The security guards of the building were shocked when they heard the crowd shouting: "He is Mr. Wang!" Thinking that these people were going to harm Wang Lin, they all ran over to protect Wang Lin.

Duo Cai and Liang Haijun felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy and rushed to Wang Lin's side in just a few steps.

Wang Lin took a closer look at the clothes of this group of people and shouted at the people around him: "Don't mess around! They are not bad people!"

The security guards had already taken out their sticks and were on guard. After hearing Wang Lin's words, they did not relax their guard.

Because there were too many people on site and the security force was limited.

If something unexpected happens, it won't be easy.

Wang Lin pulled away the two security guards standing in front of him, walked into the crowd, and asked pleasantly: "Are you workers in a textile factory?"

He has dealt with textile workers for two lifetimes and is very familiar with them.

A person in an industry always has the mental outlook of a person in the industry.

Officials have official authority, and thieves have thieves' looks.

Wang Lin saw that most of the people coming were female textile workers, and these people had obvious characteristics.

The temperature and humidity in the textile workshop are high, and there are more or less occupational diseases over the years. But they endure it, for the sake of the daily necessities of life, for the sake of a place in society, for not wasting their youth, and for living a good life.

People, they work hard, pay silently, and reap the meager salary with their own sweat.

They say that good women don't spin thread and good men don't make steel, but there is no choice. Back then, when they were the same age, they entered the textile factory with dreams. Once they entered the factory, the door was as deep as the sea, and only they knew the feeling.

Female textile workers are hard-working little bees. Although they are ordinary, simple, and do not know famous brands, they are the most down-to-earth people, a person with capital letters.

Physical factors in the workshop include noise, vibration, high temperature, etc., and some positions also contain chemical poisons. For example, in the production of chemical fiber viscose rayon, there is contact with carbon disulfide. In the production of nylon, there is contact with caprolactam. In the production of acrylic, there is contact with acrylonitrile. Silk production

In the production of wool textiles, you are exposed to the fungus Beauveria bassiana. In the wool textile production, you are exposed to the anthrax spores.

Many occupations also have bad working postures, such as standing for long periods of time, walking around for long periods of time, strained eyesight, and the shift system with black and white reversed, etc.

Wang Lin is too familiar with these people!

"Mr. Wang, we are all workers in the textile factory. We come from different factories. We are from the fifth factory, they are from the eighth factory, and the thirteenth factory..."

Wang Lin was overwhelmed with emotion, knowing that these workers must have something to say when they gathered together.

"Are you here to see me, Wang Lin?"

"Mr. Wang, we are here to find you."

"What do you want from me?"

"Mr. Wang, the textile company is about to be managed by Aixiu Group. Where is the way out for our workers?"

Wang Lin muttered: "Everyone, the ownership of employees is not under our control. The liquidation of assets and the diversion of employees are all the responsibility of the political bureau. The details are different for each district and each factory. You can go

Consult your factory director, or ask local leaders."

This is a very official answer.

When Wang Lin signed the trusteeship agreement with the Political Bureau, he made it clear that the relocation of all employees would be arranged by the government.

The newly established textile company can accept up to 100,000 employees.

How to recruit these 100,000 employees?

Of course, that happened after Wang Lin took over the company.

If nothing else, these 100,000 people will be hired back from the existing textile workers.

These workers are all experienced workers and can start their work immediately after being rehired, which also solves the employment problem of a large number of diverted workers.

The employees were not satisfied with Wang Lin's perfunctory answer.

Someone shouted: "Mr. Wang, we can all work! We are neither old nor disabled, and we are obedient. Just keep us!"

His shout was immediately followed by others shouting: "Mr. Wang, please stay with us!"

Wang Lin's eyes suddenly became sore and swollen. He tried hard to suppress his emotions and said in a deep voice: "Don't get excited, everyone! Please listen to me."

Someone shouted: "Mr. Wang, we all know that Aixiu Group only rehires 100,000 of us! But all our textile workers combined, there are 500,000! You can only keep one-fifth of us!"

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Of course, paper cannot cover the fire, and the things stated in these contracts will always be spread to the outside world.

After the employees heard the news, they felt deeply anxious.

Compared with hard work, it is even more sad to have no job and no income!

Wang Lin could push it aside and say that diversion is a matter for the government and our company will not interfere.

However, he felt that at this moment, he could not say such words.

The employees came to him precisely because they trusted him and regarded him as their savior.

Wang Lin can't just say it has nothing to do with me and just send them away.

"Everyone," Wang Lin said, "after we take over, we will leave 100,000 employees. This is just a preliminary plan. We have not taken over the company yet, so the specific plan for how to do it has not yet been released. Please rest assured that the Government Administration and our

The group will be responsible for everyone. Whether we stay or be transferred, we will give everyone an explanation."

"Mr. Wang, we don't want to go anywhere, we just want to stay in the original factory." A female worker in her thirties said, "I have been working in the factory since I graduated from high school and have been working for 20 years. In addition to textile workers, other

I don’t know how to do work either. How about you just keep me?”

Wang Lindao: "We will listen carefully to your demands. However, I can't agree to you now and tell you who to keep or not to keep. This is also unfair to other workers who have not come here. So, please

Everyone go home first and wait for the announcement!"

Zhang Han and other vice presidents, who happened to be arriving at work, were shocked when they saw the fight and gathered around Wang Lin.

"Mr. Wang, we need to evacuate the crowd quickly. With so many people, accidents are easy to happen." Ma Hongcai suggested to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin nodded: "I know."

He kept persuading the employees, asking them to go home first and wait for notification. The employees knew that they would not be able to wait for an answer today and had something to do at home, so they left first.

The crowd finally dispersed.

Wang Lin let out a long breath.

"Mr. Wang, we have to speed up the matter of corporate trusteeship. After the employees heard the news, they would come to our company to gather every day. That would not be good." Ma Hongcai suggested to Wang Lin.

Zhang Han said: "How about setting up a guard at the door?"

Wang Lin shook his head: "It's not necessary. The first floor here is a public place. How can we prevent citizens from coming in? It seems that we have to deal with the business trusteeship as soon as possible!"

He turned around and entered the company.

Zhang Han and others entered the elevator with him.

After arriving at the office, Wang Lin made a phone call to Zhou Boqiang.

Zhou Boqiang is working with Cotton Bell in the cotton area.

The staff ran over and called Zhou Boqiang back, saying that Mr. Wang called and wanted to see you in an emergency.

Zhou Boqiang is the vice president, and there is also a mobile phone, but in a rural place like this, the mobile phone is just a decoration and has no signal at all. When he heard that Mr. Wang was looking for him, he said to Mianling, "I'll go there."

Mianling smiled and said: "I guess the king will call you back to Shencheng."

Zhou Boqiang said: "There is still more than a month before the cotton area will select seeds and raise seedlings. The preliminary work must be completed as soon as possible. The work here is also very important."

Mian Ling said: "Director Zhou, please feel free to return to Shencheng, I will be watching over here! Please send a message to Mr. Wang that we will plant cotton on time in March this year!"

Zhou Boqiang nodded and said, "Then I'll have to work hard for you."

He returned to the office, washed his hands, and called Wang Lin.

Wang Lin answered the phone and said with a smile: "Director Zhou, you live in Loudong and don't want to go back to the city?"

Zhou Boqiang laughed and said: "Mr. Wang, the air in the countryside is fresh and a slow life is more conducive to the elderly. I go to the fields to work every day and go to bed when I get back to my room. Not to mention how comfortable my life is! I really want to keep working here.

Comrade Mian Ling can also be a deputy."

Wang Lin smiled and said: "That won't work. Shencheng has more important work waiting for you to come back."

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Zhou Boqiang said: "Is it a matter of corporate trusteeship?"

Wang Lin said: "Exactly. Zhou Zhou has just given birth and she has no time to take care of this matter. I have to ask you to take action. We can afford to wait, but the workers in the textile factory can't afford to wait. They are waiting to start working and get wages to support their families.

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Zhou Boqiang said with a solemn expression: "Mr. Wang is right, things have priorities. Okay, I will return to Shencheng tomorrow."

Wang Lindao: "Don't wait for tomorrow, come back this afternoon! We will discuss it tomorrow and come up with an effective plan. All the employees came to the door of our company today!"

"Okay!" Zhou Boqiang said, "Then I'll leave right away."

Wang Lin asked: "How is the work in the cotton area going?"

Zhou Boqiang smiled and said: "Comrade Mianling just told me that he asked me to send you a message. In March this year, we can definitely raise seedlings and plant them."

Wang Lin muttered: "It will be February soon, there is only more than a month left."

"Yes, Mr. Wang. There are still a few days of Spring Festival holiday in between. But Comrade Mianling told me that she will celebrate the New Year this year at the Mian District base in Loudong instead of going home."
To be continued...