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Chapter 35 Wang Yuanchao wants to go ashore

"Uncle Second, today is not the day to check out, right? Is there anything wrong with asking me to come?"

Lu Feng came to Wang Yuanchao's home with a net bag of apples and two bottles of wine. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Wang Yuanchao sitting on the sofa drinking tea, and asked with a smile.

"Come here as soon as possible, why do you still bring things with you? Don't bring things next time." Although that was the case, Wang Yuanchao still smiled on his face, and he stood up to meet and took what was in Lu Feng's hand.

"It's just a little bit of heart, but it's not worth it." Lu Feng said politely.

"I called you here today, because your second aunt meant that you were alone in the county town, so I asked you to come and have a meal."

After Wang Yuanchao put the things down, he walked out and said to Lu Feng. At this time, Chen Shuanglan, who was busy in the kitchen, walked out wearing an apron and said, "Xiaofeng is here, so is your child. He has been in the county town for so long, and he has never come to sit at home. If your second uncle hadn't told me that you are in the county town, I wouldn't know yet!"

"Hello, Second Aunt, I just came here too, and I haven't had time to visit you and Uncle!"

"This child looks so good, exactly the same as your mother when she was young. I heard your second uncle say that you were in the county to find a job? Why don't you listen to your second uncle and come to work in the tobacco factory? If you think the tobacco factory is not good, how about Aunt Er gets me my clothing factory? There are many girls inside. With Xiaofeng's appearance, it's easy to get a wife in the city."

Chen Shuanglan looked at Lu Feng with a smile. Those who didn't know thought Lu Feng was her nephew.

"Thank you, my second aunt. I plan to learn some craftsmanship. If I have one, I will definitely not starve to death."

Seeing that Chen Shuanglan wanted to say something, Wang Yuanchao interrupted her and said, "Cook quickly, it's almost noon."

"Okay, okay, I'll go now, it'll be fine soon. Xiaofeng, please sit with your second uncle for a while, and second aunt will go to cook first."

"Second Aunt, do you need my help?"

Lu Feng asked politely, although he knew that Chen Shuanglan would not ask him to help, he still had to say something politely.

"Haha, Xiaofeng can cook, much better than the girl in my house." Chen Shuanglan compared Lu Feng with his daughter, and then continued: "Just a few dishes, no need to help, just wait with your second uncle."

After Chen Shuanglan left, Wang Yuanchao asked, "Xiaofeng, your business is a bit big now! My workshop warehouse is almost empty, which has caused the workshop to work overtime recently, and everyone is a little reluctant." (I remembered wrongly before, the matter of not capping the factory bonus was only promoted in the 1980s, and it has not yet.)

Wang Yuanchao showed a hint of melancholy on his face. It seemed that the factory's performance was too good, and it was also a mistake. After all, it was still the era of big pot meals. No matter how much everyone did, the salary was still the same in the end, so some people now have opinions about working overtime.

Another reason is that the orders Wang Yuanchao received were not the indicators given by the above, so there are already complaints in the factory now.

Hearing Wang Yuanchao's helpless tone, Lu Feng knew very well that he was worried that the factory leaders would stop selling orders other than the indicators in order to suppress the resentment of workers, which would definitely be a big loss for him.

Although his orders have blocked the mouths of the factory leaders and the leaders above, the same thing still says, the people below have no benefit in their penny, so they will definitely have other ideas in their minds.

As for saying "roll up your sleeves and work hard", it would have been very useful if I had said it a few years ago, but it would not work now. I don't know when, a lazy atmosphere has spread in the factory. The idea that everyone wanted to promote Iron Man had long become. If you don't do it, I won't do it, and your monthly salary will still be in your pocket.

"Uncle II, what do you factory leaders mean now?"

Lu Feng frowned. To be honest, he thought that someone would investigate their speculation, so he prepared a letter of introduction from the supply and marketing cooperative early so that he would not be afraid of someone coming to find fault.

However, he ignored some very realistic things in the factory, which caught him off guard. Fortunately, he had accumulated nearly 20,000 yuan in the past few months, so even if Wang Yuanchao really couldn't take out a cigarette, he had to give up first.

"Factory leaders? They must only want to eat meat. As for offending people, no one is willing to stand up."

Wang Yuanchao shook his head, expressing his dissatisfaction with some people in the factory in his voice.

"Is it possible to pay overtime wages to workers? If there is overtime wage, then workers will definitely not be repulsive of overtime work."

Lu Feng had a good idea, but he still underestimated the influence of the times on Wang Yuanchao and his generation.

Wang Yuanchao showed an incredible look on his face, and looked at Lu Feng and said, "Overtime salary? Impossible. Don't even think about this. Overtime is the right thing to do. You get more than ten yuan a month and want to work overtime. This is absolutely impossible."

Wang Yuanchao's words are a bit exaggerated. In fact, most workers in the tobacco factory only have a few dollars a month, and only middle-level leaders like Wang Yuanchao and others can get more than ten dollars.

"Then give some bonuses. If they can give some bonuses, they probably won't complain anymore."

"I can't make the decision on this matter, and according to my understanding of the factory leaders, it is impossible to issue more bonuses."

Wang Yuanchao shook his head. Since the establishment of the cigarette factory, Wang Yuanchao has been working there. It has been almost twenty years since the flash. Several factory leaders in the factory have changed one after another, but from the front to the back, each term of leaders is the same. Wang Yuanchao has seen through this. This is why he is so sure that he will not have overtime wages and will not receive too much bonuses.

"So the second uncle called me over today, is he going to tell me that I can't get the goods?"

Lu Feng didn't mean to beat around the bush and asked directly.

"That's not the case, I can only get one tenth of the previous month in the next month."

"One tenth? That means I will only have four or five hundred pieces in the next month?"

"Xiaofeng, I hope you can understand. There are too many people staring at me now. This number is already the largest limit for me and my leader. No matter how many, it really won't work."

As if afraid that Lu Feng was dissatisfied, Wang Yuanchao said again: "Xiaofeng, don't think it's too little. You should know that you have received tens of thousands of cigarettes from me in the past four months. This is not a small amount. To be honest, I am very nervous now, so we should keep a low profile, otherwise something will really happen by then."

Wang Yuanchao also obtained nearly 10,000 yuan in income, which was unimaginable in the 1980s. Many families now don’t even have a hundred yuan, let alone ten thousand yuan.
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