Reborn Industrial Tycoon

A notice about overtime work was posted on the bulletin board of the garment factory.

The uneducated Aunt Wang came over again.

"Xiao Zhang, what does this notice say?" Aunt Wang asked.

"It's Sister Wang. What was posted today is an overtime notice." Xiao Zhang said enthusiastically.

"Working overtime?" Aunt Wang frowned with disgust. She hated working overtime the most.

"Why are you working overtime again! The kids at home are still waiting for me to go back to cook! I have to ask for leave." Aunt Wang has already begun to wonder what reason she should use to ask for leave to avoid working overtime.

Xiao Zhang said with a smile: "Sister Wang, you don't need to ask for leave. This overtime work is voluntary and the factory will not force you!"

"It's voluntary to work overtime. That's great. At my age, my body can't handle working overtime. It's better to go home early, wash clothes and do housework!" Aunt Wang said.

"Sister Wang, the notice also said that if you work overtime at night, you can go to the canteen to have dinner. The company subsidizes the canteen 3,000 yuan every month, so you can probably have meat for every meal." Xiao Zhang opened his mouth and said.

"I bought you after just one meal of meat!" Aunt Wang thought to herself. He curled his lips and said as if he wouldn't eat the food he came for. "Then you should eat a little full at night so that you have the strength to work overtime. Give it a few extra hours."

For an hour, it can be considered as a contribution to the factory!"

"Why not add a few more hours!" Xiao Zhang nodded seriously: "One hour is only one yuan!"

Aunt Wang was slightly startled: "What's one yuan an hour?"

"Overtime pay! The notice says that if you work overtime for one hour, you will be paid one yuan as overtime pay. I thought that if you work three hours of overtime a day, and there are thirty days in a month, that is ninety hours, and you can get ninety yuan for overtime work.

What's the fee?" Xiao Zhang opened his mouth and replied.

"Is there overtime pay for overtime work?" As an old comrade in a garment factory, Aunt Wang felt that her outlook on life had been challenged.

I remember that Aunt Wang often worked overtime back then, but at that time she always shouted slogans like "Work hard for a hundred days, fight hard for three months", and then a large group of people started to generate electricity for love. There was no such thing as overtime pay.

The next second, Aunt Wang quickly began to calculate.

The overtime pay of one yuan an hour, three hours of overtime every day, is ninety yuan a month. Plus the dinner subsidy, you can earn ten yuan a month! If you calculate it like this, it is equivalent to every

I made an extra 100 yuan a month.

Aunt Wang's monthly income is only one hundred yuan, which is equivalent to a double salary!

Thinking of this, Aunt Wang said something: "It's good to work overtime, I like working overtime the most!"

…

At nine o'clock in the evening, the lights in the garment factory's workshop were still bright, and the workers were working overtime.

Xiao Zhang stood up, stretched, twisted his neck, and then looked at the clock on the wall.

"It's already nine o'clock, the kids at home should have gone to bed!" Xiao Zhang let out a long breath, but there was a look of relief on his face.

If you work overtime for three hours, you can get three yuan in overtime pay, and you have enough money to buy white shoes for your children.

After working continuously for three hours, I was actually a little tired. Fortunately, during dinner, the canteen added a fried egg to everyone to supplement the protein. Even after working hard for three hours, I didn't feel hungry.

Next to Comrade Xiao Zhang, Aunt Wang is still sitting there, working overtime in high spirits.

"Sister Wang, it's already nine o'clock in the evening, we should go back!" Xiao Zhang opened his mouth and said.

"You go ahead, I'll work for another hour." Aunt Wang replied without raising her head.

Xiao Zhang was suddenly surprised. He didn't expect that Aunt Wang, who would be fifty years old in a few years, would be so energetic. She was much more energetic than him, who was in his prime in his thirties.

"Sister Wang, you've been working for three hours straight, aren't you tired?" Xiao Zhang couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing if I'm not tired, it's only three hours! I think I can work for another three hours!" Aunt Wang said proudly.

Xiao Zhang looked at Aunt Wang in front of her, and she suddenly realized that this old colleague, who she had worked with for more than ten years, seemed a bit strange.

Is this still the Aunt Wang who came first after get off work?

…

China does not lack hard-working workers, it only lacks money. As long as the money is provided, working overtime until death is definitely not a slogan.

The 996 work system of later generations of Chinese Internet companies is considered to be inhumane overtime, but compared with their parents and ancestors, the 996 work system is nothing. Workers in the 1950s and 1960s worked overtime in a truly heart-rending manner!

What is the weekend? What is the eight-hour work system? What is spare time? There is no need for these things to exist. At that time, state-owned enterprise employees really regarded the factory as their home.

In the era when there was no overtime pay, simply using electricity to generate electricity could make workers consider the factory their home. Now with overtime pay of one yuan per hour, workers can't wait to stay in the factory 24 hours a day and work overtime.

I used to work overtime just for love, but now I don't love anymore and just talk about money. Although it hurts my feelings a little, I'm really happy.

The workers in the garment factory were very enthusiastic about working overtime, and Li Weidong also breathed a sigh of relief. According to this production schedule, there will definitely be no problem in delivering goods on time.

Having solved another problem, Li Weidong was in a good mood. After get off work, he went to buy a roast chicken and planned to go home and have a drink with Mr. Li Dengke.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw my second sister Li Chunyan busy working in front of the stove. My second brother-in-law Yao Guangzhi accompanied Li Dengke and sat in the living room drinking tea. My younger brother Li Weimin, who was a scumbag, also took a small Maza and sat aside.

"Brother-in-law is here! Just in time, I bought a roast chicken. He said it is an old rooster that has been raised for several years. The meat is definitely chewy!" Li Weidong said and put the roast chicken on the table.

"Weidong, you came back just in time. Dad and I were talking about Wei Min!" Yao Guangzhi leaned to the side and made room for Li Weidong.

"What happened to Weimin again?" Li Weidong asked subconsciously.

"Brother, can you think of me better?" Li Weimin complained with a look of grievance.

Just listen to Yao Guangzhi continue to say: "Wei Min will graduate from junior high school soon. Are we discussing what kind of job we should find for him after he graduates?"

With Li Weimin's academic performance, he would definitely not be able to pass high school, let alone technical secondary school. Joining the workforce immediately after graduating from junior high school is the best way out for Li Weimin.

Mr. Li Dengke said: "I was originally thinking that after Weimin graduates, I would first work as a temporary worker in a transportation company, and then I would consider becoming a full-time employee later. But your brother-in-law said that if he can find connections there, he can do it.

Go to other units."

"Other units are better than working in a transportation company. Although the efficiency of transportation companies is quite good now, in a few years there will be more and more individual transportation companies, and transportation companies will not be as prosperous as they are now."

As he spoke, Li Weidong looked at Yao Guangzhi and asked, "Brother-in-law, what connections do you have over there?"

"There are also several good units in our Xijiao Subdistrict Office. If I go find some connections, I might be able to help Weimin recruit workers." Yao Guangzhi replied.

Yao Guangzhi is now a deputy section cadre in the Xijiao Subdistrict Office. Although he is a junior official at the grassroots level, he still has some connections within the jurisdiction of the Subdistrict Office. There should be no problem in arranging a formal job for Li Weimin.

"Brother-in-law, there are quite a few decent companies in your Xijiao Subdistrict Office. Which company are you looking for for Wei Min?" Li Weidong asked.

"Our regional construction company, now renamed the Municipal Construction Company, is currently undergoing expansion. We need people there, and if Weimin goes there, he will definitely be able to get a formal worker establishment." Yao Guangzhi answered.

"The city's construction company is good. Now all units are building family buildings. The construction company's benefits must be good. I think Weimin can go!" Li Weidong nodded in agreement.

"I won't move bricks anymore. It's hard and tiring, and I can't do that job." Li Weimin immediately shook his head.

Li Weidong had no choice but to persuade: "Weimin, listen to me. Although it will be hard to work in a construction company, it won't last long. In two or three years, a large number of farmers will move to the city to work. By then, you guys

Regular workers are all foremen. In a few years, there will be a chance to become cadres, and at least they will have enough food and clothing for the rest of their lives."

In the late 1980s, although many migrant workers had left their hometowns and came to work in the cities, most of them were concentrated in the developed areas along the southern coast. In the north, it was only after the 1990s that a large-scale wave of migrant workers poured into the cities.

So in 1987, workers in construction companies were all officially employed workers, unlike construction workers in later generations who were all temporary workers, and many of them were still paid day by day.

In Li Weidong's memory, after the number of migrant workers gradually increased in the 1990s, the front-line work of moving bricks was handed over to migrant workers. All formal workers in the construction company became managers, and they no longer had to work hard to move bricks and carry cement.

In the late 1990s, the construction company was restructured and became a joint-stock cooperative enterprise, and the old employees more or less received some shares.

After 2008, China's infrastructure developed crazily, and the construction industry became even more prosperous. It is normal for the shares in the hands of veteran employees to receive dividends of 500,000 to 600,000 yuan a year.

Obviously, in the long run, the construction company is a good place to go. Although it will be hard for a few years in the beginning, you can have enough to eat and drink in the future. You can get a dividend of 500,000 to 600,000 yuan a year. Although it is not a fortune,

You can also become a small rich man in a prefecture-level city like Qinghe.

However, Li Weimin shook his head firmly: "The construction site is too tiring. I would rather work as a temporary worker in the transportation company than go to the construction site!"

"Wei Min, you have to endure hardships to become a great person. There is no easy job in this world that can make a lot of money." Li Weidong said.

"Anyway, I just won't go to the construction company!" Li Weimin said stubbornly.

The old man Li Dengke didn't want his young son to move bricks on the construction site, so he asked: "Guangzhi, besides construction companies, are there any other good companies?"

"Then let's go to the power plant. Recently, the power plant is also expanding its production capacity. It is said that it will install another unit, so it needs to recruit a group of workers." Yao Guangzhi said.

"The power plant is not bad. It can guarantee harvests despite droughts and floods! In addition, more and more electricity will be used in the future, and the scale of the power plant will become larger and larger." Li Weidong agreed.

The power plant in Qinghe City was also restructured in the late 1990s and turned into a state-controlled limited company. In addition to generating electricity, it is also responsible for urban heating and waste incineration.

Although the development potential of the power plant is not as good as that of the construction company, it is a lifelong job.

Li Weimin asked: "Why are you going to the power plant?"

"You didn't graduate from an electric power school, so you won't have a technical position. I guess you'll either be shoveling coal or shoveling coal ash," Yao Guangzhi replied.

"No! It's better to go to the construction site to move bricks than to shovel coal ash. At least you won't choke!" Li Weimin shook his head.

"Weimin, this shoveling of coal is only temporary. In the future, technology will become more and more advanced. When the time comes, press a button and the coal will be transmitted through the crawler tracks." Li Weidong advised.

"From now on, it will be the year of the monkey and the month of the horse! Anyway, I won't go to the power plant." Li Weimin said firmly.

Yao Guangzhi had already expected Li Weimin's reaction, and he said: "There is another unit, which is our Xijiao Department Store. If you go there, you can help move the goods and deliver goods to the counter. There are no heavy objects in the department store.

It’s not too tiring to deliver the goods.”

As soon as he heard about Xijiao Department Store, Li Weidong immediately rejected it: "No, you can't go to the department store!"

However, Li Weimin nodded crazily: "The department store is good, I will go to the department store!"