"Since everyone agrees, we must proceed impartially," Wang Youtian pulled out a stack of papers, which they had written after consulting Fu Baoer. "This is a confidentiality agreement. Let me read it to you."
First, the fact that there were private factories in the village could not be told to anyone other than the participants and their families. If the news was leaked, the person would be subject to financial penalties after investigation. Not only would he have to hand over all his annual income, but he would also have to pay triple compensation.
If your family members are not careful with their words, then you should find a way to conceal it yourself. In short, no matter who leaks the news, they will be punished once they are found out.
Everyone had no objection to the first point. It was a matter of making money for their own family. It was too late to keep it secret, so how could they tell everyone? If others knew about it and came to have a share, then what would they earn? Besides, if there were jealous people, one report would be enough, and the team leader and secretary would be finished. It was unknown what kind of people would come next. Chen Zhifang and Wang Youtian were rare good officials, and they were all convinced.
Secondly, the wine-making workshop has just started, and the team needs to advance payment for materials, equipment, and factory buildings. We may not make any money in the first few years. Even if there is income, it must be invested first. If you are not satisfied with this, just pretend you have not been here today, and when you go back, just control your mouth and pretend you didn't know.
Wang Youtian has gained great prestige in the team in recent years, and the people he selected are all honest and trustworthy. He does not employ people he doubts, and trusts people he employs. He believes that these fellow villagers who have followed him through thick and thin for decades are reliable.
Sure enough, except for a few who hesitated for a long time, everyone else agreed. When those few people saw this situation, they were afraid of being left behind, so they all said it was no problem. Anyway, they went to work as usual, and they still got work points and food.
Chen Zhifang nodded in satisfaction. "This last point is also crucial. Captain Wang and I haven't thought it through completely yet. I'd like to ask the villagers, who will also be the elders of our brewery in the future, to give us some advice."
When everyone heard that they could make the decision, they were immediately flattered. They thought they were just here to do a job, but they didn't expect to be able to participate in major decisions.
The third point was actually proposed by Fu Baoer. People have bad natures and worry about scarcity and inequality. If no one does this, then there is nothing to say if everyone lives a hard life together. But if someone gets rich first, then someone will feel unbalanced.
The matter of the winery can be kept secret for a while, but it cannot be kept secret forever. Moreover, Fu Baoer believes that her, Chen Zhifang and Wang Youtian's original intention was to lead the entire village to prosperity. So they can't just let these thirty people participate, right?
So after consulting Shen Xiuqi, Fu Baoer suggested that these thirty people could contribute part of the capital to become small shareholders of the brewery, and then take out a portion of the factory's profits in the first few years to appease the people who did not participate in other forms.
When the winery reaches a certain scale and starts to make money, we will recruit workers and expand the scale. At that time, we will give these 30 people a certain amount of compensation from the village’s shares. To put it bluntly, we hope that everyone will give back to the village together in the first few years to avoid causing dissatisfaction among other villagers.
Some people were confused while others understood immediately. Chen Zhifang did not rush them to answer but waited patiently for them to discuss.
"Uncle, what you mean is that in the first few years, we have to give some of the money to those who don't work?"
"Why should they get paid for nothing if they don't do any work?"
"What does it mean to invest in shares? Investing money before making any money?"
Chen Zhifang asked everyone to remain calm. "Most of the money comes from the village. You can take as much as you can. The more you take, the more you'll get in the future. The less you take, the less you'll get. Everyone understands this, right? As for returning the money to the village at the end of the year, it's not for nothing. It's like an IOU from you, written by the captain and me. We'll pay it back to you when we make money later!"
This model is unfamiliar to everyone. They only know that they can’t take the money out of their pockets. “I don’t want to.”
This situation was within the expectations of Chen Zhifang and Wang Youtian. "So, I hope you can come up with an idea. The issue of shareholding can be put on hold for now. But what about the other villagers? What should we do?"
"Captain, we know you chose us because we have many strong laborers in our family who can work in the fields and in the factory. But other families are too old or too young, or they just don't have many capable people. That means they are unlucky and can't have such a good thing. How can you let us share the burden?"
Wang Youtian also knew that this matter was difficult to deal with, but fortunately Xiao Baoer came up with a solution.
"Then how about this? You'll get the same share of the dividends as you deserve, and our team will provide the village subsidies to compensate you. When the brewery gets bigger, whoever does the best job will be promoted to a small leader. You'll have considerable power, and you'll have a say in hiring and other matters."
Wang Youtian's words made these simple farmers ponder. While it didn't sound realistic, it was quite appealing. Who hasn't dreamed of working in a factory? Although their factory wasn't legal, the team leader had just mentioned that they would definitely complete the formalities when they had the chance. Who said village-run enterprises weren't part of the collective economy?
If they really succeeded in this job and made money, would the commune still be able to miss out on this wave of revenue? This was also the conclusion reached by Fu Baoer and Shen Xiuqi after their discussion. In the face of huge profits, the rules can be bent! By then, the formula will be in the hands of Qingshan Village. Maybe the higher-ups will raise it high and then let it go easily!
"Okay! We agree! But regarding the shares and stuff, I need to go back and discuss it with my family."
Others also echoed this. With these replies, Chen Zhifang and Wang Youtian were already very satisfied. They took out the confidentiality agreement and asked everyone to sign or put their fingerprints on it one by one. They repeatedly warned them not to tell anyone. After the villagers gave repeated assurances, they were released.
Chen Zhifang let out a long sigh and slumped in his chair. In fact, he was also very nervous. Many of the words and phrases were taught to them by Shen Xiuqi, such as the shareholding system and the return on investment.
By the time those involved in this matter returned home to discuss the matter, handed over the money, and signed the contract drafted by Shen Xiuqi, it was already the beginning of spring. The agricultural work on the surface of Qingshan Village was in full swing, and the private wine-making workshop was also slowly being prepared.
Fu Baoer often stood on the Daqing Mountain, overlooking the winery hidden in the mountains and forests, which was gradually taking shape. She was very satisfied. It seemed as if this place was the country she had opened up. She wanted to watch the folks here live better and better lives step by step.
One day, she will send the fine liquor with the words "Qingshan Fujiu" to all parts of the world.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
