Verak and the others planned to follow the original factory owner to get to know the factory for a few days first, so that they could take over the work. But they didn't expect that the place was a bit too bad. There was really nothing to learn about in depth, so they did a round of acquisitions yesterday and went directly to the factory today.
Come and take over.
On the surface, Andre, who is not wanted, is the owner of the factory, but secretly, Verak and Winston intervene again.
After breakfast, the group arrived at the factory, suspended the work of the workers, and gathered nearly a hundred people working in the weaving factory into the relatively empty warehouse of the factory.
"Everyone, be quiet." The original factory owner motioned to the noisy workers to quiet down, and then pointed to Verak, Winston, Andre, and Benedick who were also standing at a high place, "You should all know about weaving.
The factory was acquired yesterday, and the person who acquired it was Mr. Andre."
"Good morning everyone, I'm Andre, the future owner of Nak Weaving Factory." Andre's voice was rich and he didn't need to shout like the original factory owner in order to be heard. "Everyone, please don't worry, I
After taking over the weaving factory, not only will we not fire everyone, but we will also improve everyone's salary. We will strive to turn losses into profits within one month and become the highest-profit weaving factory of the same scale in two months!"
It takes one month to get rid of losses, and two months to become the best weaving factory.
The original factory owner and workers were stunned.
What nonsense is this?
It is lucky that such a weaving factory, which has not even fully mechanized, has not closed down. How do you expect to surpass other factories in two months?
Verak held the ledger, sometimes looking at the workers and sometimes checking the numbers on the ledger.
The more I looked at him, the more frightened I became.
In such a factory with a staff of 100 people, the total monthly remuneration for workers is less than 300 gold grams. The average annual income per person is only more than 30 gold grams, which is only half of what Verak earned when he was a photographer.
about.
Of course, there is actually a reason for this.
Because of the lack of mechanization, the only way to ensure production was to recruit more people. In order to reduce costs on the basis of recruiting people, the original factory owner focused on the old, weak, sick and disabled who other factory owners were unwilling to recruit.
He exploited the weakness of these people who had nowhere to go but themselves, exploited them without any bottom line, and let one of them do the work of two or even three people.
Looking at the many injured and injured workers in the warehouse, as well as the swarms of children with immature faces, Verak sighed softly.
When they come, they can only temporarily save a hundred people here. If they want to save tens of millions of people and completely reverse the status quo, they must succeed in the experiment.
Among the workers, little Zachary and little Jacob squeezed to the front, looking up and down at Andre in the front with eyes far beyond what they should have at their age.
"It looks like it's even less easy to mess with than the last one...it will definitely squeeze all of us out..." Little Zachary said in a low voice.
"He just said he would improve our treatment." Little Jacob firmly remembered what Andre just said.
"Which factory owner didn't say that? Who did you think actually did it in the end?" Little Zachary followed his father and had no trust in these factory owners.
Little Jacob noticed Verak and Winston behind Andre: "I feel like they will be different."
Little Zachary thought that little Jacob saw those people who were well-dressed and gentle, and thought they would be people who kept their word. "Aren't all rich people like that? They look good, but in fact they are dark inside."
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Little Jacob had seen much more than little Zachary. He said no more, but looked at those people with pleading eyes, praying that his feeling was right.
"Let me first explain the reform plan of the weaving factory." Andre took out the plan and read it loudly, "First, reduce the workers' working hours to eight hours. Second, increase the workers' basic salary, every month
Six gold grams. Third, workers under the age of sixteen should cancel their jobs and enter the factory nurseries set up with the workers’ children for managed education.”
The first two sentences made the workers think they heard wrongly. How could a factory owner cut working hours while raising wages?
And at the third point, when they heard that people under the age of sixteen were canceling their jobs, little Jacob and little Zachary almost fainted. They couldn't live without their jobs. But after Andre finished speaking, it was his plan.
They were placed in a nursery for education, and the two looked at each other again.
What is a nursery?
Andre hasn't finished yet: "Fourth, establish factory subsidies to provide compensation and subsequent treatment costs to workers injured at work. If you need help for other reasons, you can also apply for and be approved for a subsidy. Fifth, establish a night school for workers.
, all workers can receive free education after work. Sixth
, improve food and accommodation benefits, and comprehensively rectify the workers' dormitory environment and workers' meal standards. Seventh, establish a factory entertainment center and provide free entertainment facilities for workers to relax after work. Eighth, establish a factory store to sell workers more than normal
Products with cheaper market prices. Ninth..."
Everyone was stunned, and they seemed to be unable to hear what Andre said next.
They only know that every point is beneficial to them and is for their benefit.
"Jacob, he, what is he talking about?" Little Zachary grabbed little Jacob's clothes, and his previous disdain for the new factory owner Andre disappeared.
"He's saying...he's saying..." Little Jacob was speechless.
The other workers couldn't hide their excitement, but they couldn't believe it was true. Emotions such as joy and fear alternated on their faces.
"...Twenty-two, establish a disease fund. Every month, the factory owner will allocate 10% of the factory profits to the disease fund to improve medical services for workers and their families for free." Andre continued to talk about the reforms.
The twenty-two items stated, “That’s it for now, and adjustments and additions will be made in the future depending on the situation.”
"Is this true? Or did you say you would change this in a few days, or wait until something happens to us and turn your back on us?" A worker plucked up the courage to ask.
"It's true, and the factory will not take the initiative to breach the contract. We will launch a contract in the future to make this promise legally binding. Once a breach of contract occurs, you can report us directly to the court." Andre and the others have already responded.
Let the workers believe that this is true, and plan to sign labor contracts with the workers.
"The courts are all yours, how can we fight against you?" Some workers were still very vigilant.
There is nothing that can be done about this. There is a huge trust gap between factory owners and workers, and it cannot be repaired by Verak and others with just a few words. If you want the workers to truly trust them, you have to look at their actual actions next.
"If we don't plan to do this, what's the point of saying this? Why don't we make fun of everyone when we have nothing to do? Of course, no matter how much we talk, it's better to get things done. We will first make up for everyone's arrears of remuneration and directly follow the instructions.
The remuneration regulations of the new factory system that are newly promulgated and effective immediately are being paid." Andre has been a factory owner for so many years and is very comfortable in handling problems.
As for wages, because the original factory owner was in arrears for two months, Verak and others lowered the price based on this when acquiring the factory. Therefore, the original factory owner did not make a profit at this time.
With that said, Verak, Winston, and Benedick came to the side. Verak was responsible for preparing the ledger, Winston was responsible for distributing money, and Benedick was responsible for maintaining order.
"Charles Kenny." Verak pointed to the first worker.
The workers fell silent, not daring to think that the new factory owner would do whatever he wanted.
"Charles Kenny!" Verak called again.
This time, a lean middle-aged man finally walked out of the workers. The man was blind in one eye and hesitantly came to Verak.
"The factory has owed you two months' wages. Now according to the new regulations, it will repay you twelve gold grams. Please count it." After Winston handed over the twelve gold grams of banknotes to Kenny, Verak said generously.
Ask the other party to confirm so as not to cause any misunderstanding.
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"Ten, twelve gold grams?" Kenny counted the banknotes tremblingly. After counting three times, he looked at Verak in disbelief, "Is it really mine?"
"Of course, it will be distributed on time every month from now on." Verak nodded and pointed to the second person, "Jackson Marcus."
The first person received the twelve gold grams smoothly, and the second person came very simply. He came up and took the money excitedly and kept thanking him.
"George Oliver, Paul Offman..." Verak continued to name names and paid the workers their unpaid wages.
The original owner stood aside dumbfounded.
Where did this aristocrat come from? He doesn’t regard money as money?
Isn't it better to keep this money for yourself? Why should you share it with these poor people who are willing to stay and work even if they are given food to eat?
This salary is not only higher than the average salary in his factory, but also one gold gram more than the average salary outside. In addition, workers have to cut working hours, and they have to open nurseries, workers’ shops, entertainment centers, etc. to provide them with enough food.
, we also need to set up a disease fund... Not to mention making money, this adds up to thousands of gold grams per month!
Achieve profit in one month and become the best weaving factory in two months?
Crazy, these people are absolutely crazy.
"Luke Zachary, Bartholomew Jacob." Verak named two more names in succession.
What came to him this time were two children who looked less than ten years old.
"How old are you?" Seeing that such young children were being squeezed to work, Verak couldn't help but ask their age.
"I am ten years old this year." Little Jacob said.
"I'm nine years old." Little Zachary's eyes were completely attracted by the banknotes.
"You don't have to work anymore, just study hard in the nursery." Verak asked Winston to give each of them twelve gold grams.
Little Zachary nodded his head after taking the money.
Little Jacob timidly asked: "I have no money and can I go to daycare if I don't work?"
"Of course." Verak said matter-of-factly, "You are still children. The first thing you need to do now is to make sure you have enough food and sleep, and then learn knowledge. There is no need to work. We will wait until you grow up."
"But... I don't do anything, why are you willing to provide me with food and shelter, and are you willing to teach me knowledge?" Little Jacob was puzzled.
He was grateful, but didn't understand.
With so many factories, how could any of the workers be fed for free? He was afraid that these people had other agendas.
"There is no reason. You are a child, and children should learn to live a good life without any worries." Verak saw little Jacob's worry, "Don't be afraid, we are so rich, we won't do anything bad to you."
"Thank you!" Little Jacob bowed deeply to Verak.
He didn't know how to speak and didn't know how to express his gratitude. Bowing was the greatest gratitude he could do.
"Thank you!" Little Zachary also bowed his thanks in a decent manner.
"It's nothing. Go back and have a good rest. When the nursery opens, we will arrange for you to live and study there." Verak touched the heads of the two children and named the workers behind them.
Ten minutes later, the arrears of wages were paid.
All ninety-seven workers present received a reward of twelve gold grams.
Now everyone believed the words of the new factory owner Andre, that their benefits would be improved and they would have a new life.
Andre came to the audience.
Equality does not like to stand on a high place for others to look up to. In rare cases, they do this so that everyone can see them, not like the powerful do to make the poor feel that they are inherently inferior to them.
Feeling the change in the workers' eyes, Andre spoke again: "Please believe us! We do what we say! We will improve everyone's treatment! We will implement the twenty-two systems after the reform! At the same time, we mentioned at the beginning
Our goal will not change! We will make a profit in the first month! In the second month, we will become the best weaving factory in Kip City!"
"good!"
"good!"
Little Jacob and little Zachary applauded and cheered first.
They didn't know how difficult this goal was. The only thing they remembered was that the factory owner treated them really well this time!
"good!"
"good!"
The rest of the workers also burst into warm applause.
They know that the goals set by Andre are difficult to achieve, but they must work hard to achieve them! They will no longer allow the factory to close down, and they want Andre to know that giving them good treatment is worth it!
While muttering "Crazy, crazy, these people are crazy," the original owner silently retreated to the side, preparing to leave this place of right and wrong, spread the absurd news, and let everyone watch a good show.
"Do you think it can be done?" Verak asked Winston.
Winston couldn't help but tremble with the cheers that broke out from the workers: "Look, they are so grateful for something that should have been so normal and common. There will definitely be many difficulties in the future. I want to lead tens of thousands of people."
Thousands of people are moving toward equality, but they still face too many challenges to count. But seeing them about to usher in a new life, and the most basic things they should have enjoyed long ago are finally implemented, I see hope on their faces.