Chapter 389: He Is a Bit Unable to Think Through

Li Zhongfa lit a cigarette, smoked silently, and didn't speak for a long, long time.

And Factory Manager Wang also sat silently with Li Zhongfa for a long time, staring at this pioneer of the older generation, hoping to get the answer he hoped for.

Since getting to know Li Zhongfa, Wang Qinshan felt that this was a "natural comrade-in-arms" delivered to his door.

Both were from military backgrounds, both had shed blood and youth for this land, and both had experienced that fiery red era of great work and honor and dedication.

Now both are in charge of an enterprise, both introduced foreign capital at the same time, and both are troubled by the ideological impact of new foreign values.

No matter how you look at it, Li Zhongfa is a comrade-in-arms who has a common position with him and can support each other.

It's just that Wang Qinshan missed one point, and that is that Li Zhongfa has a grandson named Li Ye.

Li Zhongfa slowly finished a cigarette before saying slowly: "To tell you the truth, I have been thinking about similar questions for the past few days, but I couldn't see it clearly, so I put it aside for the time being..."

"But after seeing the appearance of Pengcheng Pengcheng Hongniu today, I know I can't wait, I can't think about it anymore."

When Wang Qinshan heard this, he was full of energy, took out a cigarette and handed it to Li Zhongfa, preparing to have a good chat with him.

"Old Brother Li, I knew you saw it too. We must unite and fight against the Hong Kong side together..."

"No."

Li Zhongfa blocked the cigarette handed over by Factory Manager Wang, shook his head, and said very seriously: "My meaning is, if we don't learn from them, I'm afraid we won't even have time to think. It's too late."

Factory Manager Wang was stunned.

He couldn't figure it out. Clearly, Li Zhongfa was more than ten years older than him, clearly Li Zhongfa was a firm supporter of the founding of the new Zhonghua who had experienced that fierce war. How could he... be cowardly now in the face of the invasion of overseas ideas?

Factory Manager Wang stared at Li Zhongfa for five or six seconds, suddenly threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground, and said angrily: "I said Old Li, how come you are also blinded by a few dollars?"

"What have we relied on for our hard struggle for so many years? We relied on the belief of unity. But once we learn their set, then everything has to be spoken with money."

"What should we do when we have no money?"

Factory Manager Wang was obviously anxious, walking back and forth, walking and saying: "Do you know how we persisted in the past two years when we had no money in the factory?"

"It was by relying on the will of unity and dedication."

Factory Manager Wang suddenly stood still, waved his hand forcefully and said: "Our efficiency was not good, so everyone carried forward the spirit of thrift together, carried out thrift activities, not only didn't waste a cent, but also thought of many good ways to save materials."

"Our capital turnover had problems, I went to ask for funds from above, the workers in the family voted collectively to delay the issuance of wages to ensure normal production..."

"Our production plan was cut, but the workers didn't slack off at all. Even if there was no production task, they stuck to their posts and maintained the equipment as if it were new, laying the foundation for the later resurrection from the dead."

Factory Manager Wang said a lot about the Changbei Machinery Company, and finally pointed to the direction of Pengcheng Pengcheng Hongniu and asked: "Old Li, tell me with your conscience, do they have such a spirit?"

"Can they endure such hard days like us? They can't. They can only 'go bankrupt'. Do you understand bankruptcy?"

Li Zhongfa sat steadily, listened quietly to Factory Manager Wang, and then said lightly: "That's because they have no choice."

"What?"

Factory Manager Wang was stunned, obviously not understanding Li Zhongfa's meaning.

"I said our workers are willing to live hard days because they have no other choice."

Li Zhongfa said with a heavy tone: "I admit that our fine traditions cannot be lost, and I also admit that some spirits must be passed down."

"We have relied on this spirit and this energy for the past few decades to support a big country, but I will ask you one sentence."

Li Zhongfa pointed to the direction of Pengcheng Pengcheng Hongniu and asked: "If we compete with a factory like Pengcheng Pengcheng Hongniu, can you compete with them?"

"Let's not talk about how much the wages are. Look at the food the workers eat in their canteen, and then think about what our workers eat? Can you not feel blushing?"

"Our workers can work hard, can't their workers work hard? Human hearts are made of flesh. If this continues, who do you think can beat whom?"

Factory Manager Wang couldn't speak for a while, but after reacting, he became even more generous and fierce: "We won't compete with them, we want to unite to change them. I came to Pengcheng this time, originally to talk to the mainland person in charge of Pengcheng Pengcheng Hongniu. Money, we have already let the foreign businessmen earn, but the style, we must not let them spoil. On our own territory, we must have the final say."

Li Zhongfa didn't feel much surprise when he heard Factory Manager Wang's words.

The two often exchanged some ideas these days. Li Zhongfa could grasp a little of Wang Qinshan's mind. After all, the contradiction between Changbei and the Hong Kong side had existed for a long time. Uniting to negotiate conditions with the Hong Kong side was not impossible.

It's just that the situation on the Pengcheng Pengcheng Hongniu side exceeded the expectations of the two, and produced completely different ideas in the hearts of the two.

Li Zhongfa thought for a while and said: "The style definitely cannot be bad, but workers are not soldiers, and they cannot be required too high, and there is no need."

"Old Li..."

Seeing Factory Manager Wang about to speak again, Li Zhongfa preempted: "This question you raised is also very good, but we still need to ponder and verify."

"But don't worry, we are definitely not the same as the Western doctrine, and the above won't let us be captured by any crooked wind and evil spirit. Besides..."

Li Zhongfa paused and said: "Besides, I once heard a person say that as an enterprise person, we must retain some precious traditional spirit, and let the workers live a good life."

"Both let workers identify with our spirit of hard struggle, and let workers become as rich as workers in developed countries... This is what we should do."

Seeing Factory Manager Wang stunned, Li Zhongfa softened his tone and said quite earnestly: "As a factory manager, we must first think about our own workers, right?"

"Now that it's open, look at this kind of factory like Pengcheng Pengcheng Hongniu. This is just a joint venture. What if overseas enterprises all come in in the future? Can we bring workers to earn a bowl of rice? Can we bring them to become rich?"

"Everyone is doing business, and they are all mainland workers... Are we worse than others? Do people who come from overseas have three noses and six eyes? We have to fight a hard battle with them based on our ability!"

Factory Manager Wang was confused, and was confused by Li Zhongfa's persuasion.

Shouldn't he be convinced by me? How come he turned around and made me speechless?

Facts have proved that someone like Li Zhongfa, who can crawl out of the rain of bullets and climb to the position of a unit head, is probably not a straw bag with soft ears.

Wang Factory Manager wants to talk to him about dedication and sacrifice?

Li Zhongfa has almost sacrificed to become a martyr countless times. What kind of wind is blowing now, and what should be done, doesn't he know better than you?

Now the above wants efficiency and tax revenue, and the below wants to be full and well-dressed. As a factory manager, you must be able to make money without violating principles?

You can't ask for money from above all day long, and reach out to above every three days. Even a good boss will be annoyed.

This is like the national hero Yue Wumu. According to folk legends, he is a military general, brave and unparalleled in the world.

But according to official historical data... his ability to make money is higher than his combat power. The Yue family army has its own business, and can give bonuses to a group of arrogant soldiers.

"Old Brother Li, I'll go get a bottle of wine. We have to discuss it tonight. I think you are still a bit wrong."

Factory Manager Wang couldn't turn the corner after thinking about it, and decided to have a hard battle with Li Zhongfa first.

If the thoughts of his own people are not unified, how can he fight for more rights and interests from the Hong Kong side?

But it was very unfortunate that a phone call came to find Li Zhongfa at this juncture.

"Your mom called me over? She didn't say what it was?"

"No big deal, just called you to eat."

"Oh."

Factory Manager Wang looked at Li Zhongfa rushing out through the window, and couldn't help but feel a bit suspicious.

"What did this Old Li go to do? Why is it so mysterious?"

Li Ye drove an inconspicuous passenger and cargo dual-purpose vehicle and waited for nearly an hour at the place where Li Zhongfa stayed before seeing Li Zhongfa walk over.

Li Ye first let Li Zhongfa get in the car, and then asked: "Grandpa, what are you doing? Why did you dawdle for so long?"

Li Zhongfa said: "I was caught by that Wang Qinshan and chatted for a long time. He is a bit unable to think through now, always wanting to tell me some wheel-rolling words, and his dead brain won't turn."

"Unable to think through?" Li Ye smiled while driving: "What can't he think through? Can't he think through why the workers have higher wages than him?"

Li Zhongfa looked at Li Ye in surprise, not expecting his grandson to be able to hit the nail on the head.

Li Ye said lightly: "Don't look at me like that, Grandpa. Wage distribution is one of the main contradictions between management personnel and front-line workers. It's not strange at all that he can't think through."

"Next time he can't think through, you tell him that when the water rises, the boat rises. The annual salary of the general manager of Pengcheng Pengcheng Hongniu is six figures, with no cap."

Li Zhongfa was stunned and asked Li Ye: "Your mom's annual salary is six figures?"

Li Ye also smiled and said: "What's strange about this? But Grandpa, you have to understand that the premise of being able to get a high salary is that she must be able to make the scale and efficiency of Pengcheng Pengcheng Hongniu."

"If she makes the factory lose money year after year, is she embarrassed to take the money?"

For the rest of the time, Li Zhongfa didn't speak all the way.

When they arrived at Hearing Fu Guiru's residence, Li Ye said: "My mom is a bit afraid of you, so when you see her later, try to talk less about family affection and discuss more about the characteristics and style of overseas enterprises, which can be considered as learning from each other's strengths."

Li Zhongfa nodded, and then suddenly said: "Your mom is a bit afraid of me, and I am not afraid of her. When your dad joined the army back then, your mom gave him the big red flower, and then the two of them contacted by letter and fell in love freely."

"So when that overseas letter was reported, I scolded your dad a few times, complaining that he was not reliable in doing things, and only cared that your mom was beautiful."

"As a result, it was originally just a few complaints, but I don't know how it reached your mom's ears, and she proposed divorce to your dad a few days later..."

"To tell you the truth, I came to

As it turned out, what was originally just a matter of a few complaints somehow reached your mother's ears, and within a few days, she asked your father for a divorce.

To be honest, the reason I came to Pengcheng this time is that since your mother is still alive, I, as her father, can't keep pretending I don't know.

Some things are hard to explain clearly when relying on you siblings to pass messages; it would be most secure to discuss it with her in person, but when it came down to it, I got cold feet.

If your mother hadn't called and asked me to come today, I wouldn't have known how to bring it up. After all, I bear responsibility for what happened back then."

Li Ye looked at Li Zhongfa in surprise and asked, "Grandfather, there's a story like that behind all this?"

Li Zhongfa sighed and said, "This isn't a story; it's a debt of sin!"

"Knock, knock, knock."

Li Ye led Li Zhongfa to knock on Hearing Fu Guiru's door.

A flurry of panicked footsteps sounded inside, then stopped just behind the door.

After several seconds, the door slowly opened.

Hearing Fu Guiru stood inside the door looking at Li Zhongfa, and Li Zhongfa stood outside the door sizing up Hearing Fu Guiru.

Both of them opened their mouths wanting to speak, but seeing the other open their mouth, neither made a sound, waiting for the other to speak, and then they were just like two mutes—it was incredibly awkward.

Li Ye wanted to push his grandfather inside, but he felt he shouldn't intervene at this moment.

After a long while, Hearing Fu Guiru sniffled and called out indistinctly, "Dad."

"Yeah."

Just this one "Dad" and one "Yeah" made both of these incredibly stubborn people's eyes turn red, and both shed tears.

(End of this chapter)

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