Rebirth of the Burning Era

Huaqiang Factory Director's Office.

He Xinfuwei, seven people, the production line director, the security section chief, the propaganda section chief, the procurement section chief, the finance, and the marketing section... all stood there, not even a seat.

Li Minghao was not there. The guild was not the core department in the factory. He was only a deputy, so he didn't have the chance to attend a meeting of this level.

The atmosphere was very dignified. It started with Yu Feixiang, the chief of the security department, who arrived first, and then 66 people continued to come. But so far, Liang Yifei has not said a word, and has been sitting behind the office looking at the employee information sheet in the factory.

Several heads looked at each other, Liang Yifei didn't speak, and they didn't dare to speak, they looked at He Xinfu, He Xinfu frowned and shook his head with a small range, motioning not to make a sound.

There was only the sound of flipping papers every few minutes in the office, which seemed very depressed.

The only other person sitting was Wu Sanshou, who secretly glanced at Liang Yifei from time to time.

Liang Yifei's face was expressionless, but Wu Sanshou could feel that the volcano that the inmate was repressing might explode at any time.

In fact, Liang Yifei didn't have much time, at least Wu Sanshou didn't see it.

This time, Liang Yifei himself felt that it was time for a good fire.

Whether it is in the previous life or the next life, as long as he gives orders with a straight face, it will definitely work, and the efficiency of the people below will skyrocket.

Once in my last life, I asked everyone to come to the office to report within an hour, and it took less than 45 minutes for everyone to arrive.

But today, after the announcement, including He Xinfu, only 4 of the ten people who should have arrived in an hour passed.

After waiting for another half an hour, three came, enough for the seven people in front of them.

The warehouse director, the head of the personnel section, and another director of the production line have yet to show up.

He Xinfu's heart was always hanging. Liang Yifei came to inspect when he was sick. He didn't know what he saw. He called leading cadres for a meeting.

"Dong dong dong dong..." The old-fashioned wall clock in the corner of the office suddenly rang. The sudden sound of the bell broke the silence, and everyone looked at the wall clock subconsciously.

"Okay, wait, let's have a meeting." Liang Yifei put down the newspaper and finally spoke lightly, saying, "Everyone, sit down."

The longest Yu Feixiang has been standing for an hour and a half, and his legs and feet are already weak, and the rest of the people have not stood for a short time.

"Make some tea for everyone." Liang Yifei said to Wu Sanshou, and then said, "I am discharged from the hospital today. I will go back to Lanyun Lake first, the other side of Lanyun Lake..."

As soon as he said a word, the office door was pushed open, and a man with a gray head, about 60 degrees, rushed in.

The director of the second production line is also an old master in the factory, Liu Decai.

"Oh, I'm sorry, factory manager, I'm picking up my grandson from school this afternoon, and I heard about the meeting as soon as I got back!" Liu Decai glanced at the office and saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly explained with Xiao and Liang Yifei.

"Oh." Liang Yifei looked at the wall clock on the wall, then clicked the calendar, and asked lightly, "Old Liu, today is Wednesday, if I remember correctly, Wednesday is a working day? You go out to do errands, It will be an afternoon after you leave, have you asked for a leave?"

Liu Decai was a little embarrassed, he smiled and said, "Director, I'll come back immediately after picking up, my family is in a special situation, my son and daughter-in-law are too busy, I can't do anything if I don't pick up, in case the child is kidnapped by human traffickers Got it."

Liang Yifei stared at Liu Decai for a few seconds, then waved his hand and said, "Sit down."

"Okay, I'm sorry, factory manager, I will pay attention in the future!" Liu Decai found a corner and sat down.

At this time, Wu Sanshou had already brewed tea and brought it to these people. Liang Yifei continued on the topic just now and said, "I went to Lanyun Lake first today, and I looked up and down, and felt quite satisfied, not only The daily operation is on the right track, and the manager over there is still preparing to open up the market and expand the business. I feel relieved over there, and then I came to Huaqiang Factory..."

Just as he was talking, the door was pushed open again, and Liang Yifei's speech was interrupted for the second time.

This time it was a fat man with a shiny face.

In the 1980s and early 1990s, there were not many fat people. If they could grow into big fat people at this time, it would mean that the family conditions were indeed quite good.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I drank too much with my father-in-law at noon!"

Warehouse director Zhou Quan was full of alcohol. After entering the door, he sat down carelessly towards an empty seat on the sand, picked up the teacup that promoted Ke Yu Heping, and said, "Old Yu, I drink water, and they roar in a hurry. He ran to my house to call me, and I came over before I could take a sip of water."

Yu Heping did not speak.

The whole office was silent.

Zhou Quanyou was about to blow tea and drink water, but the atmosphere was not right. Little Mung Bean blinked a few times, put down the tea cup embarrassedly, and stood up a little guilty.

"Factory manager, I originally wanted to come here after lunch. My father-in-law came from the countryside and brought a lot of corn and beans. I had no choice but to drink with me. By the way, there is also their own marinated pork. , the taste is really good, I will send you two knives?" Zhou Quanyou explained.

"Then do I want to thank you?" Liang Yifei almost laughed at him angrily, and said, "Otherwise, don't do it at all, go home and pickle the pork, just so, I know a farmer, I Introduce you to work in the past?"

Zhou Quanyou put his fat hands straight: "Oh, oh, factory manager, I was wrong, I was wrong! I must pay attention next time, I must pay attention, this is not a human relationship, there is no way."

"Okay, you can sit too." Liang Yifei waved his hand with a sullen face: "He Xinfu, close the door, and all the extra chairs will go to the next door."

The door closed, and three more chairs came out, which He Xinfu carried to the next room where Liang Yifei lived.

They all waited for Liang Yifei to speak, but Liang Yifei remained silent.

After being interrupted twice in a row, his mind was slightly stunned, and he lost his memory in an instant. Where did he just say?

Not only was there a brief void, but even the emotions were interrupted.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, he recovered, shook his head and smiled helplessly, and said, "It's not easy to hold a meeting in our factory. It seems that I have delayed everyone's business a lot."

"Director, what is wrong with this, it's all because of our lack of discipline." Yu Heping from the Propaganda Department continued: "I used to be an iron job, and I was used to being lazy. No way. But for a while, the thinking and concepts of the big guys have not been able to keep up with the change, and we need you to teach us a lesson, understand your thoughts, and change your mind. "

Liang Yifei hummed slightly.

I asked Xiang Chongfeng to do a thorough investigation before. This Yu Heping is a relatively influential person in the factory. He is similar to Liang Yicheng of the cannery, but he seems to be more calculated and more willing to take the lead.

He was the team leader of the debt collection team, and their team alone collected more than 300,000 yuan, accounting for almost half of the total debt collection.

During Liang Yifei's hospitalization, no one in the factory had enough authority to manage. Li Minghao was still stubborn on the issue of debt redistribution. It is said that in private, he was a little unhappy with Yu Heping.

Yu Heping's proposition is even more radical than Liang Yifei's: whichever group wants the money back, the excess will be divided among themselves. But according to Li Minghao's meaning, Yu Heping and his group took half of the money.

This is a person who is willing to do things, has the ability to do things, and can win over.

Liang Yifei nodded slightly to He Heping, and said, "It's not enough for class, I'm young, and some of you, when my grandfather is old enough, I can't talk about teaching you. The factory is not the same now as it used to be. Those days are gone forever. If you are lazy, unorganized and undisciplined like before, you will be directly paying money from my pocket, which will directly affect your own income. …”

Click!

In Liang Yifei's speech, it was extremely harsh.

The sound of the doorknob.

The door was opened from the outside for the third time, and Liang Yifei's speech was interrupted for the third time!

Wu Aiguo, Director of the Personnel Section!

"It's too late, too late! Director, keep talking!" Wu Aiguo walked in with his black bag tucked into his waist, looking around for a place to sit.

But looking around, all the places in the office that can sit are full.

The sand is full, and the chairs that are usually used for reception and meetings are also seated, and there is not a single extra.

He stood awkwardly in the middle of the office.

The people who arrived at the side before, all kinds of eyes fell on him, some sympathetic, some gloating.

After a few seconds of silence in the office, Liang Yifei tapped the table lightly and asked lightly, "Old Wu, can you still find a chair?"

"Director, I..."

Wu Aiguo was about to explain, but Liang Yifei didn't give him another chance this time. He interrupted him directly, lit his watch, and said, "I asked He Xinfu to inform him at 2:30. We have to arrive before 3:30. What time is it?"

"Now... it's 4:15 now." Sweat seeped out of Wu Aiguo's forehead.

Liang Yifei stared at him, his tone was cold, and he said slowly: "Today's meeting is about the future of the factory and the future of all of us, but you let us all be together and waited for you for more than an hour, it seems , you don't seem to take the future of the factory, our future, and your own future as one thing. Since this is the case, I'm afraid there will be no seat for you in the factory. "

Wu Aiguo said with a frown, "Director, I have a rest today. I hurried over when I received the news at home, but the bicycle chain was broken on the road. It really is..."

"If you lose the chain at a critical moment, what do I want you to do?!"

Liang Yifei's face sank suddenly, and the previous kindness disappeared completely, replaced by a ferocious look, and shouted sharply: "Get out, go home and wait for the notice!"

These days, the factory manager swearing and swearing is not a big deal. The point is, this is like expelling him. Wu Aiguo's face turned pale with fright, and he begged: "Director, I really don't mean anything else! I'm riding too fast on the road, I'm afraid I'll be late!"

However, Liang Yifei no longer listened to him. Wu San walked up to him with a blank face, polite, but also said coldly, "Senior Wu, please."

He Xinfu warmly said, "Old Wu, go back first and wait."

Wu Aiguo left the office with a sigh as if mourning for his concubine.

Wu San clicked ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and locked the office door.

The atmosphere in the office suddenly became chilling.

Seeing Wu Aiguo's end, the few people who had arrived late before were beating their hearts out, not knowing what the factory manager would do with them.

Liang Yifei lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly. When a third of the cigarette was left, he snuffed out the cigarette **** in the ashtray and spoke again.

This time, the tone was completely different from before, not at all gentle.

"I won't talk more about the nonsense that lays the groundwork. I called everyone here today to arrange layoffs."

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