"Well... if you all work hard, your days will be better in the future, and your salary will only be higher." Zhou Huayang hesitated and stepped forward.
All the employees were from the village, including grandparents, uncles and aunts, and more than a dozen people of the same age as Zhou Huayang. They all stared at Zhou Huayang, showing a hint of expectation.
Zhou Huayang was calm and composed.
"As for the current tea factory, Erya, Mingguo is the best. I have said before that if you learn well from Master Lu, your salary will be increased. Erya, Mingguo's salary will be increased to 8,000 yuan."
Among the crowd, Butcher Chen's daughter Erya and the young villager Ming Guo were startled for a moment, then their faces became overjoyed and they thanked them repeatedly, "Thank you Hua Yang... No, Mr. Zhou."
"Work hard and try to learn all Master Lu's skills. Even if it's only half of his level, the salary increase will be more than three to four thousand yuan."
Zhou Huayang responded with a smile.
"I worked hard." Chen Erya's face turned red and she looked very excited.
In the crowd, everyone had different expressions, either peeking at Chen Erya with envy, or frowning slightly, wondering about something.
"The same goes for the rest of you. You all have opportunities. The more key talents the tea factory has, the better."
After Zhou Huayang said a few more words, he waved his hand and said, "Then Li Na, let's start paying wages."
The woman sitting on the chair was the newly recruited accountant. She nodded and opened the account book, "Zhou Dahu!"
"Here, I'm here!"
"Well, the basic salary is 3,200 yuan. I worked a total of 30 hours of overtime last month, and the overtime pay was 900 yuan, totaling 4,100 yuan."
Li Na took out the banknotes from the nylon bag, ran them through the banknote detector, counted forty-one, and handed it to Zhou Dahu, "Count it yourself. If you are sure it is correct, just press your fingerprint and sign."
"It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong." Zhou Dahu put it in his pocket without thinking, and signed his name like an earthworm crawling.
"Wang Lingling, the basic salary is 3,200 yuan, and the overtime pay is 600 yuan, totaling 3,800 yuan."
…
Li Na was reporting the wages of each employee, and she was smiling even happier as she received the money one by one.
Zhou Huayang stood aside. It was indeed very cumbersome to pay wages in this way, but considering that some older villagers did not have bank cards, and if they wanted to withdraw money, they had to rush to the county town, which was very inconvenient.
It has only been two months since we recruited full-time employees, and paying them directly would also make them feel more at ease.
I don't know who spread the word that wages would be paid today, so many villagers came to the tea factory to watch, and their eyes turned red when they looked at the real money.
"This salary is too high... In the county electronics factory, they work day and night for only three to four thousand yuan. Lao Zhao and the others work for Huayang and die easily. They talk about the eight-hour work system.
Even if you work overtime, it’s thirty yuan an hour.”
"Erya's salary was raised to 8,000 yuan just now, which is simply scary."
"Are those orchards, vegetable fields and fish ponds in Xishan really so profitable? I even wonder if they are growing gold."
"Those Dahu guys work for Huayang during the day and grow vegetables at home. Calculated this way, they must have more than 100,000 yuan a year."
"No, I have to look for him again later. I have to find a job no matter what, just let me be responsible for taking out the excrement."
The villagers whispered to each other.
"Xu Qing, how much is your salary?"
A villager who was watching the fun came over and asked tentatively.
"Why do you care so much?" Xu Qing rolled his eyes at the man.
"Isn't this just curious? After all, you are the second-in-command, so your salary must be tens of thousands, right?"
The others' eyes flickered and they all came closer.
Xu Qing frowned slightly, "Keep it secret!"
The last time he was injured while protecting a peach tree, the man directly paid three million in compensation. Zhou Huayang didn't take any of it and gave it all to him.
Now even if there is no salary, he is still willing to help Zhou Huayang, not to mention his current salary reaches 12,000 yuan.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile, feeling even more grateful for his original choice.
"How stingy."
Many people muttered.
"Mr. Zhou, you are really generous to your employees." Lu Yu looked strange, "Even in a small mountain village, this salary can definitely attract better employees."
A quick look around showed that half of the employees were old, weak, sick and disabled, and the rest were illiterate.
Zhou Huayang smiled slightly and said, "Well, don't let outsiders do it. Except for tea frying, other jobs are not technical jobs. Aren't they the same for everyone?"
They are all from the same village, and he doesn't care about losing some profits.
"No wonder you are so popular." Lu Yu nodded thoughtfully, "I often hear the old employees in the factory say good things about you, and I am very grateful to you."
"It's nothing, Master Lu. How much is your salary at Dingsheng Tea Garden? I will add another 20,000 yuan on top of this. You feel a little wronged by staying in this small village."
"No, no, my boss negotiated my remuneration with me before I came here. I am still an employee of Dingsheng Tea Garden."
"Okay." Zhou Huayang thought so, but for working here, Qian Junyuan has to pay the remuneration. If he directly asked to come over, Qian Junyuan would definitely agree, but he didn't know Lu Yu's feelings towards Dingsheng Tea Garden.
It's so important that it's hard to talk about it.
For a moment, he felt helpless.
Xu Qing just finished dealing with the villagers and came over.
"Xu Qing, later you can take 4,000 yuan and give it to the old village chief as a red envelope. Thanks to his busy schedule during this period," Zhou Huayang instructed.
"knew."
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After all the employees received their wages, Zhou Huayang also left the tea factory.
Xu Qing followed beside him, discussing the recruitment of workers in the tea factory. Whether it was tea or tea production, more than ten people were still not enough.
"Hmph." Master, hurry up, go home and make tea.
Fatty'er lowered his head and put down the bag in his mouth. This was the tea he had received from the tea factory.
"Little bastard, if you don't drink when you get back later, I'll whip you with a whip!" Zhou Huayang glared at it. The top-quality Pu'er at home is far better than the third-grade tea made by this employee.
But Fatty is just like a child, sometimes very stubborn.
"Hmph." No way.
Pang Dun'er happily picked up the bag. He didn't know whether he meant he couldn't drink it, or Zhou Huayang didn't know how to smoke it. He was jumping up and down in front, barely humming a tune.
When I returned to the village and passed by the village committee building, I saw the open space behind it was very lively.
In addition to a few onlookers, there were more than 30 workers wearing hard hats and two excavators, working in full swing.
"Hey, the construction team is here?" Zhou Huayang raised his eyebrows and saw his parents among the crowd of onlookers.
"Mom and dad." He went over and said hello.
Zhao Hexiu pulled Zhou Huayang over and said in a low voice: "Son, isn't this too much of an effort? Also, the house our family has built is too big."
When she was choosing a place, she didn't think anything of it, but now when she listened to the villagers' discussion, she noticed it.
"It's bigger and spacious, it's nothing." The corners of Zhou Huayang's mouth twitched.
If Mom knew about Mr. Chen's plan to build a mansion as big as Wufeng No. 1, would she be even more shocked?
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