"Burn it?"
Lu Fangquan's words startled Yang Song, and his face immediately turned pale and timid.
"That's illegal!"
It was fine for him to engage in petty extortion or bully ordinary workers, but this was beyond his comprehension.
"What are you afraid of? It's as if what you're doing now is perfectly legal?"
Fang Zhongtian sneered from the side, "If things get out, you'll end up in prison for life anyway. Since you have to run away in the end, why not just burn it all down and leave no evidence? Then let's see how Wang Yu plans to cope with the funds for the steel mill acquisition and the debt trap we've set!"
"Mm, and if the automobile factory's capital chain breaks and it goes bankrupt because of this, I can legitimately acquire and merge it."
Zhao Tao's eyes suddenly lit up, and his tone became very excited.
"This way, my agricultural machinery factory can be resurrected, and all its assets can be transferred to the automobile factory, allowing us to make a comeback using the automobile factory. The remaining shell of the agricultural machinery factory can be directly discarded, and let those people who constantly complain about quality issues and demand refunds go ahead and make a fuss."
"That's right. By then, Wang Yu will naturally be powerless to support the component orders with a thirty percent price increase. Then I'll step in to integrate those smaller suppliers, and we'll completely take over all of Wang Yu's industries... No matter how clever he is, in the end, he'll still be paving the way for us, won't he?"
As Lu Fangquan spoke, everyone present sneered, their previous dejection completely gone, as if they could already see a bright future.
Only Yang Song's mouth moved slightly, wanting to say something but ultimately remaining silent.
...
By the time Wang Yu sent Wu Lingling home and returned to the factory, the worker grading was almost complete, with nearly all of them having been assessed.
Because this grading was merely a simple internal assessment for the automobile factory, without fixed standards or definitions, and coupled with the fact that Wang Yu convened it rather hastily, it was entirely based on the experience and judgment of the unprepared cadres.
Therefore, the general results were not very high. Most ordinary workers were in grades 3-5, with some experienced old masters reaching grade 6. Only Lin Jianguo was an exception at the exaggerated grade 7. As for the highest grade 8... with the former director setting such a high benchmark, no one dared to boast of their own abilities.
However, this was also what Wang Yu had hoped for, as with higher and greater room for advancement, workers would have more hope and aspirations.
Wang Yu immediately waved his hand, instructing them to distribute money to everyone based on their grades, and then, quite casually, he announced a holiday for everyone to rest, with unified arrangements to be made the next day.
"We've been quite busy lately, with continuous overtime. Let's take this opportunity to catch our breath. Everyone go home and get some good rest, spend time with your families and wives. And for the new brothers, take some time to adjust. We'll have unified job assignments and adjustments tomorrow when we return to the factory."
Wang Yu said to everyone, eliciting another round of cheers. For the workers, nothing was happier than a holiday with a bonus.
Especially for those from the state-owned factories, they had been transferred because their original factories were not doing well. Although they still clung to their status, their pockets were empty, and some units hadn't paid wages for several months, leaving their wives and children hungry.
To their surprise, upon transferring to the automobile factory, Wang Yu was so generous as to give them money right away. They could now afford to buy good food for their children and new clothes for their wives!
Anyone who dared to say that transferring to the automobile factory was a bad move would face their wrath!
As for the state-owned factories, what use was a "rice bowl" that couldn't even feed them?
"Quiet down!" Wang Yu raised his hand to stop the cheers, and all eyes turned back to him.
"Our factory's future will only get better. Let's all pull together and work as one. Everyone here is considered family. No internal factions or exclusiveness. I'm saying this upfront: anyone I catch will be fired on the spot! No exceptions!"
Wang Yu issued a stern warning, then shifted his tone. "Of course, it's fine to relax after receiving your pay today, but some of you shouldn't take your extra cash as an excuse to go out and cause trouble. Don't blame me if your 'tools of the trade' are confiscated when you're caught!"
Wang Yu's words caused a burst of laughter, and among the crowd, Brother Hu and his gang seized the opportunity to shout provocatively, asking what 'tools of the trade' meant.
"Alright, alright, that's all for today. Everyone can go home now."
As Wang Yu waved his hand, signaling the workers to disperse, they left one by one. After this skills competition, the previous distance between the original workers of the automobile factory and those from the state-owned factories seemed to have diminished.
Some even started arm-in-arm, making plans to go out for drinks at a roadside eatery that evening.
In response, all the cadres cast admiring glances at Wang Yu.
No one could have imagined that this sudden move, this simple maneuver, could so easily resolve the internal conflicts among the workers and simultaneously boost their cohesion. Their young factory director was still as capable as ever, manipulating events with ease!
"Tomorrow, let's divide the workers into four groups," Wang Yu said to the cadres, picking up the forms that the workers had filled out earlier.
"Four groups? Are you planning to implement a shift work system?" Old Director Li Ming was slightly taken aback. "Our current production work is indeed very busy, but there's no need for that yet."
The old director's words were echoed by nods from others. It was true; such a system would be a waste of labor. So many workers represented a significant expense.
"No, no, no, you don't understand what I mean," Wang Yu shook his head slightly. "I plan to categorize all workers by their production functions.
One group will be responsible for the original automobile production line, another for the fuel engine production line and the assembly of small appliance contract products. I'll select and shuffle all workers based on their specialized skills to avoid friction and maximize efficiency.
Then, we'll select the technical backbone and production experts to form a research and development team. This team will be dedicated to conducting R&D experiments on new products, as I have a whole heap of ideas that need to be implemented."
Wang Yu said with a smile, pointing to his head.
Immediately, everyone burst into laughter, filled with anticipation. After all, their young factory director's mind was incredibly sharp, and the products he concocted were always remarkable, making the factory transform day by day!
To say nothing of other things, the production orders for electric fans and kettles alone were already booked for three months ahead!
And the fuel-assisted bikes were also incredibly popular, becoming a new fashion among young people. It was said that many people from surrounding cities traveled specifically to purchase them.
"Then what about the fourth group?" Feng Daochun asked, finding it strange that Wang Yu had mentioned four groups but only described three.
"The fourth group..." Wang Yu's tone became slightly heavy. "This group is crucial for the future development of our factory!"