Zhao Lei listened quietly without any intention of interrupting. How the couple wanted to live was their own business.
Don’t say that they have a bad relationship. Even if they do, it’s not a reason for him to interrupt.
In his opinion, if men have hard work to do, doesn’t it also have hard work for their wives?
Even if the wife doesn't work, but she does housework at home, is it easy? Taking care of the elderly and children, cleaning, is really hard work.
If you meet a considerate man, at least he knows your efforts and hard work. If you meet a man who wants to be a boss and thinks that housework is a woman's job, then no matter how much you do, it is your responsibility. Instead, he will lose his temper if you don't do it well.
Fortunately, as they were chatting, they found that Zhao Lei was really quiet and had no intention of joining in the conversation. Thinking of Zhao Lei's attitude of loving his wife, they immediately understood that Zhao Lei must be dissatisfied with their behavior.
"Xiao Zhao, we came to you for something serious. Recently, the motorcycle factory has been producing products in our factory. We also know that we have orders, but we don't have a place to produce products. We are happy to give up the place."
They had discussed various things before setting off, and thought that there should be no problem with what they said, but when they really faced Zhao Lei, they really couldn't continue talking.
Especially when Zhao Lei was looking at you with such a smile, there was always a panicking feeling. They were really worried. What if one of them wasn't paying attention and the tone of their words made this gentleman unhappy, and he went to complain directly?
That's really not a good thing, and you won't have a good impression from your leaders.
Zhao Lei did not say anything and continued to listen quietly. Since he did not know the reason, he felt a little guilty. After all, the reason why everyone wanted to come to the motorcycle factory was mainly because the new factory would allocate houses, which many factories did not have the qualification for.
Do they not want to distribute housing to their employees? Of course they do, but there are too many people and too little housing, and they really have no way to satisfy everyone.
But if the motorcycle factory wants to develop and grow rapidly, it really needs everyone's participation, especially skilled workers, so that the old can guide the young, and the young can guide the new, so that the factory can get on the right track as much as possible and increase production.
However, many factories would not agree to the motorcycle factory poaching people, as that would also delay their own factory's production.
Zhao Lei pondered for a moment, "If I say I have never thought of poaching anyone, you won't believe me."
"I have poached two people, Uncle Ding from the hospital and Hao Jie."
"As for the rest, I haven't poached anyone. It's just that the factory is newly built and located in the suburbs, so there is a family quarters. Many people want to come to our factory for this reason."
"Regarding the construction of the family quarters, after all, the factory is far away from the production area, so they must be built. Of course, this is not something I can interfere with, it is all decided by the higher-ups."
"For now, the new factory is a bit far from the residential area. If we don't build a family quarters, how can we attract people to move there?" The more Zhao Lei spoke, the more he felt that it was really necessary to build this family quarters.
The leaders of the machinery factory listened to Zhao Lei's analysis and really had no way of saying that the motorcycle factory's behavior was excessive. After all, the factory was far away. If they didn't build a family quarters, where would the workers live?
"I know what everyone is worried about. After all, I am considered the eldest generation. Both of my fathers worked in the machinery factory, and one of them was killed by bad guys while trying to save the factory's assets."
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