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Chapter 373 This is not a sweatshop!

Another month later.

The ribbon-cutting ceremony for the completion of the industrial park was already yesterday.

Almost all the mainstream media in Sijiu City came to the scene yesterday and conducted relevant in-depth reports.

Not only that, when Lao Lou came back this time, he also brought back several reporters from a TV station he founded in Xiangjiang.

It is conceivable that after this news is broadcast on TV stations in Xiangjiang, it will arouse great interest from businessmen who want to come back to invest.

As early as three months ago, Lao Lou's trading company in Xiangjiang had received orders for samples of clothing, small household appliances, mopeds and motorcycles from all over the world.

According to the current order volume, even if it is operating at full capacity, it will take half a year to complete all deliveries.

The proportion of clothing brand processing is 80%, and private brands account for 20%.

Yang Yi gave the name of his own brand "HANTANG" in Roman characters, and the Chinese name is "HanTang".

Some designs that will only appear more than ten years later are given to our own brands.

There is no way, as a biological son, the treatment is always different.

Originally, this brand was used to enter the foreign market, but unexpectedly, the largest orders came from Xiangjiang itself and some overseas Chinese.

This is...

Yang Yi immediately called the person in charge of trade in Xiangjiang.

"Didn't I tell you that the first batch of orders were placed in Ouwei and Xiaozhi's market? How come it's like this now!"

"Boss, you can't blame us. Your father-in-law gave a few samples for others to try on, and they later directly sent large orders.

They are all old friends of your father-in-law, so we can’t refuse. "

Well, I really can’t blame him for this kind of thing.

Is it Lao Lou’s fault?

It seems that he can't be blamed.

All I can say is that our products are really excellent.

"Boss, I think the textile factory in Sijiucheng should adjust the ratio of OEM and private label production.

Otherwise, judging from the current trend, with a ratio of 20%, it would be difficult to even complete orders from overseas Chinese.

If we don’t have anything on hand, we can’t open overseas markets! "

"But we have received the contract processing business for half a year, and there is no way to adjust the ratio now."

"Boss, even if you force me again, I won't be able to complete your mission!"

So Yang Yi could only hang up the phone.

It seems that the only thing left is to find ways to tap the potential of the textile factory itself.

Summoning the heads of textile factories including Qin Huairu, Yang Yi asked them to work together to find a way to increase production capacity by 20% on the existing basis.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yi's request was resolved by Qin Huairu as soon as he raised it.

"President, I've actually wanted to give you advice for a long time. This eight-hour work system with one day off per week is simply not suitable for our factory.

Work overtime. If you work two hours a day, you can easily increase your productivity by 20%. "

Seeing that the heads of all the textile factories present looked in agreement, Yang Yi admitted that he was superficial.

I just don’t want the factory to be like the sweatshops of later generations!

"Two hours of overtime...will the workers have any objections?"

"If overtime pay is not given, there may be some objections, but they all cherish this job now, and they probably won't speak out even if they have objections.

But if they are given sufficient overtime pay, then they will jump for joy and clamor for overtime work. "

Also, earning more while they are young is the simplest wish of these workers at the moment.

"Then what's the appropriate amount of overtime pay?" "Thirty cents an hour will keep them motivated, but 50 cents will make them want to work overtime."

"That's fifty cents!"

Qin Huairu rolled her eyes at Yang Yi.

This little artist just can't bear to see the poor suffer.

Then, those management personnel hired by Yang Yi with high salary all said that they no longer need to calculate overtime pay here.

“President, with this high salary, we already feel a lot of pressure.

In state-owned factories, there is no precedent for cadres to receive overtime pay for working overtime. "

What a great staff!

I'm exploiting you, you still look like you're thinking about me, you're embarrassing me, you know?

There was no other way, everyone firmly said no, and Yang Yi could only agree with pain and tears.

When the news reached the ears of people in the textile department, everyone immediately cheered.

my darling!

The overtime fee is one yuan per day, which is 26 yuan for 26 days in a month. This is... the direct salary is almost doubled!

then……

"Director Qin, could you please tell me that you don't have to take a day off on Sunday? We are all willing to work overtime."

"There is no need to mention this again. The president will definitely not agree. According to him, continuous work without taking a day off to make adjustments will affect production efficiency."

Then there's no way.

Those who do good deeds think that the superiors are so generous, and they, the workers, should also be rewarded.

So after getting everyone's consent, a big slogan was posted on the wall of the workshop.

"Work hard for two hundred days to ensure that production capacity increases by 30%!"

When Yang Yi later came to the workshop and saw this slogan, he could only thank them.

The enthusiasm here in the textile factory inevitably affects other production workshops.

No, Yi Zhonghai was pushed up by them and reported to Yang Yilai.

"President, this is what they asked me to report to you. I'm really sorry."

Whenever Yi Zhonghai is in the factory now, he never calls Yang Yi by his nickname.

According to him, this was to maintain Yang Yi's dignity.

This can only be left to him.

"Master Yi, they must have come to ask for overtime work for them, right?"

Yang Yi had anticipated this chain reaction.

"President, don't blame those workers. They are all scared of poverty. Now that we have the opportunity to earn a little more, anyone will be tempted."

"I understand, I understand this. But the orders we receive now are all based on our budgeted production capacity.

I can't adjust it in a short period of time.

But tell the workers, I will arrange for the order-taking department to accept orders with 20% more production capacity starting from next month.

Starting next month, they will also be able to enjoy two hours of overtime every day. "

"Okay, okay, I'll tell them right now. By the way, CEO, we managers are just like their textile department, so we don't need overtime pay!"

"Okay, okay, I understand."

Yi Zhonghai left happily.

Yang Yi felt like crying.

In this time and space, whenever people in future generations mention sweatshops, will they use themselves as a model like Kang?

(End of this chapter)