When Zhao Jianguo and others heard that they might be fired, their faces turned ugly.
Zhao Qiang is a formal employee. It is not easy to have a formal job nowadays.
Later, after hearing Feng Caixia say that she would not be fired, my expression couldn't help but relax a lot. As long as the person was not fired, it was fine.
"Yes, the person was not fired, but didn't you think of another possibility?" Zhao Tiezhu was not angry.
Everyone who had originally let go of their worries, were once again worried. After all, without this job, how could they support a family of five relying on Feng Caixia's temporary salary?
"He's always sick and can't go to work. Which workshop would welcome him?"
"I won't fire you, but I can assign you to a logistics position, such as helping in the kitchen."
“You can also go and clean the roads in the factory, or you can go and clean the toilets. You should know how much the salary is as an old man.” Zhao Tiezhu has always been a front-line worker. He doesn’t know how much the logistics staff are paid, but it’s conceivable that it won’t be much higher.
Working in the logistics department, sweeping toilets, cleaning the streets, picking vegetables in the canteen? Even if it was a formal job, the salary would not be too high. Feng Caixia looked unhappy.
"Mom, how much is the salary?" Zhao Jianguo suddenly became anxious.
"More than 30." Feng Caixia didn't know the exact number, "but it will definitely not exceed 40."
Working in a workshop is hard and tiring, but as long as your technical level goes up, your salary will go up. Once you reach level eight, your monthly income will definitely be more than one hundred. Although not many people can get this salary, at least there is hope.
Once you switch to a logistics job, your salary is basically fixed, and there is no possibility of promotion and no future.
The highest is only 40? Oh my god, Zhao Jianguo calculated silently in his mind, in this way, the monthly income of his mother and grandma will not exceed 70, which is higher than the minimum living standard, but who would dislike earning more.
Once his mother's income drops, the family's food standards will certainly decline. Besides, if he takes over, he can only be a street sweeper or toilet cleaner.
No, we must not let Zhao Qiang suffer such a miserable fate. Wouldn't this delay his succession?
At this moment, all he could hope for was Zhao Tiezhu's help. "Grandpa, you said my dad has a broken bone. Even if he doesn't rest and goes to work in the factory, he can't work."
If possible, Zhao Jianguo would rather Zhao Qiang limped to work than not give up the job, but he knew Zhao Qiang would never agree to do so.
"Yes, old man, you are the old man in the factory." Zhang Cuihua was anxious. If Zhao Qiang's work changed a lot, he would hate her to death. If it weren't for her, things would never be like this.
Feng Caixia and the others all looked at Zhao Tiezhu, hoping that Hou Yi could give them some advice.
Zhao Tiezhu was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry. "Why do you count on me? Although I am an old man, my level is average."
"And have you forgotten Yi Zhonghai? He is an eighth-level warrior, isn't it difficult for him to survive?"
"He is also a veteran in the factory, but what happened? He still went to the west to help with construction. Unless something unexpected happens, the possibility of him coming back in this lifetime is zero."
"Who do you think has more status in front of the leaders, me or him?" Zhao Tiezhu knew his own strength. In the eyes of the leaders, he was definitely not as important as Yi Zhonghai.
After Zhao Tiezhu made this comparison, Feng Caixia and the others were very unwilling, but there was nothing they could do.
Feng Caixia was very dissatisfied with Zhang Cuihua. If it weren't for her, how could Zhao Qiang fall down and break his bones again?
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