Wang Lin proposed a brand new concept and immediately arranged for his subordinates to do their own things.

Zhou Boqiang is responsible for giving suggestions to the city.

This is the most important thing at the moment.

Wang Lin told Zhou Boqiang to do it, of course because he had a wide connection. He was the leader of the Textile Bureau. He was more familiar with the personnel and affairs of the bureau. Zhou Hanmin was his brother, and leaders at all levels in the city could speak.

Therefore, this task must be Zhou Boqiang.

Zhou Boqiang attached great importance to this matter. As soon as the meeting ended, he went to the city to report the matter to the leaders.

The 1990s were a steaming era, an era of intertwining desires and confusion, an era of textile factories beginning to decline, and an era of millions of textile women starting to lay off.

As the first pillar industry of Shencheng City in the past, Shangfang created a well-known army of industrial workers, and even some workers and nobles. When the textile industry declined, this army was defeated, and the workers and nobles instantly fell into idle people in society. Who would you tell me about the various tastes here?

The decline of the textile industry is like a dinosaur falling to the ground, which is very tragic and pitiful.

Even if it is as big as a dinosaur, it will fall down and destroy it, which can be called a defeat.

Those who can stand up again from this suffocating dilemma really feel like they have survived the disaster.

From the perspective of future generations, looking at the two words "laid-off" and "reemployment" with a strong sense of the times, I wonder how many people can experience the humiliation and even despair it contains.

Zhou Boqiang was unfortunate. When he was in office, he encountered the glory and decline of Shenfang Factory No. 1. He was lucky again because he met Wang Lin. There were tens of thousands of employees in the entire factory, and there were almost no laid-off workers. All the employees who were diverted were placed in Aixu Group.

But none of the other factories are so lucky.

Under the impact of the tide of the times, the fate of textile mills and textile workers has become particularly tragic.

Textile mills smash spindles, workers are laid off, and people who have experienced this era have more or less attached to the dead factory life, physical and psychological attachment.

Their youth, their love, hate, their dreams, and even their desires and imaginations for women are all related to factories, especially in places like textile factories where female workers are crowded, the hormones of youth have been on the fever. Even after many years, they are no longer young, and seeing those women of that year again, the romantic still romance in their hearts.

Zhou Boqiang's hair was gray and he took a special car to the agency.

After he got out of the car, he happened to see a person who looked like a leader and was scolding a female cleaner.

"Why can't you even do this? Why don't you clean up here?" The leader kept pointing fingers in front of the cleaner with his left hand on his back.

"It rained last night and it was washed very clean. I thought I didn't want to clean it." The middle-aged cleaner said stutteringly.

"You female textile workers, you can't do anything well after you are laid off! You shouldn't have asked you at the beginning!" The leader glared in anger, "What are you still standing there? Waiting to be fired!"

Zhou Boqiang walked forward and said in a deep voice: "Comrade, she hasn't done her job well, just teach her how to do it, why should she scold people like this? What's wrong with the laid-off of a textile female worker? Are you inferior to others?"

The man glared at Zhou Boqiang, and saw that he had a special car, driver, assistant, and looked grand. He couldn't tell his origin for a while, and did not dare to act rashly. He just said, "This matter has nothing to do with you. Since she has done this job, she should do it well!"

Zhou Boqiang said to the female worker with a smile: "Which factory did you have in the past?"

"I am from Shenfang Factory 38." The female worker replied.

"Oh, Factory 38! I know. Your factory has stopped working and all the employees have been publicly transferred?"

"Yes." The female worker said timidly, "Leader, I'm really not lazy. I just don't know that I have to clean it after it rains."

Zhou Boqiang waved his hand and said, "You are not old, why are you assigned to be a cleaner?"

“There is no better job to choose from.”

"In this way, are you willing to go to the factory to do things?"

"Of course I'm willing! I entered the factory at the age of sixteen. I'm 35 years old this year. I've been working in the factory for almost twenty years. I'm used to working in the factory. But now the factory is gone..."

Zhou Boqiang said: "There is no factory 38, but the other factories are still there."

He took out a business card and handed it to the other party: "If you want to work in the factory, take my business card and go to Shenfang Factory No. 1 to find a factory director named Li Wenxiu. If she knows that you were introduced by me, she will arrange your work."

The cleaner put down the broom in his hand, took the business card with respect with both hands, looked curiously, and shouted in surprise: "Director Zhou! You are Director Zhou in the bureau! We have heard of your name!"

Zhou Boqiang wanted to laugh, but couldn't laugh, and said gently: "I am Zhou Boqiang."

The cleaner said excitedly: "I have a good sister, and she is also laid off. Now she is a ticket seller on the bus. Can I take her to work in the factory?"

Zhou Boqiang said: "Be a ticket salesperson? That's okay to work. Do you want to go back to the factory?"

The cleaner said: "The bus ticket seller needs to press the station button. She thought it was just operating the computer. She said that it was too difficult, but it was easy to be a worker. The female worker from our textile factory talks loudly because she is always by the machine and speaks loudly. After she arrives at the new position, many people are not used to it and are disliked by others."

Zhou Boqiang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Okay, you can take her with you!"

The cleaner bent over to Zhou Boqiang happily.

Zhou Boqiang waved his hand, turned around and left, and walked into the gate of the agency next to him with heavy steps.

"Director Zhou!" A voice sounded from behind, "Oh, it's really Director Zhou! Fortunately!"

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Zhou Boqiang turned around and saw a man in his forties, holding a wrinkled briefcase and strode over.

"Are you?" Zhou Boqiang did not recognize this person for a moment.

"I am Jiao Liangen from Factory 23!"

"Oh, Director Jiao!" Zhou Boqiang shook hands tightly with the other party.

"Hey, I'm no longer the factory manager. I'm laid off!" Jiao Liangen held Zhou Boqiang's big hand with both hands and said sighing, "When I entered the factory, there were nearly 100,000 spindles, more than 20,000 wire spindles, more than 1,000 cloth machines, and 5,200-head air-flow spinning machines. The workers in our factory are very proud to be workers in Factory 23. Who would have thought that the current Factory 23 is actually...ah!"

Zhou Boqiang took out a cigarette and handed him one: "What's wrong? Your Factory 23 has also collapsed?"

Jiao Liangen said: "I really can't hold on anymore! At first, the state had subsidies and invested some money to us. But when we invested one dollar and moved around the production line, the value was only 80 cents. If we invested additional investment, there were only two ways: one was bank loans, and the other was employee fundraising. Employees were very willing to pay at the beginning, and they had a deep affection for the factory. When I took over the position of factory director, the first thing I faced was to repay 20 million employees' fundraising funds."

Zhou Boqiang lit a cigarette, frowned and took a breath.

Jiao Liangen said: "The assembly lines of many printing and dyeing factories in the city have been closed in advance, and the weaving factories on Xujiahui and Zhaojiabang Road in the south have also been closed. They also owe us money, and many triangular debts cannot be collected. Over the long term, it has become a vicious cycle, and the debt is getting bigger and bigger like a snowball. By the time the factory was finally closed, we had already owed the original company nearly 100 million."

Zhou Boqiang was stunned and said in a state of emotion: "So many?"

Jiao Liangen smiled bitterly: "In addition to the cost of production, there is also the cost of workers! The wages and benefits of 7,500 employees and 8,000 retired workers are also pressing on the factory like a mountain. Our leadership team held a meeting for two days to analyze the pros and cons. We are calculating which products will definitely lose and which ones will make a profit. None of us is willing to close the factory, repeatedly calculate and repeatedly calculate. Finally, all products will lose. No matter how sad we are, we can only choose to close the factory."

Zhou Boqiang took two puffs of cigarettes and said, "What are you here to do now? Have you been assigned to a new unit?"

Jiao Liangen said: "It's not so fast yet. It's not easy to close a factory. I only now know that the workload of the factory is several times greater than the workload of the factory when it is running. When the factory is running, there are mature process arrangements accumulated and everything is running in an orderly manner. Our factory is just stopping production and has not officially declared bankruptcy. The waste materials in the factory have not been cleaned up. There is a large amount of textile inventory, as well as cleaning assets, from fixed assets machinery and equipment to pots and pans in the factory canteen. We have all the materials that can be cashed out. The factory is so big, and the cleaning workload is very large. Once the factory is closed, all lines come to collect debts, and we have two special people to collect debts. I, the factory manager, is really too difficult!"

After hearing this, Zhou Boqiang could only smile bitterly and shake his head.

Jiao Liangen said: "The industry adjustment is ruthless, but our operations are sympathetic. We set up a special resettlement office to help laid-off workers introduce their work and provide psychological counseling for them. These textile workers are really pitiful! I still remember that on the day of production suspension, they just finished the night shift, and they were all sitting in the alley and were organized by the duty monitor to organize meetings. After the meeting was held, they went to the locker room to clean up, and then they were laid off. The duty monitor was also laid off, but they still had to comfort and persuade the workers. They were all middle-aged, with old age and young, and had a low level of education. The best youth were spent in factories, but they had to go to society when they were old."

As he said these words, his eyes couldn't help but wet: "They can't find a job, so they know they come to me. Who said I am the leader? But I don't have any way. If I have a way, I would like to arrange them all! Even if I don't have a job, I have to think about them first, right?"

Zhou Boqiang patted Jiao Liangen's arm and said, "How many laid-off female workers are there in your factory?"

Jiao Liangen said: "There are so many, at least there are still thousands of people to arrange! I came this time to respond to the situation with the leaders and asked them to give some care in the policy. No matter what, I have to arrange a job for them first?"

Zhou Boqiang said: "Let's go, let's go find the leader together. I have some things here, and I want to talk to the leaders!"

Jiao Liangen said: "Director Zhou, the first factory is making a great success now! This kind of reform experience should be taught to other factories!"

Zhou Boqiang said: "In the past, the factory could build another factory that paid taxes every year. There are hundreds of small weaving and dyeing factories around it. Now it is not possible! Fortunately, it has developed new products and made some achievements in the field of new materials."

The two of them said, and walked into the courtyard.

Wang Lin handed over this important task to Zhou Boqiang.

He believed that Zhou Boqiang could do this job well.

Because Zhou Boqiang has feelings for Shenshim Factory and the textile industry, he hopes that Shenshim Factory can prosper for a long time than anyone else.

Wang Lin didn't need to know how Zhou Boqiang would convince the leaders.

He only cares about the result!

The process was left to Zhou Boqiang.

At this moment, Wang Lin and Deng Dabao were talking about the sales of home textile products.

Home textile products have been produced, and the most important thing next is to sell the products!

Deng Dabao was worried about this matter, he was almost unable to hold on!

"Mr. Wang, home textile products are now following our old path, and are sold through the business points we have built in China. But home textile products are different from sanitary napkins and diapers. Compared with these gadgets, home textile products are all huge things!" Deng Dabao said while gesturing.

"Mr. Wang, look, the sheets and quilts are all so big! There is still room for display, and only a few bedding products can be placed in a bed! Small retail stores will definitely not be able to sell our home textile products, and there are few domestic supermarkets. As for supply and marketing cooperatives and department stores, their counters are sold in closed cabinets. The better the thing is, the more hidden it is in the glass cabinet. Who can see this? Anyway, it is difficult for me to do it now! My sales director is almost confused!"

Wang Lin smiled slightly, threw a cigarette to him, and said with a smile: "It is normal to have difficulties! It would be strange if there are no difficulties!"

Deng Dabao smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Wang, if you can sell products, no matter how difficult it is, I will admit it. The problem is that our products can't be sold! After so long, the goods have been spread out. But sales are worrying!"

Wang Lin nodded: "You have also reported to me before. We should indeed change our thinking about the sales of home textile products."

Deng Dabao said: "Yes! We must sell it in another way. Anyway, we will definitely not be able to sell it for a lot of money now. Otherwise, we can only wait for the Autumn Canton Fair to see if we can take the path of export trade! Our products are really good, especially the design and style, tsk, as beautiful as a flower. Even the simplest style has a simple beauty! The problem is that if these products are not displayed and spread out, others will not be able to see them at all!"

Wang Lin smiled and said, "Our home textile products are definitely the highlight of the Autumn Canton Fair. Now the domestic home textile business can only be considered to be just starting out. Don't worry, take your time."

Deng Dabao said: "Mr. Wang, how can I not be in a hurry? The factory assembly line is constantly producing, and the factory products are piled up. That is very scary! Director Zhou urged me all day and scolded me, saying that our sales department is full of food, so why can't such good bedding products be sold?"

Wang Lin couldn't help but smile when he thought of Zhou Boqiang's impatient personality and said, "Don't worry, I have a way to solve the sales of home textile products!"

When Deng Dabao heard this, he immediately became excited: "Mr. Wang, I knew you had many ways. Please tell me. How should we sell our home textile products?"
Chapter completed!