The production department has recruited a group of so-called "production reserve cadres" from the school, and Su Yuan is no longer surprised by this.
Although he came here like this back then.
But the form is different.
If he could do it over again, right after graduation, he would have preferred to find a job that worked from 9 to 5, with two days off every week.
Ten people were recruited at once.
There are people who graduated from one college and some who graduated from 211. Most of them graduated from two colleges.
It's like this every year.
Not a single graduate has stayed in the past two years.
Most of them quit after working for a few months.
Since the beginning of the new year, Su Yuan has met several newly recruited graduates.
But at that time, he had just been promoted to the position of supervisor, and Manager Chen did not assign the graduates to him.
I only met a few times during meetings and monthly dinner parties, but most of them were never seen again.
Every time at this time, Su Yuan would be called over by Manager Chen as a success story.
Then I walked around the factory with Manager Chen and the graduates.
Among them, Manager Chen could not help but draw a beautiful blueprint for these recent graduates.
This is probably what it means to be a team leader in one year, a supervisor in three years, and a manager in five years.
Paint the pie properly.
There is a saying that if the leader is willing to paint a big picture for you, it means that the company still has some future, and it can be used as a springboard even if things are not going well.
What I'm most afraid of is that the pie won't be drawn for you, and it will just let you work hard on the front line and persist for a year and a half before making a final decision.
The company culture is like this, and Su Yuan doesn't want to change anything.
In the beginning, he struggled through it.
His monthly attendance is full, he works overtime more actively than anyone else, and he handles things to suit Manager Chen's taste. In addition, he has caught up with the company's rapid development opportunities.
Not long after he got to work, Su Yuan was called over by Chen Kaisong for a meeting.
Said it was a meeting.
In fact, he just cooperated with Manager Chen to brag about his successful experience in front of a group of graduates.
Su Yuan's interest was not very great.
All I could think about was going back to my apartment after get off work in the afternoon and taking Jiang Yuqing out for fun on the weekend.
However, he still did a good job in the superficial work that should be done.
In front of Chen Kaisong, he has always performed well.
Talking about people and talking about ghosts is an eternal and unchangeable way of life.
We chatted from nine o'clock in the morning until half past ten.
basically.
Su Yuan kept up the conversation with questions and answers.
What these graduates care about does not change every year.
While chatting, he specifically asked Xu Hao, the recruitment specialist.
He also recruited Su Yuan, and the relationship between the two is pretty good, a little better than just acquaintances.
If you don’t ask, you won’t know. If you ask, you will be shocked.
The company actually offered these graduates a base salary of 5,500 and a probation period of 5,000, which was much higher than when he joined.
However, the basic salary calculation is the same as that of other companies.
Basic salary + job subsidy + performance + talent subsidy +... In short, overtime work is calculated according to the minimum basic salary.
Even if you add your life, you won't get much money.
Back to the conference room again.
Su Yuan had a smile on his face, but in fact, he had already felt MMP in his heart. He was used to fishing for fish during this period, and he really couldn't adapt to such a sudden incident.
Eleven o'clock.
Su Yuan answered the phone and was about to leave.
As a result, Chen Kaisong forced a graduate to take care of him.
"Wen Bin, you should study with Director Su first. If you have anything you don't understand, you can ask him or me."
The student named Zhang Wenbin stood up and nodded with a smile on his face.
Su Yuan narrowed his eyes and still had a smile on his face, but it was a bit mean.
This is a bit different from the situation in the previous life!
Although he had doubts, Su Yuan could only nod his head to express his attitude.
In short, it is to make leaders feel at ease.
Anyway, Su Yuan didn't plan to stay for long. It didn't matter if there was one more person. At most, there was just one more talkative person around him.
This time, Su Yuan learned that this energetic young man was named Zhang Wenbin. He was relatively strong and probably exercised a lot.
He should have a cheerful personality and not be afraid of strangers.
"Wen Bin, then you go back to the new factory with Director Su first." Chen Kaisong put his chin on his hands with a serious look on his face.
Zhang Wenbin had no ink marks and stood up directly, "Okay, manager, I'll leave with Director Su first."
"Go! Go!"
The remaining nine graduates had different thoughts and all showed envious eyes.
On the way back.
Su Yuan took the initiative to change the subject, "Wen Bin, where are you from?"
"Which school did you graduate from?"
…
Chatting and chatting.
Su Yuan took Zhang Wenbin to the office of the production department first, where he asked a clerk to apply for a work card, sign a labor contract, and introduced several supervisors in the office.
We added a Weixin letter to each other.
Su Yuan also learned that Zhang Wenbin was a native of Guang City, could speak the vernacular, and graduated from a first-tier college in the province.
It is called Factory University for short, this is what Zhang Wenbin made fun of himself.
On the way back to the new factory.
Su Yuan told him a lot of things to pay attention to.
It made his mouth go dry.
Return to your small office on the third floor.
Su Yuan found a stool for Zhang Wenbin to sit on, "Don't just stand! Sit for a while first! I'll have someone take you to dinner after get off work later. Have everything in the dormitory been sorted?"
Zhang Wenbin listened to the roar of the machine and felt a little uncomfortable, "Oh, okay! I'll go back and pack things in the dormitory after get off work at noon."
"Hey! Where are you? Come up to the third floor." Su Yuan called Pan Yueming.
Not a moment.
Pan Yueming walked over suspiciously, and when he saw the unfamiliar young face, his anxiety disappeared.
He thought the supervisor was going to give him a slap in the face again.
After all, he had just reported to Su Yuan the abnormality of an order placed in the morning.
Su Yuan introduced Pan Yueming, "Wen Bin, this is team leader Pan. You will learn from him from now on. If you don't understand, ask more questions."
Zhang Wenbin didn't dare to say anything. He was pushed to the team leader before his butt was even hot.
He immediately nodded and responded.
Pan Yueming is also used to it. His previous supervisor was also a hands-off shopkeeper like Su Yuan.
End of introduction.
Su Yuan flipped through the messages on the Weixin group, frowned, glanced at Pan Yueming, and said coldly: "Have you investigated the matter? Something happens all the time."
Pan Yueming said seriously: "The monitoring has been adjusted. The production line employees deliberately placed the wrong products."
Su Yuan thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "He's fired. I'll let him go and resign in the afternoon. The rating of the responsible team leader will be reduced to C."
"Try to arrange those temporary workers to the yard."
"good!"
When Pan Yueming left, he whispered again: "Supervisor, QC Supervisor Huang from the quality control side seems to have complained about this matter to the manager again."
Su Yuan waved his hand and snorted coldly: "I don't care about that fool, he won't be able to dance for long."
"Wen Bin, you study with Team Leader Pan first, and I will explain it to you in the afternoon."
Send two people away.
The call came again.
Su Yuan answered the call from QC Manager Huang.
…
"Bang!"
At half past eleven, Su Yuan left the small office expressionlessly, muttering: "What a fucking idiot. I don't know how the quality control manager recruited a guy with such emotional intelligence."
A quality control supervisor went to the production manager's office every day to make small reports.
His mother is absolutely amazing.
Is this turtle grandson really so shameless as Manager Chen?
