But the fees from five or six articles combined add up to quite a bit. It's enough to make anyone envious.
Of course, what people were most envious of was that sum of over 20,000 yuan! At the time, this was an enormous sum that exceeded people's imagination.
More and more matchmakers entered the Xing family's gates, and more and more relatives and friends came in financial difficulty. Even distant relatives appeared before Xing Baohua.
Sometimes it really annoyed Xing Baohua, and this guy would just dump all his troubles on his father. This shield was thick enough to leave his father speechless with bitterness.
His father's savings had been completely wiped out by saving face. Mr. Xing had tried many times to ask Xing Baohua for money, but couldn't bring himself to do so. After all, Xing Baohua wasn't married, and his father was responsible for the social obligations. This whole situation was just too cleverly orchestrated.
Xing Baohua had no choice but to avoid going home. Since the workshop was busy, he stayed in the single dormitory.
There are almost no single rooms in the dormitory for single employees. So many couples are crammed in here! Even the larger rooms can be divided into two or three single rooms. Not to mention the single employees, there are usually five or six people sharing a room.
Back then, houses were generally small, which was probably related to the heating system.
This summer! It's not just the heat that's unbearable, but also the torment to our ears and minds.
In Xing Baohua's single dormitory building, after 9:30 pm, there was a sound that definitely made people's minds wander. The sound was like a muffled groan deliberately suppressed, as if someone was being choked.
That's not all, but that creaking sound is just too agonizing and unbearable.
There are many people, and the rhythm of the whole building is different, which makes it very difficult for those single young people. If they had the choice, who would live here!
Xing Baohua had no choice; his hot-blooded nature combined with the sweltering heat made things even worse.
Sun Changjie returned from the provincial capital.
The three of them discussed things in their small apartment and came up with a preliminary plan and target, but it would still take time to implement it.
The most urgent task is to get Xing Baohua to assemble the computer parts that Zhang Taoming brought back from the south, and then convert the goods into cash.
The goods haven't arrived yet; I'll have to wait a while longer. The post office isn't as fast as I expected.
Before we knew it, the calculator production had reached the point where it was time to go online.
Production will start tomorrow, and the factory's main leaders will be coming to visit. I expect most of the morning will be spent giving presentations.
There's no way around it; it's a ritual. We also have to hang banners, write encouraging words, and so on.
Before leaving get off work today, Xing Baohua and his two deputies gave a pep talk to the workers.
Xing Baohua and Hou Liwei spoke very little; most of the speech was given by Deputy Director Hong Mingliang. His words were vivid, inspiring, and like encouragement for those preparing to go to the front lines. However, this style is also a characteristic of this era.
Xing Baohua said to Hou Liwei, who was standing next to him, "It's going live tomorrow. How's the training for your quality control team going? Don't let anything go wrong."
"You don't need to worry about that. I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong." Hou Liwei's face didn't change, but he glanced at Xing Baohua sideways and said arrogantly.
“I’m afraid you can’t handle the responsibility! Quality is the key, and we shouldn’t let our personal grudges affect our work,” Xing Baohua said.
"You're just afraid the quality won't meet standards, so you're begging me to let you off the hook? Let me tell you! No way!" Hou Liwei said with a sneer.
"You're overthinking it. Just make sure you control the quality. I'm just worried that you'll let me off the hook and allow substandard products to leave the factory. That would be a real joke." Xing Baohua still doesn't understand Hou Liwei's vengeful nature. Being strict is actually a good thing. He's just afraid that Hou Liwei will do something that hurts both sides.
If a batch of defective goods is actually shipped out, the workshop director will ultimately be held accountable.
So I gave Hou Liwei a heads-up. Unfortunately, he didn't appreciate it at all, and didn't even listen to what I said.
Xing Baohua shook his head slightly in resignation. The meeting was over, and everyone was off work, but the production team leaders had to stay behind.
After the system goes live tomorrow, each team will be assigned tasks, working in three shifts: day shift, night shift, and evening shift. Team leaders need to plan the personnel arrangements and assign each person to a specific position.
Xing Baohua did want to establish some rules and regulations, but unfortunately, he didn't have the final say.
The existing rules and regulations have been in place for a long time, and any changes would require a large-scale meeting to discuss them.
It would require factory leaders, department heads, the labor union, and worker representatives to study each point carefully and discuss it repeatedly. That would be even more troublesome, and Xing Baohua didn't have the authority to mobilize them.
Xing Baohua, Liu Quan, and Xu Shuai were leaving work together when Xing Baohua noticed a pile of boxes and asked Liu Quan, "What's in those boxes? Why don't you move them aside and hide them? It looks so messy!"
Liu Quan said, "Oh! Those were circuit boards that were damaged during training. We'll unsolder the electrical components later, and the boards and some components will still be usable."
"From now on, any boards with problems like this must be labeled with a tag. Otherwise, if they get mixed up and are produced as good boards, it will be a huge problem. You stay here and sort them out and handle them properly," Xing Baohua instructed.
Following Xing Baohua's instructions, Liu Quan patched up the damaged board, moved it to the side of the duty office, and placed it there. He then found a large cardboard box, disassembled it into cardboard pieces, and covered it with the cardboard.
No one expected that Hong Mingliang, the deputy director who was the last to leave the workshop, would move the boxes back to the warehouse.
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