wavenovel Chapter 17: If you want to be a leader, you have to share the hardships first!
Chapter 17: If you want to be a leader, you have to share the hardships first!
The factory was very noisy. As soon as Xu finished speaking, he quickened his pace, not caring whether Lin Yuanshan had heard him clearly or not.
As a veteran who has been marginalized by the Yellow River Group, his biggest wish now is to stay at this branch factory until he can receive his retirement pension.
Rotten Horse was a local bully; he couldn't refuse the other party.
But today, Lao Yu didn't understand his difficulties and gave him a cold shoulder, which made him even more unhappy!
At least that rotten horse treated them to a late-night snack!
You old codger, relying on having a nephew in the underworld, you keep making mistakes at work every now and then.
Out of consideration for our past relationship, I even arranged a workshop supervisor position for him. And he still dares to be dissatisfied and storm into the office to make a scene?
On the contrary, Lin Yuanshan's sincerity during his job interview impressed Xu Neng.
At the very least, Lin Yuanshan's statement of purpose dispelled his initial concerns—he wondered if Chao Yongyi was planning to plant a sly fox in the factory to sow discord.
In addition, Lin Yuanshan and Li Yicheng are both from Chaozhou.
Who knows, one day the other person might catch the boss's eye!
Xu Neng led Lin Yuanshan on a tour of all the departments in the factory. When they passed the production workshop, Xu Neng walked up to Lao Yu and said, "This is Lao Yu. He was just transferred to the workshop as a supervisor."
Old Yu is a veteran at the factory. Ah Yuan, if there's anything you don't understand, you can ask him for help.
Oh, so that's the unlucky guy I replaced in his easy job.
Lin Yuanshan understood perfectly. Regardless of Lao Yu's reluctance, he smiled and said "Nice to meet you" while forcibly shaking hands with him.
Seeing this, Xu Neng smiled with satisfaction: "That's right. A Yuan respects the elderly, and you, Lao Yu, should also love the young."
We're both working for the factory; we're both helping Boss Li make money.
Everyone must work together and make sure the production schedule isn't delayed.
After saying these few polite words, Xu Neng left with Lin Yuanshan, leaving Lao Yu standing there, his face turning pale and then red.
The dozens of workers present listened intently, busy with their work, completely ignoring what had just happened.
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After showing Lin Yuanshan around the factory, Xu Neng left, leaving him in the warehouse.
Upon seeing the factory manager leave, the four warehouse workers who had just met Lin Yuanshan rushed over to offer him cigarettes.
Lin Yuanshan took the cheapest Lucky Strike cigarette in front of him, then politely declined the three men who offered him matches. He lit his own Zippo lighter, saying, "Brothers, there's no need to be so formal."
Don't let my suit and tie fool you; I can drink and chat with you just as well in a t-shirt.
Since I'm new here, I need your help to take stock of the inventory.
After work in the evening, head to Hui Kee Food Stall on Bawei Street—all you can eat and drink!
After saying that, Lin Yuanshan ripped off his tie, draped his suit jacket over the chair, grabbed the bunch of keys and the inventory classification book, and led the way into the finished goods warehouse.
Seeing this, none of the four workers dared to say a word and quickly followed.
1963 was the driest year in Hong Kong's recorded history.
Although the Mid-Autumn Festival has just passed, these past few days have been extremely hot, especially during the "autumn tiger" season.
The outdoor temperature was 32 degrees Celsius, and the warehouse was even more stuffy. When Lao Yu was the foreman, he would stay in a shady place and just use his words to order his four workers to do things.
Lin Yuanshan had just taken office when he started clamoring to take stock of the inventory and even led the way into the sweltering warehouse.
The four workers believed that the handsome young man was deliberately putting on a show.
They didn't say it out loud, but they believed that if Lin Yuanshan could last for 3 minutes inside, that would be quite remarkable.
Who knew that Lin Yuanshan's subsequent actions would shatter their expectations?
They entered the warehouse at around 9 a.m. and worked until noon, carrying and checking goods. They were exhausted.
Lin Yuanshan checked the ledgers and verified the errors, and even though he was drenched in sweat, he never complained of being tired.
In fact, halfway through, Lin Yuanshan even took out his own money to buy a bucket of salt and sugar water from the cafeteria to quench everyone's thirst.
For this reason alone, the four workers were already convinced.
"Alright, thank you for your hard work, brothers. Let's have lunch first, and continue when we're full." Lin Yuanshan closed the inventory classification book.
The four workers breathed a sigh of relief and followed Lin Yuanshan out of the warehouse.
They wiped the sweat from their faces with towels and wanted to light a cigarette to relieve their fatigue, but when they took it out, the cigarette was soaked with sweat.
Lin Yuanshan had anticipated this, so he brought two 555 cigarettes into the factory.
Seeing the four people's embarrassment, he slapped his forehead hard: "Sorry, I forgot to bring cigarettes."
However, the warehouse is a restricted area and is a no-smoking zone.
Okay! After work this afternoon, let's go to Hui Kee, guys, one pack of Lucky Coins each, it's on me!
"Oh, Mr. Lin, how could I do this?"
"Yes, yes, cooperating with your work is just part of my job. You already said you'd treat us, how could I let you spend money on cigarettes?"
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Upon hearing this, the four were taken aback and quickly declined.
Lin Yuanshan shook his head with a smile: "Don't be so polite with me. Let's go, let's go to the cafeteria. If we wait too long, there won't even be any soup left."
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Lin Yuanshan spent the whole morning getting to know his four workers.
Meanwhile, Lao Yu spent the entire morning in the production workshop.
Whether it was the silent gazes of the factory workers or the noisy, sweltering environment around him, everything made him, who was used to a leisurely life, feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.
When the bell rang at noon to signal the end of the workday, the old man was the first to leave the workshop. Instead of going to the canteen, he used his one-hour lunch break to walk out of the factory and flag down a rickshaw.
On the other side, about three hours ago.
Tie Tou took Lin Yuanshan to the factory, and then pulled the cart alone to the intersection of Shixiawei Street and Bayu Street, where there was a three-story building with two storefronts facing the street.
He looked up at the wooden sign that read "Da Shun Mahjong Parlor," parked his car against the wall, wiped his sweat, and went inside.
There are about ten mahjong tables right inside the door, and they are all full now.
Several members of the Hong Shun group either sat on benches by the wall or patrolled the area with their hands behind their backs.
Although the sounds of mahjong tiles and guests talking filled the air, there was order amidst the chaos. Upon seeing Tie Tou enter, one of them got up and went into the room marked "Manager's Office."
Less than five seconds later, the man lifted the curtain again and came out, waving at Tie Tou and shouting, "Tie Tou, over here, Brother Wei wants to talk to you."
"Oh, here I come." Tie Tou stuffed the cigarette case he had taken out back into his pocket, carefully avoided the mahjong table in front of him, and squeezed through the doorway amidst a series of thuds.
Upon entering through the curtain, Tie Tou saw that Bian Dan Wei had half his buttocks resting against the desk.
A middle-aged man in charge of counting the money was manipulating the abacus beads with one hand and rummaging through the loose change and coins on the table with the other.
Tie Tou followed Lin Yuanshan for two days. He didn't know how to do anything else, but he did learn how to hand out cigarettes.
"Brother Wei, have a cigarette." With a smile, Tie Tou took out his cigarette case and walked up to Wei, the rickshaw puller: "It's me, Tie Tou, the rickshaw puller."