sbdcsierra Chapter 16 My Nephew is Also a Big Shot
Chapter 16 My Nephew is Also a Big Shot
The factory manager of Huanghe Plastic Shixiawei Branch is surnamed Xu and named Neng.
He wasn't from Chaozhou, but he had been working for Li Yicheng for a long time.
Because of his seniority but low ability, he gradually fell behind Boss Li's pace, so he was gradually demoted from his close confidant and is currently in charge of this factory in Shek Kip Mei, as well as several small factories in the surrounding area that have been converted from small workshops.
Last night, Rotten Horse invited him out for a late-night snack.
Out of politeness, Xu went out to meet the other party. After a few drinks, he vaguely agreed to have the original warehouse dispatcher, Lao Yu, move to a young man surnamed Lin.
This explains why Xu Neng was marginalized in Li Yicheng's business empire.
By merely associating with people from the martial arts world, his actions went against the very principles of Li Yicheng.
Boss Li has always considered himself a pure businessman and hates having any dealings with gangsters in the underworld.
"Director Xu, I'm getting old, and I'll be receiving my pension next year."
If you ask me to go to the workshop now, what will the workers think of me?
"We've known each other for over a decade, how can you not show any consideration?" Old Yu's complaint interrupted Xu Neng's thoughts.
Xu Neng was already annoyed, and seeing that bitter face in front of him made him even angrier: "How dare you say that?"
In the past few months, or even if you don't count, how many times have I cleaned up your mess?
In other words, Mr. Li's current focus is not on plastic flowers.
A few years ago, with the few mistakes you made, you would have been fired by him long ago!
Besides, we're just giving you a new management position.
"Go to the workshop, and you'll still be managing people, but you'll be managing even more!"
Can the environments of a warehouse and a workshop be the same?
Knowing he was in the wrong, Old Yu didn't dare to press the matter further. He said with a dark face, "Fine! If that's how you put it, then I have nothing to say."
I keep the warehouse keychain and inventory classification book in my drawer.
Without further instructions, I went to work in the workshop.
After saying this, the elderly man with graying temples pulled out his chair and walked out of the office.
Xu called out "Wait!" and Lao Yu thought the other party had changed their mind.
To his surprise, when he turned around, he saw Xu Neng's warning: "Don't blame me for not warning you."
The person who replaced you was recommended by Rotten Horse.
In the Shek Kip Mei area, the loading and unloading of our factories is all done by Chao Yongyi's hard labor.
If you dare to cause trouble, things won't end well.
"Hmph! So what if he's a worthless wretch? My nephew is Yu Laoming from Fu Yixing!" Old Yu angrily pushed open the door and stormed off.
As the footsteps faded into the distance, Xu Neng sighed: "Yes, your nephew is also a big shot in the martial arts world."
Why didn't Fu Yixing take on the loading and unloading work for our factory?
There are pits on both sides, what can I do? Of course, I'll choose the shallowest one to step into.
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Lin Yuanshan was naturally unaware that he had not yet been hired.
At the Shek Kip Mei Plastics Factory, a minor turmoil has already arisen due to this personnel change.
Tie Tou pulled the cart and stopped it at the factory gate.
This branch factory occupies approximately 10,000 square feet.
It consists of a four-story industrial building, plus raw material warehouses, finished product warehouses, staff canteens, and other buildings.
Looking at the tall iron gate and listening to the noise of the injection molding machines, Tie Tou carefully pressed the handlebars: "Young Master Yuan, we're here. This factory is huge."
"Big?" Lin Yuanshan got off the truck bed and looked up. "This is already considered small. The old factory in Shau Kei Wan and the main factory in North Point are what we call big."
Okay, I'll go in myself. You don't need to wait outside. If you really have nothing to do, you can go back and see your family.
"My family went down to sell salted duck eggs a long time ago..." Tie Tou lowered his head in frustration, then pulled the cart away and ran off: "Right! I'm going to find Brother Wei."
"This car was lent to me by him, and now that it's with you, I need to explain things to him."
Selling salted duck eggs: In the past, when people were buried, lime was needed for preservation. In those days, resources were limited, and the leftover lime was not to be thrown away, so the families of the deceased used it to pickle salted duck eggs. Over time, selling salted duck eggs became a euphemism for being dead.
Lin Yuanshan shouted "Be careful!" and shook his head at Tie Tou, who had run away.
Lin Yuanshan straightened his suit, walked to the gatehouse, put out Xu Neng's business card, and registered his visit.
At this time, Li Yicheng had already implemented Western-style management practices for his factories.
It wasn't as serious as it would be decades later. In the visitor registration book, Lin Yuanshan would write his name, tell the doorman who he was looking for, and then he would be let in.
Enduring the deafening noise of the injection molding machine, Lin Yuanshan walked toward the four-story main building.
In this era, factory managers typically had their offices located near the main production building.
Some small factories don't even have offices for their bosses.
After all, this is Hong Kong, where every inch of land is precious. Finding a clean place to set up a coffee table, a few old sofas, and a set of solid wood tables and chairs is already quite good.
After asking around among a few workers, Lin Yuanshan quickly arrived outside Xu Neng's room.
Knocking on the ajar door, Lin Yuanshan asked a bald, middle-aged man inside, "Hello, I'm Lin Yuanshan. Are you Director Xu?"
"Oh, you must be A-Yuan. Come in, come in and sit down." Xu Neng stood up warmly, showing no signs of the fact that just half an hour ago, he had a fight with Lao Yu because of Lin Yuanshan.
Xu Neng gestured for Lin Yuanshan to sit down and accepted the 555 cigarettes offered by him: "I'm Xu Neng. Brother Ju mentioned you to me. You're indeed very handsome."
Lin Yuanshan pulled out the last 555 cigarette, casually crushed the cigarette pack and threw it into the trash can in the corner: "Director Xu, you flatter me. Let me introduce myself first."
I'm from Chenghai, Chaozhou. My grandfather's generation was wealthy, so I'm considered a landlord's son. Needless to say, I'm good at writing and arithmetic.
Of course, I can also speak English.
I've admired Mr. Li for a long time even before I've come to Hong Kong. This trip is both for job hunting and for learning at Yellow River Plastics.
"Oh, Yuan, you're very frank."
"It seems you came prepared. I heard from Brother Ju that your father used to work in plastics research." Xu Neng took a puff of his cigarette, sat up straight, and was intrigued by Lin Yuanshan's words: "Could it be that you also know something about plastics production?"
Lin Yuanshan nodded: "Of course, the place my dad used to work was quite remarkable."
Hehe, I'm from Chaozhou. The character "工" (gong) doesn't get you ahead, right?
Some things are better left unsaid. Once I'm familiar with the plastic manufacturing process, I'll definitely open my own factory.
"Good. That's ambitious! Our boss, Mr. Li, loves ambitious people like you from our hometown the most." Xu Neng gave a thumbs up, pulled out a chair, and stood up: "Come on, let me show you around the work environment."
Lin Yuanshan smiled and followed Xu Neng out of the room.
Xu Neng took a few steps and said in a low voice, "A Yuan, pay attention. This job is not that simple."