In most cases, employees will choose to sell collectively to a new buyer or new owner and leave with the money.
As for selling more and selling less, it depends on the luck of the respective employees!
Under the general background and environment at that time, this was almost always done.
As for whether the new buyer and new owner is the director of the original mine or the CEO of the group, it is of no importance to the employees.
In fact, to this day, this content and instructions are still used as a benchmark in the land of China.
For example, there were no layoffs and restructuring at that time, so the old factory was preserved and abandoned, but the employees had long since retired.
One day, the old factory was included in the demolition plan, and the demolition money received was divided equally among the old factory employees according to their seniority.
This document was the largest hydrogen bomb, which directly blew up Long Qilei to the point where his body was completely shattered and his bones were shattered into ashes.
At this moment, Long Qilei's three souls and seven souls were blown away by the hydrogen bomb, and his whole body became one foot shorter in seconds.
Long Qilei did not dare to overturn this red document.
Once this red document is overturned, all the restructuring, diversion, layoffs, withdrawals and mergers will have to be overturned.
Don't say that Long Qilei doesn't have this strength, even his own grandfather Long Zhan can't guarantee it!
Once you do this, no one can afford the consequences.
Long Qilei understood this truth no matter how stupid he was, stupid, stupid, crazy, or arrogant.
The conference room fell into deathly silence again.
The melted ice water dripped silently along the conference table and formed a stream, magically staying at Long Qilei's feet and unwilling to leave.
No matter from any angle, this puddle of water is Long Qilei's urine.
I just don't know whether this puddle of urine was caused by Long Qilei being frightened to the point of incontinence, or whether he was incontinent from anger.
Long Qilei's expression at this time was very wonderful.
Loss, disbelief, decadence, depression, despair, despair...
Unwillingness, anger, resentment, misery, disillusionment, eyes torn apart...
They worked hard to pursue the investigation, traveled through mountains and rivers to collect evidence, spent all their sleep and food taking inventory, and worked hard day and night to trace...
In the end, it was easily turned into powder by a piece of red paper.
No one can describe the pain.
No one can understand this sadness.
Even the most painful words from all nations in the world cannot express Long Qilei's feelings at this moment! ap.
No one can accept that a duck that has reached its mouth can fly alive like this.
The big fish that has been caught on the shore just ran away, and it couldn't be held back no matter how hard it was pressed. This is called "Long Qi Lei Qing".
But unfortunately, Long Qilei had no way to stop or save him.
This is the most shocking thing!
There is nothing more tragic, painful, painful or hurtful than this in life.
At this time, I fell into the chaos and confusion of the world before it opened.
Even if my brain speed is turned to the maximum, I can't imagine Tu Laoliang's operation.
But I am sure that this bald old thief must be digging holes for me again!
It’s still like a bottomless sinkhole!
I was so distraught and angry that I was dying!
"The internal affairs of your Fangzhou will be handled internally by your Fangzhou?"
I don't know how much time passed before Long Qilei instinctively shouted out these words. His voice was bitter and his voice was like the last words of an old man who was about to belch.
"No, no, no..."
"Don't dare, don't dare..."
Although he knocked out Long Qilei easily with one move, Tu Laoliang still maintained the humble virtues of a slave. He lowered his neck, lowered his waist, and leaned forward to bow to Long Qilei. His old sword could kill forty mosquitoes. Bilian smiled like a big chrysanthemum.
"Our internal affairs in Fangzhou are managed by the Tenth Sword Holder. Above them are Boss Guangyao to control and Boss Junpeng to guide the direction. At the top there is the Fifth-A Joint Office to guide the overall situation..."
"We in Fangzhou still have to accept supervision, including from Mr. Xiaolong..."
Balabala again
There was a lot of nonsense in the scene. Although the content was disgusting, no one present dared to interrupt or stop it.
This old bald man, I really can’t tell, is actually a secretive talker!
Old man, old man!
It’s so hard to hide it from me!
It makes me suffer so much!
The chattering Bald Laoliang was shouting eloquently, which only made everyone upset.
Suddenly, a sentence came out of Tu Laoliang's mouth: "However, we within Fangzhou can make the final decision regarding the restructuring of our Fangzhou."
"In accordance with the spirit of the red text instructions on restructuring and relevant clear regulations, Fangzhou's restructuring, abolition, and reorganization, including disorganization, will be jointly decided by Fangzhou's 40,000 retired employees and 1,200 current employees."
Long Qilei shouted in a deep voice: "But you just said that Master Tong was not involved."
Tu Laoliang raised his fat body and smiled and shouted the report: "The tenth sword holder did not participate in Fangzhou's restructuring plan, but the other 41,200 employees participated and established the restructuring plan. The tenth sword holder must The minority must obey the majority.”
"Actually, according to the relevant regulations, we only need two-thirds of the employees to pass the restructuring plan."
These words defeated Long Qilei again and his eyes turned green.
However, Long Qilei was still reluctant and said in a deep voice: "The restructuring of Fangzhou is a legacy of history, and the current Fangzhou is disbanded. They cannot be confused."
Tu Laoliang immediately gave Long Qilei two thumbs up and praised him crazily, and then he was showered with flattery like a prehistoric flood.
Mr. Xiaolong is wise, Mr. Xiaolong is dedicated to his duties, Mr. Xiaolong is the pillar of the country, Mr. Xiaolong has a bright future, Mr. Xiaolong is the king of Yao, Shun and Yu.
All kinds of disgusting words made me shiver and get goosebumps.
The supervisors nearby looked at Long Qilei in surprise and horror, their eyes widening.
The more Tu Laoliang flattered him like this, the uglier Long Qilei's face became.
The more flattering it is, the more sarcastic it is!
Mu Di, abruptly, Tu Laoliang changed the subject and said with a smile: "According to the spirit of Hongwen, Fangzhou can independently implement asset disposal plans..."
"After the plan is drawn up, it will be submitted to the superior unit for review."
"If approved, it can be executed!"
Long Qilei's body trembled, Mu Ran raised his eyes, and his eyes flashed.
