It's winter vacation, it's going to be the New Year, and people who work and study outside are rushing home, but Li Chuanlin took Li Chuanzu to the Northeast, and he also brought more than 100,000 yuan when he left. In these years, as long as the state-owned factories have money to send them over, how can they not get the technology?

When his father left, Li Jiaming, the young owner, had to go to the factory to be in charge - to give out red envelopes.

On the evening of the 23rd of the lunar month, the No. 178 workers and cadres who got off work finished cleaning the workshop, office, and factory building, stood in front of the office with brushes, lined up according to the workshop, and happily waited for the young owner to hand out red envelopes and announce the New Year's holiday. Private companies don't have the seven-day holiday rule for the Spring Festival, and they have half a month for the New Year, and when they are too busy, it is common for them to rotate for a week or two in a row.

Last year, the factory owed loans and suffered a major flood, and the red envelopes given to the workers during the Chinese New Year were only 100 yuan, but this year the taxes alone have been paid more than 1 million yuan, and another 100 yuan is not like words. When you are the boss, you can't be too picky, and you can pay more than 300,000 yuan in taxes, which has a bad impact on too few workers. What's more, everyone is ready to swallow up several bamboo and wood processing factories in the county, and they have to give confidence to the workers of those state-owned factories.

The bonus is to learn from the pharmaceutical factory, and each person will be paid an extra month's salary, which is called double grain (double salary) at the end of the year; and the red envelope is 666 per package, which is called 66 Shun, please a good mouthful!

Li Jiaming, who was deliberately dressed in a formal suit and tie, stood up on the steps, with a calm and bookish temperament, comparing Director Wang, who had just won 1,600 red envelopes next to him, and won the secret applause of the workers and masters. The boss's cub is what he wants, and at first glance he is a reader, no wonder he can win the first place in the county every year!

"Masters, uncles, uncles, my father went on a business trip and entrusted me to give you some bonuses and red envelopes. Thank you for your hard work this year, let our factory business flourish, thank you".

Li Jiaming bowed to the workers, and warm applause rang out below. Reading is a reader, and he speaks standard Mandarin, which is much better than Boss Li's Chongxiang dialect.

The factory is not an institution, it is not a good eloquence to have the ability, and there is no need to stand on the stage and talk endlessly, and there is no benefit. Li Jiaming bowed and arched his hand, said some auspicious words to everyone to pay tribute to his early years, and then gave everyone red envelopes.

"Uncle Zhang, thank you for your hard work", Li Jiaming handed over the red envelope with both hands and bowed deeply, so panicked that the director of the first workshop hurriedly supported him. Bowing to everyone is etiquette, bowing to a person is respect, this man who is about the same age as Li Jiaming's father has hot eyes.

"Jiaming, Momo"

"Uncle Zhang, you are an elder and deserve it! This factory was founded by my father, but it is the result of everyone's efforts, and you can afford it!"

Li Jiaming handed over the red envelopes one by one, bowed sincerely one by one, and bowed so that these big men were very moved.

This is respecting people, don't look at the workers of those state-owned factories who hold iron rice bowls and claim to be the masters of the workers, but the officials are officials and the workers are workers, and which factory directors and secretaries treat the workers as human beings? Isn't it the official who smokes the 'hibiscus king', goes to the restaurant, and rides in a small car, and the workers can't even pay their wages?

The small county town is only so big, and the young owner bows to the workers for the first time, and one stone stirs up a thousand waves. Even if the workers show off their year-end double salaries and big red envelopes, and defend the young proprietors who bowed to them, there are still those who say that they buy people's hearts, some say that they are teenagers, and some even say that they deliberately cause problems for the government. Except for the employees of the Huajia Furniture Factory, few people seem to say that this is true, and the man who is said to be a genius really respects the workers.

This is really not Li Jiaming's coy posture, but real respect for people. Being a business is not like being the boss, you have to respect people, whether it is customers or employees, you must give enough respect. As long as there are people's hearts and everyone is united, things can still be achieved without money and technology; but if there is no people's hearts, no matter how good the other conditions are, at most they will make some money, and they will not be able to build a great enterprise!

But no matter how you say it, the double salary that the workers get is real, and the big red envelope of 666 is also true, which is really the envy of the workers in several factories who are waiting for the New Year's salary. Of course, Gong Jun, who was transferred to the post of director of the Bureau of Religious Affairs, was suddenly taken away by discipline inspectors, which really made the workers who had not seen their wages for more than two months very happy. Gong Jun is nicknamed a eunuch, and he has always had a bad reputation in the bureau, he is a corrupt official who would rather decorate his office, buy an air conditioner, and buy a car than report medical expenses to his employees!

Of course, there is another thing that is also true, the bank stopped lending to the factory, even if Director Liu and several factory directors grinded and begged in the bank every day, they could not get a penny. Even the directors and deputy directors of the credit cooperative, which is directly managed by the government, avoided them, and asked the head of the credit section to remind them that the Forestry Bureau owed them more than one million yuan.

Seeing that the New Year is coming in less than a week, and the wages of the workers have not been settled, the directors and factory directors are worried?

"Director Liu, the bank refuses to lend, why don't you borrow some money from the Finance Bureau first?"

Liu Benqiu, who had just been angry from the bank, glared at the director of the bamboo factory who was laughing, and said angrily: "Zhu Dan, you go and borrow 10,000 yuan for me? The bureau helped you borrow 3 million this year, and now you can't even report the medical expenses and life-saving money of the retired Lao Tzu!"

, the weasel really turned his face and didn't recognize people? Lao Zheng transferred his daughter to the workshop of the bamboo factory, and failed the year-end assessment. And that Zhong Ying, let's transfer it together!"

In an instant, there was silence in the conference room, Director Liu was much more domineering and arrogant than Director Gong, and the daughters of Director Huang and President Zhong said that it was neat and clear, and they tore their faces to tidy up. If anyone offends him, it will really be eight lifetimes of mold.

can be rectified, and no matter how many other people's cubs are rectified, they can only be angry, and they can't make money. The leader of the conference room had a sad face, and in the end, Director Liu scolded and scolded.

"Mortgage, give your car to the bank! You bastards, you can't even pay the wages of the workers, you swagger through the market in your car, you want people to report it, you want to lose your hats? Idiots!"

The faces of the leaders of several enterprises are not very good-looking, but Director Liu's words cannot be said to be unreasonable, Boss Gong has gone in, and the ghost knows who will be unlucky next. If the wages could not be paid, those workers would dare to block the secretary and the county magistrate, and when they took off their hats, the people were angry, and they even ran into ghosts.

"Liu Ju, that's not enough?"

"Where's Zhang Renquan?"

There are two deputies in the bureau, a bunch of party committee members, team members, and a party committee secretary. Now that Secretary Zheng saw that the leader was so resolute, his little dissatisfaction disappeared in an instant, and he hurriedly reminded: "Liu Bureau, he is only the acting branch chief, not a member of the team. ”

"I know, tell him to run!"

"Hey"

After a while, Zhang Renquan, who received the call, ran over out of breath and saluted.

"Those wood dealers are not closed, Zhang Weimin and Zeng Zhixiang from Chongxiang want to send wood to the furniture factory, one of them will be fined 50,000 yuan, and the others will be fined 100,000 yuan each!

This is really excessive, how can it be so unfair that they don't even do superficial articles? Not to mention that Zhang Weimin and the others have evaded more taxes and fees than a few peddlers on the street.

Zhang Renquan, who had already received Zhang Xiangfeng's letter, was grateful for the leader's care, but he didn't dare to carry out such an order, and hurriedly reminded: "Liu Bureau, this is a violation of discipline, and besides, the money must be handed over to the treasury." ”

This world is not arrogant, no one will respect it, even if these factories are all waste, it is also the waste of the Forestry Bureau, and you have to do it yourself to deal with it, Director Liu gritted his teeth and pointed to the director of the most fat bamboo factory and said: "Hand over a bird! Zhu Egg, Renquan got the money, you immediately go to make an IOU, and then hand over the note to the Finance Bureau."

In addition, if the forestry fee is not paid this month, the medical expenses of retired cadres and employees will be reported first.

, the weasel really thinks he's the God of Wealth? If he doesn't get him money, he's just a flower boy! Okay, that's it, Lao Zheng, follow me to the leader for a review!"

The leading cadres in the conference room looked at each other, but there was a kind of admiration and excitement, the number one leader was not afraid of things, and he was afraid of a bird? Secretary Zheng, who had been the number one leader in the township before, was also completely convinced, and those who were the number one leaders should have a brute force, and it was true that they could be promoted to an official position if they bragged about their farts and made a fool of themselves.

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