Yang Jun was shocked when he heard that the workers were on strike.
"We're all on strike, how can you, damn you, still sit still?"
Yang Jun was so angry that he kicked his butt.
"Then what can I do? Is it possible that I have to beg them to work?" Wang Erwa said, spreading her hands.
"what happened?"
Yang Jun sat back in his seat and asked.
"What else could be going on? It's just that they didn't obey the job transfer. A few people took the lead and made trouble, and the others followed suit."
"How many people are on strike right now?"
"Not much, maybe four or five thousand."
When Yang Jun heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched.
You fucking big mouth, four or five thousand people are not many?
Do you really want to cause a factory-wide strike?
Yesterday, Yang Jun requested more than 2,000 places from Yang Jianguo. Before they could allocate them urgently, there was a strike.
Of course, it does not rule out that some people are unwilling to go to other places to work, and it is normal to be a little emotional.
"How are you going to handle this matter?" Yang Jun asked.
"Don't I want to come back and bring some people over? If I control a few leaders, it will be easier for the others." Wang Erwa said.
Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said, "If you don't think the trouble is too big, just bring someone over."
This kind of thing can only be cleared up but not blocked, especially it cannot intensify conflicts.
If you take people there as soon as you come up, it will definitely arouse emotions on both sides.
"Then what do you think we should do? We can't agree to their conditions. How will we carry out future work?"
Yang Jun returned to his seat and pulled out the list Yang Jianguo gave him yesterday.
"Divide and transform."
"Take the list and negotiate. Those who are willing to go to Sugar Mountain will have the same treatment. Those who are unwilling to go will be deemed to have automatically given up the organizational assignment."
Wang Erwa took the list and missed one glance.
"Sir, I told you earlier. If I had this list, why would I be so passive?"
"Haha, isn't this a test for you? Who knows you are not the material?"
If everyone has a lot of quotas, everyone can do a good job in the merger.
The reason why Yang Jun has not come up with this list is because he hopes to come up with it when the work cannot be carried out.
He also knows that this job is difficult to do. If you do it well, you will get no credit. If you do it poorly, you will be criticized.
It's the kind of thankless job.
It is not easy for Wang Erwa to persist until now.
Now the government cannot provide more jobs, so how to place the large surplus labor force can only be solved by themselves.
Recently, most of the leading cadres in the factory have been sent out by Yang Jun to negotiate adjustments in various units to see if there are any redundant jobs.
However, the results were not very satisfactory. With so many cadres working for so many days, a total of more than 300 positions were obtained.
But once the two factories merge, at least nearly 20,000 people will be laid off.
The steel rolling mill can only provide nearly 4,000 jobs, and the rest can only be laid off.
Sometimes, technological progress is not a good thing.
That would cause huge damage to traditional industries.
Just like now, the successful technological transformation of machine tools was originally a good thing that benefited the country and the people, but in the end, it resulted in a large number of laid-off workers...
Of course, in the long run, the benefits of progress at the subject level far outweigh the disadvantages.
Wang Erwa took the list and left to deal with the workers' strike.
Yang Jun believes he can handle this matter.
These days, going on strike also requires families to have a surplus of food.
It's okay to make trouble for one day, it's okay for two days, but it won't last three days.
The food at home is not calculated on a yearly basis, nor on a monthly basis, but on a daily basis, and sometimes even on a meal basis.
You can afford to make trouble, but your wife and children can't afford to make trouble. Every time you open your eyes, there are several mouths waiting for food.
Sure enough, news came in the afternoon that the striking workers would return to work in the workshop that day.
Even though I am going to work somewhere else, it is still better than starving to death without a job.
In the afternoon, Yang Jun was drinking tea in the office when Lao Wei came.
"Director, kill two games?"
Old Wei stood at the door with a chessboard in hand and a smile on his face.
"Old Wei, let me tell you, I don't accept insults."
Yang Jun suspected that this guy came to insult him on purpose.
I haven't played chess for such a long time, and today I suddenly came to visit. There is a conspiracy.
"Director, don't worry, I will let you struggle for a full hour and let you admit defeat with dignity."
"roll……"
That's torture and humiliation for you, okay?
What a shame.
Yang Jun refused.
"Forget about playing chess and drink tea with me."
Yang Jun made a cup of good tea for Lao Wei.
"Good tea. It seems that if you want to drink good tea in the future, you will have to come to your office."
Old Wei took a sip and was immediately conquered by the good tea.
"Don't follow Lao Wang's example. Landlords don't have enough food these days."
"I'm definitely not as good as Secretary Wang. It would be nice if I could get a cup of tea." Old Wei narrowed his eyes and said.
"Don't be so bitter. When have I ever wronged you?"
Yang Jun refilled his cup and sat on the sofa.
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
The two of them stopped playing chess and just talked about things directly.
"This is the factory director, didn't our department purchase a large amount of supplies? These supplies are reserved for the end of the year but benefits are distributed to employees. But now there is still one month before the Chinese New Year, and some meat products cannot be stored at all.
At that time, let me ask you for instructions on how to deal with these supplies."
Old Wei put down his teacup and said solemnly.
"If you can't let it go, just send it directly."
Yang Jun said directly without thinking.
"Then under what standard will it be distributed? Or should it be based on last year's standard?"
Yang Jun thought about last year's standards.
At that time, he had obtained the grain and pork, and each person was given three kilograms of grain and two kilograms of pork.
Now that I am the director of the factory, my benefits must not be worse than before.
"Let's distribute it according to the standard of five kilograms of grain and three kilograms of pork per person."
Yang Jun thought for a moment and said.
"Five pounds of grain and three pounds of pork?"
Old Wei muttered to himself, then frowned and said,
"Director, is it a bit too much? If distributed according to this standard, it may not be enough."
"Just distribute it according to this standard, and I will figure out the rest."
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"Stop flattering me. I have to find a way to save the remaining supplies. I have to leave at least two thousand kilograms of pork. I will keep it for use."…
Yang Jun thought that this year he must set aside enough pork to reward those who have made significant contributions to the factory, such as the medical staff who participated in the compilation of the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual" and the technicians who succeeded in this technical transformation.
Workers' motivation cannot be boosted by just shouting a few slogans. If you want the horse to run fast, you must have enough night grass.
Especially those who have made significant contributions to the factory must be heavily rewarded.
"Then I will draw up a list first and distribute the first batch of benefits first, and save the rest for distribution at the end of the year." Old Wei said.
"Old Wei, don't stick to the details when doing things. Materials should be distributed as soon as you have them. You don't have to keep them all at the end of the year. Everyone is so busy at work. Don't do all the work together. It will be unbearable.
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"Yes, that's what the factory director taught me."
Old Wei nodded and admitted his mistake.
This guy is a seasoned guy, he admits when he's wrong, and his attitude is extremely humble, making you lose your temper at all.
"After the New Year, there were more people in the factory.
At that time, your work will be heavier, especially in terms of food rations, so you must make sufficient preparations."
Yang Jundao.
"I understand, Director."
A wry smile appeared on Lao Wei's face.
If possible, he really doesn't want to be the head of the purchasing department. Other departments are not as busy as him. The purchasing department he manages has to worry about the food and drink of tens of thousands of people in the whole factory every day, especially the canteens in the logistics.
Block his door every day.
If tens of thousands more employees are added during the New Year, the pressure on his shoulders will be even greater.
"Director, I..."
"Don't give me a choice, otherwise I will look down on you."
When he opened his mouth, Yang Jun knew what he was going to say.
This old cunning guy, could Yang Jun know what he was thinking?
He was just thinking that he had become a section chief and had passed the addiction, so he had no regrets about quitting.
However, Yang Jun did not want him to retreat.
Although this guy is not very capable, he is good at handling the work of the Purchasing Department steadily and without any major mistakes.
Besides, if he really wants to retire, wouldn't he leave the whole procurement department to Yang Mei?
How could he not understand how capable his sister is?
Yang Mei's abilities are average, but she excels in her hard work. She can usually do auxiliary work or something, but it's definitely not possible for her to stand alone.
Yang Jun is considering whether to change her to a more relaxed position, such as the Human Resources Department, or the Organization Department, or if not, the Publicity Department.
"Director, don't worry, I will never give up my choice, but..."
When Lao Wei finished speaking, he said with a grimace: "The leaders in the factory must share some of the work for me."
"Old Wei, I don't like hearing what you're saying. Why don't I support your work?"
Yang Jun clasped his fingers and said: "What is the purpose of setting up a grain collection store in the factory? Is it to reduce your pressure? Why is the security department going to the mountains to hunt every three days? Is it to share your heavy responsibilities?"
"Yes, I know all this, but can you increase your support?"
Yang Jun squinted his eyes and said, "How do you want the factory to support you?"
"Director, if you can get a batch of pork and grain, it will be the greatest support for our purchasing department."
"I've already asked someone to take care of this matter. At the end of the year, the supplies will be delivered to you."
"That's great. With the help of the factory leaders, I believe I won't have to worry about this year's procurement tasks."
Old Wei looked like he was weightless.
"Old Wei, Old Wei, if you ask me to tell you what you are good at, do you feel like you have been idle for another year?" Yang Jun scolded with a smile.
"Hey, director, you're right, I really feel that way."
Lao Wei didn't mind losing it, so he admitted it directly and generously.
He knew in his heart that he was this kind of person in Yang Jun's heart, and if he kept hiding it, he would be annoying.
In fact, this is what Yang Jun likes about him. He admits when he is wrong and will never be stubborn.
