There are five or six migrant workers who work together as husband and wife. Their slightly flushed cheeks and rough hands are weather-beaten. It is inevitable to work through hard labor.
Chen Zhen walked with a few people for a while and asked casually: "Hey? Where did you come from to work?"
The migrant workers were stunned for a moment and said slightly warily: "Us? I...we are from western Sichuan."
"Supposedly, this job should be easy to find this year, right? Everywhere here is renovating high-rise buildings, how come there is no work?"
"Oh, don't mention it. It was fine when we first came out in the first two years. But starting from the second half of this year, some places deliberately refused to pay you and owed us wages. Let alone fired, they ran away."
The migrant worker rubbed his nose and took a breath, shook his shoulders a few times, lifted his backpack and continued walking forward, with a look of complaint on his face.
Arrears in project payment?
Did it start at this time?
The migrant worker seemed to have started chatting, and frowned and said: "Hey, I'm running all over the world looking for a job. It's so difficult to find a suitable one. I earn more than four yuan a day, and in the end I won't get the money back."
Chen Zhen's eyes suddenly raised, and he immediately took advantage of these words and said: "Then you can go to Pingjiang and give it a try. My factory there happens to be short of people, and the daily work is not very tiring. The more you work, the more you pay. Monthly payment and never default, isn’t this better than working on the construction site?”
The migrant worker then looked up at Chen Zhen and looked at him carefully.
Since I have dealt with those middle-aged old men too much over the years, I was naturally a little defensive when I spoke. But looking at Chen Zhen's youthful look, I couldn't help but curiously asked: "What kind of factory is it? How much can the salary be?"
"The beverage factory usually just makes drinks. The procedures are simple, and the more you work, the more you pay. Anyway, according to our current worker standards, it is not difficult to make five yuan a day. It is possible to earn seven or eight yuan with a little hard work."
Chen Zhen patiently explained to the other party. Seeing that the other party was still a little defensive, he immediately continued: "As for salary arrears, I have experienced it before. I worked with that boss for more than half a year. Not only did I have to pay for the usual expenses myself, In the end, I didn’t get any money.”
"That's when I realized that I had to run a factory by myself. I was tired of dealing with the so-called bosses."
Wanting the other party to put down their guard requires empathy. After hearing this, the migrant workers immediately put down their guard and turned to look at their wives.
The woman was slightly hesitant, but thinking that she didn't have much money to go home for the New Year, she might as well trust the other person for once. Since she came out, she must be wandering outside. As for the distance, she couldn't walk around wherever she went.
The migrant worker looked at the woman and nodded, then said: "How many people do you need over there? I have a few brothers who came from one village around me."
"As much as you want!"
Chen Zhen immediately raised his head and said, and the migrant workers also whispered, and then they all looked at Chen Zhen with firm eyes.
Agreed this is.
"when to go?"
"Now you can."
…
A group of people also changed their tickets, and Chen Zhen covered all the difference in fares, so he took a group of people directly to Pingjiang by train.
It was already past eleven o'clock in the night when we arrived in Pingjiang. A few scattered people came out of the train station. There were only a few weak dim street lights next to the train station, and the figures of a few migrant workers were stretched out under the illumination.
Chen Zhen found two or three three-room hotels for these seven or eight people to settle in in advance, and he hurried back home.
The door of the match factory was still eye-catching in the dark night. The alleys in the factory were deserted. The noisy factory machine tools came from a distance. Chen Zhen turned around and entered the alley and walked towards his home.
"Crack!"
Chen Zhen just opened the door and walked in, throwing his backpack on the sofa. Zhang Baixue in the room seemed to wake up: "Chen Zhen, is that you?"
"Well, I'm back."
Chen Zhen took off his coat and walked into the inner room, while Zhang Baixue also stood up wearing a blanket. The moment he saw Chen Zhen, tears burst into his eyes, and big tears fell down from his skin in an instant.
Chen Zhen quickly hugged the other person in his arms. With mixed feelings, he rubbed Zhang Baixue's back distressedly and said softly: "Don't cry, don't cry. I'm back. If anything happens, let's solve it together, ha!"
Zhang Baixue felt even more aggrieved when she heard Chen Zhen's comforting voice, and her crying gradually turned into sobs.
Chen Zhen was heartbroken and hugged Zhang Baixue to comfort him for a long time. However, Zhang Baixue also found someone to talk to after so many days and confessed all the grievances in his heart.
Zhang Baixue worked as usual at the supply and marketing cooperative, but her employer didn't know where she found out about Chen Zhen's apple cider vinegar business. She claimed that she was in the supply and marketing cooperative, but in fact she wanted to go against the supply and marketing cooperative.
Everything behind this was guided by Qin Fenglin. Zhang Linjiang's company itself was involved in the apple cider vinegar industry, but before this apple cider vinegar entered the market, Chen Zhen directly took the lead.
Zhang Linjiang went to the ancient city to discuss sales channels, but Chen Zhen signed the contract first. He only found a few old customers to cooperate.
Zhang Linjiang was naturally dissatisfied that such a large market was snatched away by Chen Zhen, so Qin Fenglin began to spread rumors about Zhang Baixue in the supply and marketing cooperative.
'Zhang Baixue looked like a wolf, I thought he was a pity to pick him up, but in the end he didn't think about his own good, he helped outsiders, and even insulted himself every day...'
"When she was a child, she beat her brother, causing her front teeth to fall out. His brother didn't even care. As a result, he is now stuck in business. '
'What a scoundrel. If I had known better, I wouldn't have picked her up. '
…
All kinds of rumors attack Zhang Baixue, who is in his twenties.
This was not over yet. Xia Chenglin even claimed that the company was short of funds and withheld Zhang Baixue's two months' salary and half a year's performance. He again sent the job to the village's supply and marketing cooperative, where he had to work from 8 a.m. to 8 p.m. every day.
All of this seems to be within the scope of the program, but no discerning person would know that this is hostility to Zhang Baixue.
Zhang Baixue was so angry that she directly placed her resignation report in Xia Chenglin's office.
Chen Zhen hugged Zhang Baixue tightly and comforted: "There is no need to pay attention to their rumors. We are doing the right thing. I will also shut them up forever."
When Zhang Baixue heard this, she immediately panicked, thinking that Chen Zhen was going to do something stupid.
Chen Zhen scratched the other person's nose and said with a smile: "Oh, you think your man is stupid, it's not what you think!"
Only then did Zhang Baixue burst into laughter.
It would be good for Zhang Baixue to resign. With the development of reform and opening up and the progress of the times, the supply and marketing cooperatives slowly withdrew from the stage of history after a few years, and there was no future for them to stay.
"Baixue, haven't you always wanted to open an inn?"
