Chapter 570 Golden Avenue
The situation is similar to that of the Meishi Street Sewing Club.
A few streets away, the Langfang Toutiao Brocade Box Factory had a surprisingly good harvest before the end of this year.
It was around three o'clock in the afternoon on January 24, in the office of the director of Jinxia Factory.
Ji Denglai, the old accountant, showed the factory director and workshop director the summary of the accounts, cash income and sales accounts that had just been straightened out.
"Last year our output value reached 470,000 yuan. We achieved an increase of 100,000 yuan, and the profit growth rate was even higher. The gross profit increased by more than 52,000 yuan compared with last year. The actual net profit for the year was more than 65,000 yuan..."
Director Bi and Director Zhang did not have time to look at it at all, and only listened to the rough data reported by the old accounting director.
I couldn't help but be greatly moved, and they all shouted.
"Why so much! Output value increased by 21%! Net profit tripled?"
"Old Ji, are you correct? How is it possible?"< br>
Director Bi couldn't believe such good data and excitedly looked through the accounts to confirm.
Ji Accountant swore to be the guarantee.
"There is absolutely nothing wrong with the account. I checked it twice. Besides, the money is just sitting in our account. I was wrong, and the bank can't be wrong either. Don't worry..."
Director Zhang still believes in the old man’s business ability.
He didn't bother to check, and directly expressed his reassurance.
"Great. If this is true, it will be easier for us to explain to our superiors this year. We no longer need to be criticized by the bureau leaders, saying that our factory is holding back the Light Industry Bureau."
But then, he also Can't help but express doubts.
"It's just strange. I don't know why I am so busy? We workers don't seem to work overtime very much..."
Seeing how incredible he was, Accountant Ji couldn't hold it back and was so happy .
"Are you still surprised? I am. I want to ask you, our sales volume of brocade boxes this year has dropped by 5% compared to last year, so how come our profits have gone up?"
"In addition, the silk figures are quite surprising. I can see from the books that the sales volume of silk figures this year has more than doubled compared to last year. Nearly 40,000 yuan was sold, and there is no backlog at all."
"In this way, after excluding the wages, labor insurance, coal and fire expenses, and medical expense reimbursement in the silk workshop, the net profit can be as high as more than 27,000 yuan."
"Hey, old man Zhang, you won’t say you don’t know this, right? You are in charge of production, so you should be the only one who knows the best...”
Not to mention, Accountant Ji’s words are very useful to Director Zhang. Inspire.
He slapped his thigh and finally figured out what was going on.
"Hey, that's right, I just remembered it. It's all thanks to Manager Xiao Ning. At the beginning of this year, our factory's regular customers, Tongrentang and Gongmei Store, all reduced their orders a lot. . They said that the superiors wanted to increase profits, so they could only reduce costs and streamline packaging. "
"I was still worried about how we would survive this year. Unexpectedly, Manager Pierre Katonen actually disagreed with their requirements. It's the other way around. Just after the Spring Festival, he asked us if we could make the lining of the brocade box thicker and softer. I said it would cost more, but he said I wasn't worried about the high cost, as long as it could effectively prevent shocks and collisions. , as long as the food is good.”
“If you say that this French company is rich, it will be whatever the price is. Moreover, Manager Ning is very happy to do things. He didn’t even eat our food, so he asked people to write out the check. In this way, the profit of that brocade box is more than two. "What's more, in September and October, Manager Ning made two additional orders, except for the thickening. We also ordered a lot of brocade boxes, octagonal, hexagonal, and double-layered special-shaped brocade boxes. Not only in terms of quantity, we almost made up for our lost share, but these jobs are also very profitable..."
"What about the silk man? What's going on over there?"
Director Bi couldn't help but ask. He had just read the accounts and noticed the abnormal sales of silk figures.
“I remember that the output of silk figures was not high. Didn’t all the old masters say that it takes three days to make a big one? And there are only seven people in the silk figure workshop, and they can make 10,000 pieces a year. A lot of silk figures would be nice. How come it’s already 40,000?”
“Hey, what’s going on with the silk figure…” Director Zhang swallowed, “Didn’t we forget?” We set up a training business for the "Subdistrict Office" of Meishi Street. It was also Manager Ning who arranged for us. Later, Meishi Street Subdistrict sent us a dozen unemployed young people, and now a few have left, leaving only eleven. People can be learned. Although they haven't graduated yet, they can still do most of the rough work. In addition to continuing to teach them how to do it, our master now specializes in doing detailed work at such a speed. It's more than twice as fast..."
"...And we are not responsible for the wages of these apprentices..." Accountant Ji couldn't help but add in at this time.
“Every month, the Temple of Heaven’s Zhai Palace transfers 600 yuan to our account to pay for these children. The remaining money is also used for their cleaning and labor insurance. ”
Only then did the factory director figure out what was going on.
However, he did not show how happy he was. Instead, he said nothing for a long time.
In silence, his mouth tightened strangely.
Director Zhang and the old accounting director both know the situation in the factory.
As long as they think about it carefully, it is not difficult for them to understand the conflicting mood of the factory director at this time.
"Are you a little reluctant to let go?"
Director Zhang spoke first, "How about I go and discuss with their Director Li from Meishi Street, let's just recruit all these children. They are too, anyway. I want to solve the unemployment problem on the street. Lao Li should sell me this face.”
“Yes, it’s quite a deal.”
Accountant Ji followed, “Even if it’s all converted. For formal workers, the picking fee will only be 7,000 to 8,000 yuan after this year. The key is that if these children can also pick up a lot, the output of silk figures will probably be doubled. Forty thousand yuan.”
To say that Factory Director Bi was planning on this, it really made them guess right.
But the problem is, after frowning and thinking for a while, Director Bi suddenly realized one of the key points.
I can only regretfully choose to give up.
"No, no. Have you ever thought about what Manager Xiao Ning's attitude would be? You just said that Manager Xiao Ning is giving all this money, not Meishi Street. What are they trying to do? ? Obviously, we are thinking of taking over this business completely in the future. Who told us that we were not willing to expand? What can we say now? What’s more, the money earned by Silk Talent is all due to their care. If you don’t like it, who will we sell our goods to?”
Director Bi’s words were indeed unexpected.
Director Zhang thought about it carefully and felt that there is still some room for change.
"Then can't we talk about it again now? In fact, what difference does it make if we do it or Lao Li and the others do it? As long as we open our mouths, Manager Ning may agree."
"Forget it. , stop making trouble."
Director Bi sighed in disinterest and had already made up his mind.
"Even if Manager Ning agrees, Director Li doesn't care. So what can I do? When I think of the gang above us, I no longer have the intention."
"You guys Don’t forget, this silk man is not an inherent business of our factory. It was assigned to us by the superiors. They were just dumped on us as a burden because our factory is small. We can do whatever we want with it.”
"Now the silk business has become a lucrative business, and we see a bright future. If we really start this business, those people can't help but think so. If they are jealous, they will ask us to go back. What will we do then? "
"So, if we go back on our word, we can only offend others and ruin our own character. I'm afraid that nothing will be left behind in the end. Why did you come here?"
"Since the old master is about to retire, I think we might as well concentrate on developing the brocade box business. The silk man is just an unexpected bonus. It’s better than anything else to make Manager Xiaoning happy and take more care of us, right?”
Director Zhang and Accountant Ji were convinced by Factory Director Bi’s reasoning. Of course they knew who those people in the system were. Virtue.
Although Director Bi's decision is negative, it is indeed better than making someone else's wedding dress for free.
Accountant Ji soon thought of more practical problems.
"Then Director, what should we do with the profits we got? The factory has never had so much money, we can't hand it all over." After hearing this, Director Bi was immediately happy .
"You don't have to say it. We have tightened our belts in recent years. We finally got rich, and it's just in time for the new year. Why not be generous? Like this , I’ll go back and ask the administration to make an announcement. Let’s pay everyone’s medical expenses first, and then we’ll give everyone their year-end bonuses.”
Director Zhang listened with excitement. Rub hands together.
Lao Ji also smiled happily.
“Then how much bonus can I get if I’m so kind?”
“This... we’ll pay it according to the maximum standard, 20 for workers and 30 for cadres, and then allocate funds to the administration. Son, let them buy some rice, oil, eggs, etc. to make everyone happy."
"Oh, great. I'll go to the administration and call him. I must be so happy that I couldn’t sit still.”
Director Zhang couldn’t sit still after hearing this, so he took the initiative to call someone, hoping to put it into practice as soon as possible.
But it's not over yet, Director Bi has another idea.
“Hey, by the way, Lao Zhang, please wait for a moment. Aren’t we all about wearing suits now? Our factory can’t break this trend this year. Isn’t there a sewing club on Meishi Street? Let’s find one. I heard that it was promoted by Manager Xiao Ning, and even Pierre Carton recognized it. How about you go say hello to Mr. Li and the others? It’s almost.”
Of course Director Zhang was even more beautiful, and he kept saying “good idea, wise leader”.
But Lao Ji took his position as the starting point, but he was a little hesitant.
"Director, if we... want to make suits again, there won't be much left in the account. If we just hand over ten thousand or twenty thousand. Can the bureau agree? Once they see it, With so much profit in our accounts, will you have any objections?”
Having said this, Director Zhang couldn't help but hesitate.
I don’t think this suit has to be made, so as not to embarrass the factory director.
Unexpectedly, Director Bi didn’t care at all. He waved his hand in a very free and easy manner.
"Don't think so much, just have your opinions. What am I afraid of? I'm fifty-seven this year, how many more years can I do it?"
"In the past few years, I have seen with my eyes The factory is getting more and more difficult. The workers have been scolding me behind my back for several years. I finally have this opportunity. I won’t let the workers miss my good son?”
"Okay, let's just play with the Lord of Hell and be comfortable for a while. The only goal at the moment is to let everyone have a good year..."
Director Zhang and Accountant Ji have nothing to say.
Looking at Director Bi with gray hair, they suddenly felt a little unfamiliar.
The factory manager in my memory who was once full of enthusiasm, striving to be the first in everything, holding high the red flag, and leading everyone to "surpass the United Kingdom and catch up with the United States" is no match for him.
But I will still be moved by him.
Inexplicably moved.
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The same situation occurred in the yard of the Donghuashi Street Production Co., Ltd.
On this day, in front of all the employees of the production company, Director Niu from the Donghua City Subdistrict Office not only announced the factory’s annual results.
And he announced that next year he will officially turn the production cooperative into a street material factory and will recruit 20 more workers.
Finally, he also announced in accordance with Ning Weimin's request that everyone would receive a year-end bonus of no less than fifty yuan at the end of the year, and that all old employees would receive a salary increase next year.
Especially Chang Yuling, as the highest technical expert, his salary will be compared to that of an eighth-level technician in a large factory.
Which of these is not breaking news?
The workers in the production company were excited, and Chang Yuling was excited.
It can be said that the oscillation caused by these messages is no less than a storm.
As long as they are from the production company, no matter whether they are old or young, male or female, they are no longer satisfied with clapping, they can't help but cheer.
Seeing these people begin to shout uncontrollably and laugh amidst the applause, it was as if they had collectively won a jackpot.
Even the foreign aid who came to do private work in the material factory was a little envious.
Yes, such a scene, even if it appears in movies and TV series, will give people an over-exaggerated feeling.
But it is indeed logical.
Just as sudden wealth can drive poor people crazy.
A job that allows people to live a stable life and a bright future with happy prospects.
It can also make young people in this era who have suffered too much, suffered too much, encountered obstacles everywhere after returning to the city, and have no whereabouts.
The protagonist who announced the news, Director Niu, suddenly felt that he couldn't bear to watch any more. This festive scene actually made him a little sad.
It reminded him of how young people and their families were so anxious to get angry.
I ran to the streets again and again, asking him to help me contact people at work.
He even recalled the time when Sanyu was old and homeless and went to the street to sell popsicles.
I remembered the longing look on the old lady’s face when she always asked him if the street could produce grapes again.
And he always makes the old man sigh with regret...
Fortunately, things have finally changed now. The young man named Ning Weimin has appeared like a savior and has fundamentally changed. All this.
They have even become the only manufacturer in Beijing that can produce Western food and wine sets and export them to France.
Even big hotels like the Jingcheng Hotel and the Jianguo Hotel actually contacted them and considered ordering their glasses after learning about this incident.
The current business of their production company is enough to ensure a good life for these employees.
No more closures due to financial problems and lack of sales.
Director Niu couldn't help but cast his gaze into the distance.
At this time, the sun was already in the west, and the golden light seemed to be shining on the entire capital.
The entire factory, all the houses, all the people, even the old tree in the yard, are as if they are made of gold.
As a result, a golden spectacle was formed, making the air as low as zero actually feel as warm as the harvest season.
Director Niu also couldn't help but think of one of his favorite novels from his student days - "The Golden Road" by Haoran.
(End of this chapter)