Li Wenjun saw Liu Hu's eyes were red and smiled: "Let's do this. Comrade Liu Hu's salary will be returned to him. I will pay for his two yuan."
Asking a hard-working person to hand over one day's wages is tantamount to cutting his flesh.
But Li Wenjun is different. He just gets a commission from the clothing factory for one less piece of clothing, and at most two pieces of clothing.
Besides, if Liu Hu is really fined so much, he will have a grudge in his heart and it will be difficult to control him in the future.
Tan Dailei waved his hand: "Brother Wenjun, no need."
After saying that, he put the money back into Liu Hu's hand.
Liu Hu couldn't believe it: This little brat didn't want the money he got?
His eyes widened, his lips trembled, and after a while he said, "Didn't we agree? Are you looking down on me?"
Tan Dailei smiled: "The purpose of my bet with you was not to punish you, but to teach you a lesson. Now that you have been taught a lesson, that's all."
Liu Hu hesitated and collected the money.
Tan Dailei added: "In the future, when pouring concrete, we must follow the procedures set by Brother Wenjun. We must not be lazy at all."
Everyone nodded heavily: "I understand."
Tan Dailei added: "Although you don't have to pay for the bet, you have wasted materials and as a team leader you will be punished. These cement, sand and stones for prefabricated concrete are only worth thirty cents. I want to take your salary today. It will be deducted and then added to the project cost.”
Liu Hu is now convinced: "This is what I should do. I wasted something, and it's my turn to pay for it."
Rewards and punishments are clear and justified. This Tan Dailei is quite good.
Unexpectedly, a person like Tan Dailei, who is a second-rate man, could have such wisdom.
Li Wenjun smiled.
If yesterday he had directly told Liu Hu that if the vibrating time was not enough and there were holes in the prefabricated concrete parts, Liu Hu would be fined to compensate for the cost, Liu Hu might not have listened to him at all, and he might have taken a gamble and done all the subsequent concrete pouring. They all have to do it their own way. Then yesterday it became unusable. The damage caused cannot be covered by two dollars.
Now, Liu Hu was originally fined two yuan, but now it is fined three cents, which is not so difficult to accept.
Maybe Liu Hu was still scared at the moment. Fortunately, he listened to Tan Dailei and followed the rules honestly. How dare you resent Tan Dailei and fine him money.
This incident left a deep impression on him, and he would never dare to do it again in the future.
Tan Dailei said to everyone: "Okay, now that the fun is over, let's go to work quickly. If you can't complete the task today, your money will be deducted."
Everyone was busy discussing and dispersed.
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As soon as nine-thirty arrived, the department store car arrived on time.
Chen Zichen was a little nervous, more nervous than when he went out to attend any meetings or meet with leaders before.
He was so afraid that he had messed up and betrayed Li Changming's trust.
Probably Tao Guanghui had already told the person who came to hand over the goods, so the driver and workers were not surprised at all when they saw Chen Zichen, and they were all busy moving things with calm expressions.
Zhao Lin heard a sound outside, quickly took out the walkie-talkie, handed it to the person in the department store, and hurried back to the office to go to work.
Together with the workers, Chen Zichen carefully arranged the tables and chairs behind the carriage so that they would not be crushed and could lean against each other without shaking.
The driver, who had been secretly staring at him out of the corner of his eye, fearing that something might happen to him, felt relieved.
After Chen Zichen finished working with the workers, he nodded to the driver: "Thank you for your hard work, comrade driver, let's go." Then he climbed into the passenger seat.
The driver and the worker exchanged thoughtful glances and got into the driver's seat.
In fact, he was afraid that Chen Zichen would do something stupid sitting in the back, such as setting fire to something.
It would be nice if Chen Zichen took the initiative to sit in the front.
No matter how crazy he is, he can't do something like grab the steering wheel.
Along the way, Chen Zichen was very quiet and kept looking down at a picture.
The driver quietly took a moment to glance at the picture. It turned out to be a line drawing of furniture.
It has horseshoe legs and a square table top. It looks like a stool, but the legs are so long that it doesn't seem like a stool.
"What is this?" the driver asked curiously, and then immediately regretted the words. Why did he ask so much? It would be nice to just let Chen Zichen stay in peace and not cause trouble.
Chen Zichen said without raising his head: "The high table is used to place flower pots or vases in the corner. It can only be used by wealthy families in ancient times."
The driver asked: "Are you going to make this?" This thing takes up space and is impractical, so it definitely won't be sold.
Chen Zichen shook his head: "No, I saw it in a book, so I copied it and studied it."
The driver suddenly understood and nodded, asking: "Do you really like carpentry?"
In fact, Tao Guanghui told him in the morning that Chen Zichen was now helping Li Wenjun make woodware, but he still didn't believe it.
Because Chen Zichen is also the son of the director of the pyrite mine of a large municipal enterprise and the chief of the technical department. How could he be reduced to doing such a craftsman's job?
There is only one possibility, that is, Li Wenjun used what Chen Zichen did before as evidence to blackmail him.
But thinking about it this way, it seems that Li Wenjun doesn't need to do this. His wages have always been fair, and even for those who help transport goods, he always takes out money from his dividends and pays each of them one yuan as hard work compensation. If Li Wenjun is really short of carpenters, he can just post a notice and a large number of people will apply immediately.
Chen Zichen responded in a muffled voice: "Yes."
The driver didn't give up and asked again: "No one forced you?"
Chen Zichen glanced at him: "Why are you forcing me? It was only after I begged the master to teach me that Li Wenjun was willing to let me work in the woodworking workshop."
The driver finally believed it: "It seems you really like doing this job."
Chen Zichen smiled: "Of course, you don't know how wonderful this thing is. It can turn an ordinary-looking piece of wood into all kinds of exquisite furniture and objects. And my master can make any furniture without even using a nail. Come out, be awesome. Uh-huh."
He smiled like a proud child.
The driver was infected by him and smiled too, murmuring to himself: "That's great."
Now Chen Zichen is calm and composed, with light in his eyes. He is completely different from the crazy man who was rolling around on the floor in front of the department store with red ears and screaming at the top of his lungs.
Chen Zichen stopped laughing and said to himself: "Yes, it's great now."
How could he have such a stupid idea this morning to destroy what he had worked so hard to take revenge on Li Wenjun. It's great to finally find something that you like to do, and someone who is willing to tolerate it, and to be recognized and respected by others.
Looking back now, I feel more and more that I was so stupid and obsessed.
Li Wenjun must have said hello to Tao Guanghui. Tao Guanghui was willing to allow him to escort the car, which really made him ashamed.
He also owed Tao Guanghui a sincere apology.
