When the people in the workshop are all relatives or neighbors who are familiar to the worker, and the workshop director and factory manager usually turn a blind eye, the quality inspectors' lives are not easy.
The sewing workshop team responsible for processing this batch of goods consisted of more than fifty people, and there were as many as twelve quality inspectors. However, 99% of the sleeves produced were unqualified.
The drawings provided by the design studio were wrong from the beginning, and the production and quality inspection departments didn't even notice it.
There was no choice but to unpack all the shirts and rework them.
There are many people in the warehouse, but few of them are doing any work.
Tens of thousands of unpacked shirts were piled together haphazardly.
The people in the warehouse thought: Since we have to work overtime overnight to redo the work, it doesn’t matter if we just leave it like this.
Zhang Hongcheng felt that such a unique unit as Lifeng Factory was rare.
The chaotic management of Lifeng Factory is closely related to the indulgence and inaction of several factory leaders.
It has successfully magnified some of the shortcomings of this era to a level that is difficult for people to notice.
The staff in the cafeteria and the female workers in the sewing workshop fought directly in the workshop because of the issue of housing allocation.
That night the entire sewing workshop was watching the fun, and no rework was done.
Zhang Hongcheng estimated that they should not be shortchanged in overtime pay.
Several factory leaders stepped in to mediate and finally decided to vacate a small warehouse in the factory to be used as housing for the canteen, which calmed the dispute.
But no one expected that the canteen workers who were assigned to the small warehouse were afraid that the factory would change its mind the next day.
They cleared out several rooms in the small warehouse overnight.
Among them are dozens of barrels of fabric dye in the dyeing workshop.
The warehouse key is hung in the warehouse keeper's lounge, and everyone in the factory knows it.
Several people who were in charge of the warehouse had already left work and gone to play cards.
Several families in the cafeteria easily got the keys and stuffed all the thermal dyes into a dark warehouse, piling them up in a mess on top of a pile of "waste fabrics".
The management chaos at Lifeng Factory is not limited to one workshop, but also affects the dyeing workshop. In order to facilitate the extraction of materials, the lids of most of the dye barrels are loose.
Starting from the next day, heavy rain fell in Shanghai.
The factory's logistics and maintenance team then remembered that several warehouses seemed to be leaking...
More than 10,000 good white shirts eventually became colorful rags.
Everyone in Lifeng Factory was finally shocked by their own behavior.
Lao Liao asked several sister companies for help, and had the clothes ironed and washed several times, but it was of no use.
The thermal colorants are very well matched, and high temperature and water washing can't do anything to these colors.
The exhibits that were originally supposed to be sent to the Spring Canton Fair had to be temporarily adjusted to the autumn.
Several upstream manufacturers of these clothes on display were also dumbfounded.
If it was just some other mistake, it would be fine. Even if you have a few holes, people will still want it after you patch it up.
But who would dare to wear clothes with such messy colors these days?
Besides, it’s too ugly!
The higher-ups settled an account with Lifeng Factory.
The planned cost of this suit is 19.5 yuan, and the export price is more than 36 yuan, which is about 20 yuan when converted into US dollars (the exchange rate is 1.8).
Even if Lifeng Factory compensates according to the cost, it still has to pay 253,500 yuan!
The factory suddenly became noisy.
They all said that this was the business of the sewing workshop and other workshops could not be affected as well.
But even if Lao Liao sold the sewing workshop, it wouldn't be worth that much.
The most valuable items in the entire workshop are just the thirty-five sewing machines...
Lao Liao can't solve this problem.
The quarrels among his superiors gave him a headache, so in the end he simply used his connections to get transferred far away from Lifeng Factory, even if it meant going to a cold government office to reflect on his mistakes.
As soon as the street office sent people to take over the Lifeng Factory, they proposed a division plan.
The debt is attributed to the sewing workshop, so it should be separated out first...
It's also an attempt to smooth things over.
But the employees in the sewing workshop, especially those with connections, were not willing to do that. They quarreled on the street for a long time, and finally ran to the training class to block Lao Liao's door.
If you can't solve this problem, you, Liao Yuanfeng, can't leave!
Liao Yuanfeng was called by the principal to resolve this matter. Zhang Hongcheng only saw the extremely haggard old Liao during dinner.
Zhang Hongcheng shook his head slightly.
With Liao Yuanfeng's cautious personality, he is indeed not suitable to be the top leader.
On the third day after the incident, there was a new development in the gossip about Lifeng Factory.
The number of employees in the sewing workshop suddenly shrank greatly!
The employees all showed their talents, and within just two days, there were only more than 30 people left in the sewing workshop with more than 100 people.
The directors of several other workshops issued a series of lists for seconding personnel from the sewing workshop.
The students in Class 3 all shook their heads speechlessly.
This unit is truly beyond saving.
The classmates who had been close to Liao Yuanfeng a few days ago now deliberately avoided him from a distance.
——He was afraid that Liao Yuanfeng would become depressed and ask him for help.
Liao Yuanfeng looked at the empty tables and chairs around him, smiled bitterly and shook his head.
His little deskmate sat down beside him leisurely, holding a book.
That’s right, Xiao Zhang is a cadre of the Corps and not a local, so there is no need to worry about asking him for help.
"Old Liao, don't be too discouraged."
Zhang Hongcheng comforted the other person after class.
"How about you bring a few of those clothes over for everyone to see? Maybe someone will have some ideas?"
Old Liao shook his head pessimistically.
People use that kind of patterned fabric as a rag and can't tell whether it's clean or dirty.
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