Wu Changfeng had anticipated the workers' reaction.
In this era, it's acceptable to work for money.
However, you can't force them to do too much, especially by asking them to work overtime, which is simply impossible to implement.
In the past, a shout could ignite the workers' dedication, and they would work like their lives depended on it.
That's why there are all sorts of Ironman role models.
This era is no longer viable; after opening up, people have become arrogant and undisciplined.
In other words: the team is not easy to lead.
But Wu Changfeng completely ignored the workers' shouts. He had already come up with a plan and said, "For every antenna produced by any worker who works overtime at night, they will receive cash directly!"
Damn it, I'm rich, I'll bury you all alive!
With a whoosh.
The previously noisy workers were instantly dumbfounded.
What?
Direct cash payment?
No need to receive a monthly salary?
That's incredibly arrogant.
If that's the case, wouldn't we be able to bring money home every day?
At that time, my wife and children at home will no longer have to suffer while waiting for their salaries to improve their meals.
With money in my pocket, I can buy wine and meat without having to worry about my wife's attitude!
Everyone was staring intently at Wu Changfeng:
"Factory manager, do you keep your word?"
"You're serious about giving cash for working overtime tonight?"
"Don't try to frame us."
"Really? I've never seen this kind of work before."
Wu Changfeng's expression and tone were sincere and profound: "Working with me means you'll make money. If you earn even a penny less, it's because I'm incompetent!"
"We're all grown men, we mean what we say!"
"I'll leave the cash here tonight. Come and take it if you dare!"
"The more I take, the happier I am. Everyone is welcome to empty my pockets!"
The workers were excited.
They immediately stood up and clapped: "Great! Great! Then we won't hold back!"
Wu Changfeng laughed heartily: "Don't hold back, everyone. Cheer up! Here, we don't just talk slogans, we let money do the talking!"
The workers were breathing heavily; they were paid for each job they completed, and the excitement was immense.
They were all eager to make a move, determined to bankrupt Wu Changfeng.
A burst of encouragement.
The workers were full of energy and always looked up at the wall clock.
Why isn't it even night yet?!
This is driving me crazy!
In the afternoon, Wu Changfeng was drinking tea in his office.
Section Chief Liu came in and chatted for a while, announcing that Wu Changfeng's factory would be holding a meeting in a couple of days to study the directives from higher authorities.
That will take up several days of work time.
Section Chief Liu's smile was sinister, clearly indicating his displeasure at Wu Changfeng's usurpation of power over employee management.
The workers in the factory no longer care about themselves.
After figuring out this method, we can stop Wu Changfeng.
In Wu Changfeng's view, this kind of thing is optional, and can be considered a big or small matter.
The consequences of not studying the directives are severe.
But most study documents are discussed behind closed doors by the leadership team, which has nothing to do with the workers.
I came here purely to disgust myself.
He simply said, "Whatever."
If this conference can actually be held, I'll change my surname to yours!
After Section Chief Liu left triumphantly, Liu returned angrily, looking utterly resentful.
"What's wrong?"
Willow twigs threw the money in her pocket on the table: "I've never encountered anything so humiliating. I have money but can't spend it!"
Wu Changfeng remained calm and composed: "The packaging boxes weren't made?"
"You can't do it," Willow said, looking incredulous and heartbroken.
His expression said, "The county printing factory won't even do it for money!"
The willow branches then began to chatter incessantly.
It turned out that Liu Tiao went to the bank, withdrew 10,000 yuan, and rushed to the county printing factory.
After much pleading and offering a pack of cigarettes, they finally managed to get the gatekeeper to go inside.
I found the factory manager, explained the situation, and asked for his help in getting a batch of packaging boxes.
As a result, the factory director avoided the topic, only saying that various government agencies and departments now need to print too many documents.
They kept asking about Liu Tiao's personal situation.
Upon seeing that Liu Tiao was also a great beauty, her eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
He even smiled and asked to have dinner together that evening.
As a seasoned veteran, how could Liu Tiao not understand the intricacies of this matter?
I'm giving you business to do, and you're trying to pull this nonsense?
I repeatedly told the factory director not to be delusional.
The factory manager felt humiliated and declared that he would never be able to work for any state-owned printing factory in Jiangcheng City again.
Note that this refers not to Chishui County, but to the entire Jiangcheng City!
It is evident that the factory director has an extremely deep network of connections.
Liu Tiao returned dejectedly, feeling utterly frustrated.
"What do we do now? We've already promised to give Mr. Lü the packaging boxes. If we can't do it, he'll definitely keep nagging us."
Wu Changfeng held the teacup in his hand and spun it around a few times: "I think this printing factory manager is no pushover."
“If a man goes there, he will inevitably suffer severe bleeding.”
"If a woman goes, she'll also suffer a massive hemorrhage."
Willow's bright eyes were filled with confusion, but then she realized what she meant and blushed as she scolded, "You're a hooligan!"
Wu Changfeng laughed and said, "Forget it, if the printing factory can't handle it, we'll find another way."
"Do you have a solution?" Willow asked doubtfully.
"Tomorrow I'll take you somewhere. As usual, you're the daughter of a Hong Kong businessman, but you have a strong sense of patriotism."
Willow felt he was going to have to do his old job again, so he could only nod.
It was evening.
Wu Changfeng took some of the banknotes and went to the workshop.
The workshop was brightly lit at this time.
All workers are in place.
Everyone was looking at Wu Changfeng.
Wu Changfeng pulled over a table, opened his backpack, and the colorful banknotes emitted a pleasant fragrance.
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