Chapter 210 Do you understand?

After dinner, Cheng Hui returned to the food factory.

The workers worked overtime to deliver the freshly-baked roast duck to the Anton factory.

"Everyone stop for a moment... Forget it, you guys are busy, just listen to me while you're busy, let's have a meeting." Cheng Hui said.

This oven doesn't have an automatic timer, it has to be rotated manually.

But now that she has started working on the integrated circuit, she will improve the machine when she has time.

"I am the director of another electrical appliance factory. That factory is just being built and is financially tight, so it will take two months for the funds to be approved. Therefore, they need our factory to lend them money for their capital turnover in the next two months. Do you have any opinions?" Cheng Hui asked.

"No!" everyone shouted.

People who have been trained by the system are different, they shout in unison.

I dare not express my opinions.

"I have agreed with my superiors to keep one month's profit to build houses for everyone. You have all heard about this, right?" Cheng Hui said.

After she had discussed it at the dinner table, she did not hold a meeting to inform them. They only heard a few words from Guo Dajun.

If Yu Baolai hadn't put pressure on them, they would have surrounded Cheng Hui and questioned her long ago. After all, this was a matter as big as the house.

Now that Cheng Hui said it herself, they finally spoke up.

"Really?"

"Can you really leave a month's profit for us to build a house?"

"Oh my god, we're going to have welfare housing so soon?"

"I heard that the remaining money will be left for us to use for welfare..."

After these words, there was a moment of silence, with only the humming of machines and the sizzling of roast duck in the room.

Because they do this every day and know exactly how much profit they can make in a month.

Anton ordered 200,000 units, the printing factory ordered 40,000 units, the lathe factory ordered 5,000 units, and I heard that the aircraft factory also wanted to order tens of thousands of units. The supply and marketing cooperative sold 10,000 to 20,000 units every day.

The cost of one is 2 yuan, not to mention the loss of other ingredients, the profit of one is 4 yuan.

If all these orders are completed, their profit will be around 1.6 million.

The sound of heavy breathing was heard in the room again.

For a factory, a profit of 1.6 million is nothing, but what if this 1.6 million is divided among 30 people?

Cheng Hui knew that they were calculating in their hearts, and smiled and said: "Don't forget to deduct the money for the welfare housing. I plan to build a beautiful welfare housing, so the cost is relatively expensive, 100 yuan per square meter for construction cost, plus 100 yuan for decoration cost.

"Each person gets a 100-square-meter apartment. There are about 30 of us. It costs about 600,000 yuan to build one building, so the final profit is about 1 million yuan.

"One million will be divided among 30 of us, which means more than 30,000 per person. I dare to share it, but do you dare to take it?" Cheng Hui said.

The term "ten thousand yuan household" became popular in the 1980s and 1990s after the reform and opening up.

In 1973, there were very few families with a fortune of 1,000 yuan, and many people would never be able to reach the level of a 10,000 yuan family in their lifetime, let alone 30,000 yuan.

Many people are afraid to accept or cannot accept unexpected wealth.

"Outsiders will also calculate how much our profit is." Cheng Hui said: "When the leader agreed to let me keep one month's profit for us to build houses, he didn't expect that I could negotiate several big orders from the Anton Factory, the Printing Factory, and the Aircraft Factory.

“He thought we only did retail business and the money we made in a month was not enough to build a house, so he dared to agree.

"If they have figured it out, believe it or not, someone will come to me on New Year's Day to collect the debt? Ask me to hand over the money? After all, we only had a verbal promise at the dinner table, and there was no written document." Cheng Hui said.

No one said anything, but from their expressions it was clear that they all agreed with what she said.

It is ingrained in their bones that all profits should be handed over to the state. Being able to keep it for a month is a great favor. But they still want to keep so much, it is simply outrageous!

"So I try to lend out as much as possible, and when I need to spend money to buy benefits here, I will pay it back little by little... Do you understand?" Cheng Hui said.

Someone who was quick to react immediately said, "I understand! I understand!"

As long as you don't hand it over at the time and keep it in your hand, it is live money.

From now on, the profits will be handed over normally every month, but this part of the money is not included in the profits, so of course it does not need to be paid.

As long as no one holds on to it, the money is still theirs!

Someone is holding on to it...it depends on whether he has the ability to do it.

Cheng Hui smiled and said, "I am the director of two factories. I have a lot of experience. Don't worry, I won't owe myself money. Any other questions?"

"No!" It was another unanimous voice, but this time it sounded more confident.

At least the house issue is settled! They have money to build a house! It will be built next year and we can move in next year, right?

What did the factory manager just say? 100 square meters per person? OMG! It’s twice as big as the welfare housing in other factories!

There is still 100 yuan for decoration costs? What is renovation?

Anyway, it’s so happy!

As for the 1 million, it didn't belong to them in the first place, so it's gone. It's their blessing that the factory director could find a way to keep a little bit of it!

"Let me tell you one more thing." Cheng Hui said.

Everyone listened quietly.

"Our food factory is special. The sales season is peak before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, so we won't have a holiday for the New Year this year," said Cheng Hui.

No one had any objection, as Yu Baolai had already mentioned this matter a long time ago.

Now we have the grand event of building a house, so let alone not taking a holiday during the Chinese New Year, we can even not take a holiday in this lifetime!

"During the Chinese New Year, overtime pay will double to 10 yuan a day for 10 consecutive days," said Cheng Hui.

"Wow!" Everyone cheered immediately. They had never seen such a generous factory manager!

"Director, I won't take a break during the Chinese New Year! I will work overtime! I love working overtime!"

“I love working overtime, too!”

Cheng Hui smiled and asked everyone to be quiet: "Even though the holiday is over, the welfare cannot stop. Everyone will be given a roast duck every day until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, so that everyone can eat as much as they want."

The crowd cheered again.

In fact, they are all a bit fed up... because every day there will inevitably be some burnt or falling apart food that cannot be sold, and they all become benefits for three meals a day.

Being surrounded by the smell of roast duck every day, day after day, is really enough.

I don't know about others, but Gao Zhi always complains about it every night when she gets home. She gets a headache from the smoke and doesn't want to eat roast duck at all. Even other meats don't taste so good.

But their family hasn’t eaten enough yet, so they must be very happy to have this benefit.

Even if you don't eat them yourself, one costs 6 yuan. If you give out 15, it's a benefit worth nearly 100 yuan.

"Okay, let's adjourn the meeting. Everyone, get busy. I'm getting off work." Cheng Hui said.

She was off work while others were working... She spoke with confidence, but no one was dissatisfied. Some people even advised her to take a New Year's holiday and have a good rest for a few days.

"I'm busy buying other benefits for you. How about a military coat for each of you?" Cheng Hui said with a smile.

Now that we have that factory, we cannot do without this factory. We both have flesh and blood.

"Long live the factory director!"

Cheng Hui left the office amid cheers. The smile on her face disappeared instantly and she returned to the office.

The other meeting was not so easy to conduct.

Guo Dajun was in the office. He was startled when he saw her expression and asked quickly, "What's wrong?"

"Let everyone in the cake group stop and come over to have a meeting." Cheng Hui said.