Yuan Fangguo nodded gratefully to the old director, and then started talking loudly again.
"Of course, after our company takes over our hospital, we must first open a dedicated green channel for the hospital staff. We will definitely not give face to the veterans who have served the Red Flag Factory their entire lives."
"Who knows?" Someone snorted coldly from somewhere in the crowd.
The old director turned around and glared fiercely at the brute force workers behind him.
"As for this, I suggest that we set up a supervision team in our factory, and also write it down in black and white in the contract." Yuan Fangguo said calmly.
The old director nodded and motioned for him to continue.
"At the same time, as long as the Hongqi Machinery Factory is still there, the hospital will set aside 10% of its profits every year as welfare benefits for all employees. Our old comrades have toiled for the factory all their lives, and now you are all retired or about to retire. We want to create an environment for you to be well cared for and relied upon in your old age. We need to build a park nearby with all kinds of fitness equipment, and distribute benefits during festivals..." Yuan Fangguo vividly outlined a very bright future for these people.
"Can you do what you said?" Someone in the crowd questioned again. This time the old director couldn't help but nod his head. He couldn't believe the young man's one-sided words.
"My dear seniors, what I'm saying isn't just empty promises, but concrete ideas. This is one of the reasons why our company is ready to take over. Of course, Rome wasn't built in a day, and implementing my ideas will definitely require time and specific policies. As long as these policies are in place, I guarantee that within three years, I'll definitely provide everyone with a comfortable environment."
"Isn't it just land? There is plenty of land in the factory." Uncle Scar shouted loudly. This time his attitude was not as disdainful and indifferent to Yuan Fangguo as before. Instead, he consciously became a participant.
"Your idea is very good, but I'm still a little worried." The old director said with difficulty.
"You say, old senior." Yuan Fangguo said with a smile.
"What I'm worried about is not your boasting, but those damn corrupt officials who will secretly interfere."
"If the leaders at the top insist on doing this, there's nothing we can do." Yuan Fangguo smiled helplessly.
Uncle Scar snorted coldly, "Hmph, don't worry about them. If they dare to sell the hospital, I, Wang Dabing, will definitely gather two thousand strong workers in an hour to tear down their office building."
"You just do whatever you want." The old director said angrily, "Have you forgotten that I arrested you and locked you up for a week last time?"
Uncle Scar said fiercely, "Only cowards will forget. Not only I, Wang Dadan, can't forget it, but my son and my son's grandson can't forget it either. I can't avenge this, so they avenged it for me. We're having trouble making a living now, and I'm quite happy for them to lock me up. They provide me with food and shelter, so why not?"
Uncle Scar's words caused the workers around him to burst into laughter. After laughing, everyone felt even more sad. The employees of the once glorious state-owned enterprise now have to rely on this method to make a living.
Everyone's face soon became solemn.
Yuan Fangguo's mood was not very good either. Although they were employees of a state-owned enterprise, they were now even worse off than the villagers in his hometown. At least, the villagers still had their own mountains and land.
At this moment, a brand new Santana suddenly stopped.
A cold, pale face appeared from the car window, its fat trembling. "What are you doing standing there? Leave now."
"Say it again." The uncle with the scar pushed Yuan Fangguo away from him and shouted sternly.
The fat man saw that it was the man with the scar, and the fat on his face couldn't help but tremble again. He quickly ordered the driver to drive, "Wait..."
After saying this, Santana drove straight into the factory.
"It's already so late, and this bastard has only just come to work." The old director spat fiercely.
"Who is he?" Yuan Fangguo was very curious.
"Wu Jingzhong, the deputy director of the factory, is also a corrupt official who exploits his employees."
"I'm not afraid of him." Uncle Scar spoke with a sense of a green forest hero.
"Young comrade, you just said that the hospital cannot sell this piece of land. We will definitely report it to the higher authorities." The old director said seriously.
Uncle Scar originally wanted to say something, but he was unexpectedly held tightly by someone behind him, who kept giving him looks.
Uncle Scar restrained himself for a long time before he shut his mouth obediently.
"What kind of equipment is there in this hospital?" Yuan Fangguo just touched his pocket and found a pack of unopened Hongtashan cigarettes in it. He brought them with him when he went out to play yesterday.
As he spoke, he distributed Hongtashan cigarettes to these old employees.
Almost all the employees in the factory smoke. Even the one or two who don't smoke made an exception today and accepted the cigarette given by Yuan Fangguo.
Suddenly, smoke filled the air.
"CT machine."
"Electrocardiograph."
"ultrasound."
"Respirator machine"
…
Everyone was talking at once, even mentioning the existence of a large boiler.
Yuan Fangguo pondered for a moment and estimated that the equipment in this hospital was similar to that of an ordinary county-level hospital.
"What about the doctors and nurses?"
"They are all factory employees. Some have already gone out to take on work, while others who are more obedient are still staying at home, waiting for the workers' hospital to open."
By chatting with these old workers who knew the factory inside and out, Yuan Fangguo not only became closer to them, but also gained a lot of first-hand information.
When he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a noise coming from the factory gate not far away, and then seven or eight strong men ran out from inside, holding a door panel in their hands.
The old director suddenly stood up and shouted, "What's wrong?"
"Our Secretary Wen has had another heart attack." A young man said with a sad face.
"Hurry up and call a taxi. What's the point of carrying the person out?"
“All the cars in the factory are out of gas.”
"Fuck those bastards' mothers." The old director couldn't help but blurt out a curse word.
The workers' expressions became serious again.
"I have a car." Yuan Fangguo said quickly.
"Hurry, hurry, there's a car here." The old director suddenly realized something and shouted loudly.
The group of people came trotting over carrying the door panel, and Yuan Fangguo quickly opened the car door for them.
Secretary Wen, who was already in a coma, was stuffed into the back seat by everyone.
A middle-aged man wearing glasses also went in.
"Hurry, hospital."
Yuan Fangguo nodded, stepped on the accelerator, and the Crown car rushed out steadily and quickly.
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