long been plagued by all kinds of diseases. The interpersonal relationships from top to bottom are complicated and the overall management is extensive. Many of the factory's systems are basically just decorations. There is a serious waste of raw materials and an unreasonable personnel structure.
, each department is muddle along, in short, everyone is dawdling...
Song Yuanchao saw these things one by one and heard them in his ears. Especially when he was on the front line, Song Yuanchao often heard the complaints and complaints of the workers and masters.
In the eyes of many workers and masters, the leaders in the factory are all idiots who only know how to show off or fight for power. It is useless to ask them to do anything serious. In their view, it is useless to put a dog in some leadership positions.
It's better than them, because at least the dog can see the gate and bark at outsiders, but it won't use its crooked brains to harm the interests of the factory.
Regarding these remarks, Song Yuanchao just smiled and never agreed or commented. He had his own judgment and his own ideas.
Song Yuanchao is not an ordinary person. He admits that some of the front-line masters’ words are reasonable, but some of them are just because they are complaining. Leaders are really all brainless fools? How is this possible? He can sit in a leadership position, even if he is an ordinary person
All the department cadres, such as Wang Feng, are all human beings. If they are really mentally retarded, they cannot be leaders.
The reason why this situation occurs is actually very simple. One is due to the culture and management. The other is that many people do nothing because of self-protection. In other words, they do more and make more mistakes and do less and do less wrong and not do better. The third is that
Depending on where you are, you will see different problems and ideas. This is where your butt determines your ideas.
But it cannot be denied that some of the problems mentioned by the workers and masters are also facts and are in front of us. But it is easy to complain about it, but it is very difficult to actually change it. Don’t believe it? Don’t believe it
If you put those whiny guys in leadership positions and see if they can do a good job, they might not be as good as the current leaders.
Nandu Factory is a state-owned enterprise and is considered a large factory in terms of scale.
There are too many such problems for state-owned enterprises and they are too complicated, and Song Yuanchao has no hope of completely solving them.
Because Song Yuanchao knew that he couldn't do it. Let alone a deputy director, even if he was the secretary or the director, he couldn't do anything because it involved the state-owned enterprise system and long-term historical issues. Wherever he wanted to change, he could
It's so easy to change.
Even in later generations, the same is true for the old workplace where Song Yuanchao worked all his life. There are a lot of messy things behind the bright surface. He usually complains behind closed doors and curses that the people above are a bunch of pigs. Song Yuanchao himself does this kind of thing.
Yes, but the scolding should be followed by scolding, and what should be done after the scolding is done, because Song Yuanchao has long understood that he simply does not have the ability to change.
This kind of enterprise is actually a quagmire. If people fall into the quagmire, it is impossible to achieve great results, at least it is impossible now.
Song Yuanchao was a little confused about Lin Daoyuan's real intention of throwing himself into this factory. Did he intend to let himself change Nandu Factory? But if that was the case, why not give him a factory that he could actually control? Even if
It might as well be a new factory with nothing but nothing!
Chapter completed!