Reborn 92's Business Tycoon

Chapter 342: A Short Speech

Every day before dinner, Feng Zhanchang has two fixed things to do: first, he inspects the two processing plants that are undergoing interior renovations, and then he inspects the new residence, the main frame of which has already been built.

Everyone he met along the way, from the children with red cheeks from the cold to the adults carrying farm tools, greeted him as they returned home from work in the fields or on the mountain. At this time, the questions were more or less the same, mostly, 'Have you eaten yet?'

Some would even stop to ask him about his factory and business while holding their hoes, and at the end, they would definitely invite each other to 'come over to the house.'

In short, Feng Zhenchang was very satisfied with his current state of life, which was his true calling.

In front of the house, he met the eldest daughter-in-law of the second elder brother's family, carrying a load of straw and hurrying towards the chicken coop, followed by their third daughter.

In winter, the chicken coop can be a bit of a problem. Chickens are also hairy birds, but they are also afraid of the cold. They use a simple method: they surround the chicken coop with straw to protect it from the wind and keep it warm. They also spread a layer of straw on the ground, but this layer has to be replaced every day at this time of year.

'Are the chickens doing well?'

'They're doing fine, but in the cold weather they lay fewer eggs than before.'

'Eggs are just a by-product. We mainly raise them for their meat. Come, Zhaodi, follow me home. It's cold up on the mountain.'

The eldest son and his wife have had three daughters so far. They have given their first two daughters proper names, but when it came to their third daughter, they just called her Zhaodi. If this trend continues, and the next one is also a girl, they will probably have to call her Zaidi.

They have already thought about having another child, because with the family's chicken farm, they can afford the fines imposed by the family planning office.

On the hearth, the food in the hanging pot is bubbling away. In the winter, they don't just have cabbage and radishes, as they used to. At least once a week, Feng Zhanchang has to go to the town and bring back enough fresh vegetables to last the week.

But as soon as she enters the house, Zhaodi is attracted by the fragrant roasted sweet potatoes by the fire pit. Because it smells so good, Mei Qiuping breaks off a small piece for her. 'This is a matter of taste. If you eat too much, it will upset your stomach. Dinner will be ready soon.'

The hot water jar between the two pots on the stove was uncovered at this time, and the water inside was already boiling. A small porcelain wine pot floated on top. This was the wine for Feng Zhenchang, or the home-steamed grain wine. Every night, he had a fixed amount, which was more than one or two bars.

As soon as he took a sip, the phone rang. It was Feng Yiping. He picked it up and said the same thing, 'Have you eaten dinner yet?'

'Not yet, I just got home. Dad, I want to tell you something, so you can make arrangements. I want to gather all the company's top managers in Sanya at the end of this month for a meeting to discuss the articles of association for the establishment of the head office. You and Mum should come along too. Oh yes, bring Grandpa along too, it's warm there now.'

For such an important matter as a company adjustment, even out of respect, of course, one's own father cannot be absent. Besides, Feng Zhenchang has now put in a lot of effort for the two factories in the town, and he is also responsible for the two processing plants in the village that will start production next year.

'What's wrong?'

'Yiping said that he is going to Sanya for a meeting at the end of the month, and asked us to free up our schedule. He also said that he must bring Dad.'

'Why do you have to go there for a meeting? Isn't that a waste of money?' Mei Qiuping had no problem with taking Mei Jianzhen on a trip, but a meeting in a tourist area was a waste of money.

'Yiping must have his reasons, so just leave it alone. Call Dad tomorrow and let him know.'

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With Feng Yiping's previous work, Huang Jingping's car, the study went very well. Master Guo volunteered to take her for half a day every weekend, of course for a fee. But that was good, otherwise if several people shared one car, the time they actually got to practice would be pitifully little at the end of the day.

This morning, she accompanied Feng Yiping again and attended an English class. At lunchtime, she didn't have dinner with Feng Yiping's roommates, but rushed to the company instead. Feng Yiping was very persuasive and finally persuaded Jinling to attend a staff training session together.

The staff training place in the capital was chosen in the suburbs, almost outside the scope of the capital. The training place was similar to the first training place in the city, which was also a warehouse. However, this one was larger than the one in the city, covering an area of more than 2,000 square meters, and they had also rented a yard of more than 1,000 square meters, which they had renovated a little. Apart from classrooms, there was also a canteen and dormitories.

Feng Yiping estimated the general location of the land, and it was quite good. He said to the head of the human resources department who had accompanied him, 'What do you think if we buy this place and turn it into a vocational school or technical school?'

The company is paying for all this training now, but if people would pay to study here, and the company could just hire the best, then there wouldn't even be a need for pre-employment training. That would be pretty nice.

If the results are good, the profession can be expanded, such as excavator or chef, which are all good directions.

Jin Ling knows Feng Yiping's whimsical ideas that pop up from time to time. 'Not bad, we'll talk about it in detail later. Is the site ready?'

'Yes, everyone is very excited to hear that you are coming, Mr Feng.'

Hearing this, Feng Yiping looked at him a few times more. This guy, if he wasn't on good terms with Jin Ling, then he was a bit of a fool. In front of his direct superior, and a direct female superior at that, he was flattering his boss like that. Aren't you afraid that the female superior will be jealous?

As soon as they entered the hall, the applause started immediately. The young men and women, still immature, looked eagerly at the group as they entered, especially the young man walking at the front. It seemed that during the training, the personnel department employees had not spared any details about Feng Yiping.

These trainees were recruited from secondary vocational schools or technical schools. The students had the strongest opinions about the best students, but they also admired those who had been admitted to top universities in the country. None of them were classmates of Feng Yiping and had not competed with him, so they could only admire him. Moreover, in their hearts, the novels written by Feng Yiping might make them admire him even more than the money he earned and the company he founded.

'Hello everyone, I'm Feng Yiping. I'm very happy to meet you all. At the end of this month, most of you here will join the big Yijia family. Let me start by welcoming you all.'

'No need to applaud. I understand how you all feel right now. Although you already know what your future jobs will be and have already mastered the various skills you will need to do them, I guess you don't yet have a direct understanding of the work itself. I'd like to start by sharing some data with you.

The first figure is that, including various subsidies, the average salary level of the company this year has exceeded 1,000 yuan, and the average salary of supervisors is even more than 1,200 yuan.

According to the company's consistent requirements for employees, these trainees, who were also recruited from economically underdeveloped areas, let out an 'oh' sound when they heard this figure. You have to know that this year, the average annual income of employees in Shanghai is only about 14,000 yuan. These children, who were born in poverty-stricken areas similar to Feng Yiping's, were very satisfied with this salary.

Feng Yiping was also very satisfied with the effect of these words. Many times, you can say a thousand words, but it's better to pay a little more.

He later started work from a similar experience. When he first started working, what he hated most was when the company leaders emphasised at meetings and conferences that 'you must show a sense of ownership and dedication.' At a time when even state-owned enterprises were not mentioning dedication much, it was really a bit of a letdown to hear a private enterprise talk about dedication.

'The second figure is that 87% of our first employees have become managers at all levels, and 13% of them have now grown into regional managers.'

After talking about money, of course, we have to talk about development space. At a certain stage, everyone wants to pursue the realization of personal self-worth. 'Everyone is sure to be clear about the company's current situation and future vision, so I won't repeat it. Let me just say what I said during training: with Jia Company as a platform, many people's dreams of self-realization can be fulfilled.'

Those with ambition were very pleased to hear this.

'The fact that you are all sitting here today shows that you are all very good. As someone who has been in the industry for a few years longer than you, I still want to make a few requests of you.

First, always focus on your own work. If you are a salesperson, you must keep your shelves stocked, do a good job of on-site 5S management, and treat customers well.

Don't always think about the big questions of what the store manager should do and how the company should develop, and don't spend too much energy on getting along with your supervisor. You must focus your energy on the core of the work you are responsible for, and go deep into it. As long as you are irreplaceable in this position, your promotion is just around the corner.

Second, I want to emphasise that we don't oppose hard work, but compared to hard work, the company recognises merit more. This requires everyone to work hard to improve efficiency in their daily work and always think about creating benefits for the company.

Third, I don't know everyone's family situation, nor do I know everyone's ambitions, so I don't know everyone's career and life plans. I only have one small request. You can do without the other plans, but you must have a plan when it comes to spending money. You can't spend recklessly, because money is very important for your present and your future.

I believe everyone understands this principle. On the premise of a constant income, spending less is equivalent to a higher income.

So I ask everyone to roughly make a plan: how much of your monthly salary will be spent on living expenses, how much will be sent home, how much will be spent on studying, how much will be spent on entertainment, and how much will be saved each month.

Finally, whether you miss home or not, I want to ask everyone to contact their families at least once a week. You don't have to say much each time. Believe me, many times, your parents will be happier to receive a phone call or letter from you than to receive a remittance from you.

Amidst the applause, Feng Yiping exited the room. Jin Ling was a little dissatisfied. 'I specifically told you in advance that with your self-proclaimed level of a talented writer, you could only say that for a few minutes?'

'The essence is concentrated. You can see that their enthusiasm and motivation have been aroused by me, right? Other specific matters will be handled by the personnel department's training personnel.'

'Please rest assured, Mr Feng, we will definitely do our job well and provide the company with qualified employees in a timely manner.'

'There is no such thing as too much work. These young people who have just left school are the most malleable, so your work is very important. Also, about that idea I had before, about running our own vocational school, I want you to explore the possibilities and submit a report to Mr Jin.' Feng Yiping patted the head of the HR department on the shoulder and said.

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