Chapter 2539

"Factory Director, Secretary!"

Zhang Guangliang walked up quickly. Behind him, a large group of people followed closely. These people were just chatting and laughing, but seeing the leaders arrive, they immediately put on serious expressions.

It's not like the person who died was their own family, but a stranger they had never seen or heard of before. Even if an elder in the family had passed away and the body was lying right there, there were plenty of people chatting and laughing.

At this time, Liu Bo, Ma Qingmin, and Yan Minru were accompanying the families in the farewell hall. They also noticed the situation outside. So they walked out of the hall one after another and saw the figures of the Factory Director and the Secretary at a glance. So, they also walked over quickly with the families.

They were full of gratitude toward Zhou Andong in their hearts. They knew very well that if Hu Dajun were still the factory director now, as a factory employee, although the pension and death compensation would be given, they definitely wouldn't get that much. Getting half would be good. And with Hu Dajun's character, he might even find various reasons to delay this money.

And the other victim, Wu Jinzhong, was not a Woolen Mill employee. With Hu Dajun's character, giving Wu Jinzhong 3,000 or 5,000 would be considered kind. But in reality, many people thought that if the factory director were still Hu Dajun, Wu Jinzhong probably wouldn't even get a penny of compensation.

But Zhou Andong was completely different. He not only gave Bo Qiang a pension according to regulations but also gave an extra 20,000+. For Wu Jinzhong, he gave a death compensation of 50,000 all at once. For ordinary people, this was definitely a huge sum of money.

Although money cannot be compared with life, after all, life is priceless, and no amount of money can bring back a lost life. However, when a person has unfortunately passed away, compensation becomes a realistic consideration.

Because behind the compensation lies the pain of the deceased's family, the grief of losing a loved one, and the worry about future life. Therefore, when dealing with the issue of compensation, Zhou Andong fully considered the emotional needs and actual situation of the families, and carried out the negotiation and distribution in a fair, reasonable, and humane way.

And looking at this issue from another angle, compensation to a certain extent reflects the recognition of the value of the deceased's life. Although life itself cannot be measured by money, by giving a certain amount of economic compensation, one can express respect and care for the deceased and their families to a certain extent.

And for the families of the deceased, compensation is the only psychological comfort they can get in their grief. As for how to use this money, whether to repay debts or maintain daily living expenses, that is the consideration of the victims' families themselves.

"Director Zhang!" Zhou Andong waved his hand: "Don't say polite words. You are the host of this memorial service. Go prepare, and it will start in ten minutes."

Hearing Zhou Andong call him Director Zhang, a flash of light passed through his eyes. Suppressing his inner excitement, he said: "Alright, Factory Director, I'll go prepare now."

The day before yesterday at the hospital, Zhou Andong called him Director Zhang, which made him feel a bit surprised. At that time, he pondered for a while, thinking it was the leader's temporary negligence, so he didn't think too much about it. However, today Zhou Andong called him that again. This absolutely couldn't be an accidental negligence, but was deliberate.

In the eyes of subordinates, calling a deputy director a director is a common operation. After all, everyone knows that such a title can make the leader feel more respected. And if you don't call it that, maybe you'll make the deputy director unhappy.

However, for leaders, the job title of a subordinate is very important. A director is a director, and a deputy is a deputy. They must never be confused, because this relates to the hierarchical order of the organization and the standardized development of work.

Therefore, if one day, a deputy-division-level cadre is suddenly called a director by a leader when greeting or talking, there must be deep meaning in it. Either this cadre did something that made the leader dissatisfied, and the leader took this opportunity to beat him and remind him to pay attention to his words and deeds. Or the leader is hinting that he is about to be promoted, and he should be psychologically prepared accordingly.

Zhang Guangliang walked quickly toward the farewell hall, but his brain didn't stop thinking, constantly recalling whether there were any problems with his work in the past two days. When he stepped into the farewell hall, he finally determined that his work in the past two days, if not perfect, had no major omissions.

Therefore, the Factory Director calling him director just now clearly released a signal that the "deputy" in his deputy director title was about to be removed. At the same time, it also predicted that the liquidation of Pi Yangqiu was about to begin.

Zhou Andong shook hands with the families of the two victims one by one. At this time, saying more didn't have much meaning, just comforting them softly was enough. Behind him, Gu Bing, Liu Lijuan, and other leaders were the same.

And the families of the two victims were full of gratitude toward Zhou Andong, especially Bo Qiang's family, who thanked him repeatedly. Bo Qiang was the pillar of the family, and now that he had unfortunately passed away, leaving behind two underage children, it undoubtedly brought a heavy blow to this family. If there were no such compensation, their lives would probably really fall into a desperate situation.

Since Bo Qiang was a formal employee, his memorial service was arranged to be held first. The entire memorial service had nothing special. The host first introduced the contributions Bo Qiang made during his work at the school and the honors he received.

It's just that Bo Qiang was only an ordinary logistics employee; what contributions and honors could he have? However, the person was gone, and what contributions or honors—anyway, it didn't cost money, so the factory naturally wouldn't be stingy.

After introducing Bo Qiang's life, everyone bowed and observed a moment of silence. Finally, everyone stepped forward one by one to pay their respects to Bo Qiang's appearance. The entire process lasted only about ten minutes. Immediately after, Zhou Andong and the leaders went to the farewell hall next door, and the same process was repeated again.

Zhou Andong stayed for a while, mainly chatting with Bo Qiang's wife, Chen Min: "Sister Chen, if you have any needs, if there are any difficulties at home, you must tell the school leaders. If the school leaders can't solve them, come to the factory and find me."

"Factory Director!" Bo Qiang's mother hurriedly interrupted: "Our Bo Qiang was the pillar of the family. Now that the pillar of the family has fallen, there is no source of income all of a sudden."

"And my old man and I are not in good health and can't do heavy work. There are also two children, the older one is only nine, the younger one... So, do you think you can arrange a job for Chen Min?"

Zhou Andong looked down at the small, thin old lady in front of him. Her hair was gray, her face was carved with the gullies of time, and her eyes were slightly cloudy, but the look in her eyes when looking at him was extremely eager.

Zhou Andong sighed. Don't say Bo Qiang only died by accident; even if he died on duty, the law didn't stipulate that immediate family members could take over the position. But this family was indeed pitiful, and leaving them alone was emotionally unacceptable.

Zhou Andong pondered and said: "I can understand the difficulties at home. After school starts, I can arrange for Chen Min to work in the school logistics. But it will be a contract worker; there is definitely no formal employee establishment, and we can only wait to see if there is an opportunity in the future."

The opportunity Zhou Andong mentioned was actually a batch of formal worker quotas that would come down after all those eating empty salaries were dealt with. But how to use these quotas had to be discussed at the meeting.

After all, he is now a state-owned factory director, not the chairman of the Yugong Group, so the handling of some things naturally cannot be done as he pleases. Furthermore, the Woolen Mill has 40,000 employees, among whom temporary workers occupy a not-small part.

And among these temporary workers, some have become technical backbones, and some have made special contributions to the factory and should have been regularized long ago. Therefore, what Zhou Andong must first consider is these people.

"It doesn't matter!" The old lady grabbed Zhou Andong's hand tightly and said gratefully: "As long as you can arrange a job for Chen Min and support the two children, that's enough."

Zhou Andong looked at Yan Minru: "Principal Yan, keep this matter in mind and arrange it for Chen Min when the time comes."

"Alright!" Yan Minru nodded solemnly.

"Also!" Zhou Andong said coldly: "The application for the reconstruction of the staff dormitory was sent to Shi Guoqiang's hands long ago. It was his disregard for the lives of the staff that suppressed the reconstruction application and did not approve it, which led to the occurrence of this disaster and caused such serious and tragic consequences."

"This responsibility must be borne by him. But he is still sitting in a spacious office blowing air conditioning, smoking, drinking tea, and reading newspapers. This is unfair to the victims and their families. So, tomorrow, you three principals organize some people to go to the city to file a complaint."

Now the three principals respected Zhou Andong very much. As long as it was Zhou Andong's words, they would unconditionally execute them. Furthermore, they also hated Shi Guoqiang to the bone. Since the Factory Director was supporting them from behind and letting them go to the city to file a complaint, what else did they have to hesitate about?

After the funeral home matter ended, Zhou Andong and Gu Bing came directly to the Peking University First Hospital. The one driving was still Han Yongxi.

Arriving at the hospital, Han Yongxi quickly got out of the car, opened the door for Zhou Andong, and then protected Zhou Andong's head with one hand.

Just the moment Zhou Andong got out of the car, a black shadow darted over, which startled him. Waiting for the black shadow to pounce on him and looking carefully, it was that little black dog again.

He remembered that this little dog got into Lian Kai's car yesterday, and after arriving at the factory, it disappeared again. He didn't know where it went, so how did it appear here today?

Zhou Andong rubbed the dog's head. This little thing kept sticking out its tongue and wagging its tail at him, looking like it was fawning over him.

"You dog, you actually know how to fawn over people." Zhou Andong cursed with a smile: "Wait until I come out, I'll buy you something delicious."

"Woof!" This dog seemed to understand, barked at Zhou Andong, and then turned and ran.