Siheyuan: Rebirth of a comfortable life starts with Shazhu

"Pah, damn it, whose dog is pooping everywhere?" Yan Bugui cursed at the low-lying shantytown next door.

He's been in a bad mood lately.

how to say?

Since arriving in this small southern city, he has left his job as a construction worker and now works in a Hong Kong-owned factory.

After all, they are highly educated talents, and they are still very popular in this small southern city that has just started to reform and open up.

Although they are all Hong Kong-funded enterprises, the size of the enterprises and the treatment of their employees are different.

Yan Jiekuang's attempt to persuade Liu Guangqi failed, so he found a factory on his own.

This factory is nowhere near as large as the factories run by the He Group.

Although the factory owner valued him highly and paid him a good salary of around two hundred yuan a month.

But Liu Guangqi works eight hours a day at He's Group.

Yan Jiekuang, however, did not have a fixed get off work schedule.

Basically, he has to be available whenever the boss calls.

The factory he runs produces plastic flowers.

This thing, although in his previous life Superman made his fortune in a plastic flower factory.

But now, it has become outdated production capacity on Hong Kong Island.

It was a processing plant that had been phased out.

People move to the mainland simply because it's cheaper to find labor and other resources there.

Therefore, the working and living conditions in the factory were quite poor.

Although Yan Jiekuang and Liu Guangqi earned roughly the same salary, Yan Jiekuang was incomparable to Liu Guangqi in other aspects.

This has made Yan Jiekuang quite irritable lately.

Of course, another thing that made Yan Jiekuang furious came from the distant city of Beijing.

He wrote a letter and sent money home, and received a reply from Beijing.

Besides the insults and profanities Yan Bugui hurled at him, the document also contained the divorce decree sent to him by Zhang Chunhua.

The key point is that the letter he wrote home was addressed to Zhang Chunhua.

But Zhang Chunhua didn't reply to him at all.

In other words, Yan Bugui mentioned in his letter that Zhang Chunhua had returned the letter he sent back, along with the 500 yuan withdrawal slip that accompanied the letter, to the Yan family through his sister-in-law.

It's like completely cutting yourself off from him in terms of life and the law.

This left Yan Jiekuang with a belly full of anger, with nowhere to vent it.

Even today, he doesn't think he likes Zhang Chunhua that much.

But in Yan Jiekuang's mind, even if he left for a few months, why would Zhang Chunhua dare to divorce him?

It is said that even a day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness. According to Yan Jiekuang's idea, Zhang Chunhua should wait for him for at least three to five years.

Of course, when he thinks about these things.

He never imagined that when he first arrived in the South, his dream was to make a lot of money here, find a beautiful wife, and dump Zhang Chunhua.

He had always felt that Zhang Chunhua was not good enough for him, but now that Zhang Chunhua had taken the initiative to divorce him, he felt quite wronged.

It was these conflicting feelings that made him quite frustrated during this period.

'Hey you bastard, come here for a second.'

"Why didn't you ship the goods I asked you to arrange yesterday?" As soon as Yan Jiekuang entered the factory gate, a guy in a suit and wearing a gold chain shouted at him.

His arrogant manner made him treat Yan Jiekuang like a dog.

Actually, the factory is smaller than the courtyard he bought in Beijing.

But Yan Jiekuang steadied himself, jogged forward, bowed, and explained, "...Boss Zhang,

It's not that I didn't make arrangements!
The goods were all packed up yesterday, but the car you called still hadn't arrived by 9 p.m.

I had no choice but to let the workers go home first.

The car didn't arrive until after 1 a.m.

We can only arrange to load it onto the truck this morning.

Yan Jiekuang believed that his arrangement was not wrong.

But the Hong Kong boss wouldn't listen to his explanations and started yelling at Yan Jiekuang. All he said was that Yan's mistake had delayed the delivery from Hong Kong.

Yan Jiekuang must take responsibility for this matter.

Yan Jiekuang nodded in apology; when you're under someone's roof, you have no choice but to bow your head.

If you want to eat someone else's food, then learning to admit your mistakes is essential.

Moreover, he was also thinking that if the company grew and prospered, this Boss Zhang would be able to fulfill the promise he made when he hired him.

According to Mr. Zhang, the factory is still in its early stages, so everyone needs to endure some hardship.

When the company does well in the future, he will definitely give everyone a raise.

Especially for high-level talents like Yan Jiekuang, future promotions, salary increases, and stock options are all things to look forward to.

Yan Jiekuang believed what the boss said.

After all, in his previous workplace, if a leader made a promise, it was bound to be fulfilled.

If a leader says they will give a raise or provide housing, and then fails to deliver on those promises, that leader's position will be in jeopardy.

He still doesn't understand the difference between collective enterprises and private factories.

Even the lowest-ranking street cleaning department is still a collective unit.

When it comes to the workers, the leaders of a unit must keep their word.

Private business owners, on the other hand, can make empty promises at any time without having to think about making them a reality.

Just like Yan Jiekuang now, he doesn't even know what his position is in the factory.

He was initially hired as a manager.

However, the workshop management was handled by this experienced master craftsman who had come from Zhang's side.

There are also several relatives surnamed Zhang in the local area.

Only those people who speak will be listened to.

Yan Jiekuang handled all the miscellaneous tasks.

He was the one who did the work that offended people.

The dozens of workers in the workshop looked at him as if he were an enemy.

But when it came time to get paid, he received less than the old gatekeeper.

There was no other reason than that the old gatekeeper's surname was also Zhang.

"...No amount of explanation will help; a mistake is a mistake."

It delayed my delivery time; I'm not running a charity.

The few scoundrels who delivered the goods yesterday were each fined ten yuan.

As for you..." Boss Zhang glanced at Yan Jiekuang, who was taller than him, took a step back, and continued, "Xiao Yan, you are responsible for mismanagement. Set an example for everyone and you will be fined twenty."

Xiao Yan, you're the supervisor, so you need to set an example in everything you do.

That's how you gain people's respect.

Only then can our factory get better and better, and I will make it up to you in the future.

I'll give you a big red envelope for Chinese New Year. ..."

The words were mild, but the meaning behind them was quite ruthless.

Yan Jiekuang felt a chill in his heart. It wasn't that he was afraid of being fined by the man surnamed Zhang.

Instead, he was asked to notify the workers who had worked overtime to move things the night before, something he really didn't want to do.

I'll offend someone!

Those workers were not very educated.

If you curse and insult them, they probably won't hold it against Yan Jiekuang.

But if you mention fines, those people will definitely turn hostile.

"Factory manager, I..." Yan Jiekuang hesitated.

"Without rules, nothing can be accomplished."

You'll definitely have to finish what you've arranged.

"Little Yan, I believe in you!" Boss Zhang patted Yan Jiekuang on the shoulder and walked back to his office. (End of Chapter)