Chapter 459: Collective or Private?

While Shazhu was directing everyone busily cooking in the second canteen.

After exchanging opinions with Shazhu and receiving many constructive suggestions from him, Factory Director Yang, in the meeting room, took the lead in organizing a meeting closely related to Shazhu.

At the meeting.

Factory Director Yang thoroughly explained to those present the conditions Shazhu had proposed concerning restaurant management and profit-sharing.

Subsequent developments.

Within Factory Director Yang's expectations, and also not beyond his expectations.

That's why I say this.

This is because Shazhu proposed some conditions, such as the division of management authority, handling the business license, and considerations of profit and loss.

The heads of Yagangchang agreed in part and opposed in part.

The person who took the lead in raising objections is Deputy Factory Manager Zhang, responsible for concrete production management at Yagangchang; he clearly opposes the restaurant being decided by Shazhu, also disagrees with Shazhu's profit-sharing system, believing Shazhu is a member of Yagangchang, Yagangchang tells him what to do and Shazhu must unconditionally obey, and Yagangchang has never encountered anyone who dares to set conditions with it.

Saying this is honor.

The two words 'honor' cannot be measured by money.

Frankly, Shazhu's behavior tarnishes the words 'obedience' and also gives Yagangchang a black mark.

Deputy Factory Manager Zhang's meaning.

The restaurant wants to open, Shazhu wants to go, the task assigned by superiors to Yagangchang must be satisfactorily completed; as for Shazhu's proposal that Yagangchang only has profit-sharing rights, no management rights.

Deputy Factory Manager Zhang is 120% opposed.

His meaning.

Very clear.

Yagangchang belongs to the collective, and the restaurant under its subsidiary industry should also belong to the collective.

With only profit-sharing rights and no intervention in daily management, this restaurant would essentially be private; the collective Yagangchang suddenly having a private enterprise under its name violates the hard work of countless martyrs, meaning Yagangchang is no longer Yagangchang and will fall into chaos.

Deputy Factory Manager Zhang slammed the table, repeatedly expressing his meaning to Factory Director Yang; as long as he serves one day as Deputy Factory Manager of Yagangchang, he will not stand by while this behavior of digging Yagangchang's corner occurs, saying he will report to higher leadership, reporting that Factory Director Yang will destroy Yagangchang at once.

He earnestly said to Factory Director Yang, if following Shazhu's opinion, Yagangchang only has profit-sharing rights; if Shazhu acts out of selfishness, clearly a profitable business, Shazhu deliberately makes the accounts show a loss, what should Yagangchang do, this is not equivalent to making a wedding dress for Shazhu for free.

Factory Director Yang momentarily couldn't think of what to say.

After the meeting ended.

He again had someone call Shazhu to his side, and explained to Shazhu the opposition opinions raised by Deputy Factory Manager Zhang at the meeting.

While Shazhu was thinking.

Factory Director Yang changed the subject.

"Shazhu, we need to consider the current environmental factors; my opinion, can we first agree with Deputy Factory Manager Zhang's opinion, that the restaurant's management rights belong to Yagangchang; I can guarantee you, as long as I serve one day as Factory Director of Yagangchang, this restaurant will be yours to decide."

Shazhu let out a long sigh.

Someone objected.

This was within Shazhu's expectations.

This is also why Shazhu didn't immediately go out to work alone.

Many people haven't gotten around that bend.

Shazhu also understands Factory Director Yang.

However he cannot agree.

Professional matters should be left to professionals; laypeople who don't understand the situation giving random orders can only make things worse.

Shazhu also doesn't want the restaurant he painstakingly set up to end in closure.

He looked at Factory Director Yang.

He slowly opened his mouth.

"Factory Director Yang, it's not that I won't give you face, but this matter really can't be spoken about; a 300-400 square meter restaurant, how to arrange it, what main cuisine to feature, is it Shandong cuisine or Northwestern cuisine, Capital City people, what do they like to eat, how to run the restaurant well, etc., these questions, I'm not boasting, as someone who has worked as a cook at Yagangchang for over ten years, I clearly know how to handle these things; if someone else does it and messes up, what then?"

"What you say is also right; your cooking skills are a business card of Yagangchang, many people come by reputation just to taste your cooking, Shazhu, this is also why I entrusted the restaurant to you, with your cooking skills as a guarantee, this restaurant won't lose money."

"Factory Director Yang, the matter I will discuss next is directly linked to the restaurant's profitability; let me give an example, who the restaurant employs, who it doesn't, I say decided, the restaurant makes money, then Yagangchang shares in the profit; if Deputy Factory Manager Zhang sends people to manage, I would have the right to cook, even if my cooking skills are superb, the restaurant would still lose money."

"Shazhu."

"Factory Director Yang, I still mean the same thing: either don't do it, or do it openly; otherwise I'd rather just remain a cook at Yagangchang, I don't want the restaurant to lose money, I'll go be the sacrificial lamb."

"Shazhu, how did you end up talking about a sacrificial lamb? Okay okay, I also understand your meaning, go back and listen to the news, I still need to go see the big leader tonight."

"Please convey my regards to the big leader."

"Certainly."

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Liu Family Field

Liu Guangqi, who specially rode a bicycle to probe the wind, deliberately pressed the bike bell to make a constant ding-dong, attracting many idle old women to turn their gaze toward Liu Guangqi.

Many kids wearing open-crotch pants or not, not sure if attracted by the food in the net bag, followed Liu Guangqi's bicycle like bees, running wildly and shouting.

"Bicycle, bicycle."

"Someone is riding a bicycle!"

"This is a bicycle!"

The sound of merrymaking.

It flew into the ears of Er Da Ma, who was sitting in the courtyard cooling off with relatives.

Perhaps it's due to a tacit understanding.

Er Da Ma subconsciously lifted her eyes to look outside.

Liu Guangqi's figure riding a bicycle instantly entered her field of vision.

A faint smile immediately appeared on her face.

His body also rose from the stool, he put down the half‑mended clothing in his hand, and stepped out.

An old woman sitting beside Er Da Ma.

Her face flushed red with embarrassment.

He had just verbally provoked Er Da Ma, saying Er Da Ma was all bragging, since the city is so nice, why did you move back to the rural hometown, and also said that Er Da Ma's few children aren't very filial; Er Da Ma moved back to the hometown over forty or fifty days ago, yet hasn't come to visit even once. Having just finished saying that, Liu Guangqi appeared at the courtyard gate, stepping to the beat.

"Mom!" Liu Guangqi, while getting off the bicycle and having parked it, also found an excuse for not coming for so long: "I've been wanting to come see you, but I've been tied up at the factory; today I specifically took leave to come see you, to see if you're living comfortably; if you're not used to it, come back to the city with me."