Chapter 167 Li Caiyun complains about Zhao Jianguo

Zhou Yong was afraid that she would be too happy for nothing, so he thought for a moment and said, "Go ask Doctor Shen to check your pulse later."

Li Caiyun thought so too. She nodded, and Zhou Yong's stomach started to roar.

"Your stomach is upset?"

Zhou Yong pursed his lips and looked at his young wife: "I didn't have lunch!"

Li Caiyun showed a surprised look: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? There is food in the canteen. I will go and heat it up for you..."

In winter, when the days are short and the nights are long, the small canteen is closed. In autumn and summer, when the nights are short, the small canteen is opened.

Zhou Yong followed Li Caiyun to the small canteen, and soon each dish and meal was served to him.

"Director Zhao is here. Is this what you're going to eat for lunch?"

Zhou Yong looked at the huge stew on the table, picked up his bowl and asked casually.

Li Caiyun sat opposite him: "I have finished eating a cold dish..."

Zhao Jianguo came every few days. At first, when he stayed for dinner, Li Caiyun would prepare a few dishes. Gradually, he came more often. In addition, the monthly food allowance was fixed, and the farm was more than two hours away from Huaixi Village, so now he was entertained with the available ingredients.

Zhou Yong glanced at his young wife and asked, "You really don't like Director Zhao?"

Li Caiyun bit her lip, resting her elbow on the table, one hand supporting her chin: "How should I put it? At first I thought Director Zhao was a good person, but now I think he is annoying..."

Zhou Yong silently picked up the bowl and took a mouthful of rice, thinking secretly: Zhao Jianguo's behavior is just self-defeating.

He tried desperately to make his presence felt in front of Li Caiyun, but he didn't think about his own identity. As the director of a meat processing plant, he would bring psychological pressure to the farm workers when he went to the grassroots level.

Zhou Yong picked up a string bean and put it in the bowl. Li Caiyun sat opposite him and complained about Zhao Jianguo.

Overall, Li Caiyun no longer has any good feelings towards Zhao Jianguo and even feels disgusted with him.

Zhou Yong took a look at his young wife and realized that Li Caiyun had such low emotional intelligence.

In fact, it cannot be said that Li Caiyun has low emotional intelligence. She is a married woman with a job and a family. Even if a man shows interest in her, she will not think about the emotional aspect.

Zhou Yong listened to Li Caiyun's endless words and thought to himself: Zhao Jianguo, Zhao Jianguo, if you knew that the person you love hates you so much, I wonder if you would find a piece of tofu to hit yourself to death.

The meal ended with Li Caiyun complaining about Zhao Jianguo. After tidying up the stove, Zhou Yong looked at the time and got up to go to the brick factory.

"Captain?"

A few workers gathered together sitting on the ground, smoking leaf tobacco, laughing and chatting. Zhou Yong's arrival not only scared them, but also stopped their laughter.

One by one, they quickly threw away the cigarettes in their hands, stood up, and stood in front of Zhou Yong like children who had committed a mistake!

Zhou Yong pushed his bicycle and looked at them: "I can understand being lazy, but I don't understand why you are so blatantly lazy..."

There were many workers working not far away, but these few of them actually ignored the factory rules and gathered together to slack off in public.

"Captain, we were just smoking a cigarette and taking a break, and you happened to come. If you don't believe me, ask others..."

The others looked at each other in bewilderment, and no one spoke. The one who was making excuses gave everyone frantic glances.

Zhou Yong is not blind, he sees everyone's expressions.

"Look at the cigarette butts under your feet. Is this what you call taking a break to smoke a cigarette?"

There were at least twenty cigarette butts under their feet. For six people, that means four cigarettes per person on average. It takes five minutes to smoke one cigarette, so it would take twenty minutes to smoke four cigarettes.

What's more, leaf tobacco is pungent and spicy, and most people can't smoke several cigarettes in a row.

The above situation means that they have been lazy for at least an hour, and Zhou Yong was so angry that he laughed.

The person who was quibbling gradually lowered his head, and everyone else had an embarrassed look on their faces.

Zhou Yong sighed and said to them earnestly: "There are more than 3,000 people in Huaixi Village. Why can you work in the brick factory? That is the care that the brigade gives to every household of you.

But none of you know how to cherish the job opportunities. Do you think this job is too easy? I still feel that the brick factory can't operate without you guys...

None of the six people said a word. Zhou Yong criticized and educated them. Considering that they were first-time offenders, the punishment for their laziness was to deduct their bonus for that month. They also became negative examples in the brick factory. If they made such mistakes again, they would be fired immediately once verified.

"Aren't you going to work yet?"

One by one, they left dejectedly, and Zhou Yong sighed in his heart.

The reason for employing people from poor families is to help each household to live a better life.

Only now did Zhou Yong realize a problem: the poverty of some families has nothing to do with the number of laborers, but is caused by people's laziness.

Zhou Yong parked his bicycle and called all the team leaders together.

If the brick factory wants to develop, it needs everyone's joint efforts. As a team leader, if you allow your team members to be lazy, it is obvious that there is something wrong with your attitude towards work.

Therefore, the team leader had his bonus deducted. If it was discovered that a team leader allowed his team members to misbehave, he would be immediately dismissed and demoted to an ordinary staff member.

"Captain, we are all from the same village, and many of us are related. How can we manage the team members? Moreover, some people rely on their seniority and age and simply don't listen to us..."

A team leader expressed everyone's thoughts: it's not that they don't want to manage, but some people simply don't listen to them.

Now, because the team members were disobeying management and their monthly bonuses were deducted, these team leaders are feeling frustrated and don't know what to do.

Zhou Yong smiled and said, "Factory rules are not for show. Follow them. If anyone causes trouble for any of you, please tell me in private..."

For some people, you really can't do anything without taking them to the extreme, so Zhou Yong can only strengthen management efforts.

If you encounter a troublemaker who refuses to obey your orders, that’s easy to deal with. Just tell him to get out and go home.

After all, there are a lot of people who need jobs, so there is no need to waste time on such people.

The team leaders nodded one by one, understanding what they should do, and Zhou Yong asked them to get busy.

Back in his office, Zhou Yong dealt with work matters. Just as he finished, a worker asked him for an advance on his salary.

"Zhang Laosan, you have already received four months' salary in advance. The brick factory will be closed in mid-October. Calculate for yourself whether you still have any salary advances."

Not only did Zhang San not receive any salary advance, but he also owed the brick factory half a month's salary until the factory went on holiday.

"Captain, my mother is seriously ill. Please, can you give me an advance on next year's salary?"

Zhou Yong looked at Zhang Laosan, who had a simple and honest face, and knew that he was a filial son. However, the brick factory was not owned by his family, and even if he was the factory director, it was not easy for him to break the factory rules again and again.

Zhang San choked up while speaking. Zhou Yong looked at his red eyes and felt a little troubled: "Zhang Laosan, this matter of yours makes me very embarrassed. You should know that I made an exception for you last time. Now you want to advance next year's salary. How can I report it to the Finance Office..."

Finances have always been tight, and Zhang San was able to receive four months' salary in advance. Afterwards, Zhou Yong went to file accounts and made preparations for both scenarios.

He went to the finance office with some private money in his pocket, thinking that if the accounts were rejected, he would pay for Zhang San's advance salary out of his own pocket.