Chapter 651 A Good Opportunity for Workers to Rebel
The walkie-talkie components purchased by the previous group of factory directors have long been used up. Last month, they kept calling and wailing, asking Li Wenjun to sell components to them.
The factory couldn't finish it all at once, so Zhao Lin deployed several skilled workers to work overtime today.
When Yuan Lezi and the others came to work, they saw Wang Xiaolan and the others laughing and making components. Before, they saw it every day in the same building, and it didn't matter. Since the electrical appliances and electronic communication equipment were separated into two buildings, Yuan Lezi sometimes couldn't see them until lunch.
To Wang Xiaolan.
Then he was like a man possessed. Whenever he saw Wang Xiaolan, he would involuntarily move towards her.
He himself couldn't explain why.
It was like this again today. By the time he reacted, he had already reached Wang Xiaolan's side.
Hu Chuntao kept winking at Wang Xiaolan. Wang Xiaolan turned around and saw Yuan Lezi and asked, "What's wrong?"
Yuan Leizi's honest face suddenly turned red, and he scratched his head: "No, it's nothing. I've never seen you do this. I'm curious, so I came over to have a look."
Wang Xiaolan smiled: "Oh, this. This is a component of a simplex walkie-talkie. Our factory director said before that there was too much work and we didn't want to waste manpower on it, so we haven't done it for a long time."
Yuan Lezi wanted to say a few more words to her, so he followed her words and asked, "Why have you started doing it again recently?"
Wang Xiaolan said: "We need to make money. The factory director spent millions building roads, and now he has to work hard to receive more orders and fill the holes."
Yuan Lezi's heart skipped a beat: "Is the factory very nervous?"
Wang Xiaolan thought he was worried about not being able to pay wages, so she said vaguely: "It's not that I'm nervous, anyway, you know the temper of the factory director. He will pay everyone's wages if he sells iron. So, don't go out and show off after you have received your wages, otherwise others will still pay you.
I thought our factory’s money was brought in by strong winds and we couldn’t spend it all.”
Yuan Lezi frowned and went out without saying anything else.
Hu Chuntao raised her chin at Yuan Lezi's back: "Okay, so are you afraid that they will make trouble and refuse to work?"
Wang Xiaolan snorted: "Young Master Jun said that I have been crying for poverty lately. You have forgotten how the people in Yuanjia Village were so open-mouthed before. If they knew that Young Master Jun was so rich, they would not want to extort more.
"
Hu Chuntao shrank her neck: "Yes."
She added: "However, I think this big man seems to like you."
Wang Xiaolan blushed and rolled her eyes: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Just after saying this, she couldn't help but look back at Yuan Lezi's back.
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Yuan Lezi had been thinking about Wang Xiaolan's words. He almost bumped into someone else when he went out. When he looked up, it turned out to be Guo Mingzhe. He quickly stopped him and asked: "Comrade Guo Mingzhe, you are Li Wenjun's classmate. You must know the situation better than me."
Guo Mingzhe adjusted his glasses: "Yes, what do you want to ask?"
Yuan Lezi asked: "I heard that the factory director spent millions on building roads?"
Guo Mingzhe's heart moved and he looked at Yuan Lezi.
He is obviously a college student, but he works with a group of illiterate people like Yuan Leizi. Even with the same salary, he still has to be managed by a semi-literate person like Wang Xiaolan. Just thinking about it makes him feel resentful.
How could he always be so inferior to others? He must be looking for a chance to make a comeback.
From what happened last time when Yang Minhui was tied up, he could see that whoever supported Yuanjiacun could continue to work here.
If the villagers of Yuanjia Village knew that Li Wenjun had no money, would they still support Li Wenjun so much?
Isn't this a good opportunity for him to instigate workers to cause trouble and make Li Wenjun unable to continue working?
Guo Mingzhe was embarrassed and said in a low voice: "Yes. But the military commander didn't let us say it."
When Yuan Leizi heard this, he became even more anxious: "Is there anything I can't say? We are all employees of the factory. We should also know the situation in the factory."
"Yes, I think it's wrong for him to hide this from you. He spent more than two million on road construction and borrowed a lot of money. Some of it was loan sharking. That's why he worked hard to take orders and asked us to work overtime.
, to make money for him." Guo Mingzhe nodded, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously, "Hurry up and ask Li Wenjun for his salary. If you want the factory to continue operating, you'd better change the director. Otherwise, everyone will be dragged down.
.The factory will be sold to pay off the loan sharks.”
Yuan Lezi's mind was buzzing, and he didn't listen to what Guo Mingzhe said at all. He only had one thought: "The factory is going to collapse!"
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At night, Li Wenjun stood in the center of the factory area, surrounded by four brightly lit buildings, and felt a bit of accomplishment.
Although it is not as grand as the feeling of standing on the roof of the office overlooking the city he built before he was reborn, or sitting in a helicopter inspecting the huge industrial area.
However, being able to achieve this scale in less than a year has greatly exceeded his expectations.
Originally, Li Wenjun required full-time employees not to work overtime beyond six o'clock. Part-time employees were not allowed to work overtime beyond eight o'clock, unless there was an urgent order that needed to be rushed.
But everyone wanted to get more bonuses and commissions, so they worked until eight o'clock. They didn't leave until Lao Wang, like a dormitory manager, turned off the lights one by one to check and drive people away.
So here we are, and every workshop is still brightly lit.
"Dad." Diandian, who was standing next to Li Wenjun, pulled his hand, bringing Li Wenjun back from his distant thoughts.
Diandian was very unhappy when she came back from kindergarten today. Li Wenjun was afraid that she would pester Gu Zhanyan at home, so he took her out to play with Heitiao.
"Hey." Li Wenjun responded quickly, "Dad will take you to find Heitiao."
Diandian was really happy to see Heitiao.
Li Wenjun smiled and stood behind him, watching Diandian and Heitiao running around in the yard.
Diandian hugged Heitiao and murmured: "Heihei. My mother is going to give me a younger brother. My uncle and aunt told me that my mother and father will no longer love me when they have a younger brother. If you want to love me, you can't just
Playing with my brother."
Li Wenjun raised his eyebrows slightly, understanding why Diandian had been depressed all afternoon.
These people are really annoying. They will gossip about such things and talk nonsense in front of their children. They may just think they are joking, but subconsciously they are retaliating against Li Wenjun and want to cause trouble for him.
Li Wenjun squatted down and held Diandian in his arms: "Dandian, don't listen to what they say. The adults who are telling you this were the ones who were unloved and unloved when they were children. Our family is different from theirs. No matter what the parents say,
Whether you have younger siblings or not, you are still our treasure."
Diandian looked at Li Wenjun, his big, round black eyes shining with uncertainty, reflecting the bright light of the factory, as if falling into thousands of stars.
Li Wenjun's heart ached slightly. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her forehead: "Mom and dad will grow old and leave you. If you have a younger brother or sister to accompany you, you won't be lonely."
