industrial overlord

Chapter 65 Beat the Tiger to Death
The body that Lin Zhenhua inherited has a pretty good capacity for alcohol.After drinking like that the night before, by the next morning, Lin Zhenhua had fully recovered.The younger sister Xiaofang saw her brother in high spirits again. Thinking of how frightened she was the night before, she was very upset. She couldn't help but tugged at her brother's ear and chattered again until the good-tempered Lin Zhenhua responded with anger. Threatened, she went to school with a lot of enthusiasm.

Yang Xin went to sleep on Lin Fanghua's bed in the middle of the night, yawned now, and busily cooked porridge for Lin Zhenhua before rushing home to freshen up and get ready for work.

After Lin Zhenhua had breakfast, he walked towards the office building of the factory with a heavy heart. As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the building, he met Zhu Tiejun coming out of the building with an angry look on his face.

"Morning, Director Zhu." Lin Zhenhua greeted Zhu Tiejun.

"Xiao Lin, do you have anything to do today?" Zhu Tiejun asked.

Lin Zhenhua said, "It's nothing."

"Then pack up and go to Nandu with me." Zhu Tiejun ordered without any explanation.

"Me?" Lin Zhenhua was a little puzzled, "Why, do you need me to go for any technical matters?"

"It's not about technology, it's about labor and management. I'm going to the light chemical department." Zhu Tiejun said.

Lin Zhenhua didn't understand even more. Zhu Tiejun is the deputy director of production, and Liang Guangping should be in charge of labor and management. When is Zhu Tiejun going to take over?Also, Lin Zhenhua himself is the deputy chief of the technical department, why does he have to accompany Zhu Tiejun to go with the labor and capital matters?
"You don't need to ask so many questions, let's go." Zhu Tiejun said, the old man had suppressed his evil fire somewhere, and he spoke very aggressively, and Lin Zhenhua couldn't help asking more questions.

"Okay." Lin Zhenhua nodded and agreed. It's fine anyway, so let's go to the provincial capital with Zhu Tiejun.

Hanhua Factory has more than a dozen vehicles, three of which are jeeps, which are specially used for leaders to go out to work.The three Jeeps are also different.Among them, one is an authentic Beijing jeep, one is a "Gangshan brand" jeep produced in Jiangnan Province, and the last one is even more legendary, an original American military jeep with a vertical back.Lin Zhenhua once inquired that this American Jeep was actually captured by the volunteers on the battlefield during the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea. After nearly 30 years, this car can still be driven, and its off-road performance is still so good.

Now, Lin Zhenhua and Zhu Tiejun are sitting in this American Jeep and are speeding towards Nandu, the provincial capital.The driver, Wang Qinhu, is also a veteran. He has excellent driving skills. Whenever he sees a fast car on the road, he has to race against others. In his hands, this classic car drives as fiercely as a racing car.

"Director Zhu, what are you doing in the hall this time?" Lin Zhenhua asked on the way.

"Peng Gang and the others are going to retire from illness, do you know?" Zhu Tiejun asked back.

"I know... what, you said 'they'? Isn't Master Peng alone?"

Zhu Tiejun nodded: "There are 25 workers in the whole factory, all of whom are key workers." As he spoke, he read a few names to Lin Zhenhua, who couldn't help but gasp.

"No way? These masters are going to be sick, so what's the use of our factory?" Lin Zhenhua couldn't help complaining. There were 25 workers, most of whom were outstanding technicians in each workshop.If all these people quit, the technical level of Hanhua Factory will drop a lot.

"What else can we do if we don't let them refund?" Zhu Tiejun said angrily, "It's the same as Peng Gang. The children in the family are not young, and they have been working as temporary workers. When Peng Jun's incident happened, these parents were terrified. , I was afraid that my own children would also be overwhelmed. No, as if they had made an appointment, they all went to the county hospital to issue a certificate and apply for sick leave."

"Can the Light Chemical Department agree?" Lin Zhenhua asked. This kind of matter is not something that Hanhua Machinery Factory can decide on its own. It must be reported to the Light Chemical Department for approval.And the officials of the Department of Light and Chemical Industry are not laymen, so they don't know the value of excellent technicians, so it's strange that they can approve it.

Zhu Tiejun said: "Of course the Qinghua Department disagrees. Yesterday Lao Liang went to the Qinghua Department and was pushed back immediately. He said that he can only approve 5 at most, and the remaining 20 cannot be approved. The factory leaders had a meeting last night. Discussion, the result of the discussion is that it is impossible to keep anyone. Then I said, well, I will go to the lightening hall, and I will talk to those people."

Lin Zhenhua had heard it said a long time ago that every time he encountered difficult things, it was Zhu Tiejun who stood up and took the lead.It is okay for other factory leaders to do other things, but only Zhu Tiejun has the courage to fight a lawsuit with the provincial government.

"But, you came to the provincial department to do business, why are you taking me with you?" Lin Zhenhua still didn't understand.

Zhu Tiejun said: "Didn't I run into you, so I simply took you with me. If it was someone else, I wouldn't want to take it with me."

"Then... as a minister, I will be terrified." Lin Zhenhua said depressingly.

The jeep drove into Nandu City, the provincial capital. Wang Qinhu was very familiar with the Qinghua Department, so he drove the car directly into the courtyard of the Qinghua Department and parked under the shade of a tree.At that time, there were not many cars, and vacant parking spaces were everywhere.

Zhu Tiejun carried a handbag containing materials, strode into the office building of the Qinghua Department, and went straight to the labor and management department, and Lin Zhenhua had to follow closely behind.After asking about Zhu Tiejun's identity, a small staff member of the labor management department took him and Lin Zhenhua to the director's office. Only the director can receive such factory directors who come to handle affairs in person.

The director of the Labor and Management Department is Zhou Hui, a lesbian in her 40s. When she saw Zhu Tiejun, she asked, "Director Zhu, why did you come here? This matter is not in charge of Lao Liang." Is it? I told Lao Liang yesterday that I can only approve five, why, you have already discussed it?"

Zhu Tiejun put a grimace on his face, put the file bag containing 25 workers' medical return materials on Zhou Hui's desk, sat down on the sofa beside him, and said to Zhou Hui: "Our factory department has already discussed it. We are unable to meet the requirements of the Ministry of Light and Chemical Industry, and all these 25 workers must retire due to sickness, so there is no room for negotiation."

Zhou Hui's face sank: "Director Zhu, you are the factory manager. Do you know that these workers are the technical backbone of your Hanhua factory, and they all quit at once. How can you guarantee your production?"

Zhu Tiejun said: "Of course I know this. I am in charge of production. However, they do have practical difficulties, and the procedures for sick leave are complete. We have no reason not to approve it."

Zhou Hui picked up the materials, flipped through them, and asked, "Old Zhu, have you checked whether these workers are really sick? I don't think the medical certificates from these hospitals are necessarily reliable, right?"

Zhu Tiejun smiled coldly and said, "I dare to guarantee my party spirit."

"Can you guarantee it?" Zhou Hui asked.

Zhu Tiejun said: "That's right, I can assure you, I guarantee that all these workers are in good health, even a tiger can be killed."

Zhou Hui was taken aback for a moment, she thought that Zhu Tiejun would be vague and ambiguous, but she didn't expect him to admit so bluntly that these applications for sick leave were all fake.

"Old Zhu, are you joking?"

"Of course I'm not joking. I'm with them every day. How can I not know if they are sick?"

"Since this is the case, why do you agree with them to retire? Isn't this blatantly deceiving the organization?" Zhou Hui asked angrily.

Zhu Tiejun stood up, walked to Zhou Hui's desk, glared at her and asked, "Why do my workers have to get sick? You really don't know?"

"How do I know?" Zhou Hui was a little scared by Zhu Tiejun's stare.

"Let me tell you, because their children don't have jobs, they can only work as temporary workers in the factory. Because they don't have jobs, these children can't even get married, and they can talk about one. Just two weeks ago, one of our workers Kid, a 27-year-old guy, drank dichlorvos for this matter, and almost lost his life. Tell me, if you were this worker, what would you think?"

Zhou Hui hesitated for a moment, then replied: "Well, you can explain this problem to the workers and say that this is a temporary difficulty for the country. Sooner or later the country..."

"Sooner or later, when will it be?" Zhu Tiejun slapped the table and shouted sharply: "Of course you officials don't have to worry about your children, any of you children from the Qinghua Department will be assigned to subordinates immediately after graduating from school The company has gone? Let’s just say that the child of Director Zhou Hui is working as a worker in the petrochemical machine now? You have no worries, of course you can use this kind of bureaucratic tone. Our workers have no power, no power, no back door, they can only wrong themselves Besides, is there any other way to solve the work problem for the children!"

"Old Zhu, old Zhu!" Zhou Hui stood up hastily, went to close the door first, then glanced at Lin Zhenhua who was sitting silently by the side, and then said to Zhu Tiejun: "Director Zhu, you can't say that. Indeed, according to the policy, the arrangements for the children of the Qinghua Department are relatively smooth. How about we discuss the situation of the workers in your factory and try our best to meet the requirements of the workers. We are all parents, poor The hearts of parents in the world."

"Then it will be hard for Director Zhou." Zhu Tiejun got Zhou Hui's promise, so he stopped entanglement.He thanked him coldly, and walked out of the labor management office with Lin Zhenhua.

Walking out of the office building of the Qinghua Department, Zhu Tiejun turned around and asked Lin Zhenhua, "Xiao Lin, you have seen it all, what do you think?"

"Director Zhu, you just... well, you were so cool." Lin Zhenhua said helplessly.

"Hey!" Commander Zhu Tiejun sighed, "A total of 25 backbones, you think I'm willing to let go! Oh, forget it, let Wang Qinhu drive over, let's find a place to drink."

"Still drinking?" Lin Zhenhua wished he could grab the ground with his head.

(End of this chapter)