Li Yuanzhao frowned and thought hard, but had no clue.
"If you say that, I'm confused. So what exactly is your method?"
Fang Zhengyi smiled slightly: "Competition among workers will reduce wages, so what if we let the factory managers compete?"
"Then the wages will increase, but the problem is that they don't lack workers now!" Li Yuanzhao frowned.
Fang Zheng nodded in agreement: "Indeed, so we need to help them introduce some new things, such as culture."
"Culture?" Li Yuanzhao laughed. "Why would you need culture to do manual labor?"
"Your Highness is wrong. Culture is just a general term. The core is to increase cohesion and coordination, and ultimately it is for efficiency. A restaurant manages many servants serving tea and water. This may seem like an ordinary job, but it also requires a lot of skills. The same is true for running a factory."
"Since those factory managers are able to jump out and actively set up factories, it shows that they are all smart people in the business world, willing to take risks and have brains. They must have been aware of the management culture in their minds, but they lack a formalized theory."
Fang Zhengyi talked eloquently: "The best example right now is our Banshan Newspaper. After so many years of coordination and running-in, it has already developed its own set of methods and culture. So I plan to find a time to call all the factory managers to the newspaper office, so that I can always give them some inspiration."
Li Yuanzhao squinted his eyes and said, "I think it can be very inspiring. They can learn a lot from our overtime culture."
Fang Zheng said sternly, "Our newspaper is different from them! They are sweatshops, and we are talking about selfless dedication. How can we compare them?"
"Whatever you say is what it is! But I think your method is a bit too presumptuous." Li Yuanzhao shook his head.
Fang Zheng said, "Of course it's a little too simple, but this is just the first step. Once they get to the newspaper office, we'll have a second plan."
"During this period, I have collected a lot of information about the factories in the suburbs of Beijing. I have arranged for Dongjiao University to form a team with the newspaper staff to prepare a scoring table for each factory. This table includes many items, such as canteens, accommodation, salary and benefits, etc."
"Finally, we will give a comprehensive score and draw up a list. In the future, we will publish the rankings of all the big companies with names in the newspaper every quarter for the public's reference."
"Businessmen value their reputation the most. So... although there is no shortage of workers in the market, there are still differences in quality among workers. As competition intensifies, the best workers will gather at the top. If they want to compete and not fall behind, they should take the initiative to think about how to get to the top."
"At present, many factories have orders related to railways. It is not a problem for me to control them. I think this trend will be promoted soon."
Li Yuanzhao's eyes lit up: "Not bad! This is a good idea! If the factory directors who run illegal factories are announced by the newspapers, won't their ancestral graves be dug up in the future?"
Fang Zheng smiled.
Indeed, in this later commercial society, there is nothing to worry about in running an illegal factory because all the people involved are strangers.
But it’s different now. If a clan society has a bad reputation, it’s not just one person’s problem.
"That's right, but we also have to consider the right balance. This is to strike a balance between the factory and the workers. We must not force either side to death, otherwise it will be counterproductive."
"After all, we still have to encourage more people to set up factories and recruit workers to benefit the people."
"So, when those factory managers come to visit the newspaper office, in addition to informing them of this matter, we will also hold a meeting with them to discuss and jointly formulate the standards."
Fang Zheng paused for a moment and sighed, "In fact, I think these methods are only temporary solutions. It doesn't take much effort to exploit a person without anyone noticing."
"The problem is that technology is developing too fast, and the old backward management thinking can't keep up. People are used to suffering and don't think it's a big deal. Only those who truly realize there are better management methods can successfully change."
Li Yuanzhao's mouth slanted, and he put his hands on his waist. "So it's my method that can solve the problem? In my opinion, it's because I haven't had enough time to research. If I run a factory myself, with money and people, I might be able to research a good method in a year or two."
"I have my own experience when I was building trains. If you want to increase the speed of assembly and research and development, you need a set of strict standards and process management. Fine division of labor... In fact, I think managing a factory and building trains are the same thing."
Wow, he actually has a decent management theory!
Fang Zheng was shocked when he heard him mumbling. An idea suddenly popped up in his mind: "Yes, Your Highness is very talented and has a natural talent in this area. If Your Highness is willing to explore this management method and then summarize the experience, I can provide manpower and money to support it. This is a career for future generations of Fukuzawa."
Li Yuanzhao became excited: "Do you think I can run a factory? But the palace..."
"I'll help you fool around in the palace. His Majesty is not the same as before. Can he still send people to watch you every day?"
"That's right." Li Yuanzhao stroked his chin, his eyes rolling around, "Then what kind of factory do you think I should start?"
Fang Zheng tilted his head and thought along with him.
After a long while, he clapped his hands and said, "Don't run a factory, run a fast food restaurant instead. That thing is more convenient!"
"Fast food? What?"
Fang Zheng didn't say any more nonsense. He grabbed a piece of paper and a pen and drew a hamburger on the paper. "If you want to open a restaurant and sell food, you should sell this!"
Li Yuanzhao leaned over to look and said speechlessly, "Isn't this a hamburger? I've eaten it at your house. I want to open a factory, and you want me to open a restaurant?"
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