Yi Zhonghai raised a finger and showed a proud look on his face. He was also very proud to be able to fulfill his promise.

"One cent?" Yan Bugui guessed.

Everyone was a little disappointed.

Yi Zhonghai shook his head quickly.

Jia Zhang's face was so excited that his face shone brightly, and his voice changed tone: "One dollar?"

Everyone also had a happy look in their eyes. When Director Yang was there, he paid 50 cents, not a bonus, but said it was labor insurance costs, and everyone was already ecstatic.

Yi Zhonghai continued to shake his head.

The jealous look in Yan Bugui's eyes showed, and he didn't believe that the steel mill would have such good benefits. Besides, there is no allowance for bonuses now.

Yi Zhonghai is probably bragging.

Everyone was instantly boiling. The people who were about to disperse tightly surrounded Yi Zhonghai, and they all wanted to take out the exact words from his mouth.

His bangs also stretched his ears and turned around to look at the second aunt with a smile: "He must be talking nonsense!"

"I'm willing to listen." The second aunt said angrily: "Ten dollars are really a huge sum of money. You haven't given so much pocket money in a year."

Jia Zhang couldn't help laughing and asked carefully: "Do you pay ten yuan?"

"Ten yuan is still a conservative amount." Yi Zhonghai waved his hand: "Zhuzi said that if everyone regards themselves as the owner of the factory, the bonus will only be more and not less."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In an instant, applause rushed into the sky.

...

He Yuzhu is not so lucky. It is not easy to build an automated production line. Although there are instructions in the space, it is difficult to actually operate.

Brubschy had already drawn the drawings and said he wanted to go back to design and must make the production line the most perfect. He politely declined He Yuzhu's dinner and hurried back to the hotel where he stayed.

He Yuzhu was left alone in the wind.

Fortunately, Ma Hua was very considerate and made a few steamed buns for him, stir-fry a side dish, and then made a small bottle of Erguotou, which ended the dinner.

As soon as they walked to the gate of the steel mill, they saw Director Yang with a hurry. The two almost collided with each other.

Director Yang unbuttoned the Zhongshan suit and said panting: "Zhuzi, I just heard a news that you are going to give bonuses to the workers. I wonder if this is the case?"

"Yes!" He Yuzhu said without hesitation: "I just want to mobilize everyone's enthusiasm and let them fight for the cause of socialism."

"It doesn't seem to be good!" Director Yang said gasping: "Giving bonuses will cause unnecessary trouble. I think it's better to give everyone some benefits."

Of course He Yuzhu understands.

Benefits are nothing more than gloves and rain boots. These things are useless. You can wear them for a long time with one or two pieces. If you buy too much, it will be a waste and will not work at all.

Only the most real money can buy whatever you want, and it can also improve their lives.

"Why can't it?" He Yuzhu frowned and asked, "Anyway, it's all about spending money to buy it. It's better to give it something practical so that they can sell things as they please."

Wishes are beautiful.

But the reality is particularly unsatisfactory.

Yang Feng had already heard the news, and Director Kang had taken over the Industrial Bureau. His best practice was politics, and he was simply bullshit about industry.

"We must strengthen ideological work and not talk about money at any time. It seems very merciless and will attract the attention of the above and may cause unintentional disasters." Director Yang was unwilling to say too clearly, which put He Yuzhu under great pressure.

He Yuzhu is particularly stubborn.

The bonus matter must be put on the agenda, and will do this in the future. After all, being in a state of silence will only make the factory go downhill and become less and less energetic.

Now it's just a little time in advance, and the workers will definitely agree.

"Director Yang, you are right." He Yuzhu was very grateful to Director Yang for his reminder and knew that he was doing his own good: "I will definitely not relax in political and ideological work, but it is imperative to transform the automated production line."

Director Yang rubbed his eyebrows.

It was really not easy to convince He Yuzhu. He had just returned to the countryside and wanted to live for a while, but when he heard that the Industrial Bureau had changed, he ran back immediately.

"You must listen to mine." Director Yang said earnestly: "I treat you as my son, and I don't want you to get bleeding. The expert of the bear is malicious. I'm worried that he will steal our technology."

This is such a super joke.

Mao Xiong’s industrial technology has been several hundred years ahead of the flower planter’s growth. The two countries cannot speak the same way. People look down on the manual operation of the flower planter.

"Director Yang, everyone uses advanced equipment, how could he like our technology? He really wanted to help, and I was very optimistic about him." He Yuzhu could only explain patiently.

Director Yang stopped saying a word.

He Yuzhu's stubbornness is famous, and Li Hangmei has now become Director Kang's assistant. She definitely hopes that their steel mill will make trouble, so she can arrange her own people.

Seeing that Yang Feng didn't say anything, He Yuzhu changed the subject and said, "Old factory manager, seeing you looking so dirty, you must have not had dinner yet. I'll invite you to a tavern for a meal, so you can eat enough!"

"I have no intention of eating it." Yang Feng said unhappily: "Director Kang has long disliked our steel mill and wants to arrange his own people to come. If you make a mistake, they will be just right."

"No!" He Yuzhu immediately grabbed Yang Fengdao, "Now is the time when the working class is in power, and my wealth is clean and innocent. They can't help but want to accuse me. I will definitely be able to get everyone's support."

"Forget it!" Director Yang stopped arguing. He Yuzhu could only change his mind by letting the facts teach him a lesson. "If you encounter any difficulties, let me say a word. I will support you unswervingly, but you can't do anything."

"Yeah!" He Yuzhu knew that Director Yang's meeting agreed. The reason why he did this was because he was worried about himself: "I will pay special attention and will not let anyone wear small shoes for me. I will definitely keep the position of Director."

The two walked towards the tavern. As soon as they reached the middle of the road, they saw someone rushing over on a bicycle. If He Yuzhu hadn't reacted quickly, Director Yang would have been knocked to the ground.

"What's going on?" It was a little dark. He Yuzhu didn't see the person clearly. He grabbed his bicycle and scolded him unhappily, "Ride a bike slowly. If you hurt someone, can you bear the responsibility?"

"Sorry!" Kobayashi jumped off her sweaty bicycle and threw it directly on the ground: "Main Director, something is wrong, and the steel factory may have something wrong. I heard a rumor that someone wanted to make things difficult for Director He."

"Not afraid!" He Yuzhu had already prepared, and the soldiers came to block the enemy, and the soil was flooded: "I will have a way to deal with it, and nothing can make me difficult."
Chapter completed!