Intelligent Industrial Empire

(Brothers, do you still have a ticket in your hand? There are more collections than recommendations, I really can’t afford it!)

Yunfei didn't bother to pay attention to Wang Qingfeng's complaint.Anyway, he has already made the strategic plan for the next ten years of Qingfeng Machinery, and formed a written document and handed it to Wang Qingfeng.

At that time, whether Wang Qingfeng, the boss, will follow the recommendations in this strategic plan, that is beyond the control of Yunfei, a young man who has left Qingfeng Machinery.

As long as it runs in accordance with the ten-year development strategy plan formulated by Yunfei for Qingfeng Machinery, Qingfeng Machinery will not only have its own huge technical team, but also its business will involve shoemaking machinery, clothing machinery, and machine tool accessories (gears, bearings). ) Processing, mold processing (stamping, injection molding) and a series of mechanical business.At that time, although Qingfeng Machinery will not be the leader in the machining industry, there is no problem in becoming a domestic first-class enterprise.

"Brother Yun, you explain that we will give the workers New Year red envelopes tomorrow. How much is appropriate for each person?" Knowing that Yun Fei is unwilling to talk nonsense with himself, Wang Qingfeng quickly forgot to change the subject of serious matters.

This question really made him entangled.In the past, the factory did not live or die, and the profit was only 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a month, but there were only less than a hundred workers, and each worker was paid 200 yuan, and all of them were no more than 20,000 yuan. It will not make people too heartache.

But this year is different. The net profit of the entire factory exceeds 3.5 million. If the new year red envelopes are issued in the same way as last year, the total of more than 200 people in the factory will be less than 50,000 yuan. Now it is already rich. Wang Qingfeng couldn't even blink his eyes.However, thinking that these profits were earned by the workers so hard, if another two hundred yuan were paid, it would be a bit unkind, and Wang Qingfeng's conscience would be troubled.

Especially in the face of the group of brothers who followed him from his hometown in the Northeast to GD Province to work hard, it can be said that everyone supported themselves at the beginning and was considered abandoning their wives.

"What's the problem? Just send it according to your contribution to the factory. If you are generous, I think you can take out 10% of the net profit..." Yun Fei said lightly.

In the past, the year-end award for the New Year every year was the eternal pain in the hearts of most second-tier state-owned enterprises!The first-line monopoly companies make tens of billions of profits each year, and they give their employees year-end bonuses in the tens of thousands. However, the employees of second-line state-owned enterprises can't even compare to those private companies with good returns.Every year, the factory sends hundreds of dollars to comfort Yunfei's old employees who have contributed their entire youth to the factory.And those managers above the middle level are secretly happy...

Now I cannot change the whole world, but I can still change the income of the workers in the factory where I work.Yun Fei is very happy to make his workers the envy and hatred of other factories.After all, the profit of Qingfeng Machinery is not low. Wang Qingfeng, except for some aspects, is a bit petty, he can still show the atmosphere of a nouveau riche in the general direction.

"What? Three hundred and fifty thousand? This, this..." Wang Qingfeng was startled by Yun Fei's words.You know, this is the era in 1991, when ordinary workers' wages were only one or two hundred yuan.If according to Yun Fei's words, the year-end bonus for each worker will exceed 1,000, which is equivalent to the annual salary of an ordinary worker!

"Do you think this is too much? Pharaoh, you have to be kind, especially entrepreneurs. In a factory, if you want to retain talents, factory care or whatever is a shit, these people come to the factory to work for What? Some time ago, a few new machining factories were opened in the nearby town. We lost a lot of workers. You came to ask me what to do. Didn’t I tell you to wait for the New Year? I’ll tell you now , We should use money to win over our workers! If our factory's annual income is higher than that of factories in the same industry, will we worry about the instability of our workforce?" Yun Fei did not say anything polite to Wang Qingfeng.After a pause, he continued.

"Of course, you can also pay tens or one or two hundred yuan to each worker in the factories next to it. That's a lot, isn't it? You don't even have to pay the money. After all, the entire factory belongs to you. It is your affection to give the workers the year-end bonus; even if you don’t pay a penny, I don’t think the workers have any opinions..."

Yun Fei's words made Wang Qingfeng's face blue and red.Yun Fei was telling the truth, but it was because the truth was too direct that he, a nouveau riche who had just stepped into the wealthy crowd, couldn't bear it.

"Brother Yun, what are you talking about? When did I say that I won't send out Chinese New Year red envelopes? Isn't this just a discussion with you?" Wang Qingfeng was silent for a long time, and took a third of the burning cigarette. Then he defended Yun Fei dissatisfiedly.

"Lao Wang, I know what you think. Indeed, if you give workers a year-end bonus of more than 300,000 yuan, anyone will feel heartache. But the more than 300,000 yuan is worth it. Especially your old brothers, Now you have posted it, and they are also fighting with you. Now they are holding five or six hundred yuan in income every month. Do you think they have no idea in their minds? When your factory was just developing, you were facing various difficulties. At that time, none of them donated their money to you, why have you not returned it to them now? Why have they not asked you to pay it back? I think you all know Du Ming."

Yun Fei's words touched Wang Qingfeng's heart.The old brothers who followed him from the northeast to here in the factory can be said to be the veterans of the whole factory.For the first few second-hand equipment he bought, his old brothers have done a lot.For a long time, Wang Qingfeng has considered giving shares to the old brothers according to the money they paid, but he was worried that these old brothers would give the shares to their children, which would restrict himself to the management of the entire factory, so he has never made a clear statement.

Yun Fei ignored Wang Qingfeng's meditation, and continued to explain to Wang Qingfeng why he proposed to spend more than 300,000 yuan in profit to give workers year-end bonuses, which is the so-called Chinese New Year red envelopes.

"It doesn’t mean that all the more than 300,000 yuan will be distributed equally to everyone. If that happens, the mentality of the teachers who have worked the longest in the factory will be even more uncomfortable. Besides, this way, it will be more difficult for those who stay in the factory. Workers who have not been for a long time are not very good either, and they develop the habit of eating big pot of rice."

"If this is the case, what should I do?" Wang Qingfeng now wants to understand.For Yun Fei's own suggestions, everything is for the whole factory and for his own consideration.Had it not been for the suspicion that Yunfei had agreed to every purchase of CNC machine tools, Qingfeng Machinery would still be the same as before, with millions of processing operations each year, and in the end there would be only a few hundred thousand pure profit.

"The money will be allocated according to the workers' years in the factory and their contributions to the factory." Yun Fei was relieved when he saw Wang Qingfeng agreed to give out 350,000 yuan to the workers.Although this year-end bonus is given for the long-term development of Qingfeng Machinery, these workers now become diehards of the entire factory.After all, the money was not paid by myself, and I didn't feel the slightest.

Yun Fei still admires Wang Qingfeng, a nouveau riche, for agreeing to give out 10% of the entire factory's profit to the year-end bonus in such a short time.On this basis, Wang Qingfeng has begun to differentiate from upstarts and has successfully promoted to an entrepreneur with a sense of social responsibility.

"There must be a standard for this, right?" Wang Qingfeng didn't understand what Yun Fei said. He had never thought that a factory would issue a year-end award, and there were so many particularities.

"The standard is in your mind. According to the number of years, it is mainly for your old brothers. After all, no one is as great as their contribution to the factory. As for the contribution to the factory, it is only for the past two years, especially Most of the workers who came in just this year let them know the gap between themselves and others, and let them understand in their hearts that factories like ours are not state-owned factories that eat big pots of rice. And let them know not only the difference in wages, but also the New Year’s money. In this way, we still prefer to be skilled, willing to endure hardships, and do good workers, and use money to induce them to think about development in this direction." Yun Fei poured out his own thoughts.

"That's OK, I will immediately ask the people in the finance department to calculate according to our standards..." Wang Qingfeng is the kind of person who does what he says. Hearing Yun Fei's explanation, he wanted to go to the finance department to find the finance department. According to Yun Fei's idea, the staff of the Ministry worked out how many year-end bonuses each worker should pay.

"Wait, Pharaoh..." Yun Fei smiled bitterly. If Wang Qingfeng did this, the few people in the finance department would not hate him?Such a huge amount of calculation, in the era without detailed standards and no computers, is impossible to calculate even if you don't sleep at night until you leave work tomorrow.

"What's wrong?" Wang Qingfeng was puzzled.The reason why he was so anxious was that he was worried that he was heartbroken for a while, and he was no longer willing to take it out. At that time, his relationship with Yun Fei was not good.

"Forget it, the time is too late. Tomorrow our factory will have a reunion dinner tomorrow night. At that time, some workers will leave the factory and go home to reunite with their families. You, the boss, will also leave. How much money should an individual take? It will not be possible to issue this money before tomorrow night. Maybe many workers who left will not come back again..." Yun Fei said jokingly to Wang Qingfeng.

This year, the mobility of workers is relatively stable, far from being as high as the mobility of ordinary workers in factories in later generations.

The factory’s regulations are only three days off, but in order to take care of the old workers who have not returned home for a few years, Yun Fei asked Luo Xiaoli to tell the workers after discussing with Wang Qingfeng that if they want to go home, after a young year, the twelfth lunar month You can start to ask for leave. As long as the time is less than half a month, the basic salary will not be deducted.Of course, these are the benefits of the farthest workers. Anyway, every worker, excluding the time on the train, will only have seven or eight days at home.