Daddy Porter

"Jing Rong! You're back!"

"Jing Rong! Are you back from the county seat?"

"Jing Rong! I heard that you have built a factory in the county and are recruiting workers from our village. Is this true?"

"Jing Rong! How much does your factory pay a month? My family just graduated from junior high school this year. Can you let him work in your factory?"

After Wu Jingrong bid farewell to Mayor Liu, he returned to the village by boat. As soon as he walked to the small shop at the entrance of the village, a group of people immediately surrounded him enthusiastically. Ask Wu Jingrong to find out how he set up a factory and recruit people. matter.

Wu Jingrong, who was surrounded by the villagers, heard the villagers' inquiries and saw the flattering smiles of the villagers. First, he stretched out his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and said to the crowd with a smile: "My fellow villagers! Everyone listen to me, everyone together Asking so many questions in one tone, whose question should I answer?"

When the villagers present heard Wu Jingrong's shout, they all stopped asking questions, and the originally noisy shop door suddenly fell into silence.

After Wu Jingrong saw that no one was making a sound, he introduced it unhurriedly: "Fellow folks! You heard me right, I am indeed planning to establish a generator manufacturing factory, and this factory will be established as soon as possible. In that warehouse across the river."

"I believe everyone should know that a generator is a very advanced power generation equipment. Under normal circumstances, when a generator factory recruits workers, it must first recruit those workers who have mastered the manufacturing technology. For this reason, I Originally, I planned to go to the technical school in the county to recruit workers."

"Our chief designer once said that we should let some people get rich first, and then drive and help other regions and other people to gradually achieve the goal of common prosperity. I am from Guohewan Village. Being rich means that you have a certain amount of ability, and for the folks in the village, if I can help them, I naturally want to help them."

"However, considering that there are so many people in our village, and they don't know anything about generator manufacturing, for the sake of fairness, I will give each household a quota, and at the same time, I also invited several old masters from the electrical machinery factory to give everyone a two-month workshop. Training, only those who really master the generator manufacturing technology can become a member of the factory, in other words, if I can’t master the manufacturing technology, then I can only arrange positions for some heavy physical labor.”

In this day and age, being able to learn a skill is tantamount to having another way to support your family. When the villagers learned that Wu Jingrong had hired a master from the electric motor factory to train the workers who entered the factory, their faces were full of joy. An expression of excitement and longing emerged.

"Jing Rong! For those who go to work in your factory, how much do you pay each month? I heard that the women in your family help you pack the wild goods, and you pay 66 yuan a month." When a middle-aged woman heard Wu Jingrong's introduction, she immediately thought of the issue of salary and treatment, and asked Wu Jingrong immediately.

Wu Jingrong heard the question from the middle-aged woman, saw the expectant expressions on everyone's face, and replied with a smile: "Aunt Wang! The monthly minimum salary for skilled workers in the factory is 30 yuan, and the rest is Calculated on a piece-by-piece basis, as for those workers who have not passed the training and are assigned to other positions, their wages are 66 yuan per month."

"The monthly salary of technical workers is only 30 yuan. On the contrary, those who have not passed technical training earn 66 yuan a month. If this is the case, why do they need training? We are all farmers, and we have plenty of strength." When a middle-aged man heard Wu Jingrong tell them about their salary, a puzzled expression appeared on his face, and he muttered to himself.

The other middle-aged man next to the middle-aged man heard the other party's muttering, and couldn't help but mocked him: "Old Zheng! Didn't you hear Nephew Jing Rong say just now that the minimum salary is 30 yuan?" Is it? Skilled jobs need to pass training and pass the assessment before they can start working. Do you think the wages of skilled jobs will be lower than those of ordinary jobs? I think you are just like girls, with long hair and short knowledge !"

Although the conversation between the two was not loud, everyone could hear it clearly. Wu Jingrong heard the middle-aged man's ridicule, and replied: "Uncle Zhongping is right. Skilled jobs need to be trained before they can work. Naturally, it is much higher than ordinary jobs, how could it be less?"

"Let me make an analogy? A lathe worker in an electric motor factory, with good skills, can turn 30 to [-] bearings every day. According to the commission of [-] cents per piece, in addition to the guaranteed basic salary, he can get an additional piecework wage of more than ten yuan per day. There are [-] days in a month, so calculate how much salary you can get in the end.”

"Based on 15 yuan a day, that's 450 yuan a month, plus the minimum guarantee of 30 yuan, isn't that a monthly salary of 480 yuan!" I immediately calculated the situation with my own fingers, but I was stunned in the end.

When everyone on the side heard the calculation results of the middle-aged woman and thought of the salary income of the county electric factory, they all had expressions of shock on their faces, and one of the middle-aged people couldn't wait to confirm to Wu Jingrong: "Jing Rong Is what you said true? Those skilled workers can get a salary of 400 yuan a month in your factory."

"My darling! Not to mention earning 300 yuan a month, my boy can earn [-] yuan a month, which is [-] yuan a year. In this way, are you afraid that he will not find a wife?" Another middle-aged Young people, thinking of the income of skilled workers, can't help but start to look forward to it.

Seeing the villagers, Wu Jingrong started discussing with you and me, and said loudly again: "Folks! Don't be too happy too soon. If you want to become a skilled worker, you must master the technology. If you train If you don’t study hard at the time, you don’t want to pass the assessment and become a skilled worker. If you can’t become a skilled worker, no matter how high your salary is, it has nothing to do with your family.”

"Jing Rong! After my boy goes to training, I will definitely let him study hard. If he dares to deal with it, I will definitely punish him." A middle-aged man heard Wu Jingrong's reminder, thinking of his son's virtue, With a fierce light in his eyes, he said through gritted teeth.

"Jing Rong! That kid in my family hasn't even finished primary school. He learned skills from his teacher. Can he master those skills in two months?" A villager thought of the situation at home, with a worried expression on his face. , asked Wu Jingrong.

The problem of middle-aged people is like pouring a basin of cold water on the heads of most of the villagers, pouring a chill into the hearts of these villagers. The joy that originally appeared on their faces disappeared instantly and was replaced by It is deep sorrow.