Rebirth 2010: I'll be a big shot

Chapter 288 Song Yang’s salary slip, asking a girl to drill screws together

Author: The bright moon once shone on the ancient river

Chapter 288 Song Yang’s salary slip, asking a girl to drill screws together

Lucheng.

Super Factory Industrial Park.

Song Yang held the pay slip in his lap, with a happy smile on his face. His salary was just a little bit over 10,000 yuan.

Before I entered the factory to drive screws, I never thought that one day I would open my eyes and want to run to the workshop.

The company has a limit on overtime hours, and he wishes he could work 25 hours a day.

Spread out the pay slip and clearly record January’s income:

Basic salary: 4680 yuan

Usual overtime hours: 60 hours

Normal overtime pay (OT 1.5 times): 2420.7 yuan

Weekend overtime hours: 32 hours

Weekend overtime pay (OT 2 times): 1,721.4 yuan

Number of overtime hours during holidays: 24 hours

Overtime pay during holidays (3 times OT): 1,936.5 yuan

Perfect attendance award: 200 yuan

Five insurances and one housing fund deduction: 1006.2 yuan

Total payable before tax: 10957.2 yuan

Actual amount issued: 9952.4 yuan

The basic salary is composed of 2,980 yuan + 1,400 yuan (salary increase for supervisors) + 300 yuan (new year salary increase). The reason why it was so high that month was because Song Yang worked hard overtime during the three-day New Year's Day holiday.

If he misses the public holidays, his income will be reduced by about 2,000 yuan. However, if he adds in the quarterly bonus every three months, his monthly after-tax salary will not exceed 9,000 yuan.

In Lucheng in 2016, Juecuo was among the best.

"Song Yang, look at my happy face. How much did you get in the year-end bonus?"

A colleague Su Peng, who graduated from the same school, walked towards me and asked with a smile.

The two have a good relationship and often play skewers and games together. Occasionally they go to the city center to meet up with friends and go to KTV to have fun.

"It's only been a month, what about me?"

Song Yang replied carelessly.

In the Gigafactory, there is no such thing as salary confidentiality. The company even encourages everyone to disclose their income details in external forums, thereby stimulating employees' motivation and enthusiasm for work.

That approach is tantamount to synchronizing the benefits of the super factory to the outside world, and helps job seekers understand the company's salary level in advance and make the right decision.

"He has 1.5 months, is he much better than my supervisor? Haha!"

Su Peng teased.

"The basic salary of labor and management is higher than mine, don't you envy me?"

Song Yang curled his lips and said disdainfully.

"Hey, don't be complacent, their general workers' monthly salary also increased by 300 yuan that month."

Su Peng said nonchalantly.

"The basic salary of labor and management is not higher than mine."

Song Yang kept repeating that sentence.

"Humph! When he gets two consecutive A-level performances next year, he can move up to another level. He won't be too far behind me."

Su Peng gritted his teeth and said, secretly cursing that boy for his bad luck. He was favored by the boss and was promoted two levels in a row.

"Is that my pay stub? Bring it to him and take a look."

Song Yang said with a smile.

"Here! Look clearly, don't think that just because you are not in charge, you earn more than their ordinary workers."

Su Peng didn't care and handed it over.

Song Yang opened it, and when he saw the figure close to "8,000 Chinese dollars", he was stunned for a moment, then calculated Su Peng's overtime hours, and couldn't help but gasp.

"Basic salary: 3280 yuan

Usual overtime hours: 80 hours

Normal overtime pay (OT 1.5 times): 2055.1 yuan

Weekend overtime hours: 48 hours

Weekend overtime pay (OT 2 times): 1644.1 yuan

Number of overtime hours during holidays: 24 hours

Overtime pay during holidays (OT 3 times): 1,233 yuan

Perfect attendance award: 200 yuan

Five insurances and one housing fund deduction: 705.2 yuan

Total payable before tax: 8412.2 yuan

Actual amount issued: 7707 yuan”

"I work so hard, I only have two days off a month."

Song Yang sighed.

"There is no way. His family is not well-off. He wants to buy a house in Lucheng. If he doesn't work hard to screw in, when will he be able to afford it?"

Su Peng replied with a smile.

The basic salary paid by the Gigafactory includes 7 hours of working time and 1 hour of lunch break. Extra income comes from overtime work.

You can add up to 4 hours per day during working months, and up to 8 hours per day during weekends and holidays.

Making that kind of restriction will prevent some employees from asking for money instead of their lives, working overtime crazily, and causing production accidents.

Workers who want to make money, of course, don't dare to waste a moment. Parents and children back home have too many places to spend money, so they have to work harder so that they can live a comfortable confinement at home.

Is working overtime a big deal? I’m afraid the company won’t let them work overtime!

"The down payment is more than 200,000 yuan, and he can't even afford it."

Song Yang sighed.

In those days, if you didn't own a house, how could you expect any bullshit love? Even blind dates were at the bottom of the contempt chain.

"Come on, work hard. If he can get my basic salary, he will definitely have to work 4 hours a day, and he will be confident after working for two years."

Su Peng patted his shoulder and said.

"There are young people who are crying for poverty. As adults, they will cry for poverty and work for money."

Song Yang looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, as if remembering some unbearable past event, and looked like someone who had been through it before.

"Don't show off, let's have a barbecue in the morning. Let's get together for the first time before the New Year."

Su Peng warned.

"Making money is a man's true nature, let's work together."

Song Yang nodded, put aside all the messy thoughts, and prepared to learn from Su Peng. He would work 11 hours a day in the coming year, strive to get an A for performance, and continue to be promoted and raised salary.

At that moment, a deafening shout suddenly came from the park. Song Yang and Su Peng looked at each other, wondering what was going on.

“Year-end bonus doubled!”

"Thank you, Boss Chen! Thank you, Manager Lin!"

"His year-end bonus that month was worth 20,000 yuan. He didn't even want to take a vacation! Driving screws is so delicious!"

Year-end bonus doubled? What happens?

Song Yang rushed back to the production workshop, grabbed a smiling worker, and asked doubtfully: "Is the company increasing bonuses again?"

"No, supervisor, didn't I read the email? The headquarters just announced that it will spend 500 million Chinese dollars as rewards to the 100,000 employees of the Gigafactory."

The co-worker explained happily.

Evenly distributed to everyone's head, there will be at least 5,000 yuan!

What's more, the way to divide performance is to use the number multiplied by the employee's two quarterly bonus coefficients to divide the bonus!

The higher the number, the higher you get!

Level A is 2, and the multiplication is 4; level B is 1.5, and the multiplication is 2.25; level C is 1, and the multiplication is 1; level D is 0.5, and the multiplication is 0.25.

From the highest to the lowest bonus coefficient, the difference is sixteen times!

The happiest people are those outstanding employees who get A's twice. In the new year, they will not only receive promotions and salary increases, but also receive a large bonus.

"I'm so sorry! He should have behaved well."

"He gets C once, D once, and the coefficient is 0.5, and he can get more than 2,000 yuan."

"..."

Song Yang immediately calculated his bonus coefficient. If he did an A once and a B once, the coefficient was 2. Ye Yi could get 9,367 yuan, and he immediately started laughing.

But after learning that employees who get A's twice in a row can receive an additional bonus of nearly 19,000 yuan, they can't help but feel jealous.

"His coefficient is only 1.5, which is even less than mine."

Su Peng said depressedly.

"There is a good chance next year, so what are you afraid of?"

Song Yang said with a smile, the future is full of longing.

Early next month.

He packed up his luggage and left the industrial area. The luxury buses rented by the company parked at the gate and took them to the train station and bus station in the city center to facilitate everyone's return home.

Song Yang's hometown is in Zhoulai City, not far from Lucheng. When he arrived at the bus station, there were two long-distance buses left at noon.

He bought the ticket, got in the car, found an empty seat and walked east.

After a while, a pleasant voice rang in my ears: "Hello, is there anyone there?"

Song Yang looked up and saw a girl who looked about 60 or 70 years old. She was wearing a pair of rimless glasses. She was gentle and quiet. She was not very beautiful, but she made his heart flutter.

"Then it should be the legendary eye relationship, right?"

He thought to himself, feeling that the girl became more attractive the more he looked at her, and she had a kind of beauty like Xiaojiabiyu.

"Handsome, can he walk there?"

The girl confirmed again.

Song Yang came back to his senses and saw the heavy schoolbag in the girl's lap. He immediately took it and said with a smile: "Of course, he helped me put my things in the luggage rack."

"Thanks."

The girl smiled slightly, replied politely, and then walked beside him.

"Am I a student?"

Through observation, Song Yang felt that there was a clear sense of stupidity in the girl's eyes, which was very similar to him half a year ago, before he left school, so he had the courage to strike up a conversation.

"No, he is a freshman in Chinese language and literature at Lucheng University."

The girl was unprepared and introduced herself candidly.

"Oh! What a coincidence, he is also a student of Lucheng University, Bu Nao, and will just graduate next year."

"Wrong, his name is Song Yang, how do you call me?"

Song Yang's eyes lit up. He didn't expect to meet a primary school girl. No wonder he looked so young.

"Hey, it's better to be more tender."

He thought sullenly.

"His...his name is Ke Xi. Am I really a graduate of Lucheng University?"

Ke Xi said with doubt on his face.

Although Song Yang looked sunny and handsome, the jacket with the words "Future Technology Super Factory" embroidered on it did not betray him.

Lucheng University is not a second-tier college after all, and its graduates actually know how to drive screws?

Cocoa?

Song Yang followed her gaze, looked down and saw the logo on his clothes, and instantly realized that he had misunderstood.

Embarrassedly, he said: "He has discredited his alma mater, but the treatment and benefits in their factory are not as good as those in China."

"Brother, it's wrong for me to pursue a girl, but it's a bit shameless for me to pretend to be a student of Lucheng College."

At that time, a boy next to me could not help but give some advice.

"But he is really a graduate of Lucheng University."

Song Yang argued.

"That's wrong, that's wrong. This little girl is a college student. I am a factory assembly line worker, so I don't want to mess around there, okay?

Girl, don’t be afraid, if your grandson dares to harass me, uncle will support me.”

Another bald middle-aged man stood up to correct his injustice and showed off his exaggerated arm circumference. It was obvious that his fitness effect was outstanding.

It is no exaggeration to say that with one punch, Song Yang would kneel down.

"Hahaha, a worker who tightens screws dares to say that he is well-paid? By the way, do I get 3,000 a month's salary?"

A young man in a black down jacket in front mocked.

"What's wrong with him tightening screws? Does screwing mean you are inferior to others? Do you have the ability to post your payslips and see who earns more?"

Song Yang was getting angry, and those birdies wanted to pick up a girl by themselves, but they all wanted to be stabbed and have nothing to do with them.

"Oh? My kid doesn't want to fool him with Moss AI paintings, does he? Is he an expert in that field? Don't try to use P pictures to get away with it."

The young man's attack power was very strong and his tone was contemptuous.

"You can't make any mistakes when entering wages into the bank app. If you don't agree, let's compare."

Song Yang stood up and shouted, the clay figurine is very graceful.

"Compete!"

The young man is a local, graduated from a top-notch university, and is currently working in a well-known private company with a monthly pre-tax salary of 8,000 Chinese dollars, which is not his confidence.

In the era of "if you can't recruit workers for 3,000 yuan, you can hire a college student", his income could definitely beat 99% of his peers.

immediately.

In the midst of a crowd of fun-loving people, the two of them took out their phones on the spot, opened the bank APP, and pulled up the details of their monthly salary payments.

Song Yang's display clearly shows "January 2016: salary income 9,952.4 yuan", "quarterly bonus: 4,680 yuan", "year-end bonus: 4,680 yuan", "group bonus: 9,367 yuan".

"The first bonus is a quarterly bonus from their factory, the second bonus is a year-end bonus, and the third bonus is from the head office. I forgot to tell everyone that their factory is a wholly-owned subsidiary of Future Technology."

Song Yang explained seriously.

The young man who spoke provocatively fell silent for a moment, and his legs seemed to be burning with his words. His face darkened, and he wanted to put the words in his pocket.

"Grandma! Your pretense is hitting the wall!"

The young man was frightened. He never expected that the assembly line worker in front of him had such a high income.

"Brother Rich, don't worry, weren't you very excited just now? Come and take a look, the income of a high-end person like me, tsk tsk, is only 6,200 yuan up to my legs?"

Is he dazzled? Is it 62,000 yuan?

The year-end bonus is only 8,000 yuan. It doesn’t come once a year, right? You forgot to tell me that their factory gives it four times a year, plus a year-end bonus.

The laziest worker in his neighborhood earns more than me, so what should I be proud of?"

Song Yang snatched away the wrong party's demonstration and mocked Laman with contempt.

After that, he took out his expired student ID card from his wallet and placed it in front of everyone. The small notebook was enough to prove his academic qualifications.

"As a college student, it's not embarrassing for me to go into a factory to drive screws."

Someone next to me asked curiously.

"He's afraid of being embarrassed, he's afraid of being poor!"

Song Yang said leisurely.

For a moment, everyone was embarrassed. Who is a man afraid of poverty? I am a confinement man without money, even ghosts will look down on me.

"He heard that the basic salary at the Gigafactory is only 2,980 yuan. Should I be a manager?"

Someone questioned.

"Do I want to laugh him to death? With a rank like his, there are not even 10,000 in the Gigafactory, but 8,000, which is a shitty management.

2,980 yuan was last year’s basic salary, and it has increased to 3,280 yuan next year. If you work overtime on weekdays, you will get 1.5 times the overtime pay, 2 times the overtime pay on weekends, and 3 times the overtime pay during holidays!

Just take care of food and housing, do whatever you want, and you can earn 6,000 yuan a month from your legs to your legs, so it’s really easy to do without asking for anything.”

Song Yang said proudly.

"What?! Overtime pay is doubled!"

"Are you bragging?"

"I guess I drank too much fake wine. Hey, fake wine is harmful to people!"

"..."

The onlookers shook their heads one after another. Seeing the driver behind the car, they begged to start as soon as they knew the car was coming, so they slowly dispersed.

As for Song Yang's words, they naturally didn't believe them at all.

If the money in the factory is so easy to make, will there be people running away with buckets?

Song Yang sneered, knowing that those people were looking at the sky from a well, he simply stopped talking and walked back to his place.

"Senior, he believes what I say."

Ke Xi said with a smile. When he squints his eyes, they look like a crescent moon.

"Really? No, the school girl is smart. Tell me about the situation in their factory..."

Song Yang grinned, and the girls from the Bungan family were begging to be listened to. He introduced the factory's workshop environment, accommodation conditions, food quality, and welfare system one by one like he was pouring beans.

"It sounded pretty good, and he was tempted by it."

Ke Xi praised.

"When I graduate, he can recommend me to join. Please know that the quota for the Gigafactory is very competitive."

Song Yang replied.

"..."

Ke Xi finally understood. The senior was just a straight man, and he actually wanted to ask a girl to join him in the factory to make screws.

I really want to unscrew his head and see his brain circuit.

Ke Xi covered her mouth and laughed.

Afterwards, Song Yang talked about his college days, the library, the sports field, the basketball court, and the unforgettable New Year's Day party.

Only then did Ke Xi believe that if he was really a graduate of Lucheng University and had not lived on campus for several years, could he be so familiar with it.

Initially, the two exchanged WeChat messages.

Ke Xi felt that the senior who liked "driving screws" was full of interesting atmosphere.

In such a situation, as the Gigafactory went on holiday and employees traveled to all corners of the country, the news of "high benefits and high wages" spread like wildfire, spreading in several major working provinces.

Many ordinary workers who originally worked in Pengcheng and Yangcheng electronic factories are planning to go to Lucheng after the new year to try their luck as a "Lu Piao".

Some college students who could not find jobs also planned to go to Lucheng to make a living after hearing such news.

…

Chun Shen.

Chen Heyu took Luo Wenwen to the east train and looked up to see a magnificent commercial plaza. At the entrance next to the road, there was a huge "Sihai Supermarket" sign.

The design is rustic, but it cannot stand up to the bustling flow of people.

"It seems that my uncle and aunt's business is quite successful. I am worthy of being the founder of Sihai Hotpot City."

Luo Wenwen said with a smile.

"Stop boasting again when you enter the room, otherwise Comrade Chen won't be able to hear you."

Chen Heyu smiled softly, raised his foot and walked towards Chojuan.

(End of chapter)