Bai Hao followed Fu Qiang out. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be his own office. Fu Qiang pushed the door open and opened the closet in Bai Hao's office, then threw the contents on the ground. There was a hidden small button.
After Fu Qiang pressed it, a safe rose up.
Fu Qiang opened the safe, took out many original bills, and then placed several account books on the table.
Bai Hao was puzzled: "What is this?"
Fu Qiang opened the account book and said: "The Tosiba incident caused the entire Japanese stock market to plummet. Wu Qingdao went to Xiangjiang, but this account book is not public. One copy was given to his boss, and the original one is here."
"I don't understand."
"Let's put it this way, this thing is just left for you. If, I mean, one day, someone has evil thoughts about Jiuchang. If you take this out, someone will give you justice. No matter who
If you want to reach out to the Ninth Factory, you must first take out billions of dollars. In a word, the Ninth Factory is what it is today, and it was you, Bai Hao, who defeated it."
Bai Hao looked at the account book silently.
He felt that this was a trump card that Wu Qingdao left for him, but it may not be a talisman.
Is it necessary?
Fu Qiang put these away: "Only Wu Qingdao, me, and his boss Balang Yin know about this matter. Now plus you, there are four people in total."
After Fu Qiang packed up the original bills, he sank the safe into the ground and said, "Old man, I have been the secretary of the Industrial and Electrical Engineering Department for many years. Don't I understand what you are talking about? Let me teach you."
"I'm listening."
"First, as a subordinate unit, when the profits are huge, you can give one to the superior unit when issuing New Year's benefits. However, if multiple subordinate units are profitable, the superior unit can only choose the benefits of one."
"kindness."
"Also, I did post a lot this time. I'm waiting for someone to come out and scold you, I'm waiting for someone to come out and criticize you, Bai Hao, and I'm waiting for someone to take over the welfare distribution method outside the Nine Factory headquarters and go their separate ways.
Xiaokang Branch has re-formulated the payment rules for the New Year benefits for their superior units in the city. But now it seems that they may not be able to wait."
Bai Hao probably understood.
Those who scold are those who dislike the good things in the Ninth Factory, or are jealous of them.
With this move, Mr. Fu Qiang cast stones to ask for directions.
The one who criticizes is true love, the one who takes Factory 9 seriously.
It’s just that why no one will take over the distribution of New Year’s benefits.
Before Bai Hao could ask, Mr. Fu Qiang said: "The Xiaguo TV station news praised him for leading some people towards a well-off society, so the welfare is right. Next, it depends on whether the in-laws accept it or not."
Bai Hao now asked: "Master Fu, do you want to put it away or not?"
Fu Qiang took a cigar from Bai Hao's cabinet and burned it. He sat down and thought for a moment: "I estimate that the institute must accept as much as we give out. The collaborating universities will have a quota, not
It will only be given to a certain laboratory. As for my husband's family, I guess they will accept it, but I still need an opportunity."
"What kind of opportunity?"
Mr. Fu Qiang smiled mysteriously: "Do you still remember the document you submitted before going to the beautiful country? That is the opportunity."
that.
Bai Hao remembered some of the undisclosed research results of the Ninth Factory.
Fu Qiang explained: "The higher you pay for this thing, the greater the proportion your in-laws will receive, believe me. You will even be asked to make up a few copies. If it is higher, it is not called welfare, you know."
"I understand, I understand." Bai Hao smiled cheerfully.
It would be best to be as tall as the old man, and then write a piece of calligraphy, for example, "Bai Hao is a good comrade."
Of course, this kind of thing can only be thought about.
Bai Hao asked: "What about our Ninth Factory?"
"hair."
"One box per item."
"Well, no, there's not that much red wine. One bottle is okay. Milk powder can't be distributed by the box. A few barrels are okay." Fu Qiang probably had an idea of how much stuff there was this time.
Seeing Fu Qiang's serious look, Bai Hao grinned and just smiled.
Bai Haoshuang asked: "Jinmen Benxiaokang was the first to serve. They took the meat very quickly and cut up the whole box of meat. I saw that each employee averaged less than one box of meat."
"Ignore them. If we give him something, why don't they ask us for it? If we ask too many questions, we will annoy people."
"That's right." Bai Hao also thought this was appropriate, but Bai Hao asked again: "Then we don't distinguish?"
"It doesn't matter, everyone has a share, everyone is the same. People who study all day long have research allowances. Those who guard the intersection come and go in the rain, and they also have their hard work. I think it is appropriate to level out the rice, flour and oil during the New Year. There is a difference,
That’s just one more bucket of milk powder and one more bottle of wine, the rest is unnecessary.”
"become."
The two of them discussed it, and Fu Qiang returned to the office, called people in, and started sending messages.
At this time, it is already February 10th, and there are only ten days left before the Chinese New Year.
Liu Hongmei is a newcomer to Factory No. 9 and has not even gone through the entry procedures.
But her name is on the list.
Just as Bai Hao promised her, it was a red turtle, and someone from the team manually lowered the back seats for her, and then began to pile New Year's benefits on top.
After sending it, Yuan Bao also said: "Go home and make your parents happy."
"Yes." Liu Hongmei nodded heavily.
Although she still couldn't pronounce the name of the leader responsible for distributing welfare, he seemed to know her very well.
Not only her, but also Feng Qiulan.
It was also loaded on the car in the same way. Yuan Bao held his chin with one hand: "Girl, even if I put a few more barrels of oil for you, I feel that you are not very reliable when you drive back to Liangzhou. This car has never run in one go.
Three hundred kilometers up, what if I end up on the road for you?"
Feng Qiulan tossed her hair: "I sent a telegram to my parents, asking them to come to Jingzhao to celebrate the New Year. I have allocated a room with three bedrooms and one living room."
"Oh, look at this." Yuan Bao and others all laughed.
Liu Hongmei couldn't wait any longer, so she got into her car and ran home.
Her family is from the city and lives in a small factory on the street of Houzaimen in the north of the old city of Jingzhao.
My mother is an employee of this factory. This small factory only makes one product, masks.
It's that kind of mask with several layers of gauze.
My father worked as an electrician for the Qinzhou Provincial Construction Company. He became a full-time employee too late, and the welfare housing provided more wolves than meat, so he always lived near the knitting factory.
It's not a family compound, it's a factory that allocated a piece of land and built it by itself.
This kind of house is called a self-built village.
It is much more crowded than the alleys in old Shanghai. The actual size of each house is at least two rooms at best, and only one room at worst.
Calculated by area, if the size exceeds the practical 25 square meters, it is considered a luxury home in this area.
Liu Hongmei's home is considered to have the best conditions here, with an area of 25 square meters, a refrigerator, and a 12-inch TV. No matter how hard Liu Hongmei lives in the beautiful country, she still earns some money from working and sends it back to her family.
