Peng Cheng, head of the personnel section, then raised his own questions.

"Personnel reception is also a big problem, ordinary employees can say, just arrange it directly, but how to arrange those cadres? Is it possible to arrange a position for them according to their original rank? Then how will these cadres of our rolling mill be adjusted?"

Yang Jun nodded, and recorded it, motioning to several other section chiefs to tell all the problems encountered by their sections.

Wang Dezhu, the head of the security section, continued: "The security section is already short of personnel, but after the merger, there will be more employees, and it will be even more difficult to manage at that time."

Liao, the elder of the housing management department, had a long old face and a sad face.

"I can't solve the problem of staff accommodation, if there are two of them, I can still solve it, but this time there are more than 1,000 mouths, and I really can't do anything."

Yang Jun looked at Lao Liao, and was very unhappy, before Elder Sister Cai applied for staff housing for Yangmei, although Lao Liao did not say that he refused, but he dragged it on the grounds that there is no house now.

Yang Jun looked at this old Liao who was about to retire, and knew that this was another old oilman in the office, who usually put off his work if he could, and if he couldn't delay, he was just doing perfunctory things.

Yang Jun has long wanted to make the management team younger, these old oilers talk about seniority all day long, occupy the pit and don't, and have been suppressing young people, he couldn't get used to these people before, and he has long wanted to rectify them, but because of the previous people's despisy position and lack of ability, he turned a blind eye to them.

Although he is now the deputy director of the factory, he has the ability to rectify, but he is not the factory director after all, so even if he wants to move these people, he is just killing chickens and monkeys and picking up a few Liwei who like to stand out.

Yang Jun glanced at Yi Qiushui, only to see her sitting there quietly, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

If it weren't for Yang Jun, according to her tranquil temperament, she would not say anything to be the head of this medical department, and every time she had a meeting, she would treat herself as a little transparent and sit there silently.

"Chief Yi, do you have any difficulties in your medical department?" Yang Jun asked.

"Huh?"

Yi Qiushui was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Yang Jun to talk to her.

Yang Jun repeated, "Let me ask you if there are any difficulties in the medical department?"

When Yi Qiushui heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he said lightly, "There is no difficulty."

When Yang Jun heard this, he sighed speechlessly, Yi Qiushui is this kind of character, her interests are not here, so she can hide from things at work, so that now all the things in the medical department are in charge of Zhang Daoquan, the deputy section chief.

However, this Zhang Daoquan did not cooperate with Yi Qiushui's work at the beginning, and even deliberately made it difficult for her, and later after Yang Jun was promoted to deputy director of the logistics department, this Zhang Daoquan immediately stood on the same front as him, so Yang Jun let him manage the affairs of the medical department for Yi Qiushui.

Yang Jun recorded all the difficulties encountered by various departments and synthesized them together to let everyone talk about the solutions.

As the saying goes: the ass determines the head.

Originally, when he was still the head of the procurement section, every time he encountered any difficulties in a meeting, he raised them and left them for the leaders to solve.

However, now that he is sitting in the position of deputy factory director, he naturally understands what the following people are having, so he does not plan to solve these difficulties by himself.

In the future, the style of the rolling mill will have to be changed, and those who can do it will be on the job, and those who can't do it will give up their positions.

After the merger of the machine shop, the biggest difficulty was still the house.

If there are not enough workshops, where will the equipment be placed? If there is not enough house, where do the workers live?

Yang Jun glanced at Lao Liao and decided to start the knife from him.

"Section Chief Liao, is there a solution to the staff dormitory?"

When Lao Liao heard this, he said: "Director Yang, this matter is not something that my little section chief can solve, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, even if you sell me, you can't solve the accommodation problem of so many employees."

Although Lao Liao is embarrassed on the surface

looks, but he is laughing at Yang Jun in his heart,

"Boy, fight with me, you're still a little tender."

Yang Jun glanced at him and said, "Since you are not capable of solving the problem, it means that you cannot be promoted to the position of head of the housing management section, and I propose that you be removed from the position of section chief."

Yang Jun turned around and asked Li Huaide, "Old Li, what do you think?"

When Li Huaide heard this, he put down the pen in his hand and said, "I agree to remove him from his position as head of the housing management section."

Li Huaide is not stupid, he can see at a glance that Yang Jun has a murderous intention, and he wants to take Lao Liao today, at the same time, he also understands in his heart that this is not the time to fight with Yang Jun, the merger of the two factories is a big deal, and the work is not done in place.

Therefore, he has to support Yang Jun in both public and private.

Yang Jun turned back to Yan Huaisheng, the chairman of the trade union, and said, "Old Yan, what about you?"

"I agree."

"Old Yuan, what is your opinion?"

"I agree."

When a section chief is fired, only those high-level leaders have the right to vote, and as for those section chiefs, they can only sit there and watch.

The high-level five-person group, except for Yang Jianguo's absence, all four of the other four agreed to remove Lao Liao's position.

The minority obeyed the majority, and a few people withdrew Lao Liao as soon as they spoke.

"The surname is Yang, I don't accept it, when my old Liao was bleeding and sweating, you hadn't given birth yet, what right do you have to withdraw me."

Lao Liao suddenly jumped like thunder, stood up and pointed at Yang Jun's nose and scolded.

Yang Jun has long been accustomed to seeing the faces of people like Lao Liao, once there is no way out, the net will be broken, and all consciousness and cultivation will be gone.

Yang Jun naturally would not reason with this kind of person, because there was no rationality at all at this time.

"...... surnamed Yang"

Lao Liao just wanted to scold again, but where his eyes passed, he saw a casserole-sized fist coming towards him, and then a sharp pain came, and his eyes were glowing with golden light.

The bridge of the nose was broken, and nosebleeds kept pouring out of the nostrils.

Wang Dezhu, the head of the security section, crossed directly over the table and punched him head-on.

Lao Liao covered his nose with his hand and pointed at Wang Dezhu with a chirp, wanting to say something.

Wang Dezhugen didn't give him a chance to speak, and punched him in the stomach again.

Lao Liao screamed miserably, and fell to the ground hunched like a prawn.

Then, Wang Dezhu beckoned down from the window.

In less than a minute, a flurry of footsteps was heard in the hallway.

A team of heavily armed security officers rushed in.

"This man is openly insulting to the leader, and he will be brought down for trial."

Wang Dezhu pointed to Lao Liao lying on the ground and said.

Immediately, two guards rushed over and dragged Lao Liao, who looked like a dead dog, out.

Later, Wang Dezhu ordered the remaining security guards to guard the door of the conference room to ensure that the meeting could go smoothly.

After Lao Liao was taken away, everyone here had relatives, and everyone had a feeling that everyone was in danger, as if they were the next one to be taken away.

Even Li Huaide and the others sat there with a calm face and did not say a word.

They all knew in their hearts that in the rolling mill, whoever mastered the security department would be able to gain a firm foothold.