After hanging up the phone, he shouted to the people, "I called to confirm, it's true, come in. I'll show you how to work."
The Di family members immediately perked up and carried their belongings into the factory.
After locking the door, the old man led them inside. “Our company is huge. You are the first batch of recruits, so you have to treat yourselves as owners. You can’t be lazy at work, otherwise you’ll be wasting the organization’s resources.”
"Our workplace has just been designated as a nursing home and hasn't been cleaned in a long time. We'd appreciate it if you could help us tidy it up. We also have a recruitment exam the day after tomorrow."
"Of course, the leaders will definitely inspect from time to time during this period. You've done a good job, and the leaders have noticed. Once the nursing home is open, it won't be any better than what you've done."
This old gatekeeper, although he's always on duty, is quite knowledgeable about gatekeeping.
In his daily get off work, all the leaders, big and small, would greet him and chat with him when they came to and from work. So, he unconsciously picked up some official jargon and intonation, which at least allowed him to impress the Di family from the countryside.
The Di family members nodded in agreement, their faces filled with excitement. The first batch of employees was of great significance, and they were determined to perform their best.
The old man first led them to the ordinary staff dormitory, where he opened two rooms, both with large communal beds, one for men and one for women.
After they put their things away, the old man led the people to the warehouse to collect brooms of various sizes, dustpans, mops, and rags. After assigning tasks, he said:
"Across the street from the gate is the supply and marketing cooperative, next to it is a state-run restaurant, and there are food stalls on the roadside in the morning and evening. If you go to buy things now, you will have to start work at three o'clock in the afternoon and work until seven o'clock."
"We'll get up at five o'clock tomorrow and work until ten o'clock. We'll start again at three o'clock in the afternoon, which will avoid the hottest time of the day."
"You must sweep the main road from the main entrance to the office building clean in the next two days, and also clean the office building..."
The Di family members nodded in agreement, not daring to stop, and put down their tools to go outside to buy things.
There are beds here, but nothing else; you have to fend for yourself.
In the afternoon, Old Master Zhao personally led his younger family members in a grand procession.
This time, Ke Meiyu had given prior notice, and the gatekeeper greeted them with a smile, saying, "Don't worry, Grandpa Zhao, I'll arrange some light work for them."
The Zhao family members wore smiles on their faces, but inwardly they were very disdainful. What power could a mere gatekeeper have? Why would he give them orders?
Once the nursing home is up and running, any one of their positions could fire this security guard.
Old Master Zhao waved his hand and handed the man a pack of cigarettes. “Comrade, you don’t need to take special care of them. Just arrange things for them however hard they need to work. Only in this way can the leaders see their hardworking and resilient qualities.”
The gatekeeper nodded with a smile.
It's not too far from the four compounds, but it still takes quite a while to cycle there, which is torture for people who have been living comfortably for two or three months.
Even so, they had no intention of moving out of the compound.
The security guard also led them to get tools to do the cleaning work.
"Comrade, look at us, do we look like street sweepers? This nursing home is so big, we can't just rely on a few of us to do all the work, can we?" Madam Zhao San became agitated first.
Others couldn't help but complain, saying that they could find any job that was better than this, having to sweep and clean. If the people in the compound found out, would they still be able to continue living here?
At that time, everyone will probably come to their house to see what's going on!
The gatekeeper had received general instructions from Ke Meiyu: these people must undergo labor reform, turn over a new leaf and become kind-hearted people, and he need not worry about being resented or made things difficult for himself.
Although the old man was a gatekeeper, the fact that he could stick to his post and collect a salary when the factory had been shut down and everyone else had gone home to wait shows that he was definitely not an ordinary person as people thought.
He calmly waited until everyone finished complaining, and when they looked at him defiantly, he said, "Oh, so you don't want to work here?"
"Of course, I knew the old man wasn't that kind-hearted, willing to pull strings to find us jobs. So he's teaming up with outsiders to play us for fools?"
The group seemed to have just realized what was happening, and they were so angry that they stomped their feet. It turned out that they had been deluding themselves from the very beginning.
In fact, from the moment the old man decided to return to Beijing, he never consulted them or expressed any intention for them to follow him. It was they who felt that the old man should beg them to take care of him in his old age and see him off in his final days, taking them too seriously.
Now that this nursing home has been established, just from listening to the old man's few words, they vaguely understand that the old man wants to spend his retirement here!
In that case, wouldn't the organization take back the house?
Where will these descendants of the Zhao family live?
If they find jobs on their own, it will definitely take them a year and a half to become a permanent employee. Only after becoming a permanent employee will they be eligible to apply for employee dormitories. If they are allocated housing, then there is really no hope!
"Hmph, I won't work here. It's better to be a factory worker than to stay here and be humiliated!"
"I've never been treated like this since I was born. Zhao Laosan, your father is really something, he can't stand up to the younger generation..."
The group walked out angrily, clearly not intending to stay and work.
The old gatekeeper stood there for a dozen steps before shouting at the top of his lungs, "If you're not going to work here, then go back and pay the penalty for breach of contract."
"The three-day deadline has passed. After that, our company will choose to pursue legal action."
The Zhao family couldn't take the first step.
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