Talking about money may hurt feelings.

can talk about feelings, but it can't make money, and it hurts people even more.

Salary?

Wang Quan did not hesitate at all after hearing this, and directly said his predetermined salary system.

"Brother Dong, I have prepared two sets of salary systems, you see which one is suitable, which one you choose, I dare to guarantee that no matter which one it is, it will satisfy you. ”

Dong Xin smiled noncommittally and waited for Wang Quan's salary system.

"The first type, a fixed salary, 200,000 a year. ”

It's almost the same as himself in Sanhui, but Sanhui is a big group, Wang Quan is private here, and it's already very good to be able to give this kind of price, Dong Xin was satisfied, but asked lightly: "What about the second one?"

"The second is that we will calculate according to the production efficiency, and I will not play with you, what do you say about dividends according to profits. Let's calculate it directly according to the head, no matter whether we make money or not, slaughter a pig, give you five yuan, and the commission will be counted once a year, and we will usually give a salary of 5,000 yuan per month. ”

The first salary system has already made Dong Xin secretly satisfied, and when he heard the second one, Dong Xin really couldn't calm down.

2,000 sows can slaughter 40,000 fat pigs a year, not counting the piglets purchased by Wang Quan, if you continue to calculate it, there will be 200,000 yuan a year alone, and there will be 5,000 wages every month?

Dong Xin was surprised and a little suspicious at the same time.

Is this young man reliable in his words?

"If Brother Dong is not at ease, we can sign a contract and write out the black and white words I just said. ”

seemed to see Dong Xin's suspicions, and Wang Quan took the initiative to propose a solution.

Dong Xin smiled awkwardly.

"Brother Dong, the first time we got in touch, after a long time, you will see what kind of person I am. What I promised, I will definitely do. The field is handed over to you, and you have full control over the production, and I only care about the money. ”

Delegating power and being willing to give money sounds really good.

Dong Xin's wavering heart slowly firmed, and finally nodded fiercely.

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The sentence of catching the thief and catching the king first may be a little inappropriate, but the reason is the same, after getting Dong Xin, Wang Quan doesn't have to worry about the technician's business at all, Dong Xin directly dug two technicians from Sanhui's farm, and the salary Wang Quan personally came forward to give, which is also better than Sanhui.

The farm manager and technicians are there, the ordinary workers are on standby at home, they can come at any time, the pig barn is getting more and more day by day, and the cement road connecting the Luoxi Highway is also officially repaired.

March 22, 2019, the 16th day of the second lunar month.

Today is the weekend, and it is also the day when Zhumei sends pigs.

Since the start of the pig farm, Wang Hongjun has been living here and has never returned home. Liu Xianglan took the initiative to ask to come with Wang Quan, first, to see how Wang Quan's pig farm was, and secondly, to see Wang Hongjun, who had not returned home for a month.

Zhang Chenggang heard that Wang Quan's pig farm entered the pig today, and he also dragged his family to follow Wang Quan.

In the distance, I saw several long fences enclosing a large area, including the neat pig barn, the pig barn under construction, and a large green open space.

The gate of the farm has been opened, and there is a vehicle disinfection channel when you enter the door, and there is a manual disinfection channel next to it, which is very formal. To the right of the gate is the security room, behind the security room is a row of bungalows, there are more than a dozen, the walls are snow-white, and the door is planted with green vegetation.

On the left side of the gate is a large open space, hardened and flattened with cement, which is the internal parking lot. There is also a concrete parking lot built outside the gate for outsiders.

"Not to mention, it's pretty good. ”

Zhang Chenggang got off the car and was full of praise, his impression of the pig farm, dirty and messy, strong smell, not at all Wang Quan, the pig farm looks magnificent.

You look at the pig barns, they are neatly aligned, each pig house is the same shape, and there are many exhaust fans on the roof slowly turning.

In front of each pig house is a cement road, even if it rains, there will be no mud, there is a distance of more than ten meters between the two pig houses, these spaces are not wasted, listen to Wang Quan, the open space between the pig houses can be planted with some fruit trees, or seasonal vegetables.

Far away, you can't see it.

Zhang Shu followed Wang Quan, inspected the pig farm, walked to the back along a main road in the park, and saw Wang Hongjun, Zhang Shu hurriedly greeted him.

The workers stopped, and they all knew that the girl next to Wang Quan was his daughter-in-law, and they all smiled kindly.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the pig cart came.

Yuan Xiaofei came with the transport vehicle, he was the person in charge of this business, so he naturally had to follow closely throughout the whole process.

"There are piglets in front and four hundred in a car. The gilts are only after the piglets are transported, and I have been here for the past few days to watch and deal with them in case of a situation. ”

Yuan Xiaofei said it well, and Wang Quan also understood that the main reason for him to stay here was to recover the money. smiled at the moment and didn't debunk it, looking at the semi-trailer parked on the side of the road, Wang Quan was really excited.

There are several kinds of vehicles dedicated to transporting pigs, this one is dedicated to transporting piglets, and the carriage has a total of three floors, each of which can accommodate more than 100 piglets.

In March, the temperature was not high, and the little piglets on the car were shivering from the cold, and they were tightly surrounded together, and there was no trace of activity.

"It's too cold, I'll go into the pigsty to warm up for a while, and I'm sure I'm alive, by the way, are you ready for feed here?" Yuan Xiaofei explained on the side, and finally couldn't help asking.

"Ready, according to the kind of pig feed you said, the same brand, the same ratio, there should be no feed stress. ”

"It's the same, I can't say it's 100% guaranteed, at least it can reduce the appearance of stress reactions, isn't it?"

The newly built concrete road is five meters wide, which is enough for a small vehicle.

The pig truck is a large semi-trailer, which can only be driven into one first, turning the direction in the parking lot at the gate, and the back door of the car is facing the gate of the farm, and the workers who have already been ready to unload the car.

Seventeen families of villagers, each with one person, most of them women in their forties and fifties, and two men who were obviously older.

It can be seen at a glance that these people have lost the ability to go out to work, Wang Quan didn't say much, and there is no heavy work in the field, they can always do it by feeding the pigs and cleaning, right?

Two older men climbed into the pig cart first, they had both fed the pigs at home, and had done this work more than once, and when they both went up, the women below came pushing the carts that had been prepared in advance.

The trolley is very simple, using steel pipes to form a trolley shelf, and then forming a fence around it to ensure that the piglets cannot run out.

A small pig is only forty or fifty pounds, and the rural women hold it as if they are playing, and after each small cart is loaded, they will push it into the disinfection room again, and then quickly push it to the prepared pig house.

The little piglet, who was already trembling, was drenched with disinfectant, and suddenly opened his mouth and howled.