"A monthly salary of 100,000 yuan!"

Lin Zhengyi, holding the group issued an appointment notice, stared at the "Zero" who was on the top and screamed. Several employees near him were surprised and came forward one after another.

With the approval of Zhou Qingfeng, Lin Zhengyi, the former technical director of the city battery factory, was reorganized and served as the factory director.

The office building of the city battery factory was turned into the group headquarters by Zhou Qingfeng. Mr. Lin wanted to reorganize the factory, so he could only move the office point back to the three-story building in the original factory area.

However, the original management team in the factory was wiped out, and the office was much more empty.

The factory's administrative and financial affairs were all streamlined and sent by the headquarters. The factory office was reduced from more than 200 people to more than 30 people, with clear rights and responsibilities and improved management efficiency.

It turned out that there were more than 1,200 retired employees in the entire factory, and now only more than 300 people have been cut off by Zhou Qingfeng.

Because there are too many cuts and many people causing trouble, Lin Zhengyi originally wanted to pay a severance fee to appease the resentment of the discrete employees.

Zhou Qingfeng refused without hesitation and asked Huang Li's legal department to take the lead and work with the group's finance department to check the accounts of more than a dozen factories, and to catch some typical cases who are scammers and go to prison.

If the Ministry of Justice has no backer, it can only fart itself. But if it has backer, it is a sharp blade that swept across the war.

The management of many factories is too ugly, with a huge loophole, and the accounts cannot stand the investigation at all.

Zhou Qingfeng tried every means to let Xiao Jinlang go to the event and exchanged some clean and clean minds for the city. The two sides cooperated with each other and worked together to clean up their respective territory.

With Zhou Qingfeng as the backing, Lao Xiao, the liaison minister, fully demonstrated his connections in the officialdom and became a trump card of the "Holy Light".

Against this background of cleaning and inspection, the battery factory has lost all debts accumulated over the years, cleaned up useless waste, and injected ten million of working capital again.

Lin Zhengyi gathered the technical backbone of the battery factory and completed the enterprise restructuring. The whole factory felt that there was a bright future and hope. At this time when he was full of energy...

The group headquarters forced a quality control engineer, and he was an external Japanese. His monthly salary was as high as 100,000... Hong Kong dollars.

When Lin Zhengyi received this notice, he was shocked to run away from the office chair.

One hundred thousand!

How can I give so much money to a person?

More than 300 people in the factory raised their wages significantly, and they only paid less than 150,000 soft-sister coins in a month. Considering the exchange rate, the Japanese's salary is worth half of the factory.

Several employees heard Director Lin’s shouting and squeezed into the director’s office, came forward like a fun, and read the appointment notice issued by the group.

Everyone was surprised at the 'a monthly salary of 100,000 yuan'. What was even more surprising was the inconspicuous sentence of the notice: Mr. Yuki Watanabe's salary and all expenses are borne by the battery factory.

Seeing this, no one in the factory wanted such an inexplicable Japanese devil.

Raising this person is too expensive.

I can't afford it, I really can't afford it.

If it weren't for Zhou Qingfeng's decisive behavior and high fame, everyone would have thought that "Watanabe Yuki" came from, which was unknown, was a relative who was sent to the president for lunch.

In the past, the factory had good performance, and the leaders of the factory often set up positions by making a name for themselves, stuffing their relatives in to eat a big pot of rice, and finally ate the factory down.

Now there is a more ruthless one.

Hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars per month!

Wouldn't it be said that the Japanese devils are more valuable than us?

The people in the factory suddenly became psychologically unbalanced.

However, Watanabe Yu was inexplicably excited when he arrived at Tianyang, especially after learning that he had been appointed as a quality control engineer. This made him almost forget the special mission he shouldered.

As the liaison minister, Lao Xiao personally went to the airport to pick him up. Carl and Qin Hao both asked to go to the city guesthouse to rest, but Watanabe was quite excited. After some politeness, he asked about his work in fluent Chinese.

"Xiao Sang, can I really manage a factory with more than 300 people?"

Sitting on the standard "Chang'an Star", Xiao Jinlang felt that the old Japanese hiring was too excited.

"Mr. Watanabe, we welcome you very much and hope that you can pass on your management experience to us.

Your job is to be a quality control personnel to manage a battery factory that has just been reorganized. As for the "freedom" in terms of work, we try not to limit it."

After saying that, Lao Xiao asked in a low voice: "You seem to be looking forward to this job?"

Watanabe, who was in his fifties, smiled but quickly restrained himself, and nodded suddenly, "I will do my best to do my job well."

Old Xiao thought this was boring, as if he was an official voice. He actually didn't understand why Zhou Qingfeng had to hire an external manager and a Japanese.

Tianyang Battery Factory was built in more than 7 years and is located in the new urban area of ​​Tianyang. The factory area is not large and is divided into several separate workshops.

A large yard in the factory was used as a parking lot. When Watanabe Yu arrived, Lin Masayoshi led a dozen employee representatives in the factory to form a welcome team - but everyone's face was not good-looking.

When the car door opened, Xiao Jinlang got off first. Then he followed a short and slutty old man, who was not very good-looking. Someone immediately whispered in the welcome queue: "This old boy is worth 100,000 yuan a month? He is not as tall as me."

The meeting scene was neither loud nor loud nor red carpet. Watanabe was indeed not tall, only about one meter five meters. But he was very energetic, got off the bus and stood firm, his eyes swept away, and his momentum was not weak.

Xiao Jinlang is equivalent to the "Organization Minister" at this moment. He led Watanabe to take a few steps forward and introduced it to both parties with a smile. One side is the factory director and the other side is the quality control. Shaking hands means meeting each other.

Lao Lin is a landlord, so he should pay more attention to the fact that "diplomatic affairs are nothing small". He politely introduced the department and front-line personnel in the factory to Watanabe, and led the other party to visit the factory.

Since it is a battery factory, it is inevitable to fiddle with lead and acid. Most of the jobs in the factory are equivalent to special industries. Watanabe only glanced at outside a few workshops and refused to go in.

"The equipment in your factory is too backward. This way, no first-class products can be produced. The workers there are even more unregulated, and they do not even have basic safety protection measures."

The production of lead-acid batteries requires welding lead plate electrodes and polishing the electrodes. Watanabe refers to the welding worker in the workshop.

The floor of the workshop was messy and debris were flying. The workers were wearing dirty work clothes, labor protection gloves and masks, and walked around in scattered ways.

The various parts of the battery are stacked neatly, but the operations of employees appear to be scattered and disorderly. They seem to have been used to this and have become natural.

Regarding the problems pointed out by Watanabe, someone in the welcome team whispered: "Everyone is wearing masks, why are there no safety measures?"

Watanabe walked in front with great momentum. He heard the muttering behind him for a while but couldn't help it. He turned around and cursed 'Baga', turned his head and shouted: "The superior is talking, what qualifications do the subordinate have to interrupt?"

The person who was scolded later suddenly jumped up in anger, "You little Japanese, you are looking for the wrong place to show off your power. Grandpa, I'm polite to you, because you respect you. You are even arrogant."

The scolded person was about to step forward and was immediately stopped by his colleagues next to him.

Watanabe stood still, his face gloomy. He was also wondering if he should ignore the chaos in the factory, but he responded to this chaos with great awkwardness and unbearableness.

He pointed to the workers in the welding workshop and shouted: "This way of working has been eliminated in Japan for decades. Since I have served as a quality control engineer for your factory, I have to stop this inefficient operation.

Ordinary masks cannot filter the lead smoke produced during welding at all. I am sure that the blood lead in all people in your factory exceeds the standard, which is extremely irresponsible to the lives of workers.

I asked the factory to make rectifications. As for the worker who was following the crime, he must apologize to me and fire him."

The worker who was stopped was even more excited despite the dissuasion, he jumped up and sprayed Watanabe's face with thick phlegm, "Bah, you little Japanese ball."

We have never had any problems producing this way, and the products are sold very well. You have to do so many things. Who are you old?"

Watanabe stood still and was sprayed with a look of spray. Even Xiao Jinlang was shocked.

But Watanabe took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his face, and said slowly and quietly: "As an old worker who has been working on the production line for more than 20 years, I can't stand any management flaws.
Chapter completed!