"Xiao Song, thank you for your hard work these past few days. Not only have you been keeping a close eye on the progress of the factory, but you will also have to cooperate with the families in the future."
These offices will definitely be busy these next few days. Everyone must do their best to answer their questions and, ideally, persuade them to attend literacy classes.
Song Qing was drinking water from an enamel mug when she heard Director Zhang's words and quickly nodded. Zhao Qin was also standing beside her. Although she was a little shy and not good at communicating with people, she talked more today than she had in the past few days combined.
The family members were so enthusiastic that even though Song Qing was leading the way, she still got hoarse from talking so much.
"Once our factory is up and running, everyone's morale will definitely improve, and we women will have more confidence when we have jobs."
Director Zhang has been very pleased with herself lately, and all her work is progressing steadily. She goes to the entrance of the camp every day to check on the factory, which was set up by the women in her family compound.
"I'm going to talk to your factory manager, Mr. Shen, about something. You guys keep going."
After Director Zhang left, Song Qing and Zhao Qin planned to return to their temporary office. The original staff in the Women's Federation office were all busy with their work. After all, they wouldn't be working in the same unit anymore, so they felt a little awkward standing there.
"Song Qing, Zhao Qin, you're here. Someone come with me to the state-owned cotton mill."
Zhang Hongsheng brought Wu Xiu to the office to find them. They had finally managed to arrange a jeep from the military region to take someone to the state-owned cotton mill for training.
"The state-owned cotton mill?" Both of them were very surprised, as they hadn't been told they were going to the state-owned cotton mill.
The state-owned cotton mill was in the next city, and it would take several hours to get there and back by car.
"There are five roving machines over there that we don't need, and we'd like to give them to our textile factory. Factory Manager Shen wants you to go and take a look."
The state-owned cotton mill said that roving machines are a rare commodity in Beijing, and many textile factories are queuing up to get their hands on this new model. They have five extra units in this batch, and they will send them over if the textile factories want them, and otherwise they will sell them to other factories.
Each of these machines costs eight or nine hundred yuan, which adds up to a huge sum of money. In addition to bringing the accountant, Factory Manager Shen also wanted to bring two technicians to take a look.
"The factory manager said that you may need to work with the state-owned cotton mill in the future, and he wants you to get familiar with it as soon as possible."
Zhang Hongsheng stopped arguing and pulled Song Qing, who was still clueless, outside.
"Zhao Qin, you've all worked hard today."
Wu Xiu also serves as a team leader in the family factory, spending more time at the factory than in the office.
After Director Zhang posted the message, even their factory was in an uproar, not to mention here. They probably spent the whole day dealing with it.
Zhao Qin smiled sheepishly and quickly returned to the office next door.
"Those two are the stars of our residential compound now. Everyone comes to them to ask about the textile factory."
Yang Caiyun was a veteran in the Women's Federation office. With such a large factory in the family compound, she thought Director Zhang would transfer her to take charge, but unexpectedly, several new people were brought in.
Everyone envies the work in the Women's Federation office, thinking that their salary is stable and their work is easy, better than the jobs in the family factory. But that's not the case.
In such a large residential compound, people often come to the Women's Federation to seek justice for even the smallest things that happen.
In addition to handling disputes among family members, she also had to take care of those family members in need. The Women's Federation office would also notify her of any arrangements made by the military region. She did all the work, but her salary was less than that of the factory.
The family-run factory mainly produces daily necessities, and its profits are average, barely enough to keep it running. The wages of ordinary workers are 20 yuan, while the wages of women's federation staff are 18 yuan. It seems like only two yuan more, but in reality, they also receive bonuses at the end of the year and are given out the products produced in the factory regularly.
They also receive more gifts on holidays than their colleagues. The textile factory is booming now, and its future profits are sure to be good. Their wages will definitely be higher than those at their current family-run factory, and the promotion opportunities there are better than in the office.
The staff in the Women's Federation office has long been stable. The leaders at the top can continue to work for a long time. Since no one retires, no one at the bottom can be promoted. The small salary increase based on years of service is practically non-existent.
Yang Caiyun's family situation was rather complicated. She wanted to save more of her salary, and the textile factory was run by her direct supervisor. Everyone thought that Director Zhang would select someone from his office to be in charge, but unexpectedly, he found two strangers.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She slammed the notebook shut. Wu Xiu and Yang Caiyun were old acquaintances, and seeing her expression, she knew her old friend was unhappy. She quickly poured her a glass of water.
"Everyone knows that your office work is busy, and Director Zhang doesn't want to trouble you any more. Unlike us, who are like old donkeys pulling a millstone, we are only paid one salary for doing two jobs."
"Pah, you're getting a good deal and then acting innocent. If Director Zhang wanted us, we'd be happy to do it. If you really don't want to do it, go talk to Director Zhang."
"Oh, I just envy you guys. The factory manager didn't tell us clearly whether we'll be working in the textile factory or continuing to work in the daily necessities factory."
Wu Xiu felt a little depressed when she heard this. They were from the daily necessities factory and were now jointly responsible for the work of the textile factory. However, the leaders had not made it clear that they would transfer their personnel files. If they were asked to return to their original positions after the work was finished, then all their joy would be for nothing.
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Zhou Lian was finally discharged from the hospital after more than ten days, and Xiao Liu was also taken home to be cared for.
The doctor said her sixth child was macrosomic and that she needed to be careful. The cause of the previous seizures could not be found, and they were only told to be careful. Fortunately, it did not happen again.
"Mom, we're almost out of formula."
Zhou Lian stayed in the hospital for a long time, and because of the serious damage to her body this time, she didn't have much breast milk. However, Xiao Liu ate a lot, so she had to grit her teeth and buy him formula and malted milk powder to drink together.
Two jin of milk powder coupons a month is not enough. Other children need one and a half jin of milk powder, but Xiao Liu can eat two and a half jin. Zhou Lian has no choice but to grit her teeth and buy milk powder on the black market.
At the department store, a bag of milk powder costs 3.5 yuan plus a milk powder coupon, and a bag is only half a pound. She also spent an extra 10 yuan on the black market to buy a pound, and now she has actually finished it.
Xiao Liu is only a month old, but he's already bigger than other babies who are two or three months old. He'll need to eat even more in the future, and Zhou Lian worries about that.
In the past, children in the village could survive on rice water even if they didn't have breast milk, but the doctor advised them to feed them formula as much as possible. This child was different from other children, so they needed to be fed more carefully.
"Bring it here so I can feed it some milk."
With many children in the family, and now another expense on formula, Wang Minggui earns over ninety yuan a month. After deducting twenty yuan for formula, he still has over seventy yuan left, which is much more than what factory workers earn. However, Zhou Lian is still uneasy.
Children grow up and cost money, so you have to save money regularly. Like her sixth child, if the family didn't have money, they wouldn't be able to afford milk powder.
"Mom, the neighbor's aunt said that a factory is opening in the residential compound and they need to hire workers."
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