Rebirth: Back to 1991 as the richest man

The next day, a piece of "good news" was posted on the notice board of the Xiangyue factory. In order to encourage employees to work hard, each employee was awarded a performance award of 500 yuan. This was a considerable amount of income and made the onlookers smile with joy.

“It’s better to earn more by working with foreign companies.”

"No, our original salary was not even 200, but now our monthly salary is 300, and we also get bonuses from time to time."

"We also work for a foreign company, so foreign!"

"Lao Zhang can still describe it, hahahaha..."

"a ha ha ha......"

......

People are intoxicated in the festive atmosphere, praising the good work of foreign companies, and supporting Xiangyue more and more deeply. It seems that they have forgotten that the land under their feet is "Magic City Clothing", which was once the proud leader of the clothing industry.

As for dividends, that has nothing to do with ordinary employees. It is for the profits of the company. In the end, it is still a big pot. I will give everyone some money, but now people have received performance awards.

Is it different?

But although wages have increased, Mi Enterprises uses all the equipment, labor, and land in the Modu factory. Performance awards are just what the employees deserve. After the factory dividends, people can get far more.

Just like a big pot of rice, if there are too many dishes in it, people will naturally share more. However, Mi Qi's approach is hollowing out the clothes in the magic city.

At this time, Wu Yikong and Bao Zhang stood on the office building, looking at the happy employees below, and sneered a few times.

"Humph, you're just giving them a little sweetener, and you're still worried about them causing trouble? The top executives in the United States don't understand these workers in China at all. How to exploit them depends on us."

Wu Yikong's eyes were cold, without any emotion in them.

This man was born in the 60s and has a great yearning for the United States, which has led to a perverted value system. He hates his skin and is eager to draw a clear line with China. It seems that only by bullying the Chinese can he satisfy some perverted needs.

"When we signed the equity agreement, we made it very clear that we have the right to veto the operation of the Xiangyue brand. The profits in the first quarter will be used for brand research and development. This is normal. Even if they go through legal procedures, they will not There's nothing we can do about it.

What can they do if they don’t pay dividends to their employees? I think it's a lot of good looks. "

Bao Zhang's tone was full of disdain and confidence. He was of the same type as Wu Yikong, and even resented the land of China. However, he was particularly supportive of the United States and was still a loyal dog.

"Xiangyue can make money now, but it still has to take care of those cheap labor forces. If it affects production, it will be troublesome."

Wu Yikong was very considerate.

"What's going on with Lu Deguang?"

"Hmph, it would be nice if he could die in the hospital. There is no need for him anyway. Currently, he has cooperated with many clothing processing factories and has a three-year contract. At the same time, he must complete the specified production volume, which can completely match the national supply."

"Maybe he will die in the hospital by now..."

Bao Zhang grinned and turned to look at Wu Yikong. After a moment, the two of them raised their heads and laughed.

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha......"

......

Lu Deguang dragged his haggard body and trembled to the factory area. The bright smiling faces of the employees were sharply different from his bloodless and depressed face.

"The old factory manager."

Niu Dandan had been waiting at the entrance of the factory early in the morning, and Xue Tielong was also standing aside anxiously. Both of them looked haggard, as if they hadn't slept all night.

At this time, the only people accompanying Lu Deguang were Niu Dandan and Xue Tielong, and not far away from them, the employees were still chatting about "happy events" with smiles on their faces.

Don't the employees know that the dividend money originally intended for the factory was used for so-called product research? They know it, they know it in their hearts, but they have earned something, so why do they have to go to the sewage.

"Help me over there!"

Lu Deguang gritted his teeth and moved forward. Xue Tielong and Niu Dandan quickly helped him from left to right.

When the people gathered around the notice board saw the old factory director approaching, they all moved out of the way, but the joyous sounds came from all directions.

"Old factory director, that's great. We are going to give out performance rewards."

"Five hundred per person."

"How much was our salary before we cooperated with Xiangyue? Mr. Wu is so capable, making our life better and better..."

......

Lu Deguang squeezed in at the front of the crowd. He raised his hands and moaned "Yeah" from the back of his throat. The old man used all his strength to tear down the notice with black letters on a red background.

"The factory's dividend money is gone, nearly five million. How important is this to the development of Modu Clothing? This time I made excuses not to pay dividends. It will be fine next time. American companies are ruining the future of Modu Clothing!

In the end, all of us are just cheap laborers, working hard for rice companies to develop their brands. As you can see, all the money goes into their pockets. "

Lu Deguang clenched his fists tightly, his body was trembling, and he used all his strength when he said these words.

But the employees looked at Lu Deguang with extremely strange eyes, and they were unfamiliar with the term "Modu Clothing".

"Let's all stop working and go to Wu Yikong to ask for an explanation when the money will be given to us before we can resume work and production."

Lu Deguang continued to shout, eager to get support and response from employees, but the scene was quiet.

"Let's go find Wu Yikong!" Lu Deguang continued to shout, raising his hand to grab a director of the workshop.

"Old...Old factory director, Mr. Wu made it very clear in the announcement that the dividends in the first quarter will be used for product research and development, and the remaining money will be used to issue performance bonuses to employees. Do you value dividends too much? , Our life has finally been settled, so please stop making trouble."

The workshop director actually broke away from Lu Deguang, advised him not to make trouble, and took a step back.

"That's right, Mr. Wu is very kind to everyone. His wages keep rising, and he is still clamoring to stop work and production. Isn't that just a blind wolf who wants to cut his own way?"

Another man stood up indignant.

"That's right, old factory director, we can't do this."

"Yeah, you can't be this white-eyed wolf."

"Old factory director, it's not too late to wait for the next quarter's dividends. Are your leadership team too anxious?"

......

In an instant, there were more and more voices expressing dissatisfaction for Wu Yikong!

"You...do you think I'm doing it for myself? This is leaving a way for you. You can't lose the clothes in the Magic City..."

Lu Deguang roared at the top of his lungs, but his ferocious look made the employees look like an old man who was angry because of money.

"Shut your mouth!"

Xue Tielong roared, and then the employees' accusing voices fell down.

"Let's go, take me to find Wu Yikong!"

Lu Deguang spoke one word at a time, and finally, with the support of Xue Tielong and Niu Dandan, he squeezed through the crowd and walked to the office building.

There was a group of people standing behind the old factory director, but there was no one there.