Chapter 532: Unpaid Wages? What dog thing?
"Mr. Chen!"
"Boss!"
Song Yang, Su Peng, Ma Fei and Xie Miaomiao, seeing Chen Heyu getting closer and closer, hurriedly got up and greeted him from afar with a cramped face.
"Manager Song, did you bring all the team from Lucheng?"
Chen Heyu stopped and teased with a smile.
After Song Yang heard this, he couldn't help but look stunned, the words of the big boss can be good or bad, at best, he may be praising his management level and talent selection ability, and at worst, he may think that he is forming a party for personal gain and forming a small group within the company.
If it's the former, of course, it's fine; If it's the latter, it's a big problem!
Not to mention running for the position of director of Super Factory No. 4, I am afraid that I will not even be able to keep my current position at that time!
The look on Song Yang's face was cloudy, and the smile slowly disappeared, mixed with a hint of panic and bitterness.
"Mr. Chen, it just so happens that tomorrow is a rest day, Xie Miaomiao bought a single-family house in Fort Lamy, and we are discussing to help her move......"
Song Yang hurriedly explained.
Seeing this, Chen Heyu immediately understood that he was thinking too much, and then patted Song Yang's shoulder and said: "I know how to care about the lives of my subordinates, it seems that in the past three years, you have indeed made progress, not bad!" ”
Not bad?
Song Yang was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and couldn't help but ponder repeatedly, the meaning of Mr. Chen's words was extremely clear, affirming his ability to work.
Being recognized by the big boss is undoubtedly a plus when campaigning.
Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth gradually raised, and he unconsciously hooked a strong smile, and the upward arc was more difficult to suppress than Arca 47.
Chen Heyu smiled helplessly, being in a high position, his words and deeds are often easy to be over-interpreted.
He just wanted to say a few words of greeting, but Song Yang was panicked and uneasy.
"Thank you, Mr. Chen, for your appreciation, if you don't remember the villain, where will there be opportunities for growth."
Song Yang bowed slightly and thanked him from the bottom of his heart.
You must know that when the shutdown was organized, he was the main member, and if he was replaced by a cautious boss, he would definitely not be able to gain a foothold in the industry, and even in the job market in Lucheng, there would be no place for him.
After all, with the size and influence of Shanhai Group, if he says a cruel word to the outside world, he may not even be able to find a decent job in Jiangnan Province and even the entire Dahua District.
Unexpectedly, in the end, Mr. Chen not only did not pursue the investigation, but also promoted him by two levels, from an ordinary P1 operator to a P3 supervisor, which completely changed his life.
With the passage of time, Song Yang, whose mind has been maturing and has a lot of experience, can truly appreciate the kindness of the big boss to him.
"Sit down and talk, don't pestle."
Chen Heyu smiled faintly, and his tone was quite gentle.
Xie Miaomiao naturally remembers that it was Chen Heyu who pulled her out of the quagmire of her original family and gave her a new job and a more meaningful life.
Although she was grateful, she didn't want to interrupt the conversation between Song Yang and Mr. Chen, she just pursed her lips and smirked, trying to release a smile and kindness.
"Boss, you sit down first."
Song Yang still looked cautious, with a smile on his face.
Chen Heyu shook his head secretly, the clarity and stupidity in Song Yang's eyes had long since disappeared, replaced by calmness and steadiness.
The reason why he didn't choose to fire Song Yang in the first place was also to stabilize the hearts of employees, and tens of thousands of people participated in the shutdown activities, punishing a group and rewarding a group, so as to quickly calm down the chaotic situation of the No. 1 super factory and restore production capacity.
As for why Song Yang was able to rise to P4 like a rocket in a short period of three years, and stood out from hundreds of P4 managers, although there are three points of Chen Heyu's care, but his own hard work is also indispensable.
Chen Heyu was also not polite, and sat down with a big grin.
Ma Fei and Su Peng immediately changed positions and sat next to Song Yang, while Xie Miaomiao sat on the same row of sofas as Chen Heyu.
Ding Mo and Alita didn't squeak, and silently walked to another empty table, for fear of disturbing their boss.
"Bought a house?"
Chen Heyu said warmly to Xie Miaomiao.
"Well, a two-story building, because there is no public pool, the actual area of the suite is 145.3 square meters, and there is a small garden of 50 square meters outside the first floor."
Xie Miao Miao nodded in response, and when she talked about the house, her eyes would inadvertently flash with a bright glow.
Owning a house of her own is obviously her biggest dream.
Chen Heyu was immediately gratified, isn't the value of the existence of the super factory to help those ordinary ordinary people, as long as they can get a decent salary through conscientious work?
As a deaf and dumb girl, Semyon Miao's ability to afford a house in Fort Lammer shows that he is on the right path, and if he gives a little more profit to his employees, the company will not decline, but will drive consumption and promote local economic prosperity.
"You're excellent, keep up the good work."
Chen Heyu encouraged that as the boss, his painting skills have reached the limit, and in just a few words, he rendered the atmosphere on the dining table extremely hot.
"Mr. Chen, can I take a photo with you?"
Ma Fei was thick-skinned and bold, grinned, and asked in a hurry.
Song Yang secretly glanced at him, eager to kick him under the table.
"No problem."
Chen Heyu readily agreed.
He took Ma Fei's rice mobile phone, first took a picture with the other party, and then called Song Yang, Su Peng and Xie Miaomiao to take a group photo together.
"It turns out that the big boss really doesn't have any shelves, he is the same age as us, the games he plays and the dramas he chases are basically the same, and he won't be embarrassed to chat."
Su Peng was still tense with a nerve, but it didn't take long for him to find that Chen Heyu did not have the momentum of the abyss, and when he talked to people, he looked gentle and calm, as if he was an old friend of several people.
He instantly let go of his nervousness and joined the chatter.
Only Song Yang knows that Mr. Chen's communication skills are simply superb, no matter what words he answers, he has an expression like a spring breeze, and a simple tone of words will bring out the inner words of Su Peng, Ma Fei and Xie Miaomiao.
Chen listened attentively and prepared to take this opportunity to get a closer look at the operation of Gigafactory No. 4, including production planning, production efficiency, quality control, human resource management, and life adaptability.
At full capacity, the total number of jobs in Gigafactory 4 is 500,000, and the current progress is 63%.
Compared to China, Chad's material conditions and recreational facilities are significantly lagging behind, and most of the employees have to stay in industrial areas or go to nearby shopping streets for three days a week.
There are few movie theaters, karaoke and basketball courts, and on weekends, they are all crowded.
"There is indeed a gap in this area, your suggestion is very good, go back and collect the daily preferences of the employees, I will send someone to carve out an area in the northwest of the industrial area, and create a leisure square."
Chen Heyu thought about it and replied solemnly.
Song Yang was relieved and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, somehow, with the encouragement of his boss, he actually had a hot head and mentioned a few drawbacks that hit the nail on the head.
Fortunately, the big boss didn't seem to care, and actually fully agreed.
"The city government is a little worse, but it is better to be diligent enough."
Chen Heyu looked at Song Yang and commented on him in his heart.
However, in his eyes, the so-called high emotional intelligence is nothing more than a slippery tone, a slick beard, nothing more than a set in front of the face and a set behind the scenes, nothing more than the eight-sided exquisiteness of seeing people and talking about ghosts.
He does not deny that in interpersonal interactions, it is easier to win hearts and minds with skillful routines.
But do the heads of the gigafactories need these?
The answer is self-explanatory!
Whether it's optimizing production speed, yield and yield, or strengthening personnel management, the core element is to treat employees as human beings, understand and respect their needs.
This point, Song Yang's immaturity, on the contrary, seems precious.
When he visited the super factory yesterday, Lin Zhenghui did not mention the reception staff from beginning to end.
"Okay boss."
Song Yang nodded again and again, and said with a satisfied smile.
"Remember! It's the needs of employees, not managers. ”
Chen Heyu deliberately emphasized it.
There is a big difference, one represents the wishes and preferences of 99% of employees, and the other represents the will of 1% of management.
"Mr. Chen, please rest assured, I know how to do it! Because I'm a person who has come from P1 step by step. ”
Song Yang immediately restrained his smile and patted his chest to reassure.
"That's good! Since it's Friday, let's talk less about work and more about food and scenery. ”
Chen Heyu waved his hand, signaled Song Yang to shut up, and then took the initiative to divert the topic.
"Chad has to practice his cooking skills for decades, except for some barbecues and salads, the rest of the food has no bright spots, just look at how hot Lao Zhou's food stall business is."
Song Yang half-jokingly.
In fact, Super Factory No. 4 has brought a lot of skilled chefs from China, but there are always times when they get tired of eating or want to change their taste.
Zhou Kuiyi's Jianghu dishes are heavy and spicy, which may not be healthy, but in terms of taste, it is absolutely first-class!
Chen Heyu tried a few bites of crayfish, which were spicy and fragrant, and the chicken soup was boiled bright and mellow.
No wonder Song Yang and the others often come to fight tooth sacrifices!
While they were eating and chatting, a terrible scream suddenly came from outside the door, followed by a boiling noise.
Some of the guests in the house poked their heads out and looked out curiously.
Chen Heyu's eyebrows frowned slightly, beckoned, and told Ding Mo to go out to check.
"Murdered!"
"Call an ambulance!"
"Brother, hold on! The flying bus from Shanhai Hospital came and it only took five minutes! ”
"Catch him! Don't let this grandson run away! ”
Before Ding Mo could return, he heard the noise in the street becoming more intense, mixed with roars and curses.
There's Mandarin, there's Gaul, there's Arabic!
Mess around!
The intermittent wail floated into Chen Heyu's ears!
His hearing was far beyond that of ordinary people, and he couldn't help but feel angry, and the place where they were, in the heart of the Effet shopping street, dared to commit murder in the street.
Who gave him the guts?
"I'll take a look."
Chen Heyu Huo Ran got up, dropped a word, and walked straight to the door.
"Young man, don't go and make a fuss, in case you hurt yourself."
Zhou Kuiyi stood behind the bar, watching the excitement, and at the same time reminded Chen Heyu kindly.
Chen Heyu smiled, disapproving, and immediately pushed a little force away the crowd on the inner and outer three floors.
It wasn't until he saw a pool of blood on the street, a Chinese man covering his belly, and a dark gray man with a sharp knife in his hand, that he immediately condensed and said, "Capture!" ”
Alita walked past the crowd and faced a tapered short sword of sixty or seventy centimeters, completely ignoring it, she stretched out a slender white little hand and pinched the gray man's wrist.
The explosive force pinched the opponent's wrist bones so creaking that they were on the verge of breaking.
"Ah——!h
The gray man was in pain, and subconsciously let go of the short sword.
'Bang'!
The sharp dagger fell to the ground, smashing a coin-sized gap in the concrete floor.
"Buzz ——!"
Suddenly!
Not far away, there were three small black dots in the sky from far and near, rushing to the sky, and after a while, you could see the whole picture, it turned out to be three 'Sentinel' combat robots responsible for patrolling.
"Why kill people?"
Chen Heyu asked in a deep voice.
The Chinese merchants, European berry vendors, and local natives gathered on the side looked at each other with complicated expressions, and the 'Sentinel' inspectors were in front of them, and no one dared to move.
"Die! You damn liars! ”
The gray man endured the great pain and kicked Alita, cursing uncleanly.
Swindler?
Chen Heyu squinted his eyes, feeling that things were not simple, and originally thought that the Chinese had squeezed the living space of the locals, thus attracting extreme revenge.
Alita was not used to him, so she suddenly exerted her strength, and simply removed one of his arms, and a slender leg pressed heavily on the gray man's back, trampling it under her feet, like stepping on an ant.
The people around couldn't help but gasp, and it was not difficult to guess from Alita's appearance that she was also a 'Sentinel' combat robot.
In Fort Lammy, the people who can drive the 'sentinels' are most likely the ones they can't afford to provoke.
"Why do you want to kill?"
Chen Heyu asked again in Arabic.
A complex foreign language that he could master in just a few hours, and Chad found time to learn Arabic in order to better manage the region in the northern gray region, which is mostly Arab countries.
The gray man lying on the ground was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that the arrogant Chinese could speak Aberatic fluently.
After all, Chad is a country where Chinese people are in power, and even though the local Grays make up the majority of the population, they are still not taken seriously.
The Chinese have a high status, high wages, and a wide range of connections, and they usually provoke the Chinese, and ninety percent of the people who suffer are indigenous.
And Queen Yasminee never favored her people.
As a result, the Chinese workers and businessmen in Fort Lammie basically choose to use Moss Ai glasses when communicating with people.
As for learning the Aberra language?
Is it necessary?
"Is it useful to say it? Even the queen will not pity her subjects, you are a Chinese and will only help your own countrymen. ”
The gray man lowered his head and muttered like a dead heart.
Chen Heyu didn't bother to say anything, so he directly asked Alita to take people to the nearby inspection department, and the Chinese businessman who injured people and fell to the ground also got on a rice Air Bus and flew to the nearest Shanhai Hospital.
Looking at the back of Chen Heyu leaving in the rice Air Car, Zhou Kuiyi finally reacted, half of his little fellow turned out to be a big man.
"Manager Song, who is that person?"
Zhou Kuiyi leaned in front of Song Yang and asked in a low voice.
"You didn't recognize it?"
Song Yang snorted and asked playfully.
Lao Zhou always likes to put the big boss on his lips and brag that his daughter is excellent in her studies and must work in Shanhai Group in the future.
Now that the real person was close at hand, he couldn't think of it.
"Look familiar."
Zhou Kuiyi smashed his mouth and said casually.
"My boss."
Song Yang replied succinctly.
"Your boss? I... I... I'll go! Boss Chen of Shanhai? ”
Zhou Kuiyi slapped his thigh violently and asked with great regret.
Song Yang nodded and didn't speak again.
"I'll you! I knew that I wanted a group photo and put it in the store, which was no more useful than Guan Erye. ”
Zhou Kuiyi clutched his chest, wishing that time could be turned back.
——————
"Unpaid wages? What dog thing? ”
Half an hour later, Chen Heyu figured out the ins and outs, and couldn't help but curse secretly.
To put it simply, the stabbing boss Gray Man's name is Ammar, a resident on the outskirts of Fort Lammy, who works in a Chinese restaurant owned by Chinese businessman Wang Xide, and is said to be skilled in stir-frying.
Wang Xide promised to give him a salary of 1,000 Chinese yuan each, but the simple-minded Ammar, where has he ever played the shrewd Wang Xide, worked hard for a month, not only the salary had to be paid after the pressure, but also the cost of clothing, training and training, meals and floor wear and tear were deducted.
In the end, the salary in hand was only a pitiful 480 yuan!
That's a big deal!
As a result, the honest man could not bear it and planned to send Wang Xide to Allah!
In addition to Ammar, some of the Chinese who were fooled by Wang Xide also enjoyed the 'salary reduction' treatment, and he deducted 30% of his salary income under various names.
"Doesn't Yasminnie's Employee Act apply to Fort Lamy?"
Chen Heyu asked in a cold voice.
A white man on the opposite side, nodding tremblingly, he was the director of the mediation room of the Labor Department of Fort Lammy, and at this time he looked embarrassed and slowly explained:
"The locals in Chad are not highly educated, and when they encounter this kind of thing, they often choose to solve it themselves......"
Chen Heyu was completely amused by him, no matter what the reason, the main responsibility of the mediation room is to ease labor disputes, if they are all left alone, what is the purpose of his spending money to hire people?
The rest of the high-level officials of Fort Lammel looked at Chen Heyu in silence, not knowing what to do.
As Chad's upper echelons, they knew very well in their hearts who was the one who was the speaker of the North Ash region.
If you support Wang Xide's approach, it will undoubtedly be a slap in the face of Queen Yasmine; If they agree with Amar, they don't have the courage to do so, after all, the Chinese are born with privileges in Chad.
Everyone is waiting, they need to find out Chen Hayu's true intentions! (End of chapter)