Reborn back to 1984

Chapter 58

This is a private enterprise established less than three years ago. Its full name is Shanghai Xinhua Home Textile Co., Ltd. It specializes in processing incoming materials and undertakes businesses such as needle textiles, bedding, clothing and accessories. There are 32 people including the boss and his family. .

It was about the size of the temple, and all the gods and gods in it were in very low postures. Zhang Xiuqing went to the reception room and explained his purpose. The skinny young man invited them in respectfully.

As soon as I walked in, I found that the company's factory building was very simple, arranged in an "H" shape, with the administrative staff's office on the left, the large canteen on the right, the processing workshop in the middle, and a high wall around the outside.

After walking a few steps, I heard the unique "da da" sound of stepping on the sewing machine. There was a strong smell of fabric in the air, covering the fragrance of flowers and grass.

The young man took them to the boss's office, and then found some glasses to make tea for them.Zhang Xiuqing said, "Thank you!" The young man's face immediately turned red, and without daring to lift his head, he brought the other two cups of tea to Zhang Lingen and Ma Tao respectively, and said in a creaking voice, "Sit down for a while, we Boss Zhong will be here soon..."

Zhang Xiuqing repeated the old trick, asked where the toilet was, and walked out alone.

In order to reduce the smell, she stood under a tree and waited until the female workers went to the toilet, then followed in with her nose, and then heard two female workers complain that the wages were too low and they could not cheer up their work...

Zhang Xiuqing returned to the boss's office, and after waiting for about ten minutes, a man in his 30s with a round face, big eyes, and a fat body walked in. After a rough look at the three of them, he realized that he had made a mistake. He stretched out his hand towards the "leader" Ma Tao: "Hello, my name is Zhong Guoxin, the country of the country, the old and the new..."

Ma Tao stood up early, and shook hands with Boss Zhong enthusiastically: "My name is Ma Tao, I am a successful horse, I can talk endlessly..."

Zhong Guoxin patted Ma Tao on the shoulder, motioned him to sit down, and then extended his hand to Zhang Lingen.Zhang Lingen, who has been a farmer for half his life, encountered such a situation for the first time in his life. He was so nervous that his arms were stiff, his hands were shaking, his tongue seemed to be tied, and he couldn't speak a word.

Ma Tao was originally an acquaintance, so he immediately helped to speak for him: "This is my uncle Zhang Lingen...that is my alumnus Zhang Xiuqing..."

Zhang Lingen's hand was covered with calluses, and Zhong Guoxin knew that this was a farmer as soon as he reached out to hold it. Judging by his honest appearance, he probably came with his daughter.In order not to be misunderstood that he took advantage of the little girl, Zhong Guoxin didn't intend to shake hands with Zhang Xiuqing, and nodded at her with a smile, then took out a cigarette and handed it to Ma Tao and Zhang Lingen, who took it one by one, and soon swallowed it When he got up, the other didn't want to smoke in front of his daughter, so he pinched the cigarette to his ear.

Zhong Guoxin put the focus on Ma Tao, sat next to him, and chatted with him about business, how did he know that this guy didn't know anything, no matter what Zhong Guoxin asked, he would answer: "You can talk to Xiaozhang about this, she know better."

Zhong Guoxin, who was belatedly aware of it, finally realized that he had misunderstood the key point. Then he looked at the fair-skinned, beautiful-looking girl who was not older than 20 years old sitting diagonally across from him, and felt contemptuous in his heart. , he found himself mistaken again.

It didn't take long for Zhang Xiuqing to understand the basic situation of this company clearly.Xinhua Home Textiles is a typical family business. The father manages the warehouse, the mother manages the canteen, the mother-in-law manages the quality, the sister manages the workshop, the brother-in-law manages the cutting, and Zhong Guoxin manages the whole factory and also serves as a salesman.At present, they are rushing to produce a batch of bell-bottom pants, and there will be a list of sports pants in the future. A trading company asked them to make a batch of pants with two white edges on the side of the pants. The delivery date is also very tight.

And Zhong Guoxin knew nothing about this little girl except that she was from J County, Jiangsu Province, that she was friends with He Yihua of Jin'an Textile Co., Ltd., and that there was a batch of mosquito nets to be distributed.

"That is to say, it will take two months for your factory to be free to take other orders. Don't count on August and September, right?" Zhang Xiuqing asked.

Zhong Guoxin nodded.

Both Zhang Lingen and Ma Tao stood up in disappointment, but Zhang Xiuqing did not give up and proposed to visit the workshop. Zhong Guoxin hesitated for a moment, but nodded in agreement.

The workshop is small and the air is turbid. 24 sewing machines and two quilting machines are lined up in two parallel lines. In the middle is a walkway about two meters wide.

There are two oscillating ceiling fans hanging on the walls on the left and right sides, but all the blowing out is hot air. Twenty-six female workers faced each other with their backs to the wall, and everyone was sweating profusely.

The 24 sewing machines made a "da da da" sound, just like 24 machine guns firing in unison, which made people dizzy.

Ma Tao stood at the door, looking back.

Zhang's father and daughter walked in behind Zhong Guoxin.

While the female workers were busy with the work in hand, they raised their heads and blatantly looked at Zhang's father and daughter who passed in front of them.

Compared with factories with strict management in later generations, these female workers who are not paying attention during working hours will all be given a warning.

Zhang Xiuqing walked slowly from one end of the workshop to the other, stopping from time to time to watch the female workers at work, and sometimes asking questions.After walking to the end, I stood there thinking for a while, and then walked back slowly, with a thoughtful face.

Ma Tao stood in the shade at the door, sweating profusely from the heat. He really didn't understand what's so good about this workshop. If it wasn't for Shanghai and the unfamiliar place, he would have left impatiently.After finally surviving until she finished it, Ma Tao looked like a wronged little daughter-in-law with resentment on his face.

Zhong Guoxin, however, admired Zhang Xiuqing. At first he thought that Zhang Xiuqing was at most like Ma Tao, standing at the door and watching for a few moments. From the end to the beginning, I watched it for three hours.

A person cannot be judged by his appearance, the sea cannot be measured, and the quieter a person is, the more he should not be underestimated. Zhong Guoxin completely dispelled his contempt, and began to look straight at Zhang Xiuqing.

There were too many people in the workshop, so it was not the place to talk. Zhang Xiuqing and Zhong Guoxin looked at each other and walked towards the office in a tacit understanding. Before they had walked a few steps, there were chattering voices behind them:

"Who is this little girl?"

"I don't know, could it be a relative of the boss?"

"Impossible, I know all the relatives of the boss!"

"Could it be the purchase of some company?"

"Impossible, you have been here for so long, which company's procurement can stay in the workshop for three hours?"

After a while of silence, someone said something surprising: "Hey, it can't be the little proprietress, right?"

Zhang Lingen's face immediately darkened. He was walking in front of Zhang Xiuqing, but when he heard this, he immediately slowed down and walked side by side with Zhang Xiuqing.

Zhong Guoxin didn't know what to say, the more he said, the more mistakes, the less he said, the less mistakes, so he had to cough to cover up his embarrassment.

When the four returned to the office, Zhong Guoxin immediately turned on the ceiling fan, poured tea and water for them, offered cigarettes and lit the fire.

Zhang Xiuqing didn't want to waste time, and said straight to the point: "Boss Zhong, I would like to ask a question. If the female workers can improve their work efficiency, would you like to give them a salary increase?"

Some bosses are super stingy, and they wish their employees could work 24 hours a day, and they also wish that all employees would not be paid.I want to run fast at once, but I also want the horse not to eat grass. How can there be such a good thing in the world?

Zhong Guoxin was taken aback, and couldn't help but glance at Zhang Xiuqing. After thinking for a while, he said solemnly: "If they can improve their work efficiency, I am willing to give them a salary increase."

Zhang Xiuqing had seen a lot of contradictory people, so she asked, "Are you sure?"

Zhong Guoxin nodded: "I'm sure, I can make decisions about the salary. I'm afraid you don't know that more than half of the female workers in the workshop are relatives of my family..."

"That's good!" Zhang Xiuqing felt relieved, and asked the second question: "If I have a way to improve the work efficiency of female workers and complete existing orders ahead of schedule, would you be willing to accept my order?"

Zhong Guoxin was taken aback again, and turned his gaze to Zhang Xiuqing again, wondering if she was joking.Zhang Lingen coughed immediately, and Zhang Xiuqing said, "I'm serious, I'm not joking with you."

Zhong Guoxin did not rush to agree, but asked instead: "What do you want?"

Zhang Xiuqing stated her purpose: "I want to jump in line!"

Zhong Guoxin took the risk of being beaten by Zhang Lingen, took a deep look at Zhang Xiuqing, and replied with one word: "Okay!"

Zhang Xiuqing raised her thumbs up and praised, "Excellent!"

It was nearly twelve o'clock at this time, although Zhong Guoxin wanted to know what good ways Zhang Xiuqing could improve work efficiency, he suppressed his curiosity and took them to the cafeteria for dinner.

On the way, he met his parents, mother-in-law, younger sister, and brother-in-law. After hearing about Zhang Xiuqing's intentions, they all looked at her suspiciously.Zhong Guoxin's mother was in charge of the cafeteria and suspected that they were here to make a living.His mother-in-law had already heard the rumors in the workshop, and she looked at Zhang Xiuqing very unkindly... Zhong Guoxin thought for a while, and persuaded them not to think so badly about people, and advised them not to let go of any opportunity.

After eating their stomachs full, the group gathered in Zhong Guoxin's office without taking a nap.

The other party didn't trust her, and Zhang Xiuqing didn't trust the other party either. In order to prevent the other party from crossing the river and tearing down the bridge, Zhang Xiuqing asked to write it down in black and white, and each party would hold a copy.

Seeing her reassurance, Zhong Guoxin's family believed her somewhat.

He Guoxin wrote two contracts by hand, and both of them signed and pressed their fingerprints. After finishing, Zhang Xiuqing said his own method - the piece-rate system!And activate the skills of the lotus flower, compare the time system to a big pot of rice, compare the piece rate system to household contracting, and analyze their disadvantages and advantages one by one.After the economics class, Zhang Xiuqing gave them an ideological and political class: "...the leaders of the party and the country immediately carried out land reform across the country after they realized the disadvantages of the big pot. How about you? Don't you want to be a party lover? A good patriotic citizen?"

Everyone in the room was taken aback by her words, but no one asked back, what does the implementation of the piecework system really have to do with loving the party and the country.

If this was in the 21st century, Zhang Xiuqing would most likely be regarded as crazy, but in 1984, no one dared to ask.

(End of this chapter)