Siheyuan Street Office.
After Director Wang confirmed that there was no problem with Wang Weidong's plan, he began to determine the details.
"There are many idle people in our courtyard neighborhood, so recruiting people is no problem, but how should wages be calculated? There are also methods of calculating wages."
Director Wang has also carried out assistance work before, but the scale was relatively small, and the people could only earn a little bit.
This time is different. According to the plan, at least 500 hand warmers will be produced in the first batch.
It should be treated with caution.
"My personal idea is to work on a piece-by-piece basis. The more you do, the more you get. Not all of these low-income families are so diligent." Wang Weidong said with a smile.
He also had concerns about the way workers were paid.
Of course, as someone who has experienced 996, he naturally understands that the piece-rate method can improve labor efficiency.
However, they are also worried that they will get a bad reputation for exploiting working people and may even be criticized.
However, after carefully understanding the actual situation of the assistance work in the steel rolling mill, he put his heart that was hanging in the air back into his stomach again.
It turns out that most rolling mills use piecework for this kind of outsourcing work.
After all, most of those who do these jobs cannot go to work on time and cannot measure their workload in daily terms.
In fact, the rating system of later generations evolved based on the principle of piecework.
Director Wang is naturally used to this method, so he is not surprised. He still stares at Wang Weidong: "Then how much remuneration will be paid to the masses for each piece completed?"
"five cents."
"Five cents?" Director Wang rubbed his ears.
As in the past, people helped polish the workpieces in the steel rolling mill and received 1 cent for each piece.
Polishing is not only tiring, but also dirty. I often feel dizzy after a day of work.
And just for sewing bags, you are paid five cents. If you are diligent, you can sew 40 bags a day.
That’s two dollars!
Enough to cover a family's expenses for a week.
This is good work!
Director Wang's eyes lit up.
She couldn't wait to start counting people on her fingers.
"Liu Dazhuang's family in the compound of the polishing factory has five children. Since Dazhuang's daughter-in-law is from a rural area, the family only has one grain book, and Dazhuang's daughter-in-law counts as one."
"The Sun family in the courtyard house has two patients. They often die before the end of the month. Aunt Sun is one of them."
...
Seeing her excitement, Wang Weidong interrupted with a smile: "Don't worry, the materials I ordered haven't arrived yet."
"In that case, I will make a list for you later and you can see how many people are needed." Director Wang said.
The two chatted about this matter for a while.
Seeing that the sky had completely darkened, Wang Weidong proposed to treat Director Wang to dinner.
Director Wang firmly refused. How dare she ask Wang Weidong to invite her?
Not only did they not care about what happened before, but they also wanted to give her a big contribution. Even if they wanted to ask for it, she would ask for it.
If this poverty alleviation project is successful, she is likely to take this credit further.
After the two argued for a while, it was Director Wang who finally invited the meal.
The two of them didn't go far, so they ate at a restaurant on the street. Director Wang had to help make a list at night, so he didn't drink.
After eating, they dispersed. Director Wang returned to the subdistrict office to continue working overtime, while Wang Weidong rode his bicycle to Lou's house.
Sigh, I really feel like I am a son-in-law. Although the small villa is nice, I don’t feel at ease living there, so I’d better move back as soon as possible.
…
Before entering, Wang Weidong heard the quarrel coming from inside.
Frowning, he originally thought it was Lou Xiao'e and Lou Bancheng who were arguing, but the sound didn't sound like it.
After entering the small villa, I realized that it was Lou Bancheng and Lou Tan who were quarreling.
The two men, both of whom were over a hundred years old in total, were both blushing and thick-necked.
Lou Xiao'e stood at a loss and didn't know who to help.
Wang Weidong walked to Lou Xiao'e and asked in a low voice: "What happened?"
Lou Xiao'e shook her head with a sad look on her face and said, "I don't know either. When my dad came back just now, he didn't know what he said to my mother, and then the two of them started to quarrel."
Lou Bancheng and Lou Tan didn't know if it was because they saw Wang Weidong coming back. After snorting coldly, they walked away in different directions.
Wang Weidong and Lou Xiao'e looked at each other, confused as to what they meant.
"Forget it, you go coax your mother, and I'll go to your father's to see what's going on with them."
"good!"
After Lou Xiao'e nodded, she went to find the Lou Tan family.
Wang Weidong went to the study, and Lou Bancheng entered just now.
As soon as he opened the door, Wang Weidong saw Lou Bancheng sitting on the sofa, puffing away smoke.
After he closed the door gently, he walked forward and pulled up a chair to sit down. Then he unceremoniously took the cigarette case that Lou Bancheng had placed on the table, took out one, lit it, and started puffing away together.
Wang Weidong just doesn't like smoking, it's not that he doesn't know how to smoke. This thing is not difficult to learn.
When Lou Bancheng saw Wang Weidong come in, he thought that his son-in-law had some conscience and knew he was here to comfort his father-in-law.
However, after waiting for a long time, Wang Weidong didn't say a word, so he couldn't help but frown.
"Ahem, what's the matter with you?"
Wang Weidong smiled and said: "It's nothing, I just thought that it would be too boring for you, father-in-law, to smoke alone, so I just wanted to accompany you."
...Emotions come for my cigarettes?
Lou Bancheng was immediately furious. He resisted the urge to tell Wang Weidong to go away, and pretended to be calm and said: "I heard that your factory is going to set up a new workshop. Are you going to be the workshop director?"
"Yes, I made some small inventions earlier and earned some foreign exchange. The superiors saw that I was quite capable, so they thought of setting up a small workshop for me to try."
"..."
Lou Bancheng felt that he had made a mistake by taking the initiative to talk to Wang Weidong, giving this boy a chance to bluster.
Isn't it just to earn some foreign exchange? What's there to be proud of?
He, Lou Bancheng, was a wealthy man who spent all day hanging out and listening to music, but he was never so arrogant.
In other words, the uncooked rice has already been cooked. He also meant that the children born to Wang Weidong and Lou Xiao'e in the future would have a surname of Lou, so he suppressed this sigh.
He did not continue to wrangle with Wang Weidong on the topic of the new workshop, but instead said: "Come with me tomorrow to find Li Ergou to apologize. He is also the deputy director after all. If you still want to work in the steel rolling mill?" It’s impossible to continue to hang out without establishing a good relationship with him.”
"No!" Wang Weidong bluntly rejected Lou Bancheng's proposal.
To him, Li Ergou was like a withered bone in the grave. If he went to apologize at this time, wasn't there something wrong with his brain? !
"You!" Lou Bancheng stood up angrily and was about to teach the child about the ways of the world.
Wang Weidong didn't give him a chance. He fiddled with his fingers and said calmly: "I call you father-in-law just for the sake of the moth. Don't think about dictating me! I will handle my affairs myself. You have time to take care of it." I might as well get rid of your own troubles first."
Lou Bancheng was shocked when he heard this.
Previously, Wang Weidong was able to find the gold bars he had stored in the old housekeeper's house, which already made him panic. Now he couldn't help but wonder if Wang Weidong knew something else.
Wang Weidong has been paying attention to Lou Bancheng's expression.
What he said just now was just to deceive Lou half the city, but he didn't expect it to actually work.
Seeing Lou Bancheng's hesitant expression, Wang Weidong had a bad feeling in his heart, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
Wang Weidong didn't care if something happened to Lou Bancheng, he was just afraid that he would implicate Lou Xiao'e.
Although Lou Bancheng's status as a director is just that of a monk, it is just a display.
But after all, he has a status, so he shouldn't have to worry too much about Deputy Director Li's face.
Unless there was some cooperation between Lou Bancheng and Li Ergou, they wouldn't have come up with such a bad idea.
The more Wang Weidong thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.
A big capitalist and a profit-seeking villain are very likely to wear the same pants.
...
The conversation between Weng and son-in-law naturally broke up on bad terms, and both of them had their own plans in mind.
Back in the room, Wang Weidong saw Lou Xiao'e sitting in front of the dressing table with a frown on her face.
He walked over, caressed her shoulder, smiled and asked, "How is your mother-in-law doing?"
Lou Xiao'e sighed and said, "I just keep crying and refuse to say anything."
Wang Weidong raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said: "What a coincidence, your dad is like this too. Let's not go back to the courtyard these days. We will watch your parents here to avoid anything happening."
Lou Xiao'e nodded, hugged Wang Weidong and said, "Thank you, Weidong."
"That's what I should do. It's getting late, so we should rest." Wang Weidong said pointedly.
Lou Xiao'e's face turned red and she nodded shyly.
That night, Lou Bancheng and his wife next door had insomnia again.
No, I can't make it through this day.
We can't let this kid Wang Weidong live at home anymore!
…
When they woke up the next day, Wang Weidong and Lou Xiao'e were stunned by the thick dark circles under Lou Bancheng's and Lou Tan's eyes.
Seeing their resentful expressions, the two culprits also realized what they were doing, and after finishing their meal, they seemed to be running away.
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