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Regarding Wang Qingfeng's complaints, Yun Fei didn't bother to pay attention to them. Anyway, for the strategic planning of Qingfeng Machinery in the next ten years, he has already made it and formed a written document to hand over to Wang Qingfeng.

At that time, whether Wang Qingfeng, the boss, will operate according to the suggestions on this strategic plan, which is beyond the control of Yun Fei, a young man who has left Qingfeng Machinery.

As long as it is operated in accordance with the ten-year development strategic plan formulated by Yunfei for Qingfeng Machinery, when the time comes, Qingfeng Machinery will not only have its own huge technical team, but also involve a series of mechanical businesses such as shoe-making machinery, garment machinery, machine tool accessories (gears, bearings) processing, mold processing (stamping, injection molding) and so on. At that time, although Qingfeng Machinery will not be able to become the leader of the machining industry, it will be no problem to become a first-class enterprise in China.

"Brother Yun, you said that tomorrow we will give out New Year's red envelopes to the workers, how much is appropriate for each person?" Knowing that Daoyun was not willing to talk nonsense to himself, Wang Qingfeng quickly forgot about serious matters and changed the topic.

This question really bothered him. In the past, the factory did not live or die, and the profit was only 20,000 or 30,000 yuan a month, but there were less than 100 workers, and each worker was paid 200 yuan, all of which added up to less than 20,000 yuan, which would not make people feel too distressed.

But this year is different, the net profit of the entire factory exceeds 3.5 million, if you send New Year's red envelopes according to the way of the previous year, the more than 200 people in the factory add up to less than 50,000 yuan, and now Wang Qingfeng, who is now rich, will not even blink an eye. However, thinking that these profits were all earned by the workers, if he gave another two hundred yuan, it would be a bit unkind, and Wang Qingfeng's conscience was not good.

Especially in the face of the group of brothers who followed him from his hometown in the Northeast to GD Province to work hard, it can be said that everyone supported him at the beginning, which can be regarded as abandoning his wife.

"What's so hard about that? According to the contribution to the factory, it is issued. If you are generous, I think you can take out 10% of the net profit......" Yun Fei said lightly.

In the past, the year-end bonus for the Chinese New Year was an eternal pain in the hearts of most second-tier state-owned enterprises! The first-tier monopoly enterprises have billions of profits every year, and the year-end bonuses to employees are in the tens of thousands, while the employees of the second-tier state-owned enterprises are not even comparable to those private enterprises with good efficiency. Every year, the factory sends hundreds of dollars to comfort Yun Fei, an old employee who dedicates his entire youth to the factory. And those managers above the middle level are secretly happy......

Now I can't change the whole world, but I can still change the income of the workers in the factory where I work. can make his workers the object of envy and hatred of other factories, Yun Fei is very willing to do this. After all, Qingfeng Machinery's profits are not low, Wang Qingfeng, in addition to being a little childish in some aspects, can still show the atmosphere of an upstart in the general direction.

"What? Three hundred and fifty thousand? This, this ......" Wang Qingfeng jumped in fright at Yun Fei's words. You must know that this is still 91 years, and the wages of ordinary workers are only one or two hundred yuan. According to Yun Fei, each worker's year-end bonus will exceed 1,000, which is equivalent to a year's salary of an ordinary worker!

"Don't you think that's too much? Lao Wang, be kind, especially entrepreneurs. A factory, if you want to retain talents, the factory care or something is a fart, these people come to work in the factory, what are they for? Some time ago, there were not a few new machining factories in the town next to it, and we lost a lot of workers. I'm telling you right now, we should use money to coax our workers! If the annual income of our factory is higher than that of factories in the same industry, will we still worry about the instability of our labor team? Yun Fei didn't say anything polite to Wang Qingfeng. After a pause, he continued.

"Of course, you can also be like those factories next to you, each worker is paid tens or one or two hundred yuan, which is a lot, isn't it? You don't even have to send this money, after all, the whole factory is yours. You give workers a year-end bonus, that's your affection; Even if they don't pay a penny, I don't think the workers have any opinions......"

Yun Fei's words made Wang Qingfeng's face blue and red for a while. Yun Fei was telling the truth, but because of the truth, it was too direct, which made him, a nouveau riche who had just stepped into the wealthy crowd, a little unbearable.

"Brother Yun, what are you talking about? When did I say that I would not give out Chinese New Year red envelopes? Isn't that what I'm talking to you about? Wang Qingfeng was silent for a while, and smoked off a third of the burning cigarette in one breath before he defended to Yun Fei dissatisfiedly.

"Lao Wang, I know what you think. Indeed, if the workers are given a year-end bonus and the more than 300,000 yuan they have received, anyone will feel heartache. But the more than 300,000 are still worth it. Especially your old brothers, now that you have made it, and they are also struggling with you, and now they have an income of five or six hundred yuan a month, do you think they don't have any ideas in their hearts? When your factory was just developing and facing all kinds of difficulties, who of them didn't donate their money to you, and what did you do for it and haven't returned it to them until now? Why haven't they looked for you until now? I think you all know Du Ming. ”

Yun Fei's words reached Wang Qingfeng's heart. The group of old brothers who followed him from the northeast to this side in the factory can be said to be the elders of the entire factory. The first few second-hand equipment he bought at the beginning, his old brothers made a lot of efforts. For a long time, Wang Qingfeng has considered giving them shares according to the money paid by those old brothers, but he is worried that these old brothers will give shares to their children and let themselves hinder the management of the entire factory, so there has been no clear statement.

Yun Fei ignored Wang Qingfeng's contemplation, and continued to explain to Wang Qingfeng why he proposed to take out more than 300,000 yuan of profits to give workers a year-end bonus, which is the so-called New Year's red envelope here.

"It's not that all the more than 300,000 people are evenly distributed according to everyone, if that happens, the psychology of the masters who have worked in the factory for the longest time will be even more uncomfortable. Besides, in this way, it is not good for those workers who have not been in the factory for a long time, and they develop the habit of eating a big pot of rice. ”

"If that's the case, what should we do?" Wang Qingfeng now figured it out. Yun Fei's suggestion for himself, everything is for the whole factory, for his own consideration. If it weren't for the fact that he had a skeptical mentality and agreed to Yunfei's purchase of every CNC machine tool, Qingfeng Machinery would still be like the original, with millions of processing business every year, and in the end there would only be a few hundreds of thousands of pure profits.

"The money is distributed according to the number of years the worker has been in the factory, and the contribution to the factory." Yun Fei was relieved to see that Wang Qingfeng agreed to take out 350,000 yuan to give the workers a year-end bonus. Although this year-end bonus is for the long-term development of the entire Qingfeng machinery, so that these current workers become the diehards of the entire factory. After all, this money is not self-paid, and I don't have the slightest feeling.

Yun Fei still admires Wang Qingfeng, a nouveau riche, for agreeing to take out 10% of the profits of the entire factory to issue a year-end bonus in such a short period of time. Based on this, Wang Qingfeng has begun to distinguish himself from the nouveau riche, and has successfully promoted to an entrepreneur with a sense of social responsibility.

"There's got to be a standard for this, right?" Wang Qingfeng didn't understand what Yun Fei said, he never thought that a factory would issue year-end bonuses and pay so much attention to it.

"The standard is in your heart. According to the number of years, it is mainly aimed at your group of old brothers, after all, for the contribution of the factory, no one is as big as them. As for the contribution to the factory, it is only for the majority of workers who have only come in this year or two, especially this year, to let them know the gap between themselves and others, and let them understand in their hearts that a factory like ours is not a state-owned factory that eats big pot rice. There is also a difference in wages between them and the New Year's money, so that we are still biased towards workers who are good at skills, willing to endure hardships, and work well, and use money to lure them to develop in this direction. Yun Fei poured out the thoughts in his heart.

"That's okay, I'll immediately let the people in the finance department calculate it according to our standards...... Wang Qingfeng is the kind of person who does what he says, after hearing Yun Fei's explanation, he wants to go to the finance department to find the people in the finance department to calculate how many year-end bonuses each worker should pay according to Yun Fei's meaning.

"Wait, old Wang......" Yun Fei smiled bitterly, if Wang Qingfeng did this, those people in the finance department would not hate themselves to death? Such a huge amount of calculation, in the era when there are no detailed standards and no computers, it is impossible to calculate even if you don't sleep at night, and you will go straight to the end of work tomorrow.

"What's wrong?" Wang Qingfeng was puzzled. The reason why he was so anxious was that he was worried that he would feel the money in pain for a while, and he would no longer be willing to take it out, and the relationship with Yun Fei would not be good at that time.

"Forget it, it's too late, tomorrow our factory will have a reunion dinner tomorrow night, and then some workers will leave the factory one after another to go home to reunite with their families, and you, the boss, will also have to leave, if you let the finance department calculate how much money everyone should take one by one, then it will not be possible to send out this money before tomorrow night, maybe many workers who left will not come back......," Yun Fei said jokingly to Wang Qingfeng.

In these years, the mobility of workers is still relatively stable, far from being as mobile as the mobility of ordinary workers in those factories in later generations.

The factory's regulations only give three days off, but in order to take care of the old workers who have not gone home for several years, Yun Fei discussed with Wang Qingfeng and asked Luo Xiaoli to tell the workers that if they want to go home, after the new year, they can start to ask for leave on the 24th of the lunar month, as long as the time does not exceed half a month, the basic salary will not be deducted a penny. Of course, these are the treatments that only the farthest workers have, and in any case, each worker, excluding the time spent on the train, is almost only seven or eight days at home.

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