70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 564 Departmental Plans

The oldest person present, the sewing workshop director appointed by Chen Qing, had graying hair but stood ramrod straight. Wearing reading glasses, she said:

"Since the factory manager asked me to make a plan, I seriously thought about what I can do well in the future, mainly efficiency and process."

Establish a three-tiered quality control system: first-piece inspection, routine spot checks, and last-piece comparison.

We will never allow a single defective product to leave the workshop!
I suggest setting up a 'technical task force' to specifically study complex design samples from abroad and overcome the technological challenges.

Chen Qing asked, "The three-level quality control can be implemented immediately, but did Director Wang write down the budget, the number of personnel to be transferred, and the acquisition of samples for overcoming the complexity of the design?"

"The budget is roughly... we may need to discuss it with Director Tian of the Finance Department before we can get an answer."

I already have an idea of ​​the number of people to be transferred.

Several colleagues in our sewing workshop have performed exceptionally well; they are quick and efficient at their work, and their learning efficiency is also higher than others.

I believe that for long-term development, we definitely need to cultivate talent, so I'd like to recommend them. As for acquiring model examples... we can only rely on the Canton Fair.

Director Wang handed the list and detailed plan to Chen Qing for review.

Chen Qing looked at the list and recognized three of the outstanding employees as people she knew well.

Because these three people wanted to win the year-end model worker award.

They can do the work of two people, not only quickly but also with high quality. The machine keeps running non-stop.

“We can discuss this plan in detail, because training talent is essential. Our garment factory has a wide variety of styles, which will allow us to earn more money.”

Director Wang nodded with a serious face: "That's right."

Chen Qing then called the next person. The workshop director mainly talked about saving fabric, but she was already being very frugal, so there was no further content.

Next up is Comrade Wu Changjiang from the ironing workshop.

He was also the only male in the room besides Wei Jianping and Wei Dajiang.

Wu Changjiang reported: "I plan to establish a 'standard ironing process card' to set the temperature, pressure and time for different fabrics and styles, and to standardize the operation."

I also need to set up a light inspection table. Every ironed garment must be inspected under the light to ensure that there are no loose threads, stains, shine, or glare, and that it is as smooth as a mirror.

This is a method used by someone I used to know, ensuring that every piece of clothing we wear is crisp and flawless.

Chen Qing raised an eyebrow. This person is keeping things to himself.

"If Director Wu has a better way to improve the ironing quality, please implement it. If there are not enough people, you can apply for recruitment."

"Yes!"

Wu Changjiang was overjoyed.

He finally started to show some promise here.

It was worth all the time he spent working on the plan.

Next, Chen Qing listened to everyone express their opinions, some good and some bad.

Unexpectedly, it was Comrade Lei Songyue, the director of the factory committee.

As soon as Lei Songyue stood up, he exuded confidence. "Comrades, regarding the overall development of the factory, I'd like to talk about what we should do."

First, we will conduct in-depth research on export policies and overseas market dynamics, such as emerging fashion trends abroad, and regularly organize learning sessions to ensure that the entire factory's production and design concepts stay on track and closely follow national foreign trade requirements.

At the same time, we must strictly control quality and instill the awareness that "quality represents the national image" in the minds of every worker.

Secondly, our monthly "Foreign Exchange Earning Pioneer" labor competition, which awards red flags and establishes role models, will continue as before.

But importantly, we should not only reward the advanced, but also help those who are lagging behind.

We must let the workers know that every stitch they sew is contributing to socialist construction!

The country sees their hard work!

Chen Qing was secretly thrilled. A subordinate who solves her pain points is a good subordinate!
But with so many people in the room, and about the plans she had previously set up... Chen Qing gathered their thoughts together and began to talk about her three previous proposals.

Everyone looked at each other and began to listen attentively.

Chen Qing: "I met with the director of our foreign trade bureau yesterday. The result of our discussion is that if we can create a development that is beneficial to the garment factory, then we can approve a sum of money for our garment factory."

The entire audience erupted in jubilation!

No need to borrow money anymore!
Tian Mengya: That's great!

Wei Jianping, however, felt resentful.

As the saying goes: Even a mighty dragon can't suppress a local snake!
Chen Qingming's words were clearly a mockery of his lack of connections.

Wait!

He also wants to organize more gatherings and make more friends.

As for the cost of the meal...

Then let the family cut back on food and clothing for a few months, and wait until he makes a name for himself before living a better life.

Chen Qing never expected Wei Jianping to think so much. The reason she brought up this news was just to reassure everyone: "So let's talk in detail about the three departments I mentioned earlier."

People originally felt there was no room for resistance, because this was something that needed to be done anyway.

With the government's support, everyone listened to the factory director's plan and nodded vigorously.

Chen Qing felt that they were like robots; they nodded at whatever she said, so she simply read out the whole plan she had prepared in one go.

Everyone nodded again.

Chen Qing: "..."

Forget it.

So be it.

"I will have a typewriter rewrite the specific plan and submit it to the Foreign Trade Bureau."

Everyone nodded in agreement, expressing their excitement about not having to borrow money.

Chen Qing wanted to borrow...

Not now, and not for long, because she needs to expand her operations, and relying solely on the slow approval process of the Foreign Trade Bureau is not enough.

After the meeting, Chen Qing returned to his office to begin work, mainly dealing with the factory leaders' plans and proposals, and seeing which ones were feasible and could be developed.

The end of the year seemed to fly by, and in the midst of the busyness, Chen Qing almost forgot the things she had asked Meng Huanhuan to do.

It wasn't until late January, when Meng Huanhuan came to see her, that Chen Qing became nervous: "Have you found anything?"

"We've found out. I don't know if you've heard about the child swapping incident?"

"heard about it."

"The woman who swapped her daughter out was beaten by her father-in-law. When she ran away, her eldest daughter tumbled down the stairs with her. There were many things piled up in the stairwell, and her eldest daughter was lost."

She was pierced in the abdomen by a very sharp piece of metal and was diagnosed with infertility.

Her husband wanted a divorce, and she was already on the verge of a breakdown, crying every day. Then her baby girl stopped producing breast milk and wasn't getting enough to eat, developed a fever that kept recurring. She was just recently diagnosed with a possible brain problem, and now she's in the hospital, acting erratically.

"Is her father-in-law crazy? Why is he hitting people for no reason!"

"He felt ashamed because his daughter-in-law switched the babies."

"I remember Tian Mengya saying that her punishment had been decided, right? She'd be sent to a labor camp after the baby's 100th day?"

“That’s true, but Chen Qing, why are you so agitated?” Meng Huanhuan asked sharply.

(End of this chapter)