Section Chief Zhang was thirsty after the quarrel, so he drank two jars of water in the office before coming out.
"Section Chief Zhang" Xingguo greeted with a smile.
Section Chief Zhang: "Deputy Factory Manager, if there's nothing else to do, let's go out for a meal to welcome you back."
"Thank you then." Xingguo did not refuse. This kind of communication between colleagues was still necessary. The old man gave him so much meat, which was one of the reasons why he got along so well with his colleagues on the island later.
Section Chief Zhang was very happy to see that Xingguo did not refuse. He was afraid that the newly arrived deputy director would be arrogant and not give him face.
The two of them found a small restaurant, ordered some home-cooked dishes, and a bottle of Erguotou.
Section Chief Zhang poured a glass for Xingguo and said, "Deputy Director, drink as much as you can. Don't compete with me. I'm in sales and I drink from time to time. I've developed a good drinking tolerance."
"Brother Zhang, you should be older than me. You can call me Xiao Nuo or Xingguo in private."
Section Chief Zhang chuckled. "Then I won't be polite. Privately, I'll call you Brother Xingguo. Brother, are you transferring here to be in charge of production or sales, or do you have some connections and want to take charge right away?"
"Brother Zhang, you think too highly of me. I don't have much background, so how could I possibly get promoted in one go? I might be in charge of sales in the future."
"Oh, I thought we could parachute in a factory director. At least he'd be better than that loser named Guo," Section Chief Zhang said with some regret.
The two men clinked their glasses, and Section Chief Zhang began to complain to Xingguo. Anyway, Xingguo would be his superior in the future, and he would know these things sooner or later, so it would be better for him to sell it now.
The factory's performance has been poor. Previously, wages had to rely on grants from the upper level, which barely allowed workers to have enough money to support themselves.
The higher-ups have also issued a notice that the factory will be responsible for its own profits and losses in the future, and will have to find a way to cover all the factory's expenses on its own. The factory has not received any orders, so how can it find a way to make money? The factory director is about to retire and is just idling away his time. Deputy Director Guo is a fool. He only thinks about internal fighting and the position of factory director all day long. He doesn't think about production at all. Whenever there is poor performance, he puts the blame on sales.
Section Chief Zhang has worked in sales for so many years and has the ability and connections, but the product is not good. What can he do? The factory can't pay wages, and he is also a factory employee, so he is also anxious.
Xingguo listened to Section Chief Zhang's complaints and understood the situation of the factory. He, as the deputy factory director, was faced with the dilemma of not being able to pay wages.
Section Chief Zhang said while drinking that he had drunk half a bottle of Erguotou.
"Brother Xingguo, you are an educated person. Do you think our state-owned factory can go bankrupt?" Section Chief Zhang had also heard some of the news, which was also the purpose of inviting Xingguo to dinner today.
"Many factories are experiencing the same situation as ours. Now our superiors have asked us to be responsible for our own profits and losses, which means we have to find a solution ourselves. If we can't think of a solution, what do you think we can do?" Xingguo asked in return.
"The higher-ups really don't care anymore?" Section Chief Zhang looked unwilling to believe.
"It's hard to say. Even if we manage it, can we make a profit? It's like opening a shop by ourselves. If it makes a loss, how long can you invest in it? Moreover, there are so many shops, they are like bottomless pits. Instead of investing in these hopeless shops, you might as well seize the business opportunity and open another shop." Xingguo gave Section Chief Zhang an analogy.
Section Chief Zhang sighed, "The factory director is indifferent to this matter, and Guo is still thinking about internal strife. Our factory still wants to make a profit, but he's dreaming. If it really goes bankrupt, what will we workers do?"
Xingguo shook his head and said nothing. He could say something insignificant, as anyone could see the current situation. However, Xingguo would not express his opinion on such a sensitive topic, as he did not want to give anyone a chance to criticize him.
Section Chief Zhang didn't ask any further questions, after all, the two of them were not familiar with each other.
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