The reborn me has no pattern

Chapter 23 No Pattern
No matter where it is in the countryside, and regardless of the gap between the rich and the poor, let alone whether a simple meal in the countryside is delicious or not, the most important thing about the atmosphere is casualness.

Being able to be unrestrained and allowing small intellectuals to let go of their reservations is the characteristic of rural vitality.

Mostly, it was also because in such an environment, putting on airs was useless.

Country folk don't understand what you're showing off...

"Mr. Xia, I want to set up a skill training site, but I don't know how to go through the procedures. Can you help me?"

Asking the vice principal Xia Junliang to give him a meal is not all to thank him for his help, but to borrow Xia Junliang's convenience so that he can avoid a bunch of mothers-in-law who need to stamp their heads.

Xia Junliang used to work as a secretary in the town government. If it was a town in another place, it would probably be of no use. Many prefecture-level cities are even stronger.

The qualifications here made Xia Junliang not an insignificant person even if he didn't make a great success in the future.

"Training? How did it get involved with training again?"

"Worker training, I want workers to have skills certificates."

"You're going crazy, how much money do you have?"

If an individual goes to participate in the training by himself, it is paid by the individual, which is regarded as tuition fee.

But as soon as Xia Junliang heard Zhang Haonan's words, he guessed that he planned to follow the "welfare" of the old state-owned enterprises, and the training expenses would be borne by the enterprises.

Then this fee is hard to say, if it is not done well, it will not be capped.

For example, for welders, if the price of the material itself is calculated based on the average price of [-] per ton, five people in the training class will burn out in less than a month.

This does not include the cost of venues, machines, teachers, etc.

If it is special welding, it will be a bottomless pit. Non-national organizations cannot afford it at all. The research and development costs alone start at nine figures.

Zhang Haonan knew that Xia Junliang was a bit misunderstood, so he explained: "It's mainly about the level of operators, ordinary lathe workers and fitters."

"You have to draw up a charter for me. If you say that, it won't be easy for me to go to the Social Security Bureau."

Xia Junliang took a sip of the rice wine, the sweetness made Xia Junliang very comfortable, and he picked up another piece of braised pork ribs, his eyes suddenly lit up: "By the way, since we talked about training, I had a meeting earlier and heard from the principal of Daqiao Middle School that their Daqiao Town There is also a training, but it is vocational training. One is the professional skills training of the Daqiao Middle School Vocational High School, and the other is the farmer training. Are you interested?"

"Is it any good?"

"..."

Xia Junliang glanced at Zhang Haonan, "As a student of Shacheng No. [-] Middle School, shouldn't it be natural to have a structure and share the worries of your hometown?"

"Mr. Xia, you know who I am." Zhang Haonan's face was stern, and Fan Zhenhua and Fan Susu, who were sitting diagonally across from him, were in awe. Then Zhang Haonan continued, "There is no pattern."

"..."

"..."

Fan Zhenhua's uncle and nephew almost spit out the food in their mouths.

But Xia Junliang smiled, tapped his finger on the wine glass, Zhang Haonan quickly filled it up for him, while Shao Weidong didn't know why, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Do you still need to think about it? It's good, Mr. Shao."

After Zhang Haonan filled Xia Junliang, Xia Junliang took another sip happily: "The training in Daqiao Town also responds to the central policy. The city also wants to establish a model. Whether it can be considered a model depends on how much employment it solves."

After taking a bite of cold celery and chewing it crunchily, Zhang Haonan was not so much pondering, but recalling.

What Xia Junliang said was true.

But there are no bosses who have benefited from it. For the local bosses in the next few years, they are more willing to squeeze migrant workers, and they dare not squeeze the locals too deeply...then naturally there will be less money.

training?

I still have to spend money, material and manpower?
Do you think I look like a good person?

So Xia Junliang asked him how much money he had before, in fact, it was to remind him not to overestimate his abilities, it was a preparation for big companies.

It's a pity, not to mention that private companies are not accepted these days, but 20 years later, there will be tens of billions of local enterprises in Shacheng, and they will still not be accepted.

I want all the profit policies, and the obligations and responsibilities are for me.

It has nothing to do with bad conscience, it is purely a capitalist creature that only pursues profits, which is its nature.

Moreover, the so-called benefits are very false and vain, none of them are real, and they really persuade those strong men who want to interfere.

"Teacher Xia."

After swallowing the cold water celery, Zhang Haonan thought about it, and said to Xia Junliang, "I don't know how far Teacher Xia and Daqiao Town can go?"

"Ok?"

I thought Zhang Haonan would ask what the benefits are, but I didn't expect him to say that.

"I have been classmates with Xu Zhentao for 12 years."

Xu Zhentao is the mayor of Daqiao Town. When he mentioned this name, Zhang Haonan thought about it and vaguely remembered that this was someone who could be on TV.

And it's not a legal column.

That's very stable.

"Then I'll tell you the truth first."

Zhang Haonan looked at Xia Junliang and Shao Weidong, and then said, "My original plan was to recruit 900 workers. Three hundred permanent workers and six hundred seasonal workers."

"How many--"

Xia Junliang's eyes widened, "How much do you say again?!"

"Three hundred permanent workers..."

"No, no, seasonal workers are also counted!"

Interrupting Zhang Haonan directly, Xia Junliang was clear about this, and he asked directly, "How far have you discussed with your village?"

Seasonal workers are temporary workers. Generally, special processing enterprises will expand their manpower during the busy period, and then the demand for manpower will drop sharply.

This is especially true in the salt and sugar industries, for example, even picking mulberry, breaking corn, picking cotton, and so on.

Generally speaking, a company that can guarantee a stable source of seasonal workers is either rich in financial resources or has a strong leader at the helm.

But this kind of localized method, which is really universal, is to cooperate with townships and streets, and the towns and streets organize seasonal manpower, so as to ensure seasonal income and stable production of enterprises.

Based on Xia Junliang's understanding of Zhang Haonan, he can be sure that this kid must have talked to several surrounding villages.

"Our village women's director has already made statistics."

"Make up your mind before moving, you boy."

Xia Junliang admired it, and took another sip of wine happily. Today's wine tastes really good.

Then he asked again, "Just your village?"

"There are also many women who do not go to work in the neighboring villages and are willing to work as seasonal workers."

"What's the salary level?"

"Five hundred for regular workers, four hundred and five for seasonal workers, a difference of ten percent."

"Damn it, your annual salary is 700 million?!"

"Mr. Xia, pay attention to the words you use..."

"Pay attention to the eggs! You..."

Xia Junliang thought for a while, and didn't continue to say more, but said, "In Daqiao Town, if you can, how many seats can you provide?"

"Mr. Xia, with my scale, are you sure that Daqiao Town is worthy of me?"

"You do not understand."

Shaking his head, Xia Junliang said directly, "I'll go ask Xu Zhentao first, and I'll contact you when the time comes."

I ignored Zhang Haonan's unstructured question, and you know nothing about political achievements.

(End of this chapter)