"The newcomers all have good qualifications and are not even interested in two taels! Moreover, a private school teacher with the status of a scholar in the capital also earns two taels a month, which is much more leisurely than ours... How about raising the salary?"
"Tsk, what benefits do we have? Free library plus writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones, birthday gifts for holidays, and their work experience, how much money do we have to save in a year?" Fang Zheng shook his head vigorously, "It can't be increased, it can't be increased."
"You can't be soft-hearted when managing people. It's human nature for reporters to ask for a pay raise. That's how they think. But what to do will test your wisdom." Fang Zhengyi said calmly, "There's more than one newspaper in Beijing. If I raise the salary, what will others do? We also have to consider whether our peers can afford it. Doing things recklessly will not contribute to society and will only harm it."
"Yes, yes, yes." Xie Xian said with a wry smile.
"But the newcomer's family background is really not ordinary, and he is also arrogant. He privately told the old reporter that we have so much advertising fees, and it is exploitative to only give us two taels a month. What if the matter gets out of hand in the future?"
Fang Zhengyi sneered: "What the hell? Exploitation? We are doing business, not gangsters who force people to do things against their will. As long as it is a legitimate business, there will be no exploitation."
"It's not that the poor ones are right. Why did they lock the door of the newspaper office and not let them leave? Can't they find other places to make a living? If they leave the newspaper office, they will die. Why should I pay them wages? Isn't it enough for the employees to have something to eat?"
"I've never heard of anyone who works for others and then cries out that he's being exploited and refuses to leave. If they're not being servile, then they're just taking advantage of their numbers to bully us, a disadvantaged group!" Fang Zheng slammed the table in anger.
"Ah?" Xie Xian was dazed for a moment.
I am the vulnerable group? I was bullied by my employees!
"Then what should we do, if there really is a commotion?"
"If they make a fuss, they will get a pay raise! Do you even need to ask me this? Business is a game in itself, and the relationship between employers and employees is also a game. We are afraid of them making a fuss. Why should they get a pay raise if they don't make a fuss? If the journalists want to fight for their interests, they have to unite to fight against us. All the small vendors doing business outside are in a difficult situation. It's not easy for them to survive. They can get a pay raise just by talking. It's not that easy."
"If you want to play a game with them, your responsibility is to stop them from uniting and causing trouble. It's that simple." After saying that, Fang Zhengyi took another sip of tea.
Xie Xian asked tentatively: "Master, how about you go and give them another lesson...?"
"Don't go, don't go. You're just making empty promises. Just go."
Fang Zhengyi spread out his hands and said, "Draw up a list of names for the new employees and tell them individually that the people on the list are carefully selected by the Crown Prince. They are the most promising scholars. Motivate them in various ways and try to turn their demands into performance."
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"What about the old employees? First, put pressure on them to death, so that they are at risk of losing their jobs at any time. Those who have houses, wives and children will be given priority. When they can no longer bear the pressure, give them some benefits in person, so that they will rely on you and know that you are in the same group. Then, give the capable new employees a raise in private, and defeat them one by one. In this way, won't it be easy to deal with the low-level employees?"
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"The key to management is to relax and work hard at the same time. Just do it. If you don't understand, come and ask me."
Xie Xian was impressed after hearing this. Although Fang Zhengyi's words were harsh, the treatment of reporters in the future would definitely not be bad. The master was a man who was willing to share the money, so he probably thought it was not the right time yet.
But at this moment, someone outside the door brought a piece of wood.
Fang Zhengyi pointed at the door and said with a smile: "The things are here. I have something important to tell you today."
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