After arriving at the office, Jia Dongsheng followed Fang Zhuo and walked straight in.
The room was filled with mist and smelled of cigarette smoke.
If you light a match in the house, it may explode if you are not careful.
Walking behind, Jia Dongsheng noticed this situation and did not close the door to disperse the smoke.
Yang Weimin and Li Huaide were smoking with sad faces, watching them come in without saying a word.
They didn't say anything, Fang Zhuo didn't dare to say anything, and Jia Dongsheng had no right to speak.
Not long after, the kitchen managers from other canteens came one after another, and the last one to arrive was Sha Zhu.
The kid walked slowly and leisurely behind, which made Fang Zhuo, who was guarding the door, very anxious.
"I say, Silly Zhu, can you hurry up? I'm waiting for you."
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He agreed, but his pace was still slow, and he was still mumbling: "Hey, Lao Fang, what's the matter? Why did you call me here in such a hurry? Did you know that our kitchen is busy making dumplings?"
"Hurry up, please."
Fang Zhuo didn't have the time to argue with him. He took two steps forward, grabbed Sha Zhu and went into the office.
"Hey, you're pulling me to do it..."
Sha Zhu was about to yell in dissatisfaction, but he found that the room was already full of people, and factory leaders such as Yang Weimin and Li Huaide were all there. Although Sha Zhu's brain could sometimes be stubborn, he was not ignorant.
With such a big event, how could it be a small matter?
He immediately shut his mouth quietly, glanced at the crowd, and saw Jia Dongsheng. Then his eyes lit up and he quietly came over.
"What's the matter?" Sha Zhu nudged Jia Dongsheng and asked quietly.
"The workers in the factory are on strike. Stop talking and listen to what the factory director wants us to do."
Then, Jia Dongsheng turned his gaze to Yang Weimin, Li Huaide and others, but his mind was still on the idea that had popped up in his mind before.
If the workers were causing trouble, going on strike, and besieging the administrative building simply because they couldn't make a living, it would be an exaggeration to say the least.
Normally, when workers express their dissatisfaction, the news spreads that the kitchen is preparing food and that they will be able to eat it in two days.
Ordinarily, this would be enough for the workers to suppress their discontent.
However, the situation has been getting worse day by day for five consecutive days. The administrative building has been surrounded this morning. If the workers cannot eat dumplings at noon, Jia Dongsheng has no doubt that they will probably storm the administrative building.
No matter how you look at it or think about it, this is not a normal development!
If there were spies behind the scenes acting and inciting, then this matter would be much clearer and more reasonable.
Some people do not want workers' dissatisfaction to be suppressed, but instead want to stir up greater dissatisfaction and create contradictions and conflicts.
However, although Jia Dongsheng thought so, he had no evidence.
Can you say something without any evidence?
With a soft bang, Yang Weimin slapped the table, drawing everyone's attention. He looked at the eight chefs in the back kitchen with a penetrating gaze and asked, "How are the dumplings coming along? How many have you made? Please report, starting with Canteen No. 1."
"All 50,000 dumplings have been wrapped."
Jia Dongsheng spoke without hesitation.
Little did he know that his words shocked the kitchen supervisors of the other seven canteens so much that they were speechless. They all turned to look at him in surprise, with a look of "how did you do that?"
Facing everyone's gaze, Jia Dongsheng just smiled slightly, nodded, and then regained his composure.
Could he tell others that Canteen No. 1 finished so quickly because he didn’t get tired of rolling the dumpling wrappers?
Yang Weimin was very satisfied with Jia Dongsheng's words. He even thought that Fang Zhuo just didn't understand the real situation in the kitchen. This could obviously be done, so why did he say that the workers would not be able to have a full meal of dumplings tomorrow, not to mention today?
"It seems that replacing Fang Zhuo with Jia Dongsheng was the right choice."
Thinking this in his mind, he turned his gaze to the next person, hoping to get a more satisfactory answer.
Unfortunately, none of the seven answers that followed could satisfy him.
Canteen No. 2 has more than 63,000 dumplings, Canteen No. 3 has 64,000, Canteen No. 4 has 61,000... Canteen No. 7 has 38,000, and Canteen No. 8 has 39,000.
The dumplings sold by the seven canteens totaled just over 400,000 yuan. Including Jia Dongsheng’s No. 1 canteen, the final total was less than 500,000 yuan.
Yang Weimin's face darkened when he heard the number of dumplings in Canteen No. 2. After that, every time he reported from each canteen, his face would get darker, until it was completely black like the bottom of a pot.
He had just listened to Fang Zhuo's report. Canteen No. 1 was the smallest, and Canteens No. 8 and No. 9 were not yet fully staffed, so the task was to make 50,000 dumplings. According to the deadline for today's task and the standard of putting them in the pot tomorrow, the completion rate was acceptable.
However, the number of tasks completed by the five canteens, 2, 3, 4, 5 and 6, is far less than the total number of tasks.
That's not a little bit off.
The average dumpling task is 110,000, but only just over half of it has been completed. The gap is too big.
The five canteens, No. 2, No. 3, No. 4, No. 5 and No. 6, are the largest canteens in the steel rolling mill and also the canteens with the largest number of people in the kitchen.
In theory, if there are more people in the kitchen, more tasks should be assigned to them and the completion rate should be faster. After all, there is strength in numbers, which is a wise saying summed up by a great man.
However, this wise saying has no effect at their steel rolling mill. What does this mean?
Yang Weimin's gaze instantly shifted to Fang Zhuo, which showed that Fang Zhuo, as the canteen director, was not capable enough and had failed to set a good example.
Then he focused his attention on Jia Dongsheng, which was a clear manifestation of whether a person was capable enough.
The tasks in other canteens were not completed at all, and some were only 60% to 70% completed. Such performance further demonstrated Jia Dongsheng's work ability.
Jia Dongsheng noticed that Yang Weimin was looking at him, and he felt confused for a moment, but he remained calm and waited for the development of the situation.
"Deputy Director Li, you're in charge of the cafeteria. Could you please tell me what we should do about this situation?"
This sentence is almost like saying that the workers surrounded the administrative building because of your canteen department's inaction. Otherwise, the workers would have been fired long ago and there wouldn't be such a big fuss.
Li Huaide understood what was meant and almost burst into curses. You didn't even tell him when you gave him the task. Now that something has happened, you want to push the blame on him. You must be blind.
However, no matter how dissatisfied he was in his heart, he could not fail to give face to Director Yang in front of so many people.
After all, Yang Weimin is the boss and he is just the second in command.
If you feel any grievances, you can only bear it for now.
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