Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 321 Recruitment with great fanfare

After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the rural people who had been idle for the winter began to get busy.

Except for the Hantun members, they are busier in winter than in summer.This refers to the members of the team under the age of 40. In addition to going to work in the two venues of the team, they also go to night school to study at night. They are busier than dogs.

Recently, He Ping often runs the pig farm. Now that the chicken farm has been completely handed over to Han Zhaojun, he is still thinking about whether he has to find a suitable manager for the pig farm after a while.

Originally, Professor Guo was the most suitable candidate, but it would be overkill to put him in a pig farm, and He Ping would need him to open a feed factory in the future.

Ding Youcai is good at raising pigs, but he has no culture and no management skills.

He Ping was scratching his head for this candidate. Not only that, the size of the pig farm will double compared to last year after the beginning of spring, and now there are already some shortages of staff, and the matter of recruiting must be paid close attention to, as well as the accounting of the team.

These few things were enough for He Ping to be busy for a while. He asked many friends around him to find out if there was any suitable candidate. Finally, before all his contacts were exhausted, he had an idea.

Liu Aixia's brother, Liu Aijun, has a classmate who works as an accountant at the county's fuel factory. At the end of last year, the leader made him a scapegoat because of problems with the unit's accounts, and sent him to the front line to do rough work. Now he is looking for a way out.

After hearing the news, He Ping rushed to the county department store on his bicycle and found Liu Aixia.

"Oh, Ai Xia, Ai Xia, you are really my lucky star!"

Liu Aixia may be more and more generous now because of her relationship with Li Feng, "You can do it, when you need him, you can be more affectionate than anyone else, and when you don't need him, you can't even face each other."

He Ping licked his face and said with a smile: "I'm busy. Let's go, I'll invite you out for dinner at noon."

"Pull down, I don't care about your meal. You go to my brother, he helped you arrange this."

He Ping spoke politely to Liu Aixia again, and seeing that she really didn't want to go, he went to find her brother Liu Aijun.

Under the leadership of Liu Aijun, He Ping met his classmate, Zhang Xinjun, a former fuel plant accountant.

After chatting briefly with Zhang Xinjun for a while, He Ping roughly judged this person's character. He looked pretty good, but to put it bluntly, he was relatively honest. No wonder he was taken as a scapegoat by the leader.

Accounting is a profession, ability is one aspect, and more importantly, character.

"Although we in Hantun are only a team-run enterprise, our development speed is still relatively fast. Last year our revenue reached 200 million yuan. If there are no accidents this year, the growth rate will be faster than last year. "

After listening to Zhang Xinjun's introduction of his own situation, He Ping also briefly introduced the situation of Hantun to Zhang Xinjun.

He comes to recruit people, and people also come to find jobs. This is a two-way choice.

Zhang Xinjun was quite satisfied after hearing He Ping's introduction. He was a relatively honest man, and his experience in the fuel factory made him see through the sleazy dogs in the state-owned factories. It would be better to go out and wander outside instead of being angry here.

But when He Ping finished talking about his treatment, Zhang Xinjun's thoughts immediately changed. This is not going out to make a living, but climbing a high branch.

"If you come to work with us, you may have to take care of the financial work of our two places first. Of course, the workload is heavy, and the salary should not be too bad. If you go, the basic salary is 60 yuan. Various subsidies, bonuses, and benefits are calculated separately, and there will be dividends at the end of the year. The specific amount will be discussed in detail when you arrive, but I can give you a guaranteed amount, and your annual income will definitely not be less than 1000 yuan."

After hearing He Ping's words, Zhang Xinjun became short of breath. The 1000 yuan was more than double his salary at the fuel factory.

Zhang Xinjun stood up excitedly, without saying a word, "Okay, I'll go to work at your site."

He Ping didn't expect that this matter would go so smoothly. Didn't it mean that people these days are very nostalgic for the iron rice bowl? Dude, why don't you play your cards according to the routine.

As everyone knows, Zhang Xinjun is a person who has been marginalized in his work unit, and he is already very happy that someone can offer him such a high salary to hire him to work.

"However, I have one more request. Right now, we have a shortage of financial personnel in Hantun. After you arrive at the post, I want you to bring a few apprentices, and they will work under your hands in the future. How about it?"

"No problem." Zhang Xinjun said, this kind of thing is very common in the unit of this era, he agreed without any hesitation.

After recruiting Zhang Xinjun, He Ping led Zhang Xinjun and Liu Aijun to a restaurant outside for a meal.

After finishing the accounting work, He Ping started to recruit people for the pig farm again. He went to discuss this matter with the old team leader.

Now more than half of the team's adult labor is invested in the two fields, and if people are drawn from the big team, the team will really be left with an empty shell.

"Let's recruit people from the outside. Now many teams around are asking if our venue can recruit people, and some people are willing to come." The old captain said with some reluctance.

As the saying goes, fat water does not flow to outsiders' fields. Of course, he wants to leave things like earning wages in the field to his own people, but now the population of Hantun can no longer meet the needs of the two fields, and there is no way to recruit outsiders.

"Don't worry, the wages can only be paid out, and the dividends are the big ones. The real money is earned by us Hantun people."

The old captain didn't say anything, no matter how small a mosquito's legs are, it's still meat.

After discussing with the old captain, He Ping immediately arranged for someone to draft the recruitment notice, and posted it at the gates of the two venues without going far.

Sure enough, within a day, there was an endless stream of people who came to ask questions.

Originally, the members of several brigades around thought that it might take some time for Hantun to recruit outsiders, but they did not expect to start recruiting at the beginning of the new year.

Everyone spread the word, word of mouth, and within two days the news of Hantun's recruitment spread to all the surrounding communes and brigades.

The people who came to apply for the job were like a tide, and the gates of the two farms were blocked, but in fact this time it was just a pig farm looking for 20 people.

Those who come to apply for the job don't care about the three sevens and twenty ones, and block the door and don't leave.

He Ping had no choice but to come forward and lead everyone to the team headquarters, arrange for someone to register them, and screen them one by one.

The recruitment work lasted for three full days. He Ping selected the best from nearly [-] applicants, and finally selected [-] pig farm employees.

This ratio is not much lower than the civil service examinations of later generations.

After the recruitment, He Ping still had to persuade those unsuccessful candidates, "It doesn't matter if you didn't get hired this time, there will be another time. Our recruitment in Hantun will not be the only one, and there will definitely be opportunities in the future. Everyone, pay more attention to us when you go back. news."

It's hard to talk about it, and the words were worn out, and finally all the losers were sent away.

(End of this chapter)