With the attention of Factory Director Yang and the full cooperation of the Logistics Department, the construction of the poverty alleviation workshop progressed very quickly, and a large workshop was completed in less than ten days.
Early in the morning, when Li Donglai rode his bicycle outside the poverty alleviation workshop, Director Wang of the subdistrict office had already been waiting with two hundred temporary workers.
As soon as Li Donglai tied up the bicycle, Director Wang came over: "Director Li, look, I have brought you all the people. Don't look at them. They are a little older, but they all work with one hat and one head.
A good hand."
Director Wang handed over a list as he spoke. Li Dong took a look at it and put the list back in his pocket. He still believed in Director Wang. This old street teacher was worthy of trust both in character and ability.
Director Wang said as he walked: "Donglai, I have carefully considered the people on the list. There are no thorns in the side. However, it is inevitable that there will be half of them who are disobedient. If you are not comfortable coming forward, you can ask Wang Zhijun to help you deal with it."
"Wang Zhijun?"
"He is the steward of the courtyard. He is quite prestigious in the nearby neighborhood. He is decisive in his actions and is a good helper."
Li Donglai nodded: "Director, thank you. When the workshop gets back on track, I will definitely treat you to a drink."
"What are you drinking? As long as those poor households can get money back every month, I will be satisfied."
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The temporary workers were having a heated discussion. When they saw Li Donglai approaching, they all stopped making noise and looked at Li Donglai with curiosity and awe.
After they learned that they were going to work in the poverty alleviation workshop, they secretly inquired about Li Donglai.
Barefoot doctor....Director of the steel rolling mill hospital....College student....Gyeongseong University laboratory....Drugs for earning foreign exchange....Nobel Prize....
This life trajectory has exceeded their imagination. Standing here now, they feel like ants standing at the foot of a mountain.
Li Donglai faced two hundred pairs of eyes, smiled faintly, and said loudly: "I always do more than I talk, and it's the same today. I won't talk too much. I only promise one thing. As long as you are serious
At work, at the end of every month, I guarantee that each of your pockets will be full.
Although making a security door does not require much technology, you still need to know the necessary steps. I have hired a teacher for you.
Now you all enter the workshop for two days of training.
In these two days, I hope you can accept the training seriously. After the training, you will take the exam.
If you fail the exam, I'm sorry, please come back!"
When the temporary workers heard this, they immediately became nervous. They were joking. This was related to the food and drink of the whole family in the future. How could they not be nervous?
They entered the workshop in a neat queue and saw a young man wearing a gray tunic suit standing in front of the workshop.
The young man is Mo Shanfeng. It was Mo Shanfeng who assembled the first security gate. It is most appropriate for him to serve as the teacher.
A researcher who doesn't want to be a teacher is not a good researcher. Mo Shanfeng accepted this task very excitedly. Facing those uncles and aunts who were several rounds older than him, he didn't feel any nervousness at all.
Mo Shanfeng picked up a stick as a pointer and knocked on the table gently: "Okay, now we start the class, please calm down. Now let's get to know the several equipment needed to assemble the security gate. First,
This is a coil, and the coil is made of..."
Li Donglai saw that the temporary workers were listening attentively and felt relieved.
After all, those who come here are all from poor families, and he doesn't want to eliminate any of them.
Li Donglai walked out of the workshop and saw Director Wang of the Street Office still standing outside. He also remembered something and walked over quickly.
"Director Wang, there is another matter that I have to entrust to you. With so many temporary workers entering and exiting the steel rolling mill at the same time, it is easy to cause chaos. You may have heard that a bad element was caught in the new workshop a while ago.
So we have to apply for a pass for each temporary worker, and the pass must have a photo and a stamp from the street office.”
Director Wang also heard about the close relationship that happened a while ago. He looked serious and nodded hurriedly: "Comrade Donglai, you have been thoughtful. When I get back, I will make a pass for each of them according to the list immediately."
After settling the matters in the workshop, Li Donglai wandered to the sales department again.
The first batch of security doors is expected to be produced within a week, but Huakai has not completed all the work of registering patents, and there is currently no way to directly transport them to the port city for external sales.
Then it can only be digested internally.
Li Donglai came to the sales department to find out if any nearby factories were interested in purchasing security doors.
When the sales section chief saw it was Li Donglai, he stood up quickly, went to the tea table, and entertained him warmly.
But when he heard Li Donglai asking if anyone had ordered security gates, he looked embarrassed.
"Director Li, it's not that our security gates are not good, but the price is too high. A security gate costs three hundred yuan. I have inquired from two factories, but when I heard this price, people were scared.
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In the view of the sales section chief, the security door costs 300 yuan, which is absolutely a sky-high price.
What is the concept of three hundred yuan? It can buy nearly four hundred pounds of fat, and it can buy a house in the capital.
Besides, manual security check can completely replace the security gate, it just takes a little time.
I don’t know what Director Li was thinking, but he set the price so high!
The sales section chief originally thought that Li Donglai would consider lowering the price, but Li Donglai smiled faintly: "Really? Don't worry, they will come to purchase soon."
After saying that, he put down the enamel jar, opened the door and walked out.
The sales section chief looked at Li Donglai and was a little confused. He scratched his head and said doubtfully: "I don't believe it. Are there fools in this world? I would rather spend three hundred yuan to buy such a thing."
Li Donglai has carefully considered the pricing of security gates in China.
The security gate is not a livelihood product, and it has certain technical content, so it must ensure sufficient profit margins.
The profits earned from selling security doors can be invested in the laboratory, and Mo Shanfeng can take the lead in setting up a physics laboratory. In the early stage, it will focus on various inventions, and later on it will extend to high-end physics, such as manufacturing a photolithography machine and building
An electron-positron collider or something.
If prices are reduced blindly, the security door market worth hundreds of millions may be destroyed. This will be a profound lesson for future generations.
As soon as the equipment that was originally expensive abroad can be produced in China, the price will plummet, which will eventually lead to domestic manufacturers not being able to make any money at all.
Without money, there is no way to start research and development. You can only follow others and make some low-end equipment.
For a special product like security door, price is never an issue, the key is its urgency.
Thinking of this, Li Donglai came up with a good idea. Instead of going back to the laboratory to work, he rode his bicycle back to the courtyard.
Although Liang Ladi and Nan Yi are not married, they have obtained a marriage certificate and they moved to the courtyard with their children a few days ago.
It's working time now. Nan Yi and Liang Ladi are busy in the canteen of the steel rolling mill hospital. There are only Da Mao, Er Mao, San Mao and Xiu'er in the room.
Li Donglai knocked on the door, and it was Xiu'er who opened the door.
"Master, you are here. My mother and uncle are not at home." Xiuer saw that it was Li Donglai and said giftedly.
Li Donglai waved his hand: "I came to see you today for something, so you can call Damao and the others over."
Soon, the four children, Da Mao, Er Mao, San Mao and Xiu'er, all came to the door. Their big, watery eyes were full of doubts.
Li Donglai took out a handful of toffee from his pocket and gave one to each of them.
Er Mao peeled off the candy wrapper and wanted to stuff it into his mouth, but Da Mao hit him on the head: "Mom's birthday will be in two days, so we have to keep these toffees for Mom."
Ermao curled up his lips and almost cried: "But I want to eat sweets."
Da Mao looked down on him a little, and shook his head: "Come on, let me bite it open for you. Isn't that enough for each of you?"
Er Mao had no choice but to hand the candy to Da Mao, who put it in his mouth and "clicked"... bit the candy into four pieces.
The candy you chew on is so neat and tidy, the four sections are all different in size.
How to divide the candy was difficult for several children. After some hesitation, Da Mao pinched out the longest one and handed it to Xiu'er: "My sister is the youngest, give this piece to my sister."
Then he picked up the smallest one and kept it for himself: "I have licked it just now, I will eat less."
Finally, he divided the remaining two paragraphs between Ermao and Sanmao: "Come on, these two are yours."
Er Mao saw that he originally had a whole piece of candy, but now only a small piece was left. His little mouth opened and he wanted to cry.
Xiu'er took out the candy that had been put in her mouth and handed it to Ermao's hand: "Grasshopper, you eat it."
Er Mao wiped his tears, smiled through his tears, put the saliva-covered candy back into Xiu'er's mouth, then picked up his own piece of candy and ate it with relish.
The sincere feelings between their brothers and sisters moved Li Donglai deeply.
In later generations, the relationship between people became weaker and weaker, and it was common for brothers and sisters to turn against each other.
In this era, although people's lives are difficult, the feelings between brothers and sisters are real. They would rather go hungry than share food with their brothers and sisters.
After finishing the candy, Da Mao looked at Li Donglai with wide eyes: "Master, if you treat us to some candy, you must be asking us for help with something, right?"
Good guy, this guy is really smart at a young age. Li Donglai smacked his tongue.
Obviously, the reason why Da Mao did not raise this issue directly just now was because he wanted to finish the candy.
Anyway, the candy has already entered their stomachs. If Li Donglai asks, they can't do it, and Li Donglai can't do anything to children like them.
What a clever little guy.
Li Donglai reached out and rubbed Da Mao's head, bent down and said with a smile: "I do have something to ask you for help, but I don't want you to work in vain. I will give you 2 cents for every play you perform."
Hearing the 20 cents, the four little guys became more energetic. Xiu'er bit her finger and said, "Brother, please promise him quickly. With that money, we can buy mom a birthday gift."
Da Mao turned his head and glared at his sister: "Xiu'er, don't say anything." He puffed out his chest, looked at Li Donglai and said, "What kind of scene do you want us to play? Is it illegal? We won't do anything illegal."
He had never heard of children acting, let alone being paid for acting.
Li Donglai chuckled: "Of course it's not illegal, that's what happened..."
Li Donglai explained his idea to the four children, "It's simple. I'll give you 20 cents for each performance. You'll settle the bill after the performance. You're an innocent child. There will be no credit. I won't let you illegally ask for wages."
Sihe's little heads gathered together to discuss for a while. Da Mao walked up to Li Donglai and raised his head like a little adult: "Shall we keep our words?"
"count!"
"What about the retractor?"
"..."
"Hang yourself with a hook, and it won't change for a hundred years!"
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The afternoon sun was particularly harsh. Li Donglai invited Damao and the others to drink a bottle of Arctic Ocean each, and then set off on his bicycle.
It has to be said that bicycles in this era are really durable. Carrying an adult and four children, the bicycle's wheels are only a little flat.
The bicycle traveled a full seven or eight miles along the streets full of period characteristics and arrived at the gate of the Second Textile Factory.
At this time, the workers had finished eating and were walking back to the factory one after another.
Da Mao led Er Mao, San Mao and Xiu'er appeared at the door of the textile factory in a sneaky manner.
They pretended to be workers' children and followed the female workers into the factory.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As soon as they entered the gate, Da Mao and the others stopped. Under the eyes of the security officer, they took out the parts in their hands, and then pretended to assemble them.
Got up.
The security officer didn't pay attention to them at first. What danger could there be to children? So they didn't search them at all when they entered.
At this time, I didn't take it seriously when I saw them holding strange pieces of iron. Children always like to pick up strange things.
But those iron pieces were assembled in Da Mao's hands and gradually turned into a pistol.
The first person who noticed this scene was an aunt. She was like a pig that had been stabbed, and she let out an "ouch", which made everyone around her tremble in fear.
"You, look at what that child has in his hand?"
The workers followed the aunt's fingers and felt a chill coming from behind.
In this world, the only thing more dangerous than a pistol in the hands of a criminal is a pistol in the hands of a child. The danger is no different from that in the hands of a madman.
"Come quickly, that kid has a pistol in his hand!"
The hurried call broke the tranquility at noon. When the security officer who was checking the workers at the door heard the sound, he didn't care to check anymore and ran over with a stick.
When the security officers saw clearly the gun in Da Mao's hand, they couldn't help but take a breath and wanted to rush forward, but they were afraid that Da Mao would pull the trigger.
He stretched out his hand and shouted: "Child, put it down, put it down slowly, uncle, give you some candy?", and put his hand in his pocket in a pretentious manner as he spoke.
When Er Mao heard about the candy, he was a little greedy. He wanted to walk over, but San Mao secretly pinched him and almost cried out in pain.
Da Mao picked up the pistol and showed a pure smile: "Uncle, is it fun?"
