Siheyuan: starting from signing in to get roasted pig's trotters

Chapter 248 Workers in the Cotton Mill

"Go, show me!" Zhao Aimin stood up.

When he and Xu Damao came outside the office building, they saw a large group of people standing outside, probably dozens of people.

The number of workers in the Cotton Factory itself is not large, which means that more than half of the workers have come.

"Which one of you is the leader?" Zhao Aimin glanced at everyone and asked.

No one played back, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one stood up.

Because everyone knows that whoever takes the lead is unlucky.

When the time comes, the superiors will punish them, and they will definitely trouble the leader.

At this time, Zhao Aimin also noticed the concerns of these people.

He coughed, and then continued: "There are so many of you here, you can tell what you think. But I can't hear what dozens of people say."

"So what I mean is to talk to a few of you first, so that it will be easier to communicate."

As soon as Zhao Aimin finished speaking, he saw the factory manager rushing over with a few people.

"What are you going to do?" The factory manager looked at everyone sharply and shouted, "Go back to work!"

"It's all discontinued, so there's no work to do." Someone in the crowd whispered.

The factory manager squinted his eyes and looked at the crowd for a while, then shouted at the person who spoke just now: "Chen Dayou, what did you just say? Can you say it again?"

"Factory manager, I'm telling the truth, why don't you have any work today!" Chen Dayou whispered.

"Can't learn technology without work? Do you have to get together?"

"Look at you, one by one... what are you doing standing at the gate of the garment factory?" the factory manager shouted.

None of the workers made a sound.

The factory manager still has a bit of prestige in their minds.

"Go back, go back!" The factory manager waved his hands to disperse the crowd.

"Wait a minute!" Zhao Aimin said loudly suddenly.

"Mr. Zhao, it's my fault that I didn't control them well." The factory manager came to Zhao Aimin and said apologetically.

He just received the news that the workers from the Cotton Factory went to the garment factory to make trouble because of wages!

This made him very anxious and rushed back immediately.

You must know that the owner of Cotton Factory is actually Zhao Aimin!

It's just that Zhao Aimin reached an agreement with his superiors, that the cotton factory is still managed by the government, and the workers in the cotton factory cannot be fired.

But there is a premise that workers cannot make big mistakes.

If they make a big mistake, Zhao Aimin has the right to fire them.

Now the workers are gathering together to block the entrance of the garment factory, which is of a serious nature.

If the superiors are alarmed, don't say that Zhao Aimin is going to fire the workers, I'm afraid even the superiors will fire a few workers!

"Since everyone is here, I would like to hear your opinions."

"If I can solve it, I will solve it. If I can't solve it, I will tell everyone the reason."

Zhao Aimin said in a loud voice, "I'll still say what I just said, please send one or two representatives to put forward the request."

"Don't worry, I just want to communicate with you and have no other meaning. Even if I don't agree with your request, I won't find an opportunity to retaliate against you."

Hearing what Zhao Aimin said, a more courageous middle-aged worker stepped forward and said, "I have worked in Cotton Factory for decades, let me share my opinion!"

"Please speak!" Zhao Aimin nodded.

On the side, the factory manager saw it in his eyes and was anxious, but he had no choice. Since Zhao Aimin had stated that he wanted to listen to the opinions of the workers, he couldn't forcefully stop him.

"It's like this. I have worked for decades, but my salary is not as high as that of young men and girls who just started working. What do we old workers think?" said the old worker.

"Master Song is right, it's not fair!" Another person wearing glasses said, "I was assigned here after graduating from high school, and it was only 42 yuan and 60 cents a month. But some of them are primary school students, and they got more than [-] yuan this month. The salary of the students is almost [-]!"

"That's right, we are all your workers, and your bowl of water will be leveled!"

"The workshop of the garment factory still belongs to our Cotton Factory!"

Everyone talked at once.

Zhao Aimin listened for a while, waited until everyone had finished talking, then waved his hand to signal for everyone to be quiet.

"Let me sum it up. You think that the garment factory and the cotton mill belong to me, but your wages are almost two-thirds, or even half, of the wages of the workers in the garment factory."

"So you don't think it's fair, do you?"

Zhao Aimin asked.

"Yes!"

"It's not fair!"

Everyone said.

"But, have you ever thought about it? You are iron rice bowls, and I have no right to fire you."

"But they, as long as they make a mistake, I can fire them!"

"And after you retire, you have pensions, but they don't!"

"On the one hand, it is to get a small salary but have a stable job and future pension; on the other hand, it is to get a lot of salary, but the job is not as stable as you, and there will be no pension in the future. Which one is better, everyone has their own idea."

"If you want to be like the workers in the garment factory, that's easy. You can exchange with them and give them the iron rice bowl, and you can work in the garment factory and get high wages!"

"I think there must be someone who is willing to exchange with you!"

Having said this, Zhao Aimin paused and looked at everyone.

Everyone was silent, because in this day and age everyone valued iron rice bowls very much.

No one would be so stupid as to sell their jobs for money!

"Also, the workers in the garment factory are working every day. As far as I know, the Cotton Factory has been closed for half a month!"

"In the past half a month, you have been chatting and basking in the sun every day in the factory, and some people are even playing cards and sleeping!"

"And the Cotton Factory has been in a state of loss, and your wages have to be paid by your superiors!"

"Where did the money come from? Didn't it come from other places? The money earned by other people's hard work was handed over to the country, and then it was used to pay you wages!"

"So, it's not bad if you can get this salary!"

"Whoever wants to give up their iron rice bowl and work in a garment factory, that's very simple, you just need to resign from Cotton Factory!"

"The garment factory will recruit another group of workers in the future, and I will give you priority as long as you have the guts to give up your job!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Aimin turned around and left.

He knows that no one dares to give up the iron rice bowl at present.

It will take several years for the situation to slowly change.

As soon as Zhao Aimin left, the workers in the cotton factory dispersed automatically.

Because Zhao Aimin made it very clear that if they want to get paid by the garment factory, they just need to give up their status as workers in the cotton mill and work in the garment factory.

But it is impossible to give up the iron rice bowl.