There are too many problems in the dormitory, not only the living conditions are not good, but the sanitary conditions are also very poor, and it is easy to breed diseases on hot days. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhao Zejun gathered all the employees together, and in front of everyone, the firing line appointed a group of floor administrators: basically all old employees with normal brains who have worked in the Star Factory for some years.

The production will be put aside for a while, and there will be no orders to do anyway. The priority is life, and life is very specific and trivial.

Each dormitory must be equipped with an electric fan, and in order to prevent accidents, protective facilities must be installed outside the fan; The water and electricity on the floor were repaired immediately; Each floor distributed heatstroke prevention and mosquito repellent medicines, and bought a batch of daily necessities......

"The problem of the men's dormitory, I will report directly to Master Zou, the team leader of the second group, the women's dormitory, well, Bao Lili, you will be in charge, okay?" Zhao Zejun asked.

Master Zou has been working in the factory for 12 years, with an amputated right leg and a prosthetic, and is a veteran team leader, and he still has some prestige among the workers. Although Bao Lili was disfigured and looked very timid, Zhao Zejun chatted with her twice and found that she was quite attentive and spoke in an orderly manner.

Bao Lili nodded, but still lowered her head.

"Bald, you take the security guard, the factory is a bit chaotic during this time, you probably have to work harder, not only to be responsible for safety, but also to take care of everything. If you want money, you will hand over the money directly to Gianna, and if you can't solve the problem, report it to me directly. ”

The bald head held his head high and saluted: "Mr. Zhao, don't worry." ”

Zhao Zejun nodded: "In addition, from tomorrow, the food supply will resume to normal, so that everyone will have to eat well like today's lunch meal." ”

Everyone understood this sentence, and whether they were in a normal mind or not, they applauded desperately.

The entry point of the audit is in the food expenses, there is already a bit of eyebrows, this Song Cheng took over the factory in the first year did not dare to be too blatant, from the second year, should be used for the food expenses of the employees, only one-third of the use of the right way, the rest of the loss of all kinds of obvious traces.

The food is like this, and the daily expenses of life are naturally not much better, and there is no need to check the accounts at all, just a brief look at the dormitory can explain the problem.

The workers rested, but Zhao Zejun was not idle, and went to the factory and warehouse for a walk.

The situation is far from rosy.

Let's talk about the factory first, a few factories are not dangerous houses, but they are also more than 30 years old, with very little production equipment, most of which have reached the age of scrap and are in disrepair.

It can still be used, but the efficiency is not to be discussed, and the abrasives are too outdated, many of them are still in the 60s.

I thought I could pick up a leak and buy state-owned enterprise equipment and technical personnel at a low price, but now it seems that there is nothing cheap to pick up, and the technical personnel are all disabled, and the equipment can basically be sold as scrap iron.

Of course, the main purpose is this land.

According to Master Zou, who accompanied him, since the end of last year, the factory has basically stopped production, and no orders have been received, and the Star Factory has completely become a welfare home.

Interestingly, the warehouse was full, with a mountain of towels, and the innermost batch of towels was a little rotten.

"Isn't it out of production, how can there be so much inventory?" Zhao Zejun asked unexpectedly.

Almost half of the area of the factory is a warehouse, and each warehouse is basically full, and even the old people in the factory can't tell how many towels are piled up.

Master Zou, the team leader who was appointed as the administrator by the fire line, explained that these towels were all produced in previous years, but the colors were monotonous and the style was outdated, so they could not be sold at all, so they were backlogged here.

"The innermost batch of towels, which should have been made in the 90s, has a number on the packaging." Master Zou limped from the deepest part of the warehouse and took out a large bag of towels, the handwriting on the packaging bag was almost worn out, and the words 'celebrating the return' could be faintly seen.

Count on your fingers, it's been six years!

If you look at it this way, the quality of the products of the towel factory is still good, the towel has been put for six years, except for a few packaging damaged and rotten positions, most of them can still be used.

"If you can't sell it, why do you produce so much?" Zhao Zejun asked puzzled.

Master Zou said: "Mr. Zhao, the government used to have subsidies. To produce a batch of goods, whether it can be sold or not, the government subsidizes a sum of money. Several bosses worked hard to produce for this subsidy. Since the year before, the subsidy was abolished, so the factory was not working, and then it was simply suspended. ”

"Where's the subsidy?" Zhao Zejun asked.

Master Zou sighed: "Where did the subsidy go, you probably know it without me." I haven't seen it anyway. ”

"Why don't employees reflect upward?" Zhao Zejun asked: "Even if our factory is a mentally disabled employee, it is also mildly mentally retarded, and there are many people with normal brains, so we should report this situation to the street and the district." ”

Master Zou hesitated for a moment, dragged Zhao Zejun aside, and then whispered: "Mr. Zhao, I think you are a good person, different from Song Cheng, who doesn't care about our life and death, so I dare to tell you." If you don't like it, just fart me and don't fire me. ”

"You say."

"Our factory used to be a state-owned enterprise, and it was good at that time, but later the government and enterprise were separated, subsidized by the government, and privately undertaken, in fact, it became a private enterprise, and the boss said it. We wasted people, we can still eat here with a mouthful of food, if we offend the boss, we can't even eat this mouthful. It's not that no one in our factory wants to sue Song Cheng, but they can't get out of the gate at all, you see, if you want to leave the factory, you have to go through the driving school first! The security guards in the factory were all sent by the driving school, and they were all isolated from the outside world. When the production was stopped at the beginning of last year, there were employees who wanted to react......"

"And then?" Zhao Zejun asked.

The muscles on Master Zou's face trembled, and he didn't say what happened then, but let out another long sigh, "Hey, we people, it doesn't matter if we don't have the ability, who will offend people for a group of fools and a few cripples?" Besides, Song Cheng is the boss, he is in charge of the entire factory, the factory is full of his people, he wants to rectify us, there are too many ways. To put it mildly, he just secretly killed someone, without evidence or evidence, what can he do? Tell me, who dares to offend him? ”

Zhao Zejun frowned, it seems that Director Song and President Li have left themselves a big pit, there are too many messy troubles in this small star factory, and they must quickly cut through the mess and solve the mess, and make the relationship between workers, land, factories and production clear.

"Lao Zou, let's go to the office, you can talk to me about the situation of the factory tonight. Bald, you go buy some braised vegetables and wine, and then arrange a shift for Bao, pay more attention to security these days. ”

……

Separated by a wall, one side is the driving school, and the other side is the star factory, when Zhao Zejun learned about the factory situation with Lao Zou in his office, Li Ran also took Song Cheng back to the driving school principal's office.

"Xiao He, you go and inquire if there is a suitable land, the driving school may move in the near future." Li Ran called the secretary in and gave an order.

After the secretary left, Song Cheng couldn't help but ask, "Cousin, are you really moving?" Let's just put up with it? ”

"And what do you think you should do?" Li Ran leaned back in the boss's chair and asked: "He bought the Star Factory, the land is his, he wants to take over the factory, check the accounts, and recover the land, all of which are legal." What can I do? ”

"Legal?" Song Cheng sneered indifferently and said, "Brother, when did you become a judge?" If the Fa is useful, let's drink the northwest wind? ”

"Change when it's time to change!" Li Ran knocked on the table and said, "You have to figure it out, before the auction of the Star Factory, I didn't say hello to you, what does this mean?" The government's intentions are clear, they don't want you to run it anymore. At this time, if you jump out and make trouble again, you are asking for unhappiness. ”

"It's not that mysterious, is it? Now that the city is developing greatly, it costs money everywhere, and the district just thinks that the financial burden is too big, and wants to get rid of the burden of the star factory. ”

"Okay, even if it's not the government that wants to get you, then let me ask you, do you know the background of this surnamed Zhao?"

"What background?" Song Cheng asked.

"I don't know, that's the problem, if he doesn't have a background, then everything can be done." Li Ran frowned, and said with some regret: "It's still too reckless today, you should figure out the situation first." ”

Zhao Zejun's background is not difficult to check, and there is no need to go through any special channels at all, and a large row of relevant information will appear when you search the Internet.

"Damn, it's a bit mysterious." Li Ran looked at the personal information of Ze Yue, Ze Lianke and Zhao Zejun on the computer screen, and muttered in his heart.

Song Cheng leaned over, glanced at it a few times, and said, "Isn't it just an Internet person?" What a fart, fuck, I dropped out of school this year, and I was still a college student. Cousin, just a stupid stunned young man, made two dollars on the Internet, and went crazy, probably sympathizing with those disabled people, I don't know how thick the sky is to call us out, fuck him! ”

"What about the security guards? You can casually borrow such a group of veterans? Let me ask you, in the entire Jianwu City, all the security guards are veterans, how many can there be? ”

Song Cheng was stunned: "It won't be the government, right?" ”

"Fuck, you ......" Li Ran smiled angrily, and said angrily: "Can the government's security guards lend it?" You're playing with women and playing confused! ”

"So what do you think he's all about?" Song Cheng muttered: "The group of accountants he brought are all professional, if you really let him check the accounts like this, there will definitely be problems!" ”

"I don't know what you're thinking? Don't worry, the accounts are all trivial, if you really find out, I will help you settle it. But that incident must not be known to outsiders. Think about it again, have you ever leaked the news? ”

Song Cheng was about to speak, but Li Ran immediately waved his hand to signal him not to speak yet, got up and locked the office door, then lowered his voice and asked, "Think about it, as long as that matter is not exposed, there will be minor problems in the accounts." ”

The corners of Song Cheng's mouth twitched twice, raised his head and glanced at Song Cheng cautiously, but he didn't dare to speak.

Seeing Song Cheng's appearance, Li Ran's heart jumped, he had already guessed seven or eight points, and said angrily: "!! How many times have I told you, be careful, be careful! Why the aren't you brainy?! ”

"How did I know that the factory was suddenly replaced, this Zhao Zejun is a stunned young man again, and he doesn't give any face!" Song Cheng said depressedly.