Wang Tianxiao is reborn thirty years ago, the day before his eldest son's birth.
In temperatures below minus twenty degrees, his heavily pregnant wife clutches their three-year-old daught...
Wang Tianxiao arranged incentive measures for Wu culture.
The daily output of each group must be tallied. It's not about how much each person did, but about the collective output of the group. The group with the highest output will give each member an extra three yuan bonus on top of the originally agreed-upon three yuan per day.
The group that ranks second will receive a reward of one yuan per person.
That's all.
In short, the rewards are based on output, so that those who work fast get more. There is absolutely no egalitarianism or "equal distribution of resources."
He not only created competition between groups, but the most capable groups also did the work of two days in one day.
The group that works slowly can only receive their original income.
Moreover, he also ensured that the people in the group played a role in supervising each other.
Each group's final output is based on production volume, but everyone in the group knows each other's output. If someone's output is too low, they will inevitably be urged and supervised by the other members of the group, and they won't be able to slack off.
After all, it's impossible for one or two people to maximize the group's output.
If even one or two people falter, it's impossible to achieve good results.
Only by working together and focusing our efforts in the same direction can we stand out from the dozen or so groups and ultimately earn more income.
Human nature is selfish; who would want to see others get more while they get less?
Surely they'll just pick the worst HR person in the group.
The daily output is about 10,000 kilograms. The logistics company's trucks are five tons each, so there are two trucks waiting at the foot of the mountain every day.
Wang Tianxiao specially built a passage down the mountain to facilitate the direct transport of goods from a cliff halfway up the mountain to the bottom. Otherwise, they would have to carry each package one by one, which would be too much work and they simply couldn't keep up.
The advantage of this is that the items can be placed directly from above, and people can be assigned to neatly arrange them below.
The first day or two went well, but on the third day, the vehicle attracted the attention of the people in Mijia Village.
Everyone was speculating about what it was and why it was being moved around so much every day.
Later, when they learned it was a medicinal herb, no one understood.
Where do so many herbs come from on the mountain? And these things are everywhere, so how can they be exchanged for money?
But despite their curiosity, no one told them the details.
Wang Tianxiao has already given instructions, and those below are keeping a tight rein on things and have generally maintained the proper professional ethics.
Perhaps this kind of thing can't be kept secret forever and will eventually be found out, but by then his batch of goods will have been sold out, and he may not continue to grow this kind of common Chinese herbal medicine, which has a high yield but a very low price.
He already has new plans and arrangements.
Unexpectedly, on the sixth day, an uninvited guest arrived at the foot of the mountain.
Wang Tianxiao was busy overseeing the transfer of people on the mountain when a villager came up to him and told him that a deputy town mayor had arrived.
Wang Tianxiao was somewhat bewildered.
He doesn't seem to have any connection with these government leaders.
I had a little connection with Secretary Liu because of the electricity issue.
But that was the only time they interacted; there was no further interaction after that.
He didn't even know the town mayor's name.
How could a deputy mayor suddenly appear?
Confused about the situation, he went down the mountain and discovered that there were more than just one or two people there.
There's a group of people below.
Wang Tianxiao only knew one person: Mi Liang.
A man was surrounded by the crowd. He looked to be in his forties, thin, wearing a Zhongshan suit, and his hair was neatly combed. He looked like a teacher at a rural primary school.
Judging from the way he's being fawned over, he's probably the deputy mayor.