Rebirth 1994: Starting from laid-off workers

"You've suffered these days!"

In the office, Zhang Jiaqiang took advantage of the fact that no one was around and gently held his wife's little hand, asking for her welfare.

Ye Xiumei finally vented the grievances and fright she had suffered these days, holding her husband and sobbing quietly.

"Those people come to my house every day, smash windows, and block me on the street. These days, I want to die!"

Zhang Jiaqiang thought his wife was just frightened, but he didn't expect it to be so dangerous. The more he heard, the angrier he became, and finally he slapped the table and said angrily.

"These are all the troubles behind Director Yin's back. Don't worry, my wife, he is completely finished. I will find all those evil hands to avenge you. From now on, I promise that I will never let you worry again!"

Feeling his generous and warm chest, Ye Xiumei gradually calmed down and her complexion became much better.

Youdao said that a breakup was better than a newlywed. She could smell the strong masculine scent of her husband, and her pretty face couldn't help but blush, and her breathing became rapid.

Zhang Jiaqiang noticed the changes in his wife. After being a monk for these days, he also started to get ready to take action.

He gently played with Ye Xiumei's red lips, and while she was in a state of confusion, he suddenly picked her up and put her on the desk.

"Don't make trouble, this is an office!" Ye Xiumei was shy and anxious.

"The office is where things are done. You are my wife, let me see who dares to take care of it!" Zhang Jiaqiang gasped and ran his big hand up the white and tender calf.

Ye Xiumei's heart almost jumped out of her throat. This feeling was tense and exciting.

She gradually gave up her resistance and just murmured to herself, "Hurry up, don't let anyone see you!"

However, at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Jia Qiang, open the door. Several representatives from the factory are here to talk to you!"

The one who knocked on the door was Finance Wang Hanmei.

While Zhang Jiaqiang was getting blood, he shouted impatiently, "No, no, no, I'll talk to you after get off work if you have something to do!"

Ye Xiumei woke up, pushed him away hastily, hurriedly arranged her clothes, and said with anger in her eyes.

"Go and get down to business. Look at how anxious you are. I won't let you go when you get home at night!"

Zhang Jiaqiang showed a wicked smile and slapped her on her pert buttocks, "You said this, you can do whatever you want with me tonight!"

Ye Xiumei glared at him fiercely, opened the back door and walked away, but her walking posture was very weird.

Zhang Jiaqiang shouted at her back, "Don't cook tonight, let's go out to eat."

The door opened, and Wang Hanmei walked in with seven or eight factory employees.

These people all lowered their heads, as if they were bowing their heads in confession.

Zhang Jiaqiang recognized them. They were all small heads of various workshops in the factory, and there were also a few technical backbones, but they were all high-minded but short-sighted.

They came here today just to find a way out.

Zhang Jiaqiang originally didn't want to meet them, but then he thought that maybe the problem of increasing production could fall on them, so he agreed to meet.

Wang Hanmei said, "They have to see you. Let's talk!"

After saying that, she was about to turn around and go out, but Zhang Jiaqiang stopped her and handed over all the money orders in the bag.

"Withdraw cash as soon as possible. If someone comes to me in the future, try to push it as much as possible. Don't bring any random people to disturb me!"

Wang Hanmei knew that these words were meant for those people, so she held back a smile and left with the money order.

"Try to find a way to sit down. It's a little crowded. There's nothing I can do about it. This place can't compare to Director Yin's big office!"

A few of them were licking dogs in the days of Director Yin. They would go to his office when they had nothing to do. After hearing these words, their faces became hot and they could not raise their heads with shameful brows.

Zhang Jiaqiang drank some water to moisten his throat and said loudly. "Guys, if you have something to say, just tell me. It will get dark if we delay any longer!"

Everyone looked at each other, and the oldest man stood in front of Zhang Jiaqiang and said solemnly.

"Jia Qiang, we used to be in the same factory. We met each other without looking up, and we were more or less in love. But now that the factory is like this, you can't just let it go!"

This person is Ma Jianguo, the former director of Zhang Jiaqiang's workshop.

Zhang Jiaqiang didn't want to listen to a long speech, so he raised his hand to signal him not to beat around the bush and speak directly.

Ma Jianguo could only say.

"This time the factory is over. We just discussed it and found that you are the only one who has a way to survive. Everyone wants to come and join you!"

Having known what they said for a long time, Zhang Jiaqiang deliberately looked embarrassed and said in a low tone.

"Hey, seeing you, it reminds me of the time when I was just laid off. I couldn't do anything at all. No relatives or friends came to join me, and no one could help me!"

Everyone was a bit embarrassed, thinking that Zhang Jiaqiang was trying to shirk.

Zhang Jiaqiang changed the subject and said.

"In the past, we were all colleagues in the same factory, and some were neighbors. When you came to my door, I definitely wanted to take care of it, but I was also in a dilemma. Although there is a flood of orders in the injection molding workshop now, there is only one machine, so how can it be used? so many people?"

"Besides, you are all middle-level leaders. I can't use you as ordinary workers. But if I arrange management, I can't manage more people than work!"

There was a young man in the crowd who thought Zhang Jiaqiang had relaxed and said excitedly.

"You don't have to be a manager, just give me any job!"

The others stared at him, and the boy immediately shut up, not knowing how he had offended everyone.

Zhang Jiaqiang lowered his head and said nothing, his face full of embarrassment.

Ma Jianguo heard some clues, rolled his eyes and asked tentatively.

"Jia Qiang, you have so many orders now and only have one machine, which will definitely delay the delivery time. I have an idea to double your output!"

Zhang Jiaqiang secretly smiled in his heart, "This is what I'm waiting for."

"Oh, tell me carefully!"

Ma Jianguo felt that there was a way out, so he immediately moved forward and said with a flattering smile.

"Our factory has more than one injection molding machine. Before buying this imported machine in the injection molding workshop, there were two domestic screw injection molding machines. However, they were too old and were eliminated. The machines were sealed in the warehouse and have not been used for these years. People have used it, so if I can get it out, I think it can be used!"

Zhang Jiaqiang narrowed his eyes. This guy was telling the truth. He had planned to eliminate these two machines when he was in Qindao.

Although the eliminated machines lag far behind, the products from Screw Country are durable and durable, and the two machines combined should be as good as one new machine.

It's just that this belongs to the factory's assets, and Zhang Jiaqiang can only covet it.

I originally planned to come back and put pressure on Director Yin to get them, but I suddenly fell out of favor.

Nowadays, the only way to get these two machines is to ask the responsible warehouse manager and workshop director for help.

Hearing Ma Jianguo's words, Zhang Jiaqiang directly borrowed the donkey from Poxia.

"If you finish this matter, Lao Ma, I will allow you to bring twenty people over, all of whom will be required to be able to operate the injection molding machine. Their treatment will be the same as before, and they will never be owed wages!"

Ma Jianguo's face turned red with joy, and he said quickly.

"No problem, just look at it, I'll have those two machines running before tomorrow morning!"