Reborn Spicy Little Wife

Chapter 440 Integration of Cotton Mills (1)

Inside the warehouse, Luo Ning paced back and forth among a pile of messy fabrics, his expression growing increasingly grim.

Sun Wende and Zhao Xinghua were completely bewildered, not knowing what was going on.

"Um, Mr. Wang, what's going on here...?"

Luo Ning turned around and interrupted them, "Director Sun, Director Zhao, could you please call fifty female workers in to sort the similar fabrics together?"

Sun Wende and Zhao Xinghua exchanged a glance. How did that woman know them? With this big question mark in mind, the two immediately went to gather manpower.

When Lei Jun and others arrived at the scene, they found the female workers arranging fabric.

Their general manager, Wang Tiejun, was whispering to a woman, surrounded by several other men in suits, including one in a wheelchair. What was going on?

"Mr. Wang, why didn't you go to the conference room? Everyone's been waiting for you for ages!"

Lei Jun rubbed his hands together excitedly as he stepped forward, as if afraid of being left out.

Wang Tiejun glanced at him indifferently, his heart unmoved. "Where is Director Zhang?"

Lei Jun was somewhat dissatisfied, but he didn't show it at all, and wore a gentle smile on his face.

"Old Zhang is waiting for you in the conference room!"

Old Zhang?

Wang Tiejun thought to himself, "This deputy factory director can't wait to replace his superior by calling him by his first name!"

Other senior managers whispered amongst themselves, expressing their dissatisfaction with the behavior of Wang Tiejun and others.

After standing them up for so long, and then coming to the warehouse without them, what are they trying to do?

More than an hour later, the pile of cloth stood tall in the warehouse like a haystack.

Luo Ning observed that they were mostly cotton fabric, with various patterns or ordinary cotton fabric.

Luo Ningwang Tiejun and his entourage then went to the workshop, focusing on visiting the cotton mill's machinery.

Lei Jun and the others exchanged glances, suppressing their grievances and adding them to the end.

After touring all the workshops, the group headed towards the office.

Lei Jun led the way with great enthusiasm, and finally they were on the right track.

Luo Ning and Wang Tiejun walked along, whispering to each other.

Xie Chang'an followed behind, feeling both incredibly envious and incredibly frustrated.

The situation became instantly awkward once they entered the meeting room.

The conference table remained unchanged, with no designated seats for General Manager Wang or Deputy General Manager Luo.

Qiangzi walked forward carrying a bag, took out a list of signs from the bag, and placed them in their respective positions.

Each person was also given a small booklet in front of them, which read "Personnel Appointment Letter of Anning Group Garment Co., Ltd."

Everyone took their seats according to their new positions, except for one vice president's position, which was originally Director Zhang's position.

Zhang Ming, who had been waiting, gave up when he couldn't wait any longer.

If he can stay true to his original aspirations, he will achieve his goal! Clearly, Zhang Ming doesn't understand this.

Luo Ning glanced at Wang Tiejun and said, "Brother-in-law, is it starting?"

Wang Tiejun, sitting in the first seat, nodded, feeling as if there were thorns on the chair, making him somewhat uneasy.

"I will chair today's meeting. Let's begin!" Deputy General Manager Luo Ning went straight to the point.

Lei Jun was somewhat indignant. He, a deputy factory director, had only received a manager position and had fallen to the middle management level, whereas he used to be a senior manager.

The gazes of the other veteran employees of the cotton mill, as well as the newly appointed middle managers, drifted toward Luo Ning, secretly speculating about his background.

Qiangzi began taking meeting minutes, his pen flying across the paper.

Once Luo Ning started talking, he kept going on and on, and the faces of the people from the old cotton mill grew increasingly somber, a sense of resentment spreading through the conference room.

Organizing accounts, piece-rate wages, and working in shifts with three different tasks in between—they were working themselves to the bone.

Piece-rate wages, in particular, have met with the fiercest opposition.

The inherent drawbacks of the "iron rice bowl" system in state-owned enterprises have been exposed to the fullest extent.

Lei Jun, who jumped the loudest and shouted the most, stormed off on the spot, taking four or five middle-level cadres from the old cotton mill with him.

A few people are still clinging on, their lives hanging by a thread.

Their actions had no impact on Luo Ning. "Piece-rate wages must be implemented. If anyone still disagrees, they can leave!"

The world has no shortage of talent!

She agreed to take in the workers, but she never considered taking in the original leadership team as well.

A new emperor brings a new court! The changing of the guard is an inevitable law.

As soon as Luo Ning spoke, two more people left.

Only Sun Wende and Zhao Xinghua remained. The two looked at each other, somewhat hesitant.

Zhang Ming suddenly walked in from outside and sat down in his seat. "Sorry I'm late!"

When Sun Wende and Zhao Xinghua saw the old factory director arrive, they finally felt relieved.

"It's alright!" Wang Tiejun nodded nervously and made his statement on the spot.

"This is no longer a cotton mill, but the Anning Garment Company, so everything outdated must be destroyed. Vice President Luo, please continue!"

“Okay!” Luo Ning nodded happily and continued the meeting.

When Lei Jun returned to the workshop, he gathered the female workers together, delivered a piece of fallacious and heretical talk, and then raised his arms and shouted, "Comrades, Wang Tiejun is not giving us a way to make a living, so let's stop working for him! From now on, let's go on strike!"

"Strike! Strike! Strike!" His words were echoed by all the female workers.

Lei Jun is bad at work, but he is very good at ideological work. He brainwashed the female workers and made them oppose Anning Group.

Director Lei is right. They are veterans and meritorious individuals. Wang Tiejun and his men wouldn't dare to do anything to them.

Piece-rate wages? Forget it! They want to eat from the same pot.

At 8 p.m., the meeting ended, and Wang Tiejun emphasized the importance of meeting discipline.

"The content of today's meeting is top secret. No one is allowed to disclose it to outsiders. Company executives are absolutely not allowed to bring any documents out of the company. Anyone found doing so will be treated as a leak of company secrets, and dismissal would be the least of their worries!"

New company, new atmosphere. I hope we can work together with one heart and one mind, helping and encouraging each other to open up a brand new chapter! Meeting adjourned!

The company's senior management was thrilled; today's meeting broadened their horizons, and they all went off to get busy.

Zhang Ming submitted his retirement application to Wang Tiejun, but it was rejected.

Luo Ning had specifically instructed that during such a turbulent transition period, the clothing company needed Zhang Ming, the old factory director, to stabilize morale, so he rejected Zhang Ming's request.

The lights in the production workshop stayed on all night. Except for Yu Deshui, who was working on the side, everyone else was dismantling the factory's aging and soon-to-be-scrapped machines under the leadership of Sun Wende and Zhao Xinghua.

The conference room lights stayed on until late into the night, and Luo Baiwan was the last to leave.

Back at the guesthouse, I collapsed into bed and fell asleep immediately.

Xie Chang'an sat near the clothing company, feeling incredibly frustrated. He had almost caught up with Luo Ning.

Luo Baiwan woke up, hurriedly washed up and left. As he passed the counter downstairs, he heard a man yawning and complaining to the owner, "The dorm rooms are so annoying! People keep coming back all night, I can't get any sleep!"

Without comparison, there is no superiority.

Luo Baiwan now understands why Luo Ning would rather spend more money for a better room.

You need to get enough rest to work better.

Energetic Luo Baiwan quickly went to the clothing company's office building and joined the busy family.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and the striking female workers became impatient and went to find Lei Jun.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Lei Jun, accompanied by a group of female workers, wagging their big tails and knocking on the conference room door, asked, "President Wang, the female workers have been on strike for several days. Have you come to any results from your meetings?"

Wang Tiejun grinned, revealing a set of bright white teeth.

They not only determined the future development of the clothing company, but also recruited many senior executives and are gradually improving the leadership team.

Lei Jun's heart skipped a beat; things seemed to be going badly.

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