"If you don't want to come to Shanghai in the future, don't come. I won't force you. You have been with me for so many years, and you have made both contributions and hard work. It's just that you don't have a family, otherwise I would have let you go back and reunited with your family long ago." Huang Wanzhen said again.
Xiulan couldn't hold it in any longer and cried out, "Mm-mmm, you are my relative."
Huang Wanzhen sighed, "I also want to give you a home, but in my house, you will be wronged. No matter how big someone else's roof is, it's not as good as having your own umbrella. You should buy your own house, even if it's a little smaller, it doesn't matter."
"When we get back to Beijing, I'll take you to the Public Security Bureau to register your household registration. This is a new society, and the slave system has long been abolished. We are now in an employment relationship, and you have an independent personality. Don't call me your mother. Even if I make you uncomfortable, you have the right to speak up."
Huang Wanzhen, who wanted to rest for a few more days, sent Huang Dongshi to Dong Yuzhuo on the second day of the New Year, and then went to Jixiang Hall on Father Lao Road.
He first checked the accounts and then wrote a plan. After Lin Zexin came to work on the seventh day of the first lunar month, he gave the plan to her and took Xiulan, Xiuqing and Huang Dachui back to Beijing.
Because the round-trip fare was too high, Hongye and Suisui did not return to their hometown for the New Year. Huang Wanzhen bought them a lot of food for the New Year in Shanghai. After giving it to them, she went to Jixiangtang to check. The shop was empty and there was not a single customer. After asking Gao Zhixiang and finding out that there was nothing wrong, Huang Wanzhen returned to the backyard of Pigeon Hutong and stayed there for a week. She only went out to school after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.
"Mr. Huang, the Lantern Festival was celebrated two days ago and the streets were very lively. There were red lanterns everywhere and the streets were full of people. Our shop sold a lot of things, and the most popular ones were perfumes and lipsticks." Gao Zhixiang reported the situation in the shop to Huang Wanzhen while chatting and laughing.
Huang Wanzhen smiled and nodded. "Very good. You've been here for almost half a year. I'll ask Lawyer Cao to redraft a new contract."
Afterwards, Huang Wanzhen went to find Song Wenyin and discussed with her that Gao Zhixiang worked hard, and now it has been almost half a year, and his probation period should be over, so he should be given a formal contract. At the same time, they also need to discuss the issue of salary and benefits, and whether to increase it.
Song Wenyin was always generous with useful people. When Huang Wanzhen mentioned the salary issue, she immediately said, "Then give him a 20% salary increase. A larger increase this time, and then give him a salary increase every year. It will be calculated based on our profit report. The increase will be based on the amount he gets."
Huang Wanzhen didn't have much objection. She just briefly mentioned the matter of the flower border factory. She wanted to single it out and give Gao Zhixiang some dividends.
"If we really build up the factory, it will be a lot of work. We can't handle it both of us. We can let Gao Zhixiang take charge of that part and give him some dividends so that he can do his best."
Song Wenyin pondered it in her mind, then nodded and agreed, "Okay."
Huang Wanzhen first talked to Gao Zhixiang about his current salary and salary increase opportunities. Seeing that Gao Zhixiang had no objection, she began to paint a big picture for Gao Zhixiang and talked about the Kaihuabian factory.
"I've discussed this with Director Song. We'll open the lace factory separately and not be part of the Buteford Company. Director Song will handle the formalities and we'll cover the expenses. You'll set up a team of lace workers and manage it later on. Even if you invest in it through management, you'll still get 10% of the dividends every year!"
Gao Zhixiang's whole demeanor changed after hearing what he said. The previous blow he had suffered because of his mother was completely wiped out. His back was straight, and a fiery light danced in his eyes. It seemed as if he had endless energy and was ready to throw himself into new challenges at any time. "Don't worry, Mr. Huang, I will definitely build a beautiful lace-making team."
Huang Wanzhen smiled, "Oh? You look so confident, do you have an idea already? Tell me."
Gao Zhixiang had thought about the difficulties and solutions long before Huang Wanzhen brought back two lace embroidery masters from Shanghai. However, Huang Wanzhen never assigned him any tasks, so he could only wait quietly. He thought that if Huang Wanzhen found someone else to form a lace embroidery team, he wouldn't have to interfere.
As expected, opportunities always come to those who are prepared. The company’s previous products are already mature, and it is not impossible to dig deeper, but even if there is growth, the results will be slow.
This lace factory was different. He didn't have to put out any money, yet he could get a 10% dividend. As long as he managed it well, and built it from scratch, the results would be obvious. Thinking of this, Gao Zhixiang seemed to see his savings soaring.
"Speaking of which, it was Mr. Huang who gave me the inspiration. Back in Shanghai, I saw our company's recruitment poster outside a school. I thought of taking two female workers to visit the girls' schools in Beijing. March and April are the time when graduates are looking for jobs, and female students learn much faster than illiterate women. If we teach them a skill to earn money and support their families for free, I'm sure there will be a lot of applicants."
Huang Wanzhen nodded and added, "To prevent them from working for others after they finish their training, we must sign a training and technical agreement. This means that after they finish their training, they must work for us. If they leak their skills to others, they will have to compensate us for the losses. It's best to set a high compensation amount."
Gao Zhixiang nodded hurriedly, "I understand. I promise to complete the task."
Leaving the matter to Gao Zhixiang, Huang Wanzhen went about her own business step by step. Since joining Mr. Fan's salon, Huang Wanzhen has developed the habit of making time to attend it whether she is free or not.
This time, Huang Wanzhen went to Mr. Fan's salon and met Mr. Fan's son Fan Hengming. This was the first time Huang Wanzhen knew that Mr. Fan and Mrs. Fan had such a big son.
Fan Hengming was wearing a dark suit and a snow-white shirt. His hair was shiny and smooth, and a faint smile played on the corner of his mouth. "Hello, Mr. Huang, I've heard a lot about you."
After Mr. Fan introduced the two, Fan Hengming extended his hand, and Huang Wanzhen smiled and shook it. "Hello, Mr. Fan."
Mrs. Fan smiled and said, "That's quite a fresh name."
Huang Wanzhen was afraid that she would misunderstand him as Meng Lang, so she quickly explained, "Both Mr. Fan are here, and it's easy to get confused if we both call them Mr. Fan."
Mrs. Fan smiled and took her hand. "Then call her Brother Fan. He's a few years older than you, so it makes sense."
Huang Wanzhen agreed, greeted Fan Hengming again, and was pulled aside by Mrs. Fan to chat.
"I'm a senior at Aurora University, about to graduate. I should be looking for a job, but things are not peaceful right now. The Northern Expedition has already captured Hangzhou and pacified the entire province of Zhejiang. I guess Shanghai will be next. We ordinary people don't need to get involved and die. There's no point in dying."
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