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Chapter 66 Killing the Mighty Stick: On (Three Shifts, One Shift Arrives)

Kong Xiaoming only felt that his mind was "buzzing", and then it was blank, what Lin Zheng said next, he didn't know anything, and there was only one thought in his mind: a four-bedroom and two-hall housing for department-level cadres, with an annual salary of 1o million yuan, and a special car for the unit......

In 94 years, the annual salary of 1o million is an unimaginable number for the Chinese people, a department-level state-owned enterprise main leader does not dare to make 1 million a year, not to mention government officials, the core leader of a real power department can make a 40,000 or 50,000 yuan a year is not less, senior electronic engineer, it sounds good, 1o years later, it is easy to earn four or five hundred thousand a year by relying on his own ability, but now it is only 1994, and the senior electronic engineer whose head has not changed has a poor income a year, Especially the electronic senior engineer of a state-owned enterprise with a rigid system, otherwise Kong Xiaoming's mattress at home would not be so tight, and he couldn't even afford to buy a refrigerator.

I don't know how long it took for Kong Xiaoming to wake up slowly, and it wasn't until this time that he suddenly realized that Lin Zheng hadn't hung up the phone.

Hearing that there was finally movement on the other end of the phone, Lin Zheng breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, he didn't scare this person out of trouble.

"Mr. Lin, you ...... Let me think about it...... "Kong Xiaoming, who is no longer blank in his mind, is very dry in his mouth."

"Okay, I'll wait for your call." Lin Zheng immediately agreed.

Kong Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and he was very grateful to Lin Zheng for not letting him make a decision immediately.

But before he could put the heart that was beating so hard just now back into his stomach, Lin Zheng added, "Kong Gong, please call me after you think about it, and I will help you book a plane ticket...... Well, if a colleague in your unit wants to come out with you to create a career, as long as you think it is suitable, you can also recommend it together, engineer level or above, I guarantee that the monthly salary is not less than 3ooo. ”

Is an engineer's monthly salary not less than 3ooo? Kong Xiaoming's head was dizzy again: 3ooo a month!

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At the insistence of Lianchuang Technology, this time the leaders of Yueshui District did not play any more tricks, and after getting the promise of Lianchuang Technology that as long as the Yueshui District Finance provides half a year's salary to the workers of the district radio factory, they will take over the wages and expenses of all the workers in the district radio factory after half a year, the leaders of Yueshui District signed the contract with great happiness.

As long as it is signed, the payment of 1oo yuan for this year will be received, and when the time comes, it will be enough to use part of this money to pay the wages of the people who go to the radio factory, and as for the rest, you can do something else.

The signing ceremony was carried out in the district assembly hall, as a representative of the district radio factory, the old director Wu Dajun participated in the signing ceremony as a representative of the factory, when the contract was officially signed, the old factory director suddenly left tears: the workers who did not retire in the factory are still considered national workers in the establishment, but their wages will be allocated by the district finance in the next six months, and after half a year, they will be paid by Lianchuang Technology until they retire......

At the factory-wide staff meeting, looking at the more than 2oo workers in the factory, Lin Zheng and Tan Na frowned at the same time: The workers' reaction was a little wrong.

"Old factory director, what's going on?" Lin Zheng is not a fool, he is keenly aware that something may be born soon.

"What...... What's going on......" The old factory director slurred, his eyes dodged and he didn't dare to look at Lin Zheng's eyes.

"The old factory director, I'm not blind, everyone's thoughts are written on their faces, you give me an explanation, what do you want to do? If it really gets to the point where it's irreparable, then things will be bad. Lin Zheng lowered his voice, and looked at the old factory director with burning eyes, hoping that the old factory director would stop at the last moment.

Anyway, he has also worked in this factory for a month, and looking at the somewhat familiar faces, Lin Zheng doesn't really want to go too far.

Lin Zheng's eyes made the old factory director's heart feel empty for a while: how could this kid's eyes seem to be able to see through his heart? But at this time, what else can he do? Bite the bullet and say, "It's really fine." ”

Lin Zheng took a deep look at the old factory director, and said no more, the face was given by others, but the face was earned by himself, and he took the initiative to put his face up to find a draw, so it's no wonder that others don't give you face.

I don't know why, looking at Lin Zheng's light face, it seems that he had expected what happened next, and the old factory director suddenly felt a trace of regret.

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Sitting upright, Lang Xuan didn't seem to realize the undercurrent brewing below, sitting on the rostrum and talking to the workers below, "What about today's conference, there is no other meaning, that is, we meet with each other, everyone knows each other, what thoughts do you have about the future work, although you can talk about it, everyone can speak freely." ”

"Can you really say anything?" Someone in the crowd below shouted.

"You can say anything, but if you have something to say, please stand in front."

"Then I'll just say it directly, I'm Liu Dabao is a rough person, what is there to say is not good, you are a cultural person to take care of." A man with five big and three thick men squeezed from the back to the front row and said to Lang Xuan.

Seeing that the clothes were dressed very neatly, Lin Zheng was a little surprised.

"Say it." Lang Xuan nodded, noncommittal, "As long as what you say makes sense, the company will consider it at its discretion." ”

"Lin Zheng, what's going on? How do I feel as if the workers are brewing something? Tan Na lowered her voice and asked Lin Zheng. Although she didn't have much work experience, a woman's natural sixth sense told her that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in this temporary venue, no, very wrong.

Lin Zheng's brows had already wrinkled into the word "Chuan", and the bad feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he lowered his voice and said, "I think someone may be planning to give us a dismissal." ”

"Give us a horse? Are they crazy? Tan Na was young and inexperienced, and she was almost about to cry out in surprise when she heard this, so she lowered her voice and asked Lin Zheng, "Don't they know that from now on, the factory is ours, and they still have to rely on us to pay them?" ”

"Of course they know, but because of this, they have nothing to fear," Lin Zheng sneered, "Have you forgotten?" Not only do we promise that all these workers will stay, but we will not be dismissed without reason, these people have always been the workers of state-owned enterprises, and from now on we will not only pay them wages, but also pay them pension insurance...... Now that they have these assurances, what are they afraid of? ”