"We're still short-staffed. If all else fails, the factory has a library. Pick something you like and learn a skill. You get off work at six every day. What do you do when you get home? Play all the time? Playing for a day or two is interesting, but is playing all the time interesting? I'm trying to help you improve, but you're just eyeing this paltry three thousand yuan!"
At this point, Wang Shouren's anger seemed to rise even higher: "A bunch of good-for-nothings!"
After saying that, he said "Meeting adjourned," put down the microphone, and left.
Dongfang Fuxing and his colleagues exchanged glances, stood up, and walked backstage.
Just then, I saw Wang Shouren walking out.
"Shouren, are you angry?" Dongfang Fuxing was genuinely afraid that Wang Shouren would fire the group when he saw Wang Shouren's expressionless face.
“No.” Shouren looked at Dongfang Fuxing with suspicion: “It’s just a scheme. If we don’t say it like that, how will they realize they need to strengthen themselves? They need some kind of reprimand.”
As he spoke, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, handed it to Dongfang Fuxing, and then gave a pack to his secretary: "Have some, they're from Jiangxi, have a taste."
The group didn't mind and squatted down next to a big tree backstage, smoking.
"How could I possibly lecture anyone? I was just lucky." Wang Shouren took a drag and exhaled a smoke ring. "I was just thinking of helping out those I could along the way. Whether I get angry or not is not important."
Looking at Wang Shouren, who was puffing out smoke.
Only now did Dongfang Fuxing realize that the man before him had reached a certain level of emotional control. The kind of anger one feels for someone's lack of ambition cannot be faked. Just now, he might have genuinely been angry, or he might not have, but he always managed to calm down quickly and regain his composure. At the same time, he understood...
Why is it that a factory manager with annual sales and profits exceeding 100 million yuan can speak to them so calmly?
Perhaps, what he holds in his heart is an ideal he cannot comprehend.
Just as Wang Shouren said, the venue fell silent. In the end, Xu Weiwei went on stage to smooth things over.
"Go back and think carefully about what the factory manager said. 'Knowledge changes destiny'—that's not just a saying. I won't say more. You should all be responsible for yourselves. Workshop leaders and group leaders, make arrangements and the meeting is adjourned in order." Xu Weiwei held the microphone but didn't say much. Her mind was filled with the image of Wang Shouren's anger.
She recalled a comment her father made about Wang Shouren.
At that time, Qin Huairu's words were reported by Dongfang Fuxing. It is said that when the report was published, the leader happily drank a few more glasses of wine, laughing loudly and saying, "I've gained another confidant in life." She didn't understand what the idea of the wealthy helping the less fortunate had to do with spiritual matters; wasn't it enough to just become wealthy in life?
It wasn't until this year that she understood.
The people in the factory earn enough money; anyone who works diligently for three to five years could buy a three-courtyard house. They'd also be free of pressure. But now, the people in the factory have become restless. Once they have money, people tend to change. Only now does she understand the meaning of "the rich helping the poor."
Is it difficult to make money? No, the key is how to help those who make money to use their assets wisely. That's the most difficult part.
With money, people go out to eat and drink, and some even go to prostitutes and gamble. What's the point of a high salary then? It would be better to continue paying low wages as before. What needs to be supported isn't just the economy, but also ambition. Everyone should have lofty aspirations, and these aspirations shouldn't be hampered by the trivialities of life.
Of the more than three thousand people, it's impossible to say that everyone listened, but at least some of them did.
At least, Zuo Yan listened, or rather, his progress never stopped; it's just that this time, he knew more clearly what he should do.
Change is never something that can be achieved overnight; it is a continuous and long-term process of output. What Wang Shouren needed to ensure was that he would always lead the way in this process, nothing more.
The next day, everyone went to the factory with smiles on their faces as usual.
They wanted to be as somber as possible, but the wages the factory paid made it impossible for them to suppress the smiles on their faces.
Those who joined the factory last year received a bonus equivalent to two months' salary, and those who joined this year also receive a bonus equivalent to one month's salary. In addition, there are various kinds of New Year's gift packages. This year's gift packages are much more generous than last year's, mainly because the pigs in Qin Family Village have already been raised.
Zuo Yan got up very early and went to the factory to queue up.
Unlike the others, he didn't live at the factory, so he needed to get up earlier every day to get there. However, he never complained. Not even today.
Before I even got to the finance department, Kui Datou pulled me aside.
Inside the office sat a middle-aged man in casual clothes. He looked quite energetic, though his temples were slightly gray. The factory manager sat next to him.
The two of them are chatting right now.
"I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you again."
"When you get back, make me a lot more of those cigarettes; they taste pretty good."
Zuo Yan was somewhat surprised by their conversation; he didn't know why Da Tou had asked him to come.
However, he was not afraid and stood next to Kui Datou. Kui Datou stepped forward and said, "Brother, I've brought the man to you."
Wang Shouren: ...
That sounds so sinister. Even Director Wu next to him raised an eyebrow.
"Don't put on this gangster act in my factory. You're not a kid anymore, your kids are old enough to run errands, why are you still acting like this?" Wang Shouren rolled his eyes and glanced at Zuo Yan: "This is the little brother you introduced?"
Seeing Zuo Yan's puzzled look, Wang Shouren raised his hand and smacked Kui Datou; "I told you to find someone, but you didn't tell them anything before sending them?!"
Kui Datou felt extremely wronged after being slapped by Wang Shouren: "Brother, this is the smartest one in our group. If it weren't for the fact that he had to take care of his mother and didn't want to follow us, he would have made a fortune long ago. Right, Zuo Yan? He even discovered it himself and came to tell me."
Zuo Yan scratched his head: "Big Head Brother, Factory Manager, what did you send me here for?"
"That's how it is." Wang Shouren didn't waste any words and directly explained the situation.
Zuo Yan suddenly realized that this was the reason. He had already mentioned it to Kui Datou yesterday, but he didn't expect the factory to react so quickly.
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