Chapter 123

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The head of the business section is bloated, with a protruding belly, and trembles slightly when he walks, as if he has a water bag in his clothes.

He came here on a weighted permanent bicycle. The first thing he did when he arrived at the workshop was to wipe his sweat. It had been more than 20 minutes since he came in after changing clothes.

Ding Zhi looked at his watch anxiously, waited for someone in the locker room, pulled him away, and said: "The two said it was screwed, Yang Rui is only an 18-year-old young man, and the son of the secretary of the township party committee, in front of a group of people You can't let go of your face, you can persuade Shang Lei, apologize, and the matter will pass."

The head of the business section panted, and said, "Take a break, tell me how to screw it up."

Ding Zhi kept walking and said: "Let's talk while walking. Yang Rui is busy with production, and he said wait for 30 minutes. Seeing that it is almost the same, don't make any more troubles. Besides, today is a big day for the exhibition. If it is delayed , we all have to eat and hang up."

In just a few words, Ding Zhi made the point clear, which is considered a skill.

"Go slowly, I came here by bicycle." The head of the business section shook his legs twice, thought silently for dozens of seconds, and asked, "What did the two of you say, please tell me in detail."

Yang Rui and Shang Lei only said a few words in total, and Ding Zhi learned it after thinking about it for a while.

The head of the business section tensed up when he heard this, and said, "Shang Lei stood up by himself?"

"Yes."

"Fool! Where is he? I'll slap him to death with the sole of my shoe." The head of the business department was furious. It would be of no benefit to jump out in such a situation where it was obvious that he would kill a chicken.

Ding Zhi could only persuade: "Shang Lei is still young, maybe he has some ideas of showing off, the important thing now is to explain the truth to him, don't let Yang Rui drop the board, it's almost here."

The two passed through a curtain, and saw countless flashing instrument lights, like a sci-fi scene in a movie. Tian Shichang and other workers are all wearing white coats and masks, and they are constantly recording the numbers on the instruments. The WestJet factory is a continuous production workshop. Although manual intervention is inevitable, the frequency is very low.

After Ding Zhi saw it a few times, he was no longer surprised, and the head of the business section involuntarily stopped on the official website for a moment before moving on without saying a word.

Xibao Meat Joint Factory was established in the 1960s. It was known as a first-class meat joint enterprise back then. In fact, the cold storage is relatively large and expensive, and the largest slaughtering workshop is basically not linked to modernization. After staying in the company for a long time, the WestJet pharmaceutical factory has a strong visual impact, needless to say.

Ding Zhi and Chief Shang asked two people before they saw Shang Lei hiding behind the instrument. Ding Zhi couldn't help asking strangely: "Where are the others?"

"Yang Rui rushed to pack up the raw materials." Shang Lei showed a disgusted expression. The raw material of coenzyme Q10 is pig heart muscle, with an average dosage of 3 tons per day.

That's more coal than two boiler rooms, and it would take a big truck to load it.

The tissue mixer is a relatively small piece of equipment. Adding pig heart muscle to the tissue mixer is the most exhausting and dirtiest work in the workshop, and it is no different from the work in the slaughterhouse. It is normal for Shang Lei, who has never worked in a meat factory before, to feel unwell.

The head of the business department snorted and said, "If you don't do the tasks assigned by your superiors, what kind of job are you looking for? When you are at home, you call me every day, complaining that I don't find you a job. Now that I have found one, what are you doing? What are you doing? , which unit can accommodate you?"

Shang Lei beat Xiao Ai's father and obediently said "Oh".

The head of the commercial department nodded his head bitterly, and continued to criticize: "Others don't say anything, why do you stand up and show off? Show that you are not afraid of losing your job? Show that you are not afraid of leaders? Your father, I am afraid of leaders, here you are." Looking for a job, I will humbly look for the factory manager, but you are lucky, you can lose your job on the first day of work."

"Yang Rui gave each worker 50 yuan as a bonus. We were in the office when we were free, so we refused to give any money. We said we would also go to the front line to help, but he refused. I couldn't get angry, so I just said something." Shang Lei struggled One sentence.

The head of the business department couldn't help but slapped him on the back of the head: "Are you stupid? Did you make a mistake when you were asked to sit in the office? He doesn't pay you, so it's useful if you call him? Today is a big day for WestJet Pharmaceuticals. , People from all over the country come to visit, even if Yang Rui drives you off, the factory manager won't say a word, understand? Why can't you come back to tell me at night if there is anything wrong?"

Shang Lei staggered from the beating, but he was also helpless.

After losing his temper, the head of the business department took a breath and said, "Okay, don't put on an air. After a while, you come in with me, apologize to Yang Rui, and apologize well. Then, you can do whatever he asks you to do." What, let's get rid of today's matter first, you know?"

"He pointed at me." Shang Lei said unconvinced.

"He peed all over you, you have to apologize today."

"Why!" Shang Lei was full of dissatisfaction.

"He can dismiss you. You can make it clear. This is a joint venture, not a state-owned enterprise. If people say they won't let you do it, you won't be able to do it. You are arguing at home every day for work, and now you are working , is this bear?" The chief business officer became more and more angry as he spoke, and slapped his son again.

Shang Lei dodged for a while, slapped his ear, and said, "My establishment is from the Xibao Meat Factory. He dismissed me, and I will go to work in the factory."

"There are apprentices in the factory, 24 hours a month, would you like to? Cut flesh and bloodletting every day, smell the smell, would you like to?"

Shang Lei fell silent. Like most young people in this era, Shang Lei was very precocious and didn't like to study. Because of the fights, he was not allowed to go to the factory-run middle school, so he could only go to the sports middle school, so he met some like-minded friends. , hang out on the street every day, waiting for the factory to recruit workers.

During this period of time, what Shang Lei felt most deeply was the lack of money. His father is the head of the labor and management department. From time to time, there will be gifts of cigarettes and alcohol at home, but when it comes to cash, it is still pitifully small.

I came to work at the WestJet Pharmaceuticals factory initially because they had no apprentices, the starting salary was high, and there might be bonuses, and secondly, because of the good reputation of the joint venture factory.

If it is cleared and refunded, let alone the money, it is unbearable to be pointed at by others.

But, apologizing to Yang Rui, who is about the same age? Shang Lei shook his head resolutely: "People have a face, let me apologize to him, there is no way."

The head of the commercial section stopped calling this time, sighed, and said: "If you don't apologize, you can only go back to the meat joint factory. My face is used up, and I got you an establishment. In this life, I will be considered retired." .In the future, you can do whatever you like."

Shang Lei lowered his head and thought for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe he can dismiss me. The factory belongs to foreigners, not him."

In his heart, Shang Lei knew that Yang Rui might quit him, but he still refused to apologize. If you lose 20 yuan a month, you will lose face from the joint venture company and return to the meat joint factory, but if you apologize to Yang Rui, you will also lose face. At least, being cleared like this, he can still say that it was his own decision, and he would rather die than surrender.

When Ding Zhi saw it, he froze again, and had no choice but to interject, "Xiao Lei, let me ask you a few words, we don't need to do it, just apologize, right? There is no loss at all, and when the year goes by, I'm sure there will be no loss." People remember. At that time, Yang Rui probably won’t be in the pharmaceutical factory anymore, what are you doing with him, it’s not worth it.”

"I apologize, what if he disagrees? Shouldn't it be cleared? Besides, the people in the office have gone to pack up the raw materials, and their bodies are dirtier than the people in the slaughtering workshop. If you want to leave it in the pharmaceutical factory like this, I might as well go to the slaughtering workshop to pay homage to a master, at least after working for a few years, I won't need to be a handyman anymore." Shang Lei said half-arguably.

It is a better way for the children in the factory to pay homage to a good master in the slaughtering workshop. Seeing his son's resolute attitude, the head of the business section asked Ding Zhi in a desolate manner, "I'll go see Yang Rui, where is he?"

Ding Zhi ran to ask someone, and said: "He is going around the workshop, and he is probably at the tissue mixer now."

"Let's go." The head of the business section left his son and strode towards the front of the assembly line. "

Passing through two more curtains, the two came to the tissue mixer at the front, only to hear the rumbling sound of the air conditioner, the rumbling sound of the tissue mixing system, and the rumbling sound of the water purification system...

Ding Zhi accompanied the head of the business section to find Yang Rui, and stood aside to pretend not to hear, and the head of the business section looked for Yang Rui to talk. This chapter was uploaded by netizens of [Township]-[Village]-[Small]-[Speak]-[Net], *Township*Village*Small*Speak*Net* provides free reading&;&;-cun--m【 Remove "-"] If you like it, please tell your friends, thank you!

The result is of course nothing.

The head of the business section came out disappointed, but Yang Rui calmly called the Hong Kong manager, Guan Shen, and said in front of Ding Zhi and other office staff, "I want to get rid of Shang Lei."

Guan Shen didn't even bother to ask why, and nodded in a strong Cantonese accent: "I have no objection, now you are in charge."

Guan Shen will be fully responsible for the management work only after the pharmaceutical factory is officially put into production and enters the official system. This is what Zeneca has already explained when he was sent here.

The reason why Yang Rui called the Hong Kong manager over was also to cover up, lest all the firepower be aimed at him.

The friends who were forced to carry the pig's heart were dumbfounded. If they wanted to come, the Hong Kong manager should at least ask why? Furthermore, what does "you are in charge" mean?

Everyone looked at Yang Rui in amazement, watched him enter the office, watched him sign through the glass, watched the Hong Kong manager seal it, and then watched the document be delivered to Ding Zhi.

"We are now formally notifying the West Fort Meat Factory that Shang Lei, the employee you dispatched, has been officially dismissed because he refused to obey the dispatch and refused to repent. Please come to the personnel department and take him away." Guan Shen bit his big tongue , said a long sentence as much as he could, exhausting everyone.

Ding Zhi felt awe-inspiring, and said with a smile: "There is no need to send someone from the personnel department, I will send him back."

If someone from the personnel department is invited to lead Shang Lei, his face will be even more humiliated. Going back silently now is the solution with the least impact. Although in the state-owned enterprise compound, such news will spread like the wind within a day.

Shang Lei's little friends were sullen, unable to see the mood, but their movements accelerated a lot.

Yang Rui still had a cold face, thought for a while, and said: "WestJet Pharmaceuticals is a joint venture company. Now because of policy and other reasons, it may be possible to support you for three to five years, or even ten or eight years, but it is impossible to support you. For the rest of your life. Also, don’t expect to earn more than the front-line workers. Of course, you can choose to transfer them when the time comes, but during this period, it’s best to keep your tail between your legs, otherwise, the result of making mistakes will only be dismissal. "

He didn't just say it casually. Pharmaceutical companies determine the production of coenzyme Q10. If it is operated at full capacity, the profit it brings to the sales company will reach 4 million US dollars, maybe 5 million US dollars or even higher, depending on the supply and demand of the market.

However, there are only more than 20 people in the pharmaceutical company in total. If 7 of them, and 7 people with backgrounds, choose not to cooperate, the impact they will have will be huge-after a long time, the people who work hard may change. Get along, people who work hard may think about drilling, and people who work hard may become lazy... The bad thing is that workers in factories like WestJet Pharmaceuticals need long hours of training and work to become skilled workers. And once the number of losses exceeds the estimate, for now, three people cannot work normally within a month, and the output of the factory may drop.

This is one of the reasons why Japanese biopharmaceutical companies are thriving, while European and American pharmaceutical companies are always declining.

Unlike large factories with thousands of people or hundreds of people, the scale of most biopharmaceutical factories is controlled within a hundred people, limited by high-skilled workers and high salaries, many biopharmaceutical factories have a scale of less than 30 people, and they require workers to flow The tolerance level is far lower than that of factories in the industrial age.

For WestJet Pharmaceuticals, the remaining 7 people, even if their bad influence only caused 10% of the damage, it would still cause a damage of 400,000 US dollars, and for Yang Rui, it would be 100,000 US dollars in damage.

In 1982 or 1983, the damage of US$100,000 was already an astronomical figure. If it was used to buy stamps or jade, after 30 years, it would be worth at least a billion yuan. If it was used to buy a house, it would cost three or five buildings* The bungalows on Haihuaihai Road will also be worth hundreds of millions of yuan.

How could Yang Rui endure such 7 guys who are just waiting to die, causing so many losses to himself every year? Even if it is a possibility, Yang Rui is not happy.

Although he has no shares in the pharmaceutical factory, Yang Rui's right to speak is not weak at all, because he developed the technology used here, and he will develop better technology, although he may not continue to invest in WestJet Pharmaceuticals. It does not interfere with his decision-making power.

Yang Rui specially called the Hong Kong manager to repeat his request.

Guan Shen's answer was even more hearty and Chinese: "Don't worry, Yang, as long as someone is disobedient, I will clear it out. If Western Union is not happy, let them send someone back in to receive the red envelope. There are a lot of red envelopes, and they will happy."

The office workers who picked up the pig's heart and listened to them with their ears pricked up all paused, feeling a chill in their hearts: This Hong Kong person is too dark.

There are too many people in the Xibao Meat Factory, who would not like to come to the new factory to receive more wages? The working environment is more comfortable. As long as the total number remains unchanged, the management of the meat joint factory will not speak out for those who have been dismissed, and will only be happy that they have an extra power.

Sending people to the WestJet pharmaceutical factory will become one of the targets of everyone's competition in the future. Factory director Li Datou is definitely willing to resell things that are sold once.

"After the inspection and inspection, we will also add training courses to them. Well, we will add a training program for workers, long-term." Yang Rui thought about adding this sentence. He may open his own pharmaceutical factory in the future. It is always better to have more domestic workers. If the WestJet factory has the ability to train skilled workers, it will also help its own stability.

Guan Shen responded without thinking too much. The operating costs of the WestJet pharmaceutical factory are much lower than those required by Zeneca headquarters, and adding a training program will not increase the expenditure much.

Ding Zhi took another look at Yang Rui. The current workers still care about technology. If they can enter a factory like WestJet Pharmaceuticals after training, it is much better than a technical school.

However, if you want to implement the new policy, you must first pass today's visit, otherwise, everything you say is false.