Lao Kong saw that Lao He was still rummaging through the drawers, so he said first: "Equipment maintenance has always been in charge of organic repair master Fu Zhang Wubiao, and I don't know the specific situation." ”

"Master He, is that so?" Mr. Hong saw Lao He sweating profusely as he rummaged through the drawers, and probably guessed that Lao He was in trouble again.

Lao He finally stopped rummaging, wiped his sweat, and answered Mr. Hong's question: "Yes, that's the case." ”

"Xiao Xia, you go and help me call Master Zhang over." Mr. Hong's questions are getting more and more detailed, and I estimate that Lao He will sweat more and more.

I went to the workshop and saw a few mechanics sitting outside the workshop chatting. As soon as they saw me, they all called "Little Seventh Sister", I nodded to them, asked them where Zhang Wubiao was, and asked them to help me call him over. Zhang Wubiao came over soon, and I saw the oil on his hand and face, so I stopped him from preparing to wipe it. I took him to the office and told him the question Mr. Hong just asked on the way, hoping that he would be a little mentally prepared.

Zhang Wubiao entered the office with sweat and engine oil on his face, and I moved a chair from the outside to go in and sat down for Zhang Wubiao. I don't know how long Mr. Hong asked.

I went back to my place.

"Master Zhang, are you the mechanic's leader?" Mr. Hong asked Zhang Wubiao.

"Sort of, I'm not usually responsible for the mechanic's job." Zhang Wubiao didn't know what the situation was, so he would say whatever he wanted.

"Oh? Who is responsible for the mechanic's usual work arrangement? Hong always felt strange.

"Master He is responsible for himself." Zhang Wubiao didn't even look at Lao He's expression.

"And what are you usually responsible for?" Mr. Hong continued to ask.

"Repair equipment, they say they won't repair it, and there is equipment that can't be repaired." Zhang Wubiao wiped his sweat with a laborer's glove.

"Don't you take apprentices?" Mr. Hong really asked more and more details.

"I don't accept apprentices, anyone who wants to learn can watch from the side while I'm working, and I can't teach those who don't want to learn." Zhang Wubiao's sweat slowly dried up.

"When you were recruiting mechanics, weren't you there to check them?" Mr. Hong's question made the sweat on Lao He's forehead start to rise again.

"How can I be qualified?" Zhang Wubiao smiled.

"Are the looms in the factory broken?" Mr. Hong stopped asking personnel questions and returned to the machine.

"There are many small problems, but few major problems. Usually they can solve it, but there are very few things that really need me to repair. Most of the time, some weavers don't want others to repair it, so they must come to me, saying that others will repair it for a long time and then it will be bad. Of course, more people would rather let someone else fix it. Zhang Wubiao said with a smile.

"Why?"

"Our factory is timekeeping, not piecework, the machine is broken, just resting. I fixed it, and the machine didn't break, but they didn't have to rest. Zhang Wubiao's words brought out a new problem, which had to be brought back by Mr. Hong to discuss with Boss Chen.

Mr. Hong didn't ask any more and let Zhang Wubiao go first. After that, Mr. Hong was silent, did not ask any more questions, and did not ask anyone again.

When I first entered the factory, my cousin told me that there is no piecework here, only time. I knew there was a problem, but I didn't think about it because it was too complicated for me as a little weaver to think about. When I became the assistant manager, I wanted to think about this problem, but it involved personnel, and Brother Ming had been avoiding the problem, and I didn't want to touch it casually.