Since the office was renovated from a warehouse, the internal space is spacious. Most of the offices in enterprises and institutions nowadays are single rooms, but Zhou Qingfeng introduced the square grid office layout of later generations.
The open space has an unobstructed view, and no one can be lazy. But now there are no suitable low wall partitions, so just dozens of desks are set up, and everyone works together. This arrangement is too unique and extremely unusual.
It was dinner time now, and the night shift workers were all eating and drinking. Ouyang Jun walked past several desks and saw a lot of office automation equipment.
There are internal telephones, fax machines, copiers, printers, and even computers on the desks with two workstations. Ouyang Jun had only seen this thing on TV, and asked in surprise: "Your equipment is too complete."
But the girl at the front desk carefully stayed away from the desk where the computer was placed, and whispered: "I heard that one costs tens of thousands. If it gets damaged, I really can't afford to pay for it."
"Does anyone know how to use it?" Ouyang Jun asked.
Tianyang City has no problem finding some talents in mechanical and electrical fields, but there is really a vacancy in the electronics industry. Probably only the Post and Telecommunications Bureau has people who know it. As for computers, I am afraid that the number of people in the city who can handle it can be counted on the palm of a hand.
"The president said that in the future, computers will be popularized in the company. The first thing is that the finance department and engineering department must be able to use them. These two are used by the finance department. He said that some financial management software should be installed and accounting should be computerized. But we really don't have it.
People can use it.”
The girl at the front desk lowered her voice and said, "I heard that the president is contacting people everywhere and wants to spend a lot of money to hire people to do training during the winter vacation."
Tsk, tsk, tsk..., Ouyang Jun shook his head in his heart. Putting tens of thousands of items on the table as a decoration is something only a rich man like Zhou Qingfeng can do. Anyone else would not have bothered with this thing.
In the early 1990s, there were indeed not many computers in the country, and only a handful of people knew how to use them. But in about five years, government agencies would begin to equip a large number of these expensive gadgets, and computer education would expand rapidly.
By the end of the 1990s, almost every college and university would offer computer-related courses. Soon, those who knew computer applications would change from technical talents to IT migrant workers.
Passing by the two computers, there was a separate cubicle in front of it. There was a beautiful woman with a ponytail sitting behind the desk with a straight face, grabbing a pen and copying something quickly.
"Secretary Lin, this is Ouyang Jun." The girl at the front desk introduced her and then returned to her seat.
Secretary Lin said "hmm" expressionlessly. Ouyang Jun saw that she looked like she was in her mid-20s, with soft eyebrows and a good face. She wore a dark turtleneck sweater and gray trousers, but she wore extremely ordinary clothes.
A flattering attitude.
Mainly, the shoulders are narrow, the lapel is wide, the waist is long, and the legs are long.
"Hello, I'm Ouyang Jun, from the Academy of Fine Arts. I had a great time working with President Zhou... before. We..." Ouyang Jun sat down straightly, but he was thinking in his heart, "Zhou Qingfeng is...
The boy is so gorgeous, and he is paired with a beautiful female secretary?'
Secretary Lin has a poker face and a weak smile.
Before Ouyang Jun could finish his words, he sneered, but he heard Zhou Qingfeng's strong orders coming from next door: "The engineering department must promote the system of factory inspections and on-site inspections, and all suppliers must comply with our requirements.
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It was probably because the decoration was too crude and the wooden walls were not soundproof. There was some movement in the conference room next door, and the secretary next to me could hear it clearly.
"Every supplier in the entire supply chain must be inspected to confirm that their raw material sources, production processes, finished product testing, packaging and transportation, all details must comply with certain specifications."
Zhou Qingfeng started talking non-stop, and some people in the conference room whispered about what factories were unwilling to cooperate. As a result, he immediately asked to change to a cooperative factory, saying that he could vigorously support small factories that were willing to cooperate.
"The spare parts we want have little technical content, and the molds, fixtures, tooling, etc. have all been purchased. The key is to have responsible people to use them. Those state-owned factories will only drag us to death if they mess around. We must not choose them."
Zhou Qingfeng's words were sonorous and powerful. But Ouyang Jun couldn't understand it at all. His words were interrupted, so he simply smiled and asked the beautiful female secretary, "What is President Zhou talking about?"
"Supply chain management." The female secretary had a bad look on her face and spoke coldly, "The company has very little trust in the factories in the city. We will not cooperate with factories that do not meet the requirements."
Tsk tsk tsk... Ouyang Jun sighed again, "You have just established a factory, but you still have so many rules? Who wants to do business with you?"
"Those who want to make money will naturally choose to do business with us." The female secretary actually sneered, "Mr. Ouyang, it was me who called your Academy of Fine Arts today.
I didn't expect you to come so late. The president originally reserved a position for you. In my opinion, it is completely unnecessary. You are not a trustworthy person."
Ouyang Jun was hesitant at first, but when he saw that it was going to be a fight, he became even more anxious, "Wait a minute, shouldn't President Zhou decide on such a big matter? You are just a secretary."
The pretty female secretary sneered: "I am not only the secretary to the president, but also the director of the human resources department. All trivial matters in the company are now under my control. Our company does not want stinky hooligans who peek at women taking a shower."
Ouyang Jun was filled with grief and anger, and shouted: "This is the embodiment of artistic inspiration and the pursuit of passion for life. How can you insult people's innocence out of thin air?"
The female secretary spat in disdain and whispered, "Shameless."
Ouyang Jun did not see Zhou Qingfeng in the end, even though the distance between them was only a few meters, separated by a thin wooden board in the conference room. But the new Secretary Lin rejected him. This woman was beautiful, but she was really not.
Close to human feelings.
People in public institutions are very concerned about their appearance. Ouyang Jun had never been refuted in public before. When he was angry, he felt that he had no shame to stay, so he got up and left.
The beautiful female secretary didn't even say "walk away" or say goodbye. She just lowered her head and continued to deal with her own affairs. There were dozens of people in the office, all whispering to each other, speaking in low voices, and stealing glances from time to time.
The louder the discussion, the female secretary would raise her head and glare, and the whole office would fall into silence again. Everyone was a little afraid of this beautiful-looking woman with a first-rate figure, but who didn't give her any face.
The conference room opened, and a dozen people from the so-called 'engineering department' filed out.
Zhou Qingfeng walked out holding his head, which was as big as a bucket. He muttered, "Why would Mao want to start such a big war? Isn't it good to just be a smuggler happily?"
At the very back of the warehouse office is Zhou Qingfeng's desk, a large and wide table. But except for some pens and paper and a landline phone, there is nothing else on the desk. Because he has always been a person who only uses his mouth but not his hands.
'Shengguang Machinery' has been developing for three or four months and has expanded extremely rapidly. However, the more people the company has, the more complicated things become, so more people have to be recruited to work, and a vicious cycle occurs.