Several workers also wanted to play some violence with Lin Chuan, feeling that the young boss was weak and could be bullied.
They stared at Lin Chuan sideways like scoundrels.
"I'm giving you some face, right? You want to fire us? Believe it or not, we're all quitting our jobs. I'm just selling some of your scraps to make some money. Why are you just chirping with us?"
If we treat you as the boss, you are the boss; if we don’t treat you as the boss, you are nothing!”
Lin Chuan was really disgusted by their shameless faces.
However, he just snorted coldly and said coldly: "Okay, then you ask the workers around you if anyone wants to leave with you, I will never stop you.
Moreover, you are stealing the factory's property and violating the factory's security regulations. It would be a light sentence to fire you. To be honest with you, I don't want to use any of the workers in this factory.
I am very happy and happy to have people resign voluntarily, and now I will give everyone this opportunity!"
Who would leave with these scoundrels?
Where can they find such a good job?
Lin Chuan has given them enough benefits. How could they get such good benefits in other units?
It’s not certain whether I can still find a job.
At this time, the workers who were watching began to shout loudly: "We will not leave with these thieves, it is simply embarrassing!"
"It's not that bad. They steal things and sell them to make money. It's not just a day or two. If the family conditions are not good, they just go gambling to make money!"
"Just tell them to go away, they are simply scum!"
Those scoundrels who were scolded by everyone all shriveled up like eggplants in autumn.
They don’t overestimate their ability and think that their words will be supported by everyone.
As a result, he was severely slapped in the face.
I couldn't even raise my head, and I didn't even have the courage to take a look at Lin Chuan.
And Lin Chuan didn't want to see them even more, and said coldly: "While I'm in a good mood, get out of here, or I'll ask you to get back all the things you stole in the past!"
Several workers were so frightened that they hurriedly threw down their bags and ran out of the factory in disgrace amid the ridicule of the crowd.
Only Song Qinglin was left standing there with a face full of pain.
He just invited relatives and friends to dinner yesterday to celebrate his appointment as deputy factory director. Today he was fired by his boss. Does this make him still have the face to see others?
Lin Chuan ignored him and walked directly to the factory.
Song Qinglin hurriedly followed behind and kept explaining.
"Mr. Lin, I know I said something wrong today. The reason is that my concept has not changed and my thinking is still in the past mode. If you give me another chance, I will correct my attitude!"
Lin Chuan suddenly stopped, his eyes as cold as the cold metal around him.
"I made you the deputy director because I want you to protect my interests. You and all the workers live on my salary. If my interests can be stolen and sold at will,
It's normal for you, but what would you think if it were someone else? It's like someone steals your rice because they don't have enough to eat. You say they're right to steal it, but when you starve to death, the person who stole your rice will
Do you know who you are?"
Song Qinglin also understood this truth and could only lower his head and reflect on his mistakes.
Lin Chuan glared at him contemptuously and said coldly: "Immediately set up a security department for me tomorrow and hire more security guards, preferably demobilized soldiers. From now on, not a single screw in this factory will be allowed to leave the factory!"
"I understand. Thank you Mr. Lin for giving me this opportunity. I will definitely work hard in the future. Thank you Mr. Lin, thank you Mr. Lin!"
Song Qinglin finally felt relaxed.
He vowed to cherish this rare opportunity and never let Lin Chuan feel disappointed in him again.
Lin Chuan just shook his head helplessly.
If it weren't for the time to hire people, he would never have given him this opportunity.
But after Lin Chuan inspected the production progress, he was still not satisfied.
He said coldly to Song Qinglin: "Let's not talk about the slow progress. The quality of the products is really unsatisfactory. We are now a private enterprise and we entered the market through competition.
This is not a machine in the production plan, just delivery, we have to provide quality assurance, what is this being produced?"
The heart that Song Qinglin had just put in his stomach jumped to his throat again.
But he also felt that what Lin Chuan said made sense.
"Mr. Lin, you are right. If workers continue to work with this mentality, not only will they be eliminated, but even the factory may be eliminated by then.
I have an idea. In the future, we will add professional skills assessment, and those who pass the assessment will continue to be retained. If they are still messing around and making a living, then let them go.
The other one is to promote a group of hard-working old technicians, and then let them bring out a group of good apprentices, and then slowly replace all the other workers and inject fresh blood into the factory!"
Lin Chuan nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "That's right. I'll leave this job to you, and all the textile machines on hand will be reworked by me!"
"Okay, Mr. Lin, I will make arrangements immediately!"
There was nothing left to see, and Lin Chuan dragged his slightly tired body back to his den.
Only when he saw the happy smiles of Lin Wanyu and Zhouzhou, as well as Qin Mengying's tenderness and consideration, would Lin Chuan feel happy from the bottom of his heart.
Only at this time will his mind settle and he will have more ideas.
At this moment, an army propaganda video was playing on the TV, but Zhouzhou was fascinated by it. When the national flag was raised, Zhouzhou actually followed suit and saluted the national flag.
Zhouzhou, who is not yet five years old, seems to be particularly fond of these.
Even when I saw the tanks in the pictures, I kept asking questions.
Even Qin Mengying couldn't laugh or cry and said: "This child will definitely be a soldier in the future. Seeing this, he won't even eat!"
Lin Chuan laughed and said: "It's good to be a soldier. You need to train yourself and serve the country. I support this. But our Wanyu, my dear, tell daddy, what do you like?"
Lin Wanyu pursed her lips and smiled shyly: "Dad, I like the violin!"
It can be seen that Lin Wanyu is planning to take the literary route.
It would also be great if she could become a violin artist in the future.
So he immediately encouraged: "Okay, tomorrow dad will find you an art class to learn the violin!"
Lin Wanyu jumped up in surprise.
"Dad, is it true? Can I really learn the violin? Great, great, thank you Dad!"
Qin Mengying hurriedly smiled and said: "Please be quiet, there are still people living downstairs, don't jump around, you are the boss too, the children will do whatever they say!"
Lin Chuan just smiled and said nothing.
In this era, those who could play the violin were the children of nobles.
His baby Lin Wanyu is destined to be a noble, forever noble.