At two o'clock in the afternoon the next day, the negotiations organized by the airline stewards union were held on time in the small conference room on the third floor of the Huasheng Terminal Building.
Ma Yunfeng sat on one side of the conference room, and beside him sat a vice president, director of the administrative office, and the company's legal counsel.
Opposite are three heads of the airline union and five flight attendant representatives.
Ma Yunfeng, who seemed to be listening attentively to the demands of the union leader Qiu Lulijuan, had actually gone to the sidelines long ago.
He just received a call from the group's administrative department this morning, saying that Mr. Li would be coming over for the afternoon negotiation.
He was wondering at the moment. It was not a big deal for the union to organize employee negotiations, so how could he blow up that man? Could it be that he was dissatisfied with his job?
To be honest, after working in Huasheng for twenty years, he has no plans to leave here. Not to mention his feelings for the company, he can't give up on the salary alone, not to mention that the shipping company can be said to be a company that he has personally watched from several
Through unremitting efforts, Broken Ship has developed into one of the world's largest shipping and air transport companies. This refers only to the freight industry and does not include the civil aviation industry.
Ma Yunfeng, who is now in his fifties, doesn’t know where he can go if he leaves here. Although he can find a well-paying job in any country with his nearly 20 years of experience in running Huasheng Shipping.
He really doesn't want to leave here, he plans to work here until he retires.
But what did Mr. Li want to do when he came here today?
"Mr. Ma, are you listening to me?"
"Of course, President Qiu Lu, I have been listening, please continue." Ma Yunfeng nodded and said without changing his face.
Qiu Lulijuan dared to bet that Mr. Ma was definitely thinking about something else just now. The other party's indifferent expression made her teeth itch.
She has been the head of the Hong Kong Island Airlines Union for seven or eight years. Various negotiations have been held countless times, but this is the first time she has seen management that does not take her seriously.
"Mr. Ma..."
Just when she was about to say something, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open from the outside. A young man wearing a Huasheng security uniform walked in. After glancing at everyone present, he
The other door also opened, and after Ma Yunfeng saw clearly who came in, he stood up with his people and walked out at the same time.
Before the few people at the airline could realize what was going on, they saw an unexpected person walk in at the door.
President Qiu Lu no longer cared about being angry with Ma Yunfeng, and quickly motioned to the few people who came with her to stand up.
If she and Ma Yunfeng still dared to show off and shout a few times, she could only feel sincere fear towards this person.
"gentlemen"
"Mr. Li"
"Well, it's all started. Sit down, sit down."
Li Heng glanced at the two distinct groups of people in the conference room, nodded and motioned for them to sit down.
"Where was the discussion? Where are the minutes of the meeting? Let me take a look."
"Sir, here are the minutes of the meeting." A young man sitting outside quickly handed over the minutes.
"Oh, the calligraphy is pretty good."
Li Heng just took the notebook and glanced at it twice, then raised his head and glanced at the meeting note-taker who was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses.
Before computers were officially used as a means of office work, most meeting minutes takers used pens to record meeting summaries, using shorthand methods. Basically, the content could only be understood by themselves, and they would be retaken after the meeting.
tidy.
But the young man in front of me not only memorized the content in great detail, but also wrote it clearly and accurately, which is really rare.
"Sir, you are complimenting me."
"what is your name?"
"My name is Chang Cheng, Chang Chang, Honest Cheng, and I am the first-level secretary of the administration department of the shipping company."
"Chang Cheng? What a good name! Remember to go and see our real Great Wall if you have the chance."
"I understand sir."
"Well, here, sit down, don't stand."
After Li Heng scanned the previously recorded content, he returned the notebook, turned to look at Ma Yunfeng, who was still standing, pressed his hands down and said, and then looked towards the union negotiator.
"Qiu Lulijuan?"
"It's me, Mr. Li." This woman was quite tough and spoke in Cantonese when talking to Li Heng.
"You are Qiu Xiaoan's eldest daughter-in-law, right?"
"Uh...yes."
"I just saw two demands made by you on behalf of the flight attendants. One is for a wage increase, with a minimum increase of 10%. The other is that the company cannot force the flight attendants to speak Mandarin. Is that the requirement?"
"That's right"
"I'm a little curious, do you speak Mandarin? Cantonese doesn't count, it's a dialect."
"Well……"
"Also, if I remember correctly, it seems that your father-in-law came over there with his wife and children in 47 years. I met him once a few years ago. He didn't seem to speak Cantonese or English.
, I’m a little bit confused about how you communicate with your father-in-law at home? No talking? No dealings? "
After saying this, Li Heng stopped talking to Qiu Lu Lijuan, and looked at the other people involved in the negotiation and said: "Who among you is a native of Hong Kong Island within three generations? Raise your hand and let me see."
There were a total of eight people coming from the airline company. After excluding President Qiu Lu, there were seven people left. At this time, all seven of them were sitting there with their heads bowed in silence, and no one raised their hands.
Three generations of Hong Kong natives?
Are you kidding me? Go back a few decades and there were only a few people on Hong Kong Island at that time. Tens of thousands or thousands of people. It was so easy to meet an indigenous person there, let alone the war.
One of the people present said that, except for the foreign vice president of the shipping company, no one else came from there, and no serious person was even born here.
Seeing no one said anything, Li Heng smiled and said, "Why, it's great to speak English? Isn't it embarrassing to speak Mandarin? I always speak Mandarin when chatting with the Governor. How come I don't see him dislike me?"
He was asked to say this, and no one else knew how to answer it.
"Since it is a negotiation and you have put forward your conditions, let me also talk about mine. I would like to ask, do the flight attendants on the Gallic Chicken route speak French? Can they communicate with passengers without any barriers? Flying to Italy
What about the ones flying to? Can we communicate in Italian? What about the ones flying to Germany? The ones flying to Xiaozhi? The ones flying to Southern Dynasties? The ones flying to Bullfighting Country?
No, you don’t know anything, how dare you come here to make demands of me? Ladies, don’t threaten me with work stoppage, you five..."
Li Heng raised his finger and pointed at the five flight attendant representatives: "Go back and give a message to all the flight attendants. Whatever you want to do, until..."