Hong Kong movies: What era is this? Are you still playing the dwarf mule game?

The next day, Boss Lin left Yanjing.

If anyone dares to take Boss Lin's money, Boss Lin will let him know that this money is hot to hold!

There will be many more cooperations in the future, and Boss Lin does not want to be in a weak position and be manipulated at any time.

In this case, let this young master Xu who came to the door be used as a tool for Boss Lin to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

Otherwise, next time he wants to do something, there will always be someone who wants to come in and interfere.

Longteng Company, Boss Lin's office.

Called Song Zijie.

"Ajie, are you used to it during this time there?"

"Yes, I'm used to it."

"That's good, let's give the factory a holiday first. You two brothers haven't reunited for a long time, and this is my fault as a boss."

"Boss, it's okay, this is what I should do." From an ordinary policeman to a leader in charge of a large factory with tens of thousands of people, the difference is like a world of difference.

Even, there were many times when Song Zijie had forgotten his identity as a policeman.

Although the workers' wages were very low, seeing the bright smiles on their faces, Song Zijie felt that there was nothing wrong with his choice.

Among the workers, Song Zijie, the spokesperson for the Hong Kong businessman, also had a high reputation.

But Song Zijie felt guilty, because, in his opinion, the income level of the workers here was too low. After working hard for a month, all kinds of benefits added up to less than 100 yuan.

But even so, this was the factory with the highest income here.

Song Zijie used to think that eliminating violence and upholding the law and order were what he should do. But slowly, his mentality changed subtly.

Isn't it more meaningful to seek benefits for these ordinary workers?

A country is big, and it is made up of countless ordinary families.

If these families can live happily, what else can be more meaningful than this?

Those bad habits of taking bribes and doing favors were severely rejected by him.

Although the upper limit of the total salary cannot be changed, there are too many things involved. However, Song Zijie still has a lot of say in various benefits.

He knows too well how much profit there is, so he doesn't need to save money for the boss. There are overtime pay for overtime work, and there are various gifts and consolation money during festivals. He even organized various evaluation activities, participation awards, winning awards, first prizes, second prizes, third prizes... He gave money until his hands cramped.

Anyway, in one word, it is to spend money, spend Boss Lin's money, and seek benefits for the workers.

Boss Lin is also clear about this, but he didn't say anything. Instead, looking at the skyrocketing good deeds in the system, Boss Lin gave Song Zijie 36 likes.

Spend, spend as much as you want! Boss Lin is rich and willful!

Sure enough, the people dug out from the police force are really useful.

"Boss, if the factory is closed for holiday, it will affect production. It doesn't matter whether I go back or not. Anyway, the Spring Festival is not far away, and I can go back then."

However, before Song Zijie finished speaking, he was interrupted by Boss Lin: "You must go back! What's more, the equipment in the factory also needs to be overhauled.

So, you can issue a notice later, saying that the equipment maintenance will take half a month, so that everyone can go back and have a good rest. They have been really hard during this period.

By the way, during the holiday, everyone will be paid one month's salary, which will be regarded as the welfare of the factory."

After Boss Lin finished speaking, he hung up the phone without saying anything.

Song Zijie wanted to emphasize something else, but the big boss had already spoken. Then he could only execute it unconditionally.

What's more, the boss did this for the good of the workers. Half a month's holiday means an extra month's salary.

Song Zijie directed the factory office staff to issue such an announcement urgently before the noon off-get off work, and posted it in a conspicuous place at the factory gate.

When the workers went out to eat after get off work, they all saw such an announcement.

"What's going on? The factory is going to have a half-month holiday, and they have to pay a month's salary?" Some workers asked puzzledly.

They had never encountered such a situation before.

The factory where I worked before would also have holidays if the performance was not good, but there was no salary.

"What, the factory machine maintenance? Impossible, our maintenance team works three shifts a day, and we take care of these machines more than our own parents." Maintenance worker Xiao Wang said puzzledly.

The factory's performance is good, and everyone's life will naturally get better. The company where he worked before gave him 40 yuan a month,And they often default on their payments.

It’s not like now, when you get nearly 100 yuan a month in salary, and the benefits are really so much that you’re afraid you won’t be able to spend all the money.

For example, rice, flour and oil, which are daily necessities, are distributed almost every month, and there are skill competitions every now and then.

Xiao Wang won a championship with his solid maintenance skills, and the prize was a brand new 28 bicycle, which made him very happy.

Now, the people who are most afraid of the factory failing are these simple workers.

“Xiao Wang, what’s wrong with your machine repair team? Why does the factory have to take such a long holiday?” complained a big sister on the textile line.

Xiao Wang was also wronged. He was sure that there was no problem with the machines in the entire factory. Even if there was a problem, it would have been solved by their machine repair team long ago.

The holiday notice had been posted, but the next day, Song Zijie was surprised to find that some workers were secretly working overtime, and not just one or two, but hundreds or thousands of people.

Catching a female textile worker, Song Zijie asked in confusion: "Sister Huang, what's going on? Didn't the factory announce the holiday? Why are you still coming to work?"

Sister Huang looked at Song Zijie and smiled awkwardly.

"Director Song, we are thinking that since we have nothing to do at home, we might as well come to the factory to exercise.

Aren't the machines in the factory being repaired? Those machines that have not been repaired can still be put into operation.

Director Song, we don't want money. To be honest, the factory treats us so well, if we don't do something, we will feel bad.

Okay, Director Song, you can do your thing, I still have to go to the production line, and the sisters are waiting there."

At the end, Sister Huang seemed to have thought of something? She turned around and bowed solemnly to Song Zijie.

"Director Song, and Boss Lin, you are all good people. We, the workers, sincerely thank you."

After saying that, Sister Huang ran to her workstation, fearing that Director Song would stop her from working.

Song Zihao only felt his nose a little sour.

That afternoon, he decisively cut off the power of the entire factory.

"Just think that what Director Song said didn't work, right? Without electricity, I wonder how you can work overtime."