Siheyuan: Take over the rolling mill, export gas tanks
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In the 1980s, Red Star Rolling Mill in Sijiu City.

"Today, we gathered everyone here for the future development of our rolling mill. Everyone knows that the days in the mill are getting worse and worse, and the work we can receive is getting lesser and lesser. The purpose of this meeting was to let everyone speak freely and see if there was any way to improve the management of the factory.”

In a spacious factory, Manager Yang of the rolling mill stood on a temporary platform and looked at the scattered workers below the stage.

He was worried. Thinking about the financial statements he saw a few days ago, his head hurt even more.

He was old and was about to retire. He didn't want to fail at this critical moment.

It was just that the economic situation was getting more and more severe. Coupled with the news from the higher-ups, the rolling mill could not be kept in his hands no matter what.

Factory Manager Yang had no choice but to hold a collective staff meeting. It was better to fight for a chance of survival than to sit on the ground and wait for death.

"Hey, university student, do you think the factory manager will dismiss us once this is over?”

A young worker nudged the bespectacled young man beside him.

Su Chen, who was in the crowd, shook his head.

"It's still hard to say now. At least we can still get our salaries on time.”

Su Chen did not tell his co-workers about his plan.

He knew what kind of development this period of history would usher in, but everyone's strength was quite small. It was no different from a fantasy to stop the steel rolling mill from going bankrupt.

It wouldn't be long before the spring breeze blew, and this factory would be finished sooner or later.

Manager Yang's staff meeting only increased everyone's worries.

Su Chen was a transmigrator. He did not expect that he would wake up and transmigrate into this educated youth.

Fortunately, there was a change in policy soon, and the wave of educated youths returning to their hometown came. He could return to Sijiu City after two years in the countryside.

With his identity as an intellectual, everyone would usually look at him a little more.?

"You're a university student with a high education. Help us analyze it. Does the factory manager mean that we should go back to our own homes and find our own mothers?”

"Yeah, help us talk about it. There are a few people in our family waiting to eat. We can't let him kick us out!”

Su Cheng was surrounded by a few people, all of whom were his colleagues.

"Everyone, calm down. The matter is not that serious. Even if the factory is going to collapse, the foundation can last for three to five years. At that time, it won't be difficult to find a job with everyone's skills.”

Su Chen comforted them. Although he had a good relationship with his colleagues, how could he solve the livelihood of so many people alone? Therefore, he could only say some superficial words.

"Could it be that the factory director said these words because he was drunk?”

"How can our mill collapse so easily? In the entire 49 City, our rolling mill has the best treatment. If you ask me, it's because there are too many people speculating.”

"If it was ten years ago, these people would have been arrested and criticized.”

Su Chen heard the people whispering beside him and had some plans in his heart.

At this moment, He Yuzhu, who was called Silly Zhu, started shouting in front of everyone.

"Factory Manager Yang, we're just workers. How can we know about the management of the factory? I can still screw a few more screws, but if you want me to think of a way to make a living for the factory, please spare me.”

He had a generous personality. Seeing everyone looking at each other, he didn't care about anything else and spoke his thoughts first.

He was the least worried among the people because he not only had a job in the kitchen of the factory, but he was also the head chef of the restaurant owned by the third uncle's son, Yan Jiecheng.

He received two wages and could even bring food home from the restaurant every day. His life was too beautiful.

Now, not only did she have to support herself, but she also had to support Qin Huiru and the stalwart siblings.

"I didn't ask you to think of a way. I just want to see if you know any big businessmen who can accept the rolling mill.”

"If this factory can't be operated, you won't be able to pay your wages.”

"Comrades, please carry forward the revolutionary spirit. When the factory was in trouble, everyone had the money, money, and strength to tide over the difficulties together. When the factory got better, everyone's wages could rise again.”

No wonder Factory Manager Yang had set his sights on the workers.

The news of the reform and opening-up was spreading throughout the entire city.

It wouldn't be long before the rolling mill would be privately owned.

However, he was only a few years away from retiring.

At the moment, they were ineligible to pay off their debts and could not continue operating.

If the state-owned factory fell in the hands of Manager Yang, he would probably not be able to live in peace for the rest of his life.

"How can we working class businessmen know each other?”

"If the factory is finished, won't I be unable to pay my wages?”

"I was wondering why there are fewer and fewer white flour buns in the canteen recently.”

For a moment, everyone was discussing animatedly.

They did not care about the future of the steel mill. They only cared about their wages.

"Factory Manager Yang, I don't care if the factory can continue working or not. We have to pay our wages!”

"A few days ago, I heard that the textile mill couldn't pay wages and went bankrupt. He could only use the clothes made in the factory to pay off the debt. These parts were not worth much now.”

Seeing that it involved his own interests, Xu Damao did not care about his close relationship with Factory Manager Yang and quickly jumped out.

The rolling mill was still there, so Manager Yang had some say. If the mill collapsed, where would Xu Damao go to earn money?

For a moment, the veteran workers were all clamoring.

Factory Manager Yang wished for nothing, but these workers completely ignored him.

"Sigh, everyone, quiet down! "The factory won't close down yet. I asked everyone to gather here because I want everyone to think about whether we can think of ways to increase income and reduce expenditure other than contacting the big businessmen.”

Manager Yang wiped his forehead nervously and waved his hands in an attempt to stabilize the situation.

The younger workers kept their mouths shut, but the older workers, led by He Yuzhu and Xu Damao, were unwilling to let go.

However, Su Chen was stunned on the spot. He did not care about the commotion at the venue at all.

Just now, a mechanical voice from the mysterious and cold void sounded in his mind.

Detected that the host is facing an important choice. The selection system has activated the binding.

[Option 1: Do not participate in the change of the rolling mill's business philosophy. Reward: 1,000 dollars

[Option 2: Give Manager Yang a business proposal and receive a reward: 1,000 yuan and physique becoming stronger

[Option 3: Take over the rolling mill. Reward: 30,000 yuan, strengthened physique, and mysterious design

Su Chen's eyes lit up. The golden finger was here!!!

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