(Brothers, do you still have tickets in your hands? There are more collections than recommendations, I really can’t afford to be sad!)

Yunfei didn't bother to pay attention to Wang Qingfeng's complaints. Anyway, he had already prepared the strategic plan for Qingfeng Machinery for the next ten years and submitted it to Wang Qingfeng in a written document.

When the time comes, whether boss Wang Qingfeng will follow the suggestions in this strategic plan is beyond the control of Yun Fei, a young man who has left Qingfeng Machinery.

As long as it operates according to the ten-year development strategic plan formulated by Yunfei for Qingfeng Machinery, by then, Qingfeng Machinery will not only have its own large technical team, but its business will also involve shoemaking machinery, clothing machinery, machine tool accessories (gears, bearings)

) processing, mold processing (stamping, injection molding) and a series of mechanical businesses. By then, although Qingfeng Machinery will not be able to become the leader in the mechanical processing industry, it will still have no problem becoming a first-class domestic enterprise.

"Brother Yun, please tell me that we will send New Year's red envelopes to the workers tomorrow. How much is appropriate for each person?" Knowing that Yun Fei was unwilling to talk nonsense with him, Wang Qingfeng quickly forgot about the serious matter and changed the subject.

This issue really troubled him. In the past, the factory was struggling to survive, with a profit of only 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a month, but there were less than a hundred workers, and each worker was paid 200 yuan. All added up,

It’s only less than 20,000 yuan, so it won’t be too heartbreaking.

But this year is different. The net profit of the entire factory exceeds 3.5 million yuan. If the New Year red envelopes were distributed according to the previous year's method, the total cost of the more than 200 people in the factory would be less than 50,000 yuan. Now they are already very wealthy.

Wang Qingfeng wouldn't even blink. But when he thought that all his profits were earned by workers, it would be a bit unkind to pay him another two hundred yuan, and Wang Qingfeng felt guilty in his conscience.

Especially facing the group of brothers who followed him from his hometown in Northeast China to GD Province to work hard, it can be said that everyone supported him at the beginning, which can be regarded as abandoning his wife.

"What's so difficult about this? Just pay it according to your contribution to the factory. If you are generous, I think you can give 10% of the net profit..." Yun Fei said lightly.

In the past, year-end bonuses for the Chinese New Year were an eternal pain in the hearts of most second-tier state-owned enterprises! First-tier monopolies made tens of billions of profits every year, and the year-end bonuses given to employees were in the tens of thousands, while employees of second-tier state-owned enterprises were even

Those private companies with good returns cannot compare. Every year, the factory gives out hundreds of dollars to comfort old employees like Yun Fei who have devoted their entire youth to the factory. But those managers who are middle-level and above are secretly enjoying themselves.

…

Now he can't change the whole world, but he can still change the income of the workers in the factory where he works. He can make his workers the envy and jealousy of other factories. Yunfei is very happy to do this. After all, Qingfeng Machinery's

The profits are not low either. Although Wang Qingfeng is a bit petty in some aspects, he can still act like a nouveau riche in the big picture.

"What? Three hundred and fifty thousand? This, this..." Wang Qingfeng was frightened by Yun Fei's words. You must know that this was still 1991, an era when ordinary workers' wages were only one or two hundred yuan. If according to Yun Fei's words,

Otherwise, each worker's year-end bonus would be more than one thousand, which is equivalent to a year's salary of an ordinary worker!

"Do you think this is too much? Lao Wang, you must be kind, especially entrepreneurs. If a factory wants to retain talents, factory care or anything else is nonsense. These people come to work in the factory for

What? Some time ago, several new machinery processing factories were opened in the nearby town, and we lost a lot of workers. When you came to ask me what to do, didn’t I tell you to wait until the Chinese 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 worker team?" Yun Fei's remark was not polite to Wang Qingfeng at all. He paused.

After a pause, he continued.

"Of course, you can also be like those factories nearby and give each worker tens or one or two hundred yuan. That's a lot, right? You don't even need to pay this money. After all, the entire factory belongs to you. You

It's your intention to give year-end bonuses to workers; even if you don't pay a penny, I don't think the workers have any objections..."

Yun Fei's words made Wang Qingfeng's face green and red for a while. Yun Fei was telling the truth, but it was because the truth was too direct, which made him, a nouveau riche who had just stepped into the wealthy crowd, a little bit intolerable.

"Brother Yun, what are you talking about? When did I say I won't give out Chinese New Year red envelopes? Isn't this just a discussion with you?" Wang Qingfeng was silent for a while, then smoked a third of the burning cigarette in one breath.

Then he argued dissatisfiedly to Yun Fei.

"Old Wang, I know what you are thinking. Indeed, anyone would be heartbroken if they gave away more than 300,000 yuan to workers as year-end bonuses. But the more than 300,000 yuan is still worth it. Especially your old brothers,

Now that you have made money, and they are also struggling with you, and now they are earning five to six hundred yuan a 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 haven't you returned it to them yet? Why haven't they returned it to you yet? I think you all know Du Ming."

Yun Fei's words touched Wang Qingfeng's heart. The group of old brothers who followed him from the northeast to here in the factory can be said to be the elders of the entire factory. The first few second-hand equipment he bought, his group

The old brothers have put in a lot of effort. For a long time, Wang Qingfeng has considered giving them shares based on the money they paid, but he was worried that these old brothers would give the shares to their children, which would restrict his management of the entire factory.

So there has been no clear statement.

Yunfei ignored Wang Qingfeng's thoughts and continued to explain to Wang Qingfeng why he proposed to use more than 300,000 yuan in profits to give year-end bonuses to workers, which is what is called New Year red envelopes here.

"It doesn't mean that the more than 300,000 yuan will be distributed equally to everyone. If that were the case, the psychology of the masters who have worked in the factory for the longest time would be even more uncomfortable. Besides, in this way, those who stayed in the factory would be even more uncomfortable.

The workers who have not been here for a long time are also not very good, and they have developed the habit of eating from a big pot."

"If that's the case, what should we do?" Wang Qingfeng figured it out now. Yun Fei's suggestions were all for the sake of the entire factory and for himself. If it weren't for his hesitant attitude at the beginning, he agreed to Yun Fei's suggestion.

Instead of purchasing CNC machine tools every time, Qingfeng Machinery will still do millions of processing business every year, and only make a few hundred thousand in net profit in the end.

"The money will be distributed according to the number of years the workers have been in the factory and their contribution to the factory." Yunfei breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wang Qingfeng agreed to spend 350,000 to give year-end bonuses to the workers. Although the year-end bonus was given in this way.

It is for the long-term development of Qingfeng Machinery as a whole that these workers have become die-hard fans of the entire factory. After all, the money was not paid by me, and I have no feeling at all.

Yunfei still admires Wang Qingfeng, a nouveau riche, for agreeing to use 10% of the entire factory's profits as a year-end bonus in such a short period of time. Based on this, Wang Qingfeng has begun to distinguish himself from the nouveau riche. Success

Become a socially responsible entrepreneur.

"There must be a standard for this, right?" Wang Qingfeng was a little confused by what Yun Fei said. He had never thought that there were so many considerations for a factory to pay year-end bonuses.

"The standard is in your heart. In terms of years, it is mainly for your old brothers. After all, no one has made a greater contribution to the factory than them. As for the contribution to the factory, it is only for the past two years, especially for the past two years.

For the majority of workers who have just come in this year, let them know the gap between themselves and others, let them understand in their hearts that factories like ours are not state-owned factories that just eat from the big pot. We also need to let them know that there is a difference not only in wages, but also in New Year’s money.

In this way, we still prefer workers with good skills, who are willing to endure hardships, and good hard work, and use money to lure them to develop in this direction." Yun Fei poured out his thoughts.

"Okay, I'll immediately ask the people in the finance department to calculate it according to our standards..." Wang Qingfeng is the kind of person who does what he says. After hearing Yun Fei's explanation, he wanted to run to the finance department to find the accountant.

The people at the department calculated how much year-end bonus each worker should receive based on Yun Fei's wishes.

"Wait a minute, Lao Wang..." Yun Fei smiled bitterly. If Wang Qingfeng did this, those people in the finance department would hate themselves to death? With such a huge amount of calculations, in an era without detailed standards and computers, they would not sleep at night.

, it will be impossible to calculate it until tomorrow when you get off work.

"What's wrong?" Wang Qingfeng was very confused. The reason why he was so anxious was that he was worried that he would be heartbroken about the money and would no longer be willing to take it out. At that time, his relationship with the young man Yun Fei would not be good.

"Forget it, we're running out of time. Our factory will have a family reunion dinner tomorrow night. By then, some workers will have to leave the factory one after another to go home to reunite with their families. You, the boss, will also have to leave. If you let the Finance Department calculate each employee one by one,

How much money should an individual receive? It will be impossible to distribute the money before tomorrow night. Maybe many workers who left will not come back..." Yun Fei said jokingly to Wang Qingfeng.

These days, 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 stipulates that there is only a three-day holiday. However, in order to take care of the old workers who have not been home for several years, Yunfei discussed with Wang Qingfeng and asked Luo Xiaoli to tell the workers that if they wanted to go home, they would have to leave on the 24th of the twelfth lunar month after the New Year.

You can start asking for leave. As long as the leave does not exceed half a month, not a penny will be deducted from the basic salary. Of course, these are the benefits only for the workers who are farthest away. Anyway, every worker, excluding the time on the train, will not be deducted at all.
Chapter completed!