The Great Industrial Ming Dynasty Started from Beiping

Chapter 122 The Humanities of the Factory (Thanks to Book Friends 5257 and Book Friends 3308 for the reward)
In the Zhonghua Heavy Industry area, there is a building with more than a dozen tile-roofed houses side by side. Each tile-roofed house is not small.

The outer cabinets of the coke refinery, the outer cabinet of the steam engine factory, the outer cabinet of the iron smelting plant that is under preparation have also been listed, and the outer cabinet of the engineering team.

The easternmost one is the main cabinet of the outer cabinet, which manages all the departments.

"It seems that I haven't seen Manager Wang Ren on your cabinet for several days. What has he been up to lately?"

The pressure of the outer cabinet is high.

The total profit of the factory is declining, and even the steam engine factory, with the flattening of sales growth, has also become restless.

The most sensitive is naturally the outer cabinet, and their business is related to it.

"He is busy with the honeycomb coal chamber of commerce."

"Does your engineering team have any new jobs recently?"

"There are a few small jobs, but you know, our engineering team does not make much profit. At the current stage, we are pursuing a balance of profit and loss."

"The whole factory is counting on your department, you people outside the cabinet, not to be busy with your own affairs, but to be busy with outside affairs instead?"

Gao Zhen stared at the words, picked up the teacup and left the hot water room.

A coal stove is burning in the hot water room. There is a teapot on the stove, and tables and chairs are placed for people in the outer cabinet to drink.

Set up in the tenth room, with the number ten on the door, no department is willing to use this room, and it becomes a pantry.

"Not bad temper."

"He is in charge of the outer cabinet of the steam engine, the most profitable factory in the whole factory, it is right to have a temper, but you are also crazy."

The Zhonghua Heavy Industry Zone has been established for one year, and the number of employees has exceeded 3000.

There is a canteen and accommodation.

In a semi-closed social environment where people's hearts are stable, Weiwei has given birth to a unique internal humanism, which is slightly different from the outside world.

Especially the outer cabinet.

The outer cabinet does not guarantee the harvest in drought and flood. The apprentices in the outer cabinet can only maintain their personal food and clothing only with the guaranteed wages.

If you can't make progress, it's better to work as a worker in the workshop and earn more.

Therefore, the competition for those who stayed in the outer cabinet was very fierce, and there was a kind of contradictory sophistication among them.

That is to say, it retains the mutual decency of the outside world, the wisdom of being a human being, and the confrontation hidden in the needle, a high-paced business need.

Holding the teacup in her hand, Gao Zhen walked through the gates under the eaves to her private house, with a strong wind blowing around her.

It's cold.

The demand for coal will increase, which is a good thing for the factory.

"Oh, I'm really used to it. I have to think about so many things while walking, and it takes a lot of effort." Leaning on the back of the chair, Gao Zhen rubbed her forehead wearily, letting her mind go.

The steam engine factory is the most dazzling, everyone envies themselves, but who knows the pressure on themselves, you must know that the nobles are also the most closely watched.

"Wang Ren."

Gao Zhen, who has sharp eyes and a careful heart, saw a figure flashing past the door, and immediately blurted out and called out to stop him.

That person came in, it was Wang Ren.

"Shopkeeper, I'm looking for you."

"Then I won't call you, didn't you just walk over." Gao Zhen cursed with a smile, and then said, "Sit down."

In this low and long building, some rooms are large and are used for multiple people to work together, while some rooms are elongated and slender for one person to work with.

The shopkeepers of the outer cabinets of each factory are single offices.

There is one window at the front and one at the back, the front window is on the right side of the wall, and the door is on the left.

At the entrance is a desk, a row of chairs, and then a desk and a wooden chair with a long back.

Wang Ren sat on the long row of chairs, turned to look at his shopkeeper.

"The business of foreign cabinets in Shandong has been suspended, and the business of Shaanxi and Shanxi has not been given an accurate statement by the nobleman."

"It has led to the current dilemma, but we can't do nothing, and many people can stare at us."

Wang Ren took the initiative to say: "I know, that's why the shopkeeper supports me to become a briquette chamber of commerce."

"The reason why I support you is mainly because you are very enthusiastic about this matter and have your own ideas. I believe you can do it."

"Although the Beehive Coal Chamber of Commerce was established, it didn't succeed just because of its name. What plans do you have for the follow-up?"

Wang Ren hesitated for a moment.

"Do you still want to hide it from me?" Gao Zhen laughed.

Seeing this, Wang Ren no longer hesitated.

He leaned forward and strengthened the weight of his speech, which is his skill in talking outside, which can give others a sense of sincerity.

"The honeycomb coal workshop owner who joined the Chamber of Commerce, not to mention others, must have courage compared to the other dozens of peers."

"It doesn't matter to them, they have no capital and no means."

"The chamber of commerce can solve their relationship and ways. The only limitation is their capital."

……

Listening to Wang Ren's thoughts, Gao Zhen frowned.

The matter of money is indeed difficult to solve. The factory can't provide it to them, so what's the matter?
Could it be that the factory works for the owner of the honeycomb coal workshop.

"This is what I think. The factory sets up a bank to provide them with capital, but it is different from the bank outside."

Wang Ren didn't have the confidence, and said with a lack of energy: "In terms of interest, we may have to make a big concession."

"No one can decide on this matter, only the young prince can decide." Gao Zhen immediately pointed out the key point.

Wang Ren smiled wryly.

"My thoughts will not bring much benefit to the factory, how dare I go to the little prince, and I don't dare to go to the little prince."

Although he is the manager of the outer cabinet, but there are many managers in the outer cabinet, what qualifications does he have to go to the little prince, and he only has a few words with the little prince in a year.

Gao Zhen put down the teacup, the hot water in the cup was already cold.

The sound of porcelain touching solid wood pierced the silence of the office. Wang Ren looked at Gao Zhen, hoping that the shopkeeper could advise him.

Gao Zhen finally made up her mind, "You will stay in the factory these two days, and when the little prince comes, I will take you to see him."

Wang Ren breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't help feeling nervous inside.

Thinking of meeting the little prince, his legs felt weak.

What if I say the wrong thing, what if I don't perform well and leave a bad impression in the little prince's heart, wouldn't my future be ruined.

"Go get busy."

"Okay, shopkeeper, you are busy first, I'm leaving."

Wang Ren got up and left.

Gao Zhen put her hands on the desk, thought for a moment, got up and left the public house, passed several workshops on the hard pavement of the factory area, and came to a quiet area.

Office.

"The horse is in charge."

"Treasurer Gao." Hearing the call, Ma Wangxuan raised his head to see the person coming, and quickly smiled, stood up and asked the person to sit down.

Gao Zhen pulled Ma Wangxuan and asked in a low voice.

Ma Wangxuan shook his head after listening.

"No one knows when the little prince will come to the factory, there is no rule, and there will be no schedule."

"You want to see the little prince, I will let you know as soon as the little prince comes."

"Then trouble the horse."

"No trouble, this is a matter of duty."

After sending Gao Zhen away, Ma Wangxuan returned to his seat, took out the notebook next to him, and made a note on it.

Of course, Ma Wangxuan knew about the little prince's schedule, but he wouldn't say it.

I never tell anyone, just keep it in my heart.

After work.

Ma Wangxuan took the railway carriage and returned to Peiping with many people.

The railway connects Daxing and Beiping.

Many people are unwilling to stay in the dormitory after work, and will return home.

For workers who do not want to live in the factory, the factory encourages them and saves more dormitories. Of course, the factory will not turn a blind eye.

For these workers, the factory gave subsidies.

The cost of commuting to and from get off work by the railway is paid by the factory.

Although the little prince said that the railway is a long-distance transportation, but because the railway construction is short, and there are many other needs.

In Ma Wangxuan's view, it has become a short-distance transportation.

There were quite a few stops along the way, and when he arrived in Beiping, he was the only one left in the carriage. When he got off, he glanced at the empty carriage.

At least this trip, the little prince lost money again.

Back at home, in a courtyard on the back street of the Wangfu, there are several senior households who work in the Wangfu and live there.

There is a house among them, and there are two rooms in the house. This small house belongs to Ma Wangxuan.

A few people squatted at the door of his house.

It was getting late now.

"Dong dong dong."

Ma Wangxuan walked over vigilantly, stepping on the wooden support and holding the small knife at his waist.

Everyone in their study room has a knife, because the little prince works in the study room.

Although according to common sense, there will be no unsightly eyes, but we have to guard against it.

The world's great wonders.

Anything can happen.

"It's the second brother."

"Er Wazi, I am your uncle,"

Ma Wangxuan released his right hand.

"Why are you here?"

Ma Wangxuan took out the key, unlocked the padlock at the door, opened the door and invited several people in.

Several people followed Ma Wangxuan in and looked at Ma Wangxuan's house curiously.

"Er Wazi, everyone said that you are promising and have your own house in the city, which is amazing. I heard that the house in the city can be sold for money."

Several people sat down, and one of the old men kept boasting.

Ma Wangxuan ignited the sawdust with a flint and fired the coal stove while saying, "This house is not mine, I'm just staying there temporarily."

The title deed of the house is pressed under the bedside box.

It was given to him by the little prince.

This land deed was taken out and handed over to Yaren for sale. Only these two houses can be sold for more than 200 taels.

As for the dirt houses in the country.

Even if someone sells it, someone has to buy it. You can't find it, and most of them can only be lived in.

And the house here, someone bought it, but someone had to sell it, and it could be passed down as an inheritance.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, could it be so?

"Second Brother, Dad said that this house belongs to you."

"You know a lot."

Ma Wang scolded.

He had guessed the purpose of everyone's visit long ago, and hoped to rely on his relationship to find a good job in China Heavy Industry.

China Heavy Industry lacked workers. When it was first established, it recruited a lot of people from the private sector.

But today is not what it used to be.

The source of the factory is either a military household in the Sanwei of Yanshan, or a craftsman, or someone who can speak and count.

People who have nothing can only do hard work with low wages.

For example, the engineering team is still recruiting handymen.

According to the little prince, it was prepared for the disadvantaged groups who could not survive, the wages were not high, and the work intensity was not high.

(End of this chapter)