The man showed off his cleverness and felt very accomplished. He threw down the chicken rack that was gnawed like a dog, rubbed his oil-stained hand on the old newspaper on the table, then took out a box of cigarettes and signaled to Tang Zifeng.

Tang Zifeng waved his hand and said that he would not smoke. The man did not force himself. He took out a cigarette, pressed the lighter to light it, took a beautiful breath, and sprayed the smoke far away. Tang Zifeng secretly looked at the young woman with pink makeup next to him and found that her face could be seen through the powder.

The man doesn't care about other people's dissatisfaction. Smoking is a natural thing in this era, and no one has the right to interfere. He sprayed two puffs of cigarettes and asked, "Brother, where did you arrange your department in a net-one? Let me tell you, this department is different from the department. Don't look at the whole factory's workers only pay three times a year, some good departments can still be delicious and delicious."

"Oh, there is something like this?" Tang Zifeng became interested. "Brother, tell me which departments can be delicious and delicious. I'll find someone to see if I can arrange me."

"Haha, it depends on whether your relationship is hard or not." The man smiled. He stretched out a finger and said, "First, the best department is of course the procurement department. The equipment, raw materials, accessories, packaging materials, building materials, etc. of the entire factory must be responsible for purchasing. A little kickback leaked from the cracks of his fingers is enough for the entire department to celebrate the New Year every day. The director of the procurement department, Lao Fan, built a villa in his hometown in the countryside last year and bought a 120-square-meter commercial house in the best location in Linhe City. Think about it, where did this money come from?"

"I have heard of this person. Hasn't he been arrested?" Tang Zifeng said. He has done less homework these days and knew that more than a dozen factory leaders and middle-level cadres were arrested for corruption this time. The old fan mentioned by the man was one of them, and the amount involved in the case was quite astonishing.

"I'm arrested." The man was a little embarrassed, but he still said with a tough guts: "He was arrested, but who has never taken the rebates in the procurement department and can still arrest everyone? After Lao Fan entered, the welfare of the procurement department was not as good as before, but the lean camel is bigger than a horse and is much better than other departments."

"Yeah, this is a department, is there any?" Tang Zifeng asked.

"The second is the Infrastructure Department, you know." The man gave Tang Zifeng a meaningful look.

Tang Zifeng nodded. Even in later generations, infrastructure construction was a severely affected area of ​​corruption, and Linyiji was naturally not immune to the common people. He also knew that Linyiji's infrastructure director was also dismissed this time, and the amount involved was enough for him to keep him in prison.

"Third, it has to be considered a sales department. However, the situation in the sales department is a bit different. Basically, it is the courageous ones to death and the timid ones to starve to death." The man said.

Tang Zifeng said: "Why did I hear that the sales situation of Linyi Machinery in the past two years is very bad. With such a bad sales situation, can the sales department get enough money?"

The man sneered: "The sales situation is bad, that is the whole factory's business. For the sales department, whether it is bad or not, they all have ways to make money. I tell you that the sales department has a lot of responsibility when it comes to this point in the last machine. Let me tell you the simplest thing, for example, you are a salesman, and I heard that there is a factory that wants five horizontal lathes, what would you do?"

"Of course, it's signing a contract and letting the factory produce it." Tang Zifeng said.

The man smiled and said, "You are inexperienced now, right? I tell you, you should take two units back to the factory for production and transfer the other three to private bosses for production. You don't know that there are dozens of private machine tool factories in Linhe City. If you introduce your business to these private bosses, they will directly take out 5% to give you a kickback without saying a word. A machine tool can be said to a few, and there is also a 50,000 yuan, right? 5% is 300, and three units are 1,000 yuan, which is equivalent to half a year's salary."

"Can this still be like this?" Tang Zifeng was a little surprised. He had seen some worldly things in his previous life. No one could tolerate such things as being scrambled inside and outside. Why has it become the norm when passing the machine. He thought for a while and asked, "Since that's the case, why don't I hand over all five machine tools to the private boss? Can't I get more kickbacks?"

The man said, "This is what you have no experience. You give all five machine tools to your private boss, and there is not one in the factory. How do you reimburse your travel expenses? How do you report a business trip subsidy? Two machine tools can get a rebate of 600 yuan, but you can report travel expenses in the factory and find some invoices, saying that it is the money you give gifts to customers, and it is easy to report a thousand or eight hundred yuan."

"I understand." Tang Zifeng nodded. This situation is very important to him and Zhou Heng. If the sales department is full of such ungrateful wolves, it would be strange if the company's business can be done. It seems that the first thing to do after getting to the factory is to rectify the sales department. But how to rectify it?

Tang Zifeng thought for a few seconds, and there were a few vague thoughts in his mind, so there was no need to think deeply about it. He asked the man: "You just mentioned the procurement department, infrastructure department, sales department, and other departments that are better?"

"As for the rest, everyone is almost the same." The man said, "As long as you don't go to the workshop, the basic salary in the agency can be guaranteed. Each department has a small treasury, and you can get some benefits every now and then, but it's better to go there."

"What's going on in the workshop?" Tang Zifeng asked along the man's words.

"There is no way to survive!" said the man firmly, "The workshop is the workshop director, the workshop accountant, etc., and he can report to himself for a count of the votes and make up for the wages he owed. Ordinary workers have nothing, and they are paid three times a year and they can't survive at all."

"What should I do if I can't survive?" Tang Zifeng asked.

"Go out to find food by yourself!" said the man, "Didn't I just say that there are dozens of private machine tool factories in Linhe? Half of the workers in it are from our machine, and some even take the tools and materials from the factory to work. The leaders also know that they turn a blind eye to such things. If you eat meat yourself, you can't let others not even drink soup, right?"

"So, brother, which department are you from?" Tang Zifeng asked with a smile.

The man also smiled and said, "I am from the technical department. My department is the most useless. I have no power and no money. I responded to the ancients' words, "Bai Wuyi is a scholar. My name is Han Weichang, and I am the deputy section chief of the technical department of the technical department. After you get to the factory, if you have any trouble, you can go to the technical department to find me. No matter what, I have the face of Mr. Zhang, and it is okay to help you solve some small problems. By the way, brother, what do you call me?"

"My name is Tang Zifeng, I graduated from Renmin University."

"Renmin University? Great, amazing!" Han Weichang raised his thumb, praised, then pointed his finger at Zhou Heng's bunk, and asked in a low voice: "The one above is your father?"

"No, no!" Tang Zifeng denied repeatedly, and couldn't help but admire Han Weichang's imagination. Tang Zifeng and Zhou Heng were together, and Han Weichang had seen it just now. Tang Zifeng said that he went to work at Linyi Machinery. Han Weichang felt that Zhou Heng was at this age and could not have worked at Linyi Machinery, so there was only one explanation, that is, Zhou Heng was Tang Zifeng's elder, and this trip was reported with his children.

Of course, Tang Zifeng was not inconvenient to say that Zhou Heng was the factory director of Linyiji. It is estimated that after saying this, Han Weichang was so scared that he didn't dare to say anything. He found that Han Weichang was a very talkative person, and he was very familiar with Linyiji's situation and was planning to take out a little more from him. So he replied lightly: "He is one of my elders... By the way, Section Chief Han, have you come back from a business trip to the capital?"

Han Weichang shook his head: "What's the difference now? To be honest, Brother Tang, I'm going to do private work too."

"Do your private work?"

"Yes." Han Weichang said with confidence, "The factory can't pay any benefits. How can we live by relying on a few dead wages? I have some friends outside who can introduce me to some things. Two days ago, I just went to Huangyang Province and repaired a machine tool for a company there."

"Oh, I guess I'll get a lot of rewards?" Tang Zifeng asked.

"No, no!" Han Weichang denied it, but the smile on his face revealed the truth.

"Really not?" Tang Zifeng asked with a smile.

"That is, earn a few packs of cigarettes." Han Weichang said modestly, then changed his face with anger and said, "The prices are so rising now. Can this money still be called money? I have two children in my family, one is 16 years old and the other is 14 years old. They are all when I can eat. If I don't go out to do some private work and make some money, how can I support them?"

The next topic turned to content about prices. Around 1994, the years when prices rose the fastest since the reform, and a few people gathered together, two of them were complaining about prices.

Zhou Heng lay down in the bunk for an hour before he got off, sat on Han Weichang's bunk, and joined the chat. In fact, he didn't fall asleep on it just now, and he heard the conversation between Tang Zifeng and Han Weichang. At this time, he claimed that he was Tang Zifeng's uncle, and that he was sending his nephew to work on this trip, and he pretended to ask Han Weichang to take care of Tang Zifeng more.

Han Weichang agreed repeatedly and slapped his chest. Zhou Heng intended to bring the topic back to the situation of Linyiji. Seeing that Zhou Heng was older, Han Weichang felt that he and Zhou Heng should have more common language, but he knew everything. He also exposed a lot of bad news in the factory, which made Zhou Heng feel depressed.

The train arrived at Linhe Station early the next morning. Several people packed their luggage and prepared to get off the bus. Han Weichang said enthusiastically: "Xiao Tang, Lao Zhou, don't rush to take the bus first. I'll look at the station to see if there is a shuttle bus back to the factory. Let's take a ride back together. Hey, look, that is the deputy director of the factory office of our factory, named Zhang Jianyang. He came here and he must be here to pick up some leaders. However, we can't take his car... Well, he seems to be getting on the bus. Could it be that the leader he wants to pick up is also in our car?"

Sure enough, a middle-aged man with a low figure and extremely capable look, with two strong young men, squeezed in through the door and walked towards them. The passengers who got off the bus one by one glared at the three of them, but the middle-aged man who took the lead didn't care at all, and just walked while tiptoing to look deep into the car.

When his eyes swept to Zhou Heng, his face instantly filled with a smile. He quickened his pace and squeezed towards him, and raised his hand and shouted loudly: "Director Zhou, stand and don't move, wait for me to come and pick you up!"

"Director Zhou?" Han Weichang followed Zhang Jianyang's gaze and turned his head to Zhou Heng, opening his mouth to the boss:
Chapter completed!