"Master, please take a look at next month's production plan."

In the factory director's office, Song Yuanchao handed a production plan that had just been made to Director Ma, and saw that there was not much water in his cup, so he took the cup and walked to the side, picked up the water bottle and filled it with water and put it in place.

"You sit down first." For his apprentice, Director Ma was a lot more casual, picked up the cigarette on the table and threw it to Song Yuanchao, and then smoked a cigarette and carefully looked at the production plan sent by Song Yuanchao.

Song Yuanchao's production plan is very standardized, and all aspects such as raw material delivery, production arrangement, and personnel allocation are comprehensive, and the time nodes are also arranged in an orderly manner. The director of the horse factory nodded slightly while watching, he was very happy in his heart, and he was even more satisfied with his apprentice.

After reading it, I picked up the pen and signed under the production plan.

"Aid Korea, you have been the workshop director for a week, right?" The thing was handed to Song Yuanchao, and Director Ma asked with Yan Yuese.

"Hello master, remember, today is exactly one week." Song Yuanchao nodded and said.

"Your master and I are not seventy or eighty yet, how long has it been to count as a fart and have a good memory." Director Ma scolded with a smile, and then asked, "How does it feel to work in the workshop?" Are there any work problems that I need help solving? ”

"The comrades in the workshop are very good, very cooperative and supportive of my work, and I haven't encountered any problems for the time being, but ......." Song Yuanchao said this, and he stopped talking.

"But what?" Director Ma asked.

"Master, don't you think that the production task of our factory next month will be a little down?" Song Yuanchao asked, pointing to the production plan that had just been signed.

"Hahaha, this job is less easy, but you are not used to it?" When Director Ma heard this, he was immediately happy, and pointed his finger at Song Yuanchao: "You kid is really working hard, you can't be idle!" ”

"Master, look at what you said." Song Yuanchao shook his head with a smile, and then pointed to the production plan in his hand and said, "Aren't I worried?" You see, next month's production task has decreased by 30% compared to this month, which is not small, we are a school-run factory and not a state-owned factory, this production task is down, and the workshop Li works for a short time, which has no impact on you and me, but it is different for others. When the time comes, if the comrades below ask about this, they will inquire about it from you first. ”

Song Yuanchao is right, Director Ma, Song Yuanchao and the cashier's eldest sister are all school workers, and their salaries are fixed, while the rest of the school-run factories are collective and temporary workers except for the three of them.

The collective establishment is better, but the wages of those temporary workers are paid according to the working day and production tasks, that is to say, one day's wages are counted as one day's work, and the amount of production is added to calculate the bonus, so that once the production tasks are not saturated and the workload is compressed, then it will directly lead to a decrease in their income.

In this regard, Director Ma has nothing to worry about.

"This is a very normal situation, aid the DPRK, you will understand after you have been in the factory for a long time in the future." Director Ma said with a smile: "The work in our factory is fixed, and each factory also has a time cycle for issuing labor insurance supplies, so it can't be distributed all year round, right?" Besides, there is still a period of time until next month, maybe there will be additional tasks at that time, so the production tasks will sometimes be higher, some will be lower, the production plan is just a reference, not as a rule, everything has to be based on reality. ”

Song Yuanchao nodded, showing an expression of sudden realization.

After chatting with Director Ma in the office, Song Yuanchao left first, and after walking out of the director's office, Song Yuanchao's brows furrowed slightly, although Director Ma explained the question he just raised and told him that this was a very common situation, but Song Yuanchao didn't think so in his heart.

Song Yuanchao clearly knew that this school-run factory did not last in the original history, and the key reason was that it declined in a short period of time after experiencing initial prosperity.

In 1978, the school-run factory resumed production, and after the Spring Festival in 1981, the school-run factory could no longer receive orders in just over a year, and after a few months of hard work, it became a thing of the past in the summer of 1981.

Song Yuanchao only knew about this back then, but he didn't know how the school-run factory changed from prosperity to decline.

Today, as the workshop director, when he first arranged the production plan for the next month, he found a problem, that is, the production task for the next month has a downward trend.

Although Director Ma gave a seemingly reasonable explanation, Song Yuanchao didn't think so in his heart.

The school-run factories mainly produce labor insurance supplies, most of which are dedicated to some large factory units, according to the labor protection supplies of these large factories to calculate the time, generally once a year in the middle of the year and at the end of the year, and those daily consumables, such as gloves, shoes, etc., in addition to the fixed time distribution, there are also according to the consumption demand on weekdays.

Therefore, from these aspects, the orders for labor protection supplies are relatively stable after all, and in the first month or two months before the two time periods of the year, the order amount will be relatively large, so as to prepare for the fixed distribution.

According to the calculation of time, the mid-year cycle of fixed distribution of labor protection supplies is about to arrive, and it stands to reason that the production task should be on the rise, at least to remain stable, but at this time, the production task of the next month has a downward trend, which can not help but make people vigilant.

Song Yuanchao was very sensitive to this situation, so he reminded the director of the factory in this way, but the director of the factory did not think so.

Although Director Ma is Song Yuanchao's master, Song Yuanchao can't say something without any evidence, could he tell Director Ma that the days of running the factory will not last long, and if he continues like this, he will live less and less day by day, until he finally closes down?

Shaking his head, Song Yuanchao could only smile bitterly.

At present, the school-run factory is still relatively popular, and he insists on saying that there is a problem in the future, which is too inappropriate, even if he is now the apprentice of the director of the horse factory.

After a long time of contact with the director of the horse factory, Song Yuanchao has already figured out his temper, the director of the horse factory is a very direct and strong elder, straightforward cannon temper, in other words, a "stubborn old man", such elders often have preconceived ideas, it is not easy to listen to other people's words, once he is angry, even if it is the king of heaven, he dares to fight with you, for such a person Song Yuanchao knows very well in his heart that only by following him must not be hard topped, let alone do what seems to be self-made smart behavior, otherwise it will backfire.

Song Yuanchao came to work here for his own purpose at first, but after working here for a long time, he got to know Director Ma and got acquainted with these colleagues in the factory, so he naturally had some feelings for the factory and his colleagues.

Thinking that this factory will close its doors in the future, these colleagues who are smiling and full of happiness and hope for life will lose their jobs and income, thus shattering their hopes, and the pressure of the family makes them breathless, and people who are dozens of years old are running around in order to support their families, Song Yuanchao's heart is unbearable.

Song Yuanchao didn't know when this idea began, maybe it was shortly after he came to the factory, or maybe it was when he was officially appointed as the workshop director.

Now Song Yuanchao's thoughts have quietly changed, he is not a saint, after experiencing the ups and downs of the previous life, Song Yuanchao has long seen through the world, looking back today, but he finds that he still has only a trace of beauty in his heart, that trace of obsession.