Chapter 380 Night in Nanyang (Third update, please subscribe)
In fact, in industrial production, the most important thing is people.
Just like in the enterprises of Sandezi, there have always been slave labor, but there is absolutely no such thing as "slave machine", and the limitation of Sandezi's industrial production has always been the lack of manpower, not machine.
The same is true in Nanyang. It is people, not machines, that limit productivity.
Although there is an influx of six to seven hundred thousand, or even more than 800,000 people every month, compared to the ever-expanding industrial production, these manpower are only just meeting the basic industrial needs.
"Director Ma, look, our factory needs more than 1,000 workers, but now we have only managed less than 700 people. So many machines are idle."
Lefting on the table with both hands, Liu Biyun said His twinkling eyes were staring straight at Director Ma from the Ministry of International Trade and Industry in front of him.
Facing the woman's flirtatious look, Ma Pengcheng shrugged, cut the steak with a knife and fork, and put the beef into his mouth. The bursting tender gravy had a taste more delicious than the seasoning. He put the things After swallowing it, he smiled and said,
“I know, but you should know that every factory needs workers. Now every month, more than 700,000 immigrants flow into Nanyang. It seems like a lot, but Miss Liu, Do you know how many new factories are opened in Nanyang every month? "
The knife and fork in his hand stopped for a moment, Ma Pengcheng looked up at the enchanting-looking woman in front of him and said.
“More than 1,500 factories are put into production in Borneo every month, with an average of more than 120 employees per factory, which is nearly 200,000 workers. The basic necessities of life for these dozens of workers and their families require hundreds of thousands of people to go to work. Guarantee, do the math, how many of these 700,000 people can enter the factory? By the way, people are also needed on the plantations, you know? In the past, factories and plantations had three meals of rice a day, but now because of the influx of people, There are too many people. In some places, breakfast and dinner have become cassava. Do you know why? Because if you want to make cassava, you don’t have to ask. We don’t even have people to farm now. You said... there are not enough workers. Which place now? Do you have enough workers? It’s already very difficult to give you 700 workers.”
As he spoke, Ma Pengcheng continued to cut steaks. The steaks from Australia are very delicious because there are a large number of Europeans in Borneo. An immigrant, his life seemed a bit Westernized. Like many people who came out of the search team, his wife was French, so his life was naturally more European.
"So, in order to ensure that 15 to 6 million people can have food to eat. Now the plantation side must be given priority, and the factory side..."
Ma Pengcheng put down his knife Fork, he sighed helplessly.
“There will definitely be some problems with employment, but you can wait, not this month, but next month, or the month after that, it will only take half a year at most. Wait until the next batch of Japanese female workers come over , I will help you think of a solution, Miss Liu!”
Ma Pengcheng, who seemed helpless, had a little pride in his expression when he spoke, and his high-spirited look was very touching. From Commissioner Ma to Director Ma, he has put in too much effort in the past few years, and now he is Time to get some rewards.
People, sometimes when you give something, you always hope to get something in return. Especially when you have power, this is human nature!
In fact, what he is doing is very dangerous, and he knows very well what price he will pay if the incident comes to light. However, people have always been like this. When faced with temptation, they will always lose themselves.
"Director Ma, I would like to ask you to help me find a solution as soon as possible."
Liu Biyun is still smiling all over her face. When she was in Shanghai, she often dealt with those big officials. , and even the equipment in the factory were originally bought at low prices from the senior officials, but now some people have just been replaced.
"The beef is very good, Miss Liu, please try it."
Ma Pengcheng smiled, and then continued to fight with the steak. It seems that he is unwilling to talk about this topic any further.
Even if the woman in front of him looks pleasing to the eye and makes people want to take a second look, he will do his best to control himself.
After all, he has higher pursuits.
Finally, after dinner, Ma Pengcheng put down his knife and fork, raised his wine glass, and said to Liu Biyun.
"As I said to many people at the beginning, Nanyang is the best place in Asia. It is definitely the right choice for you to invest here. In short, I wish you success."
After that, Ma Pengcheng said They took the napkin, wiped their lips, and stood up. When they stood up, they did not forget to pay for their dinner - according to the regulations, they could not accept the banquet from the service staff.
So, he will pay the bill himself, and of course, he will also ask for the voucher.
Liu Biyun seems to have long been used to all this, she said with a smile.
“Yes, yes, what Director Ma said is true, that’s why I came here, Director Ma, I’ll see you off!”
Then the two people left the restaurant together. When leaving the restaurant, Liu Biyun whispered to Ma Pengcheng.
"Director Ma, please pay more attention to things in the factory."
Then the two separated in front of the restaurant. There seemed to be no communication. After Ma Pengcheng opened the car door , he saw a fruit basket on the passenger seat. Looking at the fruit basket with bananas and other fruits, he touched it and then chuckled.
"You are quite good, you deserve to be from Shanghai..."
Looking at the stack of banknotes taken out of the basket, Ma Pengcheng sighed.
"Okay, even if it's just a favor, it's not easy to come all the way to do business, so it's your duty to help them..."
When driving away in the car, Ma Pengcheng couldn't even remember I know clearly what I am collecting money for the first time, but if there is a first time, there will be a second time, and then... I will become accustomed to it.
Even now, in his opinion, the reason for collecting money is to do those businessmen a favor.
Workers. The most important thing in any factory is the workers. Without workers, even the machines are just decorations.
Only with workers can the factory be put into production.
The most tense thing in Borneo is always the labor force. Although tens of thousands of immigrants flow in every day, the shortage of labor force still plagues Borneo.
The next morning, as soon as Ma Pengcheng entered the office, he placed the labor allocation ranking of Boss Xia Michelle Clothing Company in the first row. To collect money... he always had to do things.
......
The roar of the electric sewing machine's motor echoed in the workshop. Like all the female workers, Aizawa Yuu, who was wearing a camisole, was immersed in working in front of the sewing machine. Sweat dripped on the workbench without wiping it off. Like many people, she just wanted to earn more wages.
The factory uses piece-rate wages, so the more you work, the more you get.
It is very hot in the workshop, and the female workers are dressed very cool and bold.
Camisole and short shorts are normal attire. Women here like to wear those beautiful-looking Nanyang skirts, actually because they are cooler.
Standing in the office on the second floor, looking through the glass window, Xia Zhijie only saw a patch of white flowers.
It looks really pleasing to the eye!
The factory is finally put into operation!
"Master, what are you looking at?"
Seeing the master standing by the window looking reluctant to leave, Liu Biyun's eyebrows showed a little displeasure.
“You shouldn’t be looking at those Japanese women in the workshop.”
She said this because most of the female workers in the factory are from Japan.
"Vulgar!"
Xia Zhijie said, taking a puff of cigarette and holding an ivory cigarette holder.
"Sir, am I such a person? I am looking at the machine, Biyun, do you listen to the sound of this machine?"
How can you not hear it?
The sound of motors coming from the workshop can be heard even through the glass window.
"Do you know what this sound is?"
He said before Liu Biyun could speak.
"What I'm listening to is the buzzing sound of counting tickets. Does it sound like..."
Xia Zhijie, holding a cigarette holder in his mouth, even closed his eyes and imagined these machines After imagining the wealth it brought him, he said again.
“Nanyang is better. Things produced here can be sold to the UK, Malaysia, and Singapore without adding even a dime of tariffs. How great... Fortunately, we got the news early and came here this year. If it had been a year or two later, I’m afraid this market would have been occupied by others.”
Listening to the master's emotion, Liu Biyun said from the side.
“If you come late, it’s still a matter of whether you can come over. Now the country is in chaos. The newspapers say it’s a great victory, but the troops are moving in everywhere, all the way from Hebei to Anhui Province... ..."
Xia Zhijie was stunned by the woman's words, then waved her hand and said.
"Hey, no matter what, we just open a factory here to make money..."
As he spoke, Xia Zhijie smiled happily again.
"However, there will definitely be more immigrants in the chaos of war. It will be easier for us to recruit workers by then. Director Ma's hands are too dark. He only paid 2,000 yuan to 200 workers. It's dark, it's so damn dark..."
It doesn't matter whether he transfers in or not. What matters is that he is now opening a factory in Nanyang to make money. This is the most important thing.
“Master, that guy charges a lot of money, but he also handles things very simply. Such people are easy to deal with. When we were in Tangshan, there were many people who collected money. You can’t do anything without money.”
When Liu Biyun said this, Director Ma came to mind again. There were not many young and promising people. He thought of him when they first met. She was so distracted that she couldn't help laughing...
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