Chapter 158
Wang Mengmei's wages are high, but her requirements are also high.
It is not difficult to make malatang, but if you don't pay attention to the details of hygiene, problems can easily occur.
Wang Mengmei types on the computer, typing and deleting, which is both a way of studying and a way of slowly organizing the thoughts in her mind.
When I was working in a cotton spinning factory, a college student came to the factory. In the first month after he came, he started to implement some SOP, saying that the responsibilities and sequence of each position should be clearly written down, so that they can be graded for comparison. Of course, there should also be differences in wages, so that those who perform well and those who perform poorly cannot receive the same salary.
As expected, the policy could not be implemented after half a month, and the college student was transferred.
But Wang Mengmei still remembered this SOP. She bit her nails and thought about how to run the store better.
There is only one branch now, but she may open more than ten branches in the future.
She is the only one running so many stores and she definitely cannot do everything herself.
In this case, all she could do was to set down the rules and have newcomers follow them. Then she would assign a store manager to each store and hold people accountable at every level.
Wang Mengmei typed several long paragraphs on the computer interface, then became dissatisfied and deleted them.
This went on over and over again, and she became frustrated. She wondered why she was worrying so much. Now she only had one store, but she was thinking about having ten stores in the future. Who knows, there might not be more than a dozen stores in the future.
After work, Jian Feng heard his wife cooking in their daughter's study room. He did not disturb her but went to the kitchen to look for food in the refrigerator. After searching for a while, he found a bag of sausages. He cut them up and fried them, added some pickled cabbage, and paired them with a big white steamed bun. It tasted different.
Wang Mengmei was attracted by the fragrance and came out only to see her husband coming back.
"Why are you eating this? I'll make you some hot and sour soup."
It has been raining a lot in autumn recently, and my house is always cold because we don’t have heating at home.
Jian Feng fed a mouthful of sausage into Wang Mengmei's mouth: "I see you are busy, just eat something casually, don't do it."
The couple were both busy, and Jian Feng was very conscious of always eating out before coming back. Today, the person he had an appointment with released the pigeons, so he went home early.
"What's wrong? I see you've been typing away, are you having trouble practicing?"
After the two signed up, although they originally wanted to go every day, it was impossible. Wang Mengmei's store was always the busiest at night, and Jian Feng always had dinner parties at night. The two could only take time to go and teach each other when they came back.
In addition to typing, I have also started learning tabulation.
Wang Mengmei hung her head in despair: "Don't mention it. I want to make something, but I just don't have any idea."
She vaguely felt that she wanted some job operating requirements, but when she wrote it down, she always felt that it was not well written or inappropriate.
How do we quantify these things?
For example, if the vegetables are not washed clean or the meat is not fresh enough, it is often not the fault of one person alone. Whose money should be deducted then?
After listening to her, Jian Feng said thoughtfully: "Your idea is quite right..."
In fact, Wang Mengmei's dilemma is also his dilemma. The grain and oil business now has three stalls. The one on Changqing Street is the main center, which is his office, gift boxes and exhibitions. The stall on the wholesale market is still the stall left by Kong Guorong.
The warehouse is a warehouse, and the storefront is responsible for wholesale of grain and oil.
Jian Feng has as many people under him as Wang Mengmei, also more than a dozen people.
The more people there are, the more problems there are.
Coordinate communication, check and balance each other. Jian Feng has a low level of education. His source of learning in recent years, apart from the people around him, is the financial magazine that Jian Li mentioned.
Now that Wang Mengmei mentioned it, Jian Feng also wanted to discipline his subordinates.
At the very least, we should break down the positions into driver and warehouse manager, as these two positions are very critical.
The couple decided to do it after they agreed.
But if you don’t know how to do it yourself, then it’s simple. Ask someone educated about it, or refer to the systems of large companies.
But although the imagination is beautiful, the reality is right in front of us.
The two of them neither knew any educated people nor had access to large companies.
Wang Mengmei suddenly had an idea: "Don't mention it, I actually know a few educated people."
The next day, Wang Mengmei stopped Yang Nan, a college student who was about to return to school after finishing her part-time job.
"Nannan, I remember you seem to be majoring in business administration?"
Yang Nan comes from the most remote mountainous area in the province. He looks ordinary, but he has a sharp mind.
"Yes, Auntie. I'm in management, just like Zhou Pei."
Zhou Pei is another boy who also works part-time.
Wang Mengmei pulled the person aside awkwardly and said, "It's like this. Auntie has something I want to ask you now, but I don't know if it's convenient for you."
Yang Nan's mind was racing. Could it be that Wang Mengmei didn't allow her to come?
That shouldn’t be the case. Now that we have opened a branch, aren’t we short of staff?
"Auntie, please tell me. I may not be able to help, but I am willing to listen."
Yang Nan felt panicky. If Wang Mengmei really didn't want her anymore, she still had two years of college life. Where would she get the living expenses?
Fortunately, Wang Mengmei did not bring bad news, but an unexpected problem.
After hearing this, Yang Nan felt relieved and became eager to try.
Wang Mengmei: "That's it. Your uncle and I are not well educated. We wanted to find someone to ask, but we couldn't find anyone. If we asked other people about this matter, they wouldn't understand..."
Yang Nan patted his chest and assured without saying anything: "Auntie, don't worry about this. Zhou Pei and I will make a version for you first, and you can see if it is what you mean."
Yang Nan never expected that the opportunity to put his knowledge into practice would come in this way.
Wang Mengmei said gratefully: "Auntie thanks you first. Don't worry, I won't let you and Zhou Pei suffer any loss. If this is done, Auntie will pay you a salary."
When it comes to money, Yang Nan becomes even happier.
"Auntie, I promise to do it properly for you."
Her strength alone is not enough, she still has classmates.
Not only does she want to participate in such a good practical opportunity, she will also follow Wang Mengmei's implementation progress in the future!
Yang Nan happily shared the news with Zhou Pei, and the two hit it off immediately. They were both in the store on weekdays and were very familiar with the store's procedures, which greatly facilitated their work.
"But we still need to go to the branch to check the situation."
Only practice can bring true knowledge. Just looking at the main store is not comprehensive enough.
Yang Nan smiled slyly: "I have already told Auntie that we will both switch to the branch store tomorrow. We can work part-time and conduct investigations at the same time."
Zhou Pei gave a thumbs up in admiration.
For a week, both of them were immersed in this excited mood and wrote during class.
After finishing a section, the two people exchanged their works for review.
"Your score is very unreasonable. It does not take into account that meat spoils much faster in summer than in winter."
"Then divide it into quarters. Your place is not good either. The job responsibilities of employees are not clearly written."
“I think it’s pretty clear…”
The two of them were whispering to each other, not realizing that things had become quiet around them.
A figure loomed behind them, but Yang Nan and Zhou Pei were still unaware.
until--
The teacher wearing glasses picked up the notebooks of the two people, glanced at them for a few seconds, and then said, "Come to me after class."
Yang Nan became afraid: "What should we do? Will the teacher deduct our credits?"
Zhou Pei tried to remain calm and said, "No, I don't think so. We finished our homework on time, but we just didn't pay enough attention in class."
But despite saying this, the two of them still endured the ordeal until the class was over.
After most of the other students had left, Zhou Pei and Yang Nan stood by the podium, lowered their heads and admitted their mistakes.
The teacher adjusted his glasses, scolded them, and then changed the subject to ask the two people how they came up with the idea of doing this.
Yang Nan explained in a low voice that he was working part-time outside, and that this was something the owner of the shop where he worked part-time had asked him to do.
"We know the store well, so it's OK for us to try it."
What Wang Mengmei said was too general, and Yang Nan automatically understood that what Wang Mengmei needed was a long-term plan for the future of the store, so she not only made rules and regulations, but also made a plan.
Yang Nan feels that writing this is addictive.
She observed from different angles and always felt that there were many loose ends that were not sorted out.
The teacher looked at the girl with approval. Yang Nan's academic performance was good. For good students, teachers were always generous in giving them lessons.
"This is a very good example. Let me set aside a class next week. After you two have finished something related to this project, talk about it in class first. Let all the students brainstorm."
There was fear in Yang Nan's eyes.
"Teacher, I..."
"It's settled. Be prepared. The next class will be the one where you two give the lecture. We'll vote after that. You're part-timers, so you can't ruin the reputation of our school if you go out, right?"
Yang Nan suddenly felt a lot of pressure.
But when Zhou Pei heard this, he knew that the teacher was giving them two more chances.
Normally, this kind of case presentation classes usually only increase in the third year.
"Okay, teacher. We will work hard."
Before leaving, the teacher even joked: "You have to vote, so you two should think about whether you should learn from each other."
After hearing these words, Yang Nan's eyes became alert.
Although Zhou Pei was still smiling, a hint of anxiety flashed across his eyes.
He was so real just now!
If he had known it was going to be like this, he wouldn't have said so much!
The two people who had been communicating with each other very smoothly just now picked up their notebooks and ran back to the dormitory quickly after the teacher left.
Call for help!
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