Chapter 147 Is this something that happens on Earth? "Director, you are...
Chapter 147 Is this happening on Earth?
A few hundred million is nothing for some large state-owned factories such as steel mills, coal mines, pharmaceutical factories, major machine tool factories under machinery groups, automobile factories and even rubber factories and tire factories, which have assets of tens of billions or even hundreds of billions. However, it is indeed very eye-catching for a small factory with collective affiliated nature that has only been established for two or three years.
Recently, the factory issued another notice that the wages of the first batch of veteran employees have been increased a lot. They used to get 50 or 60 yuan a month, but now they are heading towards 70 or 80 yuan.
That’s not all. Starting from October this year, bonuses were increased. Every time the R&D and design departments successfully develop a product, they can receive an additional large bonus.
Then it was distributed according to each person's contribution. Specifically, the person who had been in the factory for less than a year received the least 200 yuan, and the most received 3,000 yuan!
This bonus alone is equivalent to what an average employee would earn in three years!
Of course, for new employees who joined the factory last year, whether they are regular or temporary workers, whether they are production line workers or office workers, they will also receive bonuses based on their work ability and performance. However, this bonus cannot be compared with that of the design and R&D department.
What made the factory workers even more excited was that they heard that their Feiying Factory was also planning to build employee welfare housing!
These days, no one has enough houses to live in.
***
"This...are you really planning to build a house?"
Zhu Changbing almost spit out his tea.
At the beginning of the month, the factory had just increased wages. His current salary, plus bonuses and subsidies, brings him to more than 200 yuan a month, which is not less than that of people of the same level in large state-owned factories.
We haven't been happy for a few days yet, and there is something even happier.
Yan Jiuru sat at his desk, quickly scanning the trial report and demand suggestions sent by the Xishan base. He nodded and said, "Old Zhu, please notify the heads of all departments to hold a meeting at ten o'clock. We will hear everyone's opinions on this matter at the meeting."
What opinions do you all have?
Of course it was applauded.
If anyone says a word of opposition, I guess all the workers in the factory will hate him.
Yan Jiuru sat behind the conference table, looking at the excited crowd, raised his hand and pressed it down, saying: "Don't tell anyone about this matter. It's still under discussion, and the procedure must be approved by the higher-level authorities and relevant departments.
Also, where to build it and land is a problem.”
The work hasn't been done yet, and you're still going out there making a fuss. It will be very difficult for anyone to trip you up.
No matter how thick Yan Jiuru's arms are, they are never thicker than his thighs.
Apart from anything else, the land for building the house will definitely not be the industrial land he originally acquired. He has to keep it for future development of the factory.
After being reminded like this, everyone quickly shut up. After all, no one wants to ruin a good thing that involves their own interests.
Afterwards, even the aunt who was serving food in the cafeteria would glare at people when she heard them talking loudly, reminding them to keep their mouths shut.
***
After talking about building the house, Yan Jiuru said to Deputy Director Zhu and the two newly promoted workshop directors: "The more than 100 people we hired last year who meet the factory's requirements can be regular employees. Those who are not suitable will either be transferred to other positions or receive more training. Those with serious problems will be dismissed.
In addition, orders for the Golf series have surged this year. The car is designed to last for seven years, but our customers are currently wealthy, so I believe they will replace their cars in no more than five years.
As a result, I estimate that in the next few years, our orders will show explosive growth within two to three years, then slowly decline, and then have a small peak again in five years.
Unless this sport becomes popular, there will not be excessive growth, but there will be no need to worry about orders for at least five to ten years.
As for cars, I believe that as the number of oil and financial tycoons increases, the number of wealthy people will also increase, and we will almost be able to control the top of these wealthy people."
Assistant Ding and others nodded and took notes quickly on their hands. This is the initial prospect of the factory in the next five to ten years.
Lao Zhu and others secretly admired him. They only thought about the orders scheduled for a year later, but the factory manager had already seen five or even ten years later.
People are really incomparable!
Yan Jiuru also improvised and talked about whatever came to his mind.
He knocked on the table and said, "Based on the current order production situation, the factory office needs to continue recruiting a group of new people, mainly skilled workers, to meet production needs.
If other departments need to increase staff, please report the positions and number of people. Lao Zhu, please make a preliminary verification and then report to me.
"Quality is more important than quantity. I hope everyone can fully utilize their abilities, rather than having too many people and then just paying them perfunctorily. If this happens, Lao Zhu and those of you who submitted your plans, don't blame me for being rude."
Lao Zhu and others immediately assured: "Don't worry, Director, we will definitely keep a close eye on it."
If one person can finish the work with effort, there is no need for two people. Isn't it a waste of food to hire so many idle people?
***
Yan Jiuru nodded and said as usual: "That's all I have to say. Is there anything else you want to say?"
At this time, Director Liao, who had just been promoted from the production department, raised his hand and said, "Director, I have something to report to you. If it weren't for the meeting, I would have to talk to the deputy director."
He nodded to Zhu Changbing, indicating that he did not intentionally report to the factory director without going through him.
Yan Jiuru pays close attention to the major personnel matters in the factory and lets go of the minor ones, but he particularly hates power struggles. After working together for a few years, everyone is aware of this.
Zhu Changbing said bluntly: "Director Liao, just tell me what you want to say. We are not petty."
Yan Jiuru signaled Director Liao to continue.
Director Liao opened the notebook, took a look, and said, "This is what happened. There is a worker on our second production line named Wang Hongjun. His skills and work performance have always been good.
He's been taking several days off lately, and I asked him about it. He has a father who's been ill for years and has been taking medication for years, which has been a heavy burden. Last month, his wife fell ill again and went to the city hospital. She needed surgery, which cost hundreds of dollars, and they couldn't come up with it all at once. The hospital wants the surgery done as soon as possible, so he wants to get six months' salary in advance from the factory...
Feiying is a new factory, and this is the first time it has encountered such a situation in the three years since its establishment.
"Old Tong!" The first person Yan Jiuru called was not Old Zhu, but Old Tong from the logistics department.
When it comes to production work, Old Zhu definitely knows more, but when it comes to these family matters, Old Tong definitely has more information.
As expected, Old Tong thought for a moment and said, "I know this Wang Hongjun. He's less than 30 years old. He was demobilized a few years ago. The factory where he was originally assigned couldn't pay him, so he applied to work at our Feiying Factory.
"He's a good person and has a good job, but his family is a bit of a burden. If it weren't for taking care of his family and reducing the burden on his wife, he wouldn't have changed his career so early, even though he's almost been promoted." It's a pity.
Originally, the old couple lived with the eldest brother's family. Although the old man had been ill for many years, the old lady was still very capable. In addition, the filial piety given by the other two brothers every year was also enough. But later, the old lady got older and was not as efficient at work, so she was left out by the eldest brother's wife.
Wang Hongjun had no choice but to change his job and come back to take care of his parents.
His wife's family also needs to provide some subsidies occasionally. This year, with the addition of their own three children to the factory, you can imagine how heavy the burden is.
There is a saying among the people: A hemp rope tends to break at the thinnest part.
Their family was not well-off to begin with, and this operation made things even worse for them.
"He took leave recently mainly to take his wife to the city hospital. Our Feiying designated hospital cannot reimburse the medical expenses for family members. The city hospital is a bit far away, and without taking leave, he would not be able to make it in time."
Yan Jiuru asked: "How much does the surgery cost?"
"They said the surgery alone would cost nearly three hundred yuan." Other hospitalization fees, nutrition fees, etc., would add up to nearly four hundred yuan.
There are elderly people who need to take medicine and babies who are breastfeeding at home. . . . .
Yan Jiuru nodded slightly. These days, most surgeries only cost a hundred yuan, so anything that costs three hundred yuan must be a major operation.
He has also experienced the pain of being penniless.
Think about it, a few years ago, he went to get some milk-inducing food for his wife who had just given birth while he was hungry. It was at that time that he encountered such a desperate situation that he awakened his consciousness between life and death. Otherwise, he would still be farming in the village to make a living, right?
"As long as he's fine, it's fine... We only advanced him half a year's salary. He'll have no income for several months. How will he get by?"
"Well..." Director Liao and the others looked at each other, but we didn't think too much about it.
***
Nowadays, most state-owned or collective units have employee medical care.
According to regulations, Feiying Factory had to report to the local medical authority and register its employees one month after its establishment. At that time, their factory chose the Xishan Military Region Hospital as its contracted medical unit, as it had better medical standards and conditions.
Employees’ medical expenses are usually fully reimbursed and they do not need to pay a penny personally.
But there is really no such thing for the employees' families.
This is not Feiying's problem, but the system is like this. Otherwise, if family members can get free medical treatment, it will be enough to bring down a profitable business unit.
At this time, Sister Zhao from the factory union said, "Director, our factory union's funds are usually used to distribute welfare benefits during festivals and to fund activities. Why not use the union's name to provide some assistance to employees like Wang Hongjun whose families are truly in need?"
Feiying is affiliated with Institute 107 and is also a collective enterprise. According to the requirements, it must regularly allocate funds to the factory trade union at 2% of the total wages of all employees.
When there were only about twenty people in the factory, this little money was not enough to make ends meet, but now there are more than a hundred people and the wages are relatively high, so their union can really save some money to use.
Yan Jiuru: It’s just a few hundred dollars. He really wouldn’t take it from the union.
However, he still affirmed the union's suggestion. "What Sister Zhao said makes sense. When employees are in trouble, the union should step in to help. That's what they should do."
Seeing Sister Zhao smile, he continued, "That alone isn't enough. After all, the union doesn't have much money. Lao Zhu, Lao Tong, and everyone here, I'm thinking of setting aside 10,000 yuan every year as a relief fund, as a free loan to help employees whose families are in real financial difficulty.
You can apply for 500 yuan each time, and this amount will be gradually deducted from your monthly salary. This way, it won't affect your daily life. What do you think?
"Of course that's good!" Lao Zhu was the first to raise his hand. "I agree. This way, we don't have to take advance payments, and it won't be so stressful to slowly deduct wages."
Yan Jiuru did what he said and asked Assistant Ding and Accountant Hu to do the job.
***
He himself went to No. 107 Institute with the trial report and demand suggestions.
Seeing Old Wu, he pointed at the information and raised his eyebrows and said, "Director, this is not very nice of you. I don't think this request looks like the kind of vehicle that the army needs.
Please don't dig a big hole for me!"
With this request, he would never believe it even if he was beaten to death unless he went outside the earth.
Is this something a small factory like his should do? !
Even if he has a little money, he can't help doing this!
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