My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 527 asks if it's a technical job.

"Behind every seemingly outrageous result, there must be a reliable reason."

Wei Dong held the loudspeaker, gently covering the child's ear with one hand to prevent damage to her hearing.

But the content was merciless: "This scene must be instigated by someone. As for whether someone is directing them, I don't care. I only know that there should be more than 50,000 bottles of shampoo in the warehouse today. Based on a daily supply of 100,000 bottles, every day that production stops, Jiangzhou Cosmetics Factory will suffer a breach of contract and an economic loss of 150,000 yuan. In ten days, it will be 1.5 million yuan, and in 100 days, it will be 15 million yuan..."

Immediately, someone started shouting and cursing: "What the hell does this have to do with me? That was a contract you signed in collusion with each other..."

Many people around them joined in the commotion and cheering.

Wei Dong said calmly, "They're getting anxious. Some people are getting anxious because the contract was signed under the supervision of the city and district authorities. Once it's stamped with the official seal, it's protected by law. I will prepare the complaint and file a lawsuit in court. Everyone here will share the responsibility for this debt. Who smashed the warehouse and stole the goods? Who blocked the workshop and obstructed production? The law will determine who is responsible for how much. There are still 73 employees. The most agitated ones are those with ulterior motives."

After saying that, he turned his head and pointed the megaphone at the contract workers: "Alright, those of you who are willing to go with Manager Hong can leave now. The new factory is in Jiangnan Economic Development Zone. You will start training immediately, and your monthly salary will be more than 200 yuan."

Sure enough, the workers who were initially hesitant about whether going to work in Jiangnan District was too far away immediately cheered excitedly and gathered in groups of three or five to help Hong Tiancheng leave.

The long-time employees here were in an uproar!

The biggest reason for their protest was wages; unexpectedly, they were willing to raise the wages of contract workers to 200 yuan.

They also refused to adjust their wages from 60 or 70 yuan: "Manager Rang, you promised us generous compensation when you came to the cosmetics factory, but now you're going back on your word!"

Wei Dong chuckled inwardly, "That's right, I told you, come on, friends over here, what's the highest you've earned this month?"

These days there aren't many salary confidentiality requirements, so contract workers gave their responses all at once, with most saying 80, quite a few 100, and some even 120.

Wei Dong pointed at the people and said, "Please remember, they are contract workers, paid by piecework plus overtime pay. The more they do, the more they earn. What are you? You have a secure job in a large collective. You can get overtime pay, but whether you do a lot or a little, it's the same because you are the owners and can receive dividends. You can't have it all. If you want to be an official, don't think about getting rich; if you want to get rich, don't think about being an official. If you want a secure job, don't complain about the cap on your salary."

Immediately, someone complained that they hadn't seen any dividends.

The straight man's response was quite satisfying: "Have the loans for the imported equipment been paid off? Yes, that's right. If I were Manager Hong, I would adjust the loan repayment process. Since we're in a development phase now, we should repay less and more later when things are going better. So I think he didn't handle this detail well, and I accept his resignation. I hope he learns from this experience. But you didn't negotiate or communicate; you just went on strike, stopped production, and stole inventory. That's illegal! We're all adults, and we have to be responsible for our actions!"

These days, who has such a strong sense of law? Jiangzhou used to be a hotspot for civil and military conflicts, and nobody cared about this or that.

They're still quite simple-minded. They just heard that if someone has tens of thousands in debt, it's a sign of trouble; now they hear that breaking the law is punishable, and their eyes immediately turn to…

Standing on high ground, Wei Dong could easily see that his gaze was focused on two or three people, including the one who had just shouted and made a fuss, whose expression was already very distorted.

When Wei Dong met her gaze, Wei Dong avoided her eyes even more: "Come on, now that things have come to this, you speak up! Give me the reasons why you instigated and encouraged everyone to do this. I've already notified the police station, and they can come and arrest the bad apples at any time, so that the uninformed masses can realize their mistake!"

This word sounds familiar, doesn't it?

The veteran security guard had witnessed many similar situations being handled.

We must first divide the majority of people into different layers.

Initially, there were contract workers without property rights. When Wei Dong took over the cosmetics factory, there were forty or fifty contract workers. Now, the number has expanded to about two hundred.

They constitute the majority in terms of numbers.

As pressure mounts repeatedly, small groups that lack resilience will naturally be squeezed out.

Now that they find themselves uncontrollably being the target of attention, they have no choice but to bite the bullet and shout: "You want to demolish our factory to build a shopping mall! You want our land!"

The entire audience was stunned.

Wei Dong was a little confused. "When you say that, I sound a bit like the unscrupulous developer in 'Crazy Stone'."

No, he didn't even tell Hong Tiancheng about this. He only mentioned to the management at the factory that they wanted to build a commercial center in the North District, and he definitely didn't specify that it was on this plot of land.

These old sayings circulating in government agencies are absolutely true!

There are always deeper reasons behind the problems on the surface.

Wei Dong laughed heartily and pointed at Hong Tiancheng through a megaphone: "Are you aware of this?"

Hong Tiancheng immediately shook his head: "I don't know!"

Wei Dong then turned the loudspeaker around and asked, "Does anyone know about this?" It was clear that no one knew; even the two companions beside the person asking the question looked surprised and suspicious.

Wei Dong smiled and said, "See? This is the real reason for this strike and looting. Lao Hong, go call the police station and ask them to come and arrest people."

Hong Tiancheng responded loudly and went off, accompanied by several contract workers.

Those long-time employees who were "unaware of the truth" must now feel a sense of shared indignation at being deceived, and they all crowded around them: "Old Kang! Why didn't you ever mention this before?"

“Old Kang, I remember now, it was you who encouraged us to break the warehouse lock…”

"Old Kang..."

Whether it was a case of everyone kicking someone when they're down, or whether it was his own fault for bearing the brunt of the anger, Lao Kang, who seemed to be the deputy director of the workshop, was immediately surrounded.

Having gained the upper hand, Wei Dong remained calm: "Even I didn't know how building the shopping mall would harm everyone's interests, let alone where you got this information. This already constitutes a leak, and we will definitely investigate where you got the information. You're adding insult to injury now. Think about how you're going to explain this to the police, and what about the huge compensation for the losses..."

The accomplices who had been by Lao Kang's side were almost in tears: "I don't know, the key, who gave the key to you? Hurry up and open the workshop door to resume work, resume work first..."

Wei Dong nodded, and someone immediately ran to get the equipment to open the workshop door and start the machine. Some of the contract workers went right away, but some were still a bit slow on the uptake: "Are we still going to Jiangnan District? Will we still get the 200 yuan salary?"

Wei Dong nodded: "Yes! First of all, as everyone here can see, there is not a single spare spot around the cosmetics factory. There is an office building, a dormitory building, and a factory building. Currently, producing 100,000 bottles a day is the limit of everyone's efforts. What should we do next? We need to increase our production capacity several times over, expand the production of cosmetics and skincare products, and make sure everyone has a spacious and comfortable place to live. How do we do that?"

Others followed the train of thought: "Expand the factory area? Move it to the Jiangnan Economic Development Zone?"

Wei Dong nodded and went straight to the point everyone was most concerned about: "It's not a partial relocation here or there, it's definitely all going there. Okay, if anyone doesn't want to go, you can stay here and do business, sell shampoo, sell jeans, sell whatever is legal. You can convert your equity in the cosmetics factory into equity in this shopping mall, or you can relocate to Jiangnan District. There we have spacious two- or three-bedroom apartments built through collective fundraising, and there are primary and secondary schools next to the factory area, instead of being forced to squeeze into this small, abandoned factory after the chaos. Which do you choose? Tell me!"

People who cause trouble are most likely dissatisfied with the present situation. Maybe things will be better after they've made a scene?
People are always more excited about the unknown.

It must be said that Wei Dong's approach was correct: first, divide and separate them; then, establish an opposing side; and finally, provide an outlet for their release.

Those who had already heard about the consequences are now hearing about even better outcomes.

They would undoubtedly all switch sides: "I'm willing to go! I've been to the development zone, and I hope to live there..."

"I just hope to have the opportunity to buy a house. As long as I can participate in the collective housing purchase, I want to go to Gangnam District!"

This caused quite a stir; even the roar of the machines nearby could be heard as everyone eagerly gathered around to ask questions about how to relocate there.

Wei Dong stared intently at the other side: "These are two different things, Lao Kang. Are you sure you want to wait for the police to arrive before explaining anything?"

That guy, whose face was ashen, was now sweating profusely; everyone could tell he was hiding something.

But they stubbornly refused to say it.

"Alright, that's exactly the kind of people Wei Dong needs to use as targets to solve problems: "Then let's wait to explain what's going on to the city. For now, everyone else can do this: those who aren't on duty, gather up immediately. I'll send a car to pick everyone up and take you to the factory area to check out the situation. At this stage, anyone who moves there will receive a monthly housing subsidy of 20 yuan. As long as the property owners say that more than two-thirds of them have agreed, we can immediately move the entire production line there!"

The fifth stage is basically completed; now we're just dealing with the interior and exterior walls.

While cosmetic and skincare production lines do need to be shipped from Hong Kong, the most complete and well-equipped system is the shampoo production line, which has a mature system from bottle blow molding to filling.

If we move there now, we can scale up the entire operation.

"Alright, now I'll take over. I hope this matter ends here. Anyone who stole or illegally obtained anything during the process, please put it in the reception room. That way, I can focus on a few individuals and let bygones be bygones..."

Very quickly, some people took out their pockets, put the contents in, and ran away, because some who couldn't wait had already run out and were taking the shuttle bus to Gangnam District right outside the door.

Hong Tiancheng returned with a sullen face after calling the police, and the police car that was already waiting there arrived with its siren blaring.

The staff documented the damaged and missing goods, and the chaotic state of the warehouse in a very good manner.

Finally, they faced Old Kang together in the office.

what is the problem?

(End of this chapter)