Chapter 89 Promotion and salary increase are all considered management

"Okay, miss. I will definitely assist Young Master Dashan." Hu Zi knew his position very well.

Although Gu Yushan was in charge of the affairs of their family, he was just a servant, while Gu Yushan was the young lady's brother.

He just had experience, so his role was not to take the credit, but to pass on what he knew to Gu Yushan.

"Haha, you don't have to be like this. You're my most capable assistant. Work hard, and when the project is finished, I'll give you a big bonus or a raise."

Hu Zi smiled even more happily. "Don't worry, miss, I will do my best!"

I like masters like Miss the most. As long as you do the work well, you will get paid. There is no empty promises. It takes more effort to work this way.

"Well, let's make something to cool down the heat and give it to the people working. It would be bad if they got a heat stroke."

"Don't worry, miss. I've made all the arrangements. I bought a lot of lotus leaves and honeysuckle when I went to the county town. I'll have them boil them into water after lunch. Anyone who wants to drink it can go ahead and have it."

Gu Jiayue nodded, seeing that Hu Zi had indeed made thorough arrangements. Although the entire construction site was crowded, it was not chaotic at all.

They had already built a rest shack early, arranged food, and even thought of preparing some summer heat-relief medicine.

He is indeed a rare talent, worthy of being a high-level service talent trained by a large factory (Houfu).

But isn't it a bit of a waste of talent for such a talented person to follow me?

Why not let him go back to the Marquis' Mansion?

No, no, no, I would have regretted not meeting such a talent, and now that I have him in my hands, how can I let him go?

If it really doesn't work, just give him a raise!

There are also Hua Chao and Cai Ma. They are also talented.

They all gave them salary increases. I don’t believe that even if we pay them so much, they would still want to leave.

So what if it's the Marquis' Mansion? The salary there isn't even as high as hers.

Besides, how fierce is the competition in a large company like Houfu? How many years does it take to get a management position?

It’s different in her small factory. All the new employees are in management positions!

Hehe. Yes, that's it!

"It's time to eat! Everyone stop and come over to eat!"

Grandma Gu put her hands on her hips and yelled several times at the top of her lungs.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and walked towards the dining area in groups of three or five.

Before they started working, they saw Butcher Zhang carrying half a pig's back.

Everyone was stunned at that time. How could they eat meat?

When they first heard that two meals were provided, they thought it would be good enough to have two big steamed buns and one or two stir-fried dishes, but they didn’t expect that there would be meat as well?

At noon, the smell of meat wafted over the construction site, making everyone's stomachs growl.

Then Hu Zi called for everyone to rest and wait for dinner. But the host had already treated them to meat, so how could they just sit and wait for food? Besides, wouldn't it be even more uncomfortable to sit and wait?

So everyone unanimously decided to keep going and not let the owner suffer losses!

"Everyone, please don't crowd. Line up and come one by one. Don't be afraid. There's plenty of food. You can eat as much as you want!"

Hu Zi roared with his inner strength, and everyone heard it, and even felt as if Hu Zi was talking right next to them.

In an instant, everyone fell silent. They found the dishes they had brought from home, picked them up, and lined up to go to the kitchen.

This was also agreed upon yesterday. There are five or six hundred people dining here, where can we get so many bowls and chopsticks?

Grandma Gu suggested that they bring their own food from home, wash it and put it away after eating. This would save both time and money.

Gu Jiayue said, I learned it!

Each person gets two steamed buns, a bowl of corn and rice steamed rice, fried potatoes with sliced ​​meat, stir-fried cabbage with minced meat, mixed with cold-mixed zheergen, and a bowl of egg soup. It's enough to fill a grown man up.

If you are still not full, you can come and have more.

However, no one came to get a second bowl.

In their eyes, such food may not even be available during the Chinese New Year.

If you go to work somewhere else, forget about meat, it would be good enough if you can get a coarse-grain steamed bun.

"Dad, I think Uncle Gu's family is too honest." A young man said in a low voice while eating the food in the bowl.

This is white flour buns and meat, even a landlord would never do this!

The old man next to him took out a clean bowl and put the meat slices and a steamed bun in it. There were children at home, and this big bowl of food was too much for him to finish, so he could take it back home for the children to taste the meat.

After doing all this, he finally spoke. "Yeah, since he's so honest, let's not be ungrateful. Put in a little more effort and do a better job for him. Don't try to be cunning, or I'll beat you to death!"

The young man watched his father's actions and followed suit, picking out the slices of meat from the bowl and putting them in his own. "I know, I know. I'm not the kind of person who doesn't know what's good for me."

The worker nearby saw it and his eyes lit up.

Why didn't they think of this? With such a big bowl of good stuff, if they ate a little less, it wouldn't affect their afternoon work, but it would leave some food for the little ones at home who hadn't eaten meat for a long time!

Oops! What a mistake! I must bring an extra bowl tomorrow!

Seeing that everyone had almost finished eating, Hu Zi came out and said, "After dinner, everyone can find a place to rest. We will start work at noon."

According to modern time, it should be around twelve o'clock now, and the middle of the last hour is around two o'clock in the afternoon.

The old man who had just put the meat into the bowl stood up. "Manager Feng, can you please go home? My home is in the village. It only takes 25 minutes to go there and back. It won't interfere with my work."

It was too hot that day, and he was afraid that the food in the bowl would get spoiled if left here, so he decided to send it home.

Hu Zi's surname is Feng. Before starting work, Hu Zi had told everyone that from now on on, they should call him Manager Feng on the construction site.

"Sure, as long as it doesn't delay my work."

Hu Zi had already considered this. Although he had built a shack on the mountain, it was definitely not as comfortable as lying down at home. And a good rest would also be beneficial for work in the afternoon.

So he would not stop the villagers from going home to rest.

But the prerequisite is that it does not affect work.

"Hey, hey, hey, definitely not, definitely not, thank you very much, Manager Feng." The old man thanked him repeatedly. Then he took the bowl and walked down the mountain.

The old man's surname is Gu, and he is related to Grandpa Gu's family.

His home is not far from Nanshan. If he walks fast, he can walk there in fifteen minutes.

When I opened the gate, I saw my wife cleaning the yard.

Seeing the boss come back, he was stunned at first, and then he had a bad idea in his mind. "Why are you back? Did you not do your job well and they don't want you anymore?"

Old Man Gu frowned, "You old woman, you never wish me well all day. I had meat for lunch, and I thought you and your son hadn't had it for a while, so I brought some back for you."

Mrs. Du dropped the broom and took the bowl that Old Man Gu had hidden in his clothes. "God, God, how did you bring back so much? All the white flour buns and meat. If my sister-in-law finds out, she'll curse you to death."

According to seniority, Old Man Gu should call Grandma Gu "sister-in-law".

Old Man Gu had a gloomy face. "She won't curse me. Everyone needs so much. How can she care if I can't finish it myself?"

"Hurry up and take the food in and put it away. You and Xiaoer can eat this at home tonight. Give me the clean bowl and I'll see what we have for dinner. If there's any leftover, I'll bring it back for you."

Since Old Man Gu said this, Mrs. Du naturally wouldn't say anything else.