Chapter 62 Give it a try
President Yuan immediately took out a piece of paper and a pen, and looked at her seriously like a primary school student, listening attentively and waiting for her to take notes.
Being treated so seriously by him, An Zhixia didn't dare to speak casually, "The employees in the commune are all formally employed. How well they complete their work will not affect their wages and benefits. Then who is willing to do more work?
A negative work attitude will have a huge impact and permeate every aspect of the commune. How can we pursue positive progress? Moreover, if everyone's mind is not on work, there will be more free time, and there will be more friction between people. A disunited group will not achieve much breakthrough.
People are confined in a palm-sized office, with a narrow vision and disconnected from the outside world. They regard even the smallest achievement as a small achievement. It is really pitiful and sad.
If we want to cure it, we must fully mobilize their enthusiasm, improve work efficiency, spend their minds on work, and go out often to broaden their horizons and experience. I believe that with unity, our commune will definitely surpass other communes. "
President Yuan nodded repeatedly and said helplessly, "I've thought about this problem too. Everyone is not active in their work. Every day they either find excuses to go out or secretly do private work in class, just waiting for work to come to them. They never take the initiative to do anything. There are more than one or two people who live like this!
We have also organized everyone to go out for visits and study, but the results were minimal.
There are only two ways to motivate them: promotion and salary increase, but I, a commander without any troops, cannot achieve either of these for them."
An Zhixia pursed her lips and smiled, the luster in her eyes was like a sky full of stars: "I don't know how to get promoted, after all, everyone has their own job, but I can try to increase the salary. Isn't it just about making money? We have mountains and rivers, and abundant raw materials, so why are we afraid of not having money?"
President Yuan half stood up on the table with some excitement, took a deep breath and rubbed his face bitterly: "I'm sorry to make you laugh. There are too many problems left over in our commune, and we are slow to act. In the past, a comrade copied the successful methods of another commune, but in the end, nothing came of it. After he left, he brought the methods to his current commune and achieved great success. In just one year, he went from a small clerk to the director. I heard that he will have a chance to compete for the vice president next year."
"So, this is the second question I mentioned," An Zhixia picked up the teacup and took a sip. The commune's money was used for face-saving projects. The tea that the president served to guests should have been mid-range in the 1970s, but in her opinion it tasted rough, the aroma was not mellow enough, and the tea soup was turbid.
"If you want to reverse the current disadvantage, let me build an agricultural and sideline factory and completely separate from the commune."
"What you mean is," President Yuan was stunned.
"The economy and rights of the agricultural and sideline products factory are independent from the commune, but it is still a major industry of the commune. In this way, I will not be involved in the mud and water, and I can make money for you in a big way. However, I have a condition," An Zhixia raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"Say," he calculated in his mind. Anyway, the commune didn't have much money to give her to run the factory. How much could the loss be? As for manpower, the commune had no shortage of idle people. She could take whoever she liked. The commune couldn't give up and stop trying because of repeated failures.
Didn't Xiahua also stumble and find a way to benefit the people over thousands of years of history? Why did their commune shrink back?
"I will make the accounts of the agricultural and sideline products factory transparent to you. You can personally check and inquire about the income and expenditure. However, you must write a detailed report on where the factory's profits are used, including the significance of the project, the investigation, the prospects, the implementation method and the expected results. As long as the report is truthful, I will definitely support it.
I don't want to earn money with my hard work only to have it go into someone else's pocket." An Zhixia always likes to deal with villains first and gentlemen later to avoid subsequent troubles.
"As it should be. This is the property of the commune and cannot be used as a means for certain people to make money," President Yuan responded.
"Are you really relieved? I am only eighteen years old," she pointed at her nose and said, "I have just come of age. I have been studying all the time, but I have no social experience. Aren't you afraid that I will make trouble again?"
"It's not as bad as it is now, so why not let you have a try?" President Yuan thought very openly, and went back to the table to write various letters of introduction. It's not easy to open a factory, and you have to report to the higher authorities one by one. "By the way, what exactly does an agricultural and sideline factory do?"
An Zhixia thought for a moment and said, "Chicken farm, let's start with a chicken farm. Raising chickens doesn't require a lot of investment, and now that the weather is getting warmer, we can raise chickens in the mountains and forests, using stones and straw to build nests. The snails, earthworms, grasshoppers, etc. that the children catch can also be counted as work points."
"This," President Yuan hesitated, "My child, raising livestock is not easy. Even the provincial breeding factories are running with fear, fearing that a plague will burn the livestock. Otherwise, chicken farms, duck farms and pig farms will be everywhere, right?"
An Zhixia shrugged, "Then just treat it as a joke."
President Yuan was stunned for a moment, then he pointed at her and shook his head with a smile: "Child, I didn't say I wouldn't let you do it. Okay, since I've asked you to do it, I have to trust you. I'll have someone help you with the formalities, and you can go back and choose the place and the people.
As for the funding, it’s only 200 yuan,” he said a little embarrassedly, “Don’t think it’s too little, you can start on a smaller scale in the early stage and then expand it slowly in the future.”
An Zhixia nodded, "Okay, do it as soon as possible."
After leaving the president's office, she took the note and went to the Human Resources Department.
"Pah, pah, Comrade Xiao An was beaten back?" Sister Liu grabbed a handful of melon seeds and ate them leisurely, shaking her head and sneering, "It seems that you are not that good-looking, and you are not even looked at differently."
The commune office building was so small that people were idle and couldn't help but stir up trouble. If someone coughed, the people below would know immediately. The news spread very quickly. They naturally knew that President Yuan had asked An Zhixia to talk.
Secretary Wang looked at An Zhixia with pity and comforted her, "Don't listen to her sour words. When gods fight, mortals suffer. President Yuan has only been in office for a few days, and the leadership team has been adjusted. It's normal for a temporary worker like you to come and go.
But don't be discouraged, there will be many opportunities in the future. If you trust me, I will keep an eye out for you."
"Hey, Xiao Wang, you can tell from her appearance that she is not someone who will settle down peacefully. Aren't you afraid of provoking her and ending up marrying a troublemaker?"
An Zhixia listened to them talking more and more outrageously. Her pretty face turned cold. Her slender fingers, which had no chilblains, bent and slammed the table fiercely. "Hurry up and get all the personnel files of the commune to me. Don't make me say it again!"
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