Rong Zhiguo stared at Chang Jinzhong as if he was a dog landlord who exploited the working people.
"What's the matter, my apprentice draws pictures for you, makes the factory produce new products, and makes you receive commendations, but you don't even pay me a salary? Are you still a human being, Chang Jinzhong?"
The corners of Chang Jinzhong's mouth twitched. He wiped away the cold sweat and said with a wry smile: "Old Rongzi, Xiao Lin doesn't go to work. There are no such rules in the factory... Besides, isn't it also during the Chinese New Year..."
"Nothing? That little thing can buy a picture? Are you thinking too blindly?"
Rong Zhiguo curled his lips and squinted his eyes, tapped his bag with his fingers, held a cigarette in his other hand, and exhaled the smoke before saying, "Girl just gave me a new picture, a picture of a large production line." After that, he squinted. He stared at Chang Jinzhong for a while before continuing, "The Spring Fair is a good time. Not only can I earn foreign exchange through exports, I can also meet those old brothers. The old pliers from the Shanghai Machinery Factory are also coming this time. , Hey, I’m really old now, and I always want to be with my old friend..."
The meaning of this is obvious - if you don't pay my apprentice a salary, I dare to give this picture of the large production line to the Shanghai Machinery Factory. If they want me, I will not go without discussion.
An eighth-level fitter! Which factory is not rushing to get it? As long as Rong Zhiguo nods, it doesn't matter what kind of household registration, house or salary it is!
Chang Jinzhong was sweating even more fiercely. He held down Rong Zhiguo's wrist and smiled uglier than crying: "Old Rongzi, please stop making trouble and think about the factory. Such a precedent is really bad." It can’t be opened!”
Rong Zhiguo snorted coldly.
Thinking about the factory?
The girl was so poor that she had to paste matchboxes, but he still thought about the factory? Who thinks about his little apprentice?
Of course Chang Jinzhong didn't know what Rong Zhiguo was thinking, so he could only continue to persuade him earnestly: "Old Rongzi, it's not me, but look, Xiao Lin is an educated youth, and suddenly she got a job in a machinery factory and got paid. What's going on? It's easy to say but not nice!"
Rong Zhiguo's eyes turned slightly, but he still looked at him with the coldest and most sarcastic look: "Oh, then you just use other girl's things to gain a good reputation for yourself?"
Chang Jinzhong: "..."
He is really unreasonable at all!
Chang Jinzhong frowned, knowing that if this matter was not resolved, he would not only lose the design drawing of the large production line, but also lose the only eighth-level fitter in their factory.
It is impossible to open wages, absolutely impossible, there is no such rule.
That……
Chang Jinzhong quickly fiddled with the abacus in his mind for a while, then gritted his teeth and said: "In this way, at this spring fair, I will give Xiaolin 1% of the turnover of the hand-operated thresher as a bonus! Is this okay for the head office? "
Although the hand-cranked thresher does not use many materials and is not high in cost, it is a unique new gadget and a good thing to promote agricultural production. The export price is 500 yuan.
This is equivalent to giving Lin Nianhe five yuan for every hand-operated thresher sold.
This bonus sounds like a lot, but no one knows how many hand-operated threshers can be sold at the Spring Fair. If not one can be sold, then Lin Nianhe's bonus will only be an empty red envelope.
And this is a one-time deal.
Rong Zhiguo immediately understood the key to this, pointed at Chang Jinzhong's nose and scolded: "Damn it, you have no fucking shame! You are still a man when you bully a little girl. Already?"
Chang Jin suffers from pain in the brain.
"Then what do you want? I've left it here. It's impossible to get paid if you don't go to work, and it's impossible for anyone to come!"
Chang Jinzhong felt a bit like breaking a jar.
He really didn't know what to do.
How about he let Xiao Lin be the factory director? Let her deal with this old guy!
Rong Zhiguo wanted to get an iron rice bowl for Lin Nianhe. He was sure to get a salary of 20 yuan for Lin Nianhe. But looking at Chang Jinzhong's situation, it was impossible to have an iron rice bowl, so he could only make a one-off deal. Extend as much as possible.
"This Spring Fair will definitely not work," Rong Zhiguo shook his head. "In all future Canton Fairs, as long as something is made according to Xiaolin's design, you will have to give 1% of the turnover as a bonus."
Chang Jinzhong: "...!"
"Old Rongzi, don't go too far!"
"Am I going too far? My girl is so miserable that she has to paste a matchbox. How can I say that I am going too far? It would be called too much if I, the master, do not give food to my apprentice!"
Chang Jinzhong: "..."
"If you don't say anything, girl, just pretend to be dead. Aren't you fucking bullying an honest person?"
"..."
"You are too old to be shameless!"
"..."
Chang Jin was speechless and asked the sky.
Does any factory have a good-tempered level 8 fitter?
He exchanged it with Lao Rongzi.
Two hundred yuan will do the trick.
…
Lin Nianhe never expected that she would be hit in the head by a big pie while singing on the train.
One percent of the turnover will be distributed as dividends!
Moreover, every Canton Fair and every product she makes has designs!
Lin Nianhe was ecstatic in his heart, but he looked melancholy on his face: "That's it. If not one is sold... forget it, it doesn't matter. I didn't do it for money."
The second half of Lin Nianhe's words was true. She really had no intention of using these things for profit.
But Lidu had already been delivered to her door, so she could just keep it reluctantly.
Well, really reluctantly...hehehehe...
In case Chang Jinzhong regretted it later, Lin Nianhe immediately took out the manuscript paper and pen, pulled Wang Xiao over and said: "Uncle Chang, I know you are doing it for my own good and reciprocating kindness, and I have to take responsibility for you - I'm afraid that I If I ever get into trouble in the future and get greedy and try to blackmail you, you will be at a huge disadvantage, so let’s sign an agreement!”
She spoke loudly with her little mouth, and lines of words were already written in her pen.
The parties to the agreement, the term, the amount of the bonus, and the bonus standard with no upper or lower limits are all written clearly and clearly.
Chang Jinzhong was scolded by Rong Zhiguo until his head hurt, but now after hearing Lin Nianhe's soft and righteous voice, his heart finally felt better.
Of course, he was also worried that what Lin Nianhe said would happen. She is young now and has parents to support her so she does not feel that life is difficult. What if she has a hard time in a few years and wants to raise her standards? The factory was not something he always liked. If something like that happened, the two sides would definitely have a huge quarrel. In the end, even good things turned into enemies.
Lin Nianhe quickly wrote three agreements, signed his name first, handed the pen to Chang Jinzhong, and pulled Wang Xiao to explain: "Uncle Chang, our agreement is in triplicate, one for you and me." , the third copy will be kept by Uncle Wang for the time being, and will be handed over to Uncle Huang for witness and safekeeping when we get to Suicheng, what do you think?"
Listening to such thoughtful suggestions, Chang Jin burst into tears.
The apprentice is a good apprentice, but it is a pity that he has such a bandit master!
Chang Jinzhong signed and stamped the official seal of the Beijing Machinery Factory, not forgetting to say to Lin Nianhe: "Xiao Lin, you are such a good boy!"
Lin Nianhe: "Yeah, I've always been a kind and good person."
(End of chapter)
