"It doesn't matter, it will be solved naturally tomorrow."
"Has the wine been packaged?"
Chai Jin didn't look up.
Liu Qingwen looked anxious: "Guaranteed quality and quantity, of course we are ready."
"But Brother Jin, why don't we go to the market together tomorrow? This warehouse is full of so many goods."
"It's been so long and I haven't sold any of them. Why aren't you in a hurry?"
Chai Jin put down the pen in his hand and rubbed the bridge of his nose: "Monkey, what qualities do you think a general manager should have first?"
"Traits? What traits are needed?" Liu Qingwen was puzzled.
Chai Jin then patiently talked to him a lot.
Do things calmly, be confident, not be influenced by others, and follow your own plan in an orderly manner.
This is a necessary condition for a manager.
If you blame the smallest thing on your face, how can you lead the team in the right direction?
No one has ever told Liu Qingwen these things.
He is a farmer, and in his life he is only interested in cages.
Unexpectedly, he actually understood everything Chai Jin said.
This was the talent of the MLM leader in his previous life.
I heard that this guy was deceived in his previous life and later stayed in a pyramid scheme for several months.
He actually poached his entire den and went off to work alone.
This is beside the point.
In the afternoon, many people did come to make trouble in the factory.
The one who scolded her the most was Liu Fengxian, a mean-spirited and mean-spirited woman who made more noise than anyone else when she heard the news that the factory might not be able to pay her wages.
Organized more than a dozen people from the factory to block Zhang Aiming's office.
Zhang Aiming finally made a promise that if his wages could not be paid tomorrow, he would issue an IOU or you could go to the warehouse to move wine, and then they let him leave the factory and go home.
The fire really burned to my eyebrows.
The Chai family was unusually quiet at night.
Chai Minguo heard from Zhang Aimin that his son had contracted the winery.
As he was eating, he suddenly sighed and walked into the room.
He took out a pile of broken money from inside.
"I have more than 800 yuan here. I am debt-free this year. After the second-season late rice harvest and the sale of public grain, there is still a lot left."
"I thought about it, and I wanted to keep the money from selling the rice for you to learn skills, but since you have contracted the factory, I don't need to keep the money."
"Take it to the factory for turnover. Zhang Aiming told me that the situation in the factory is very bad."
Chai Minguo's skin is dark, and time has ruthlessly carved traces on the face of this man who is less than fifty years old.
He was tired all year round and the wrinkles on his face looked like that of a man in his sixties.
Chai Jin pushed the money back and took a mouthful of rice.
Then he patted Chai Xiaoshan's head next to him with a smile on his face.
"Dad, I don't need this money anymore. You can use it to find a school for Xiaoshan to see if she can go to school next year."
When Chai Minguo heard this, he instinctively looked at Chai Fang and Chai Jin.
Knowledge changes destiny, he understands this.
But in the past few years, it has been difficult for their family to survive. How could they have money to send their children to school?
Chai Fang and Chai Jin both dropped out of school after only the second grade of elementary school.
His eyes were a little moist: "Dad is useless, dad can't help you."
"Dad, don't think so. We have never thought so."
After all, she is a daughter, and she has always felt sorry for her father. Chai Fang quickly put down her bowls and chopsticks and interrupted.
Chai Minguo took a deep breath and suppressed the guilt in his heart for his children.
"Well, Xiao Jin, how do you solve the trouble in the factory?"
Chai Jin smiled peacefully: "There will be a change tomorrow morning, maybe there will be a change tonight."
"Nothing goes wrong, we can still have a good year this year."
"Don't worry."
"But didn't Zhang Aimin say he had no money to pay wages?"
Chai Jin picked up a piece of meat and put it into Chai Minguo's bowl.
"Dad, I told you that we will no longer give birth on our knees."
"You don't have to worry about these things. Go help Xiaoshan contact the school."
"It doesn't matter how much money you spend, as long as the school is willing to accept it, I will make up for the rest."
Chai Minguo looked at Chai Jin and said nothing. He remained silent and didn't know what he was thinking.
After dinner, Chai Jin's three siblings cleared away the dishes together.
Chai Minguo held a paper cigarette and puffed out a lot of smoke at the old mulberry tree at the door of the house.
In the end, I was still worried, so I went to my room, took the 800 yuan from selling the millet, and left home.
How could he not be worried when his son reached this stage of virginity?
He didn't know how much wages a factory needed to pay to others, but he knew that this eight hundred yuan could pay the wages of several people.
Please help if you can.
After passing through the empty rice fields, Chai Minguo finally stood at the door of the winery.
However, when he arrived, he was stunned by the sight in front of the factory!
At the gate, at least a hundred people were queuing up pushing tricycles.
The factory is brightly lit! Extremely hot!
Carloads of wine were transported out of the factory.
Everyone's face was very anxious and they were complaining in various ways.
Zhang Aiming and Liu Qingwen each took a loudspeaker and shouted loudly at the factory gate.
"Please line up, don't crowd, don't rush, the factory will not be responsible if you get pregnant due to crowding. The winery has plenty of inventory, everyone has a share!"
"We will deliver the goods as planned and try our best to let everyone get it."
"Also, please prepare cash, the factory does not accept credit for shipment!"
One piece of wine and twelve bottles of wine, a total of nearly 900 pieces!
It was sold out in just one night.
The ex-factory price of a piece of wine is 24, that is to say, just one night.
The factory took back more than 20,000 yuan in cash.
The next morning, when the employees from the production department came to work, they were dumbfounded when they looked at the empty warehouse!
Liu Fengxian only cares about her salary.
This mean woman slapped her thigh in the crowd and cried for her father and mother: "My intestines were turned upside down!"
"Zhang Aiming has run away!"
"Damn capitalists! You don't take the life and death of ordinary people seriously. What should we do?"
The crowd who were originally confused were suddenly exaggerated by these words.
One of the factory's old employees shivered angrily: "Zhang Aiming, I have been following you for decades, and yet I have done such a deed that is worse than a pig or a dog!"
"You must give me an explanation!"
"Yes, there must be an explanation. If wages are not paid today, we will demolish the factory and go to petition together!"
"I don't believe that the country will not care about our life or death!"
Liu Fengxian stood up and frantically fanned the flames in the crowd, turning dozens of workers into a powder keg that was about to explode.
He rushed toward Zhang Aiming's office in a mighty manner.
Zhang Aiming worked hard all night. He went back to the factory to work overtime last night and never went back.
I was resting in the office at this time and heard the workers at the door cursing.
He was so angry that he opened the office door.
"Why are you making such a fuss? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at in our factory so early in the morning?"