boyutpedia Chapter 340 The Martial World Isn't Just About Fighting and Killing; It's All About Human
Chapter 340 The Martial World Isn't Just About Fighting and Killing; It's All About Human
Chapter 340 The Martial World Isn't Just About Fighting and Killing; It's All About Human Relationships and Social Interactions (Part 1)
I ate a few bites of food at the factory.
By the time he finished helping Director An with the factory's work and rode his motorcycle home, it was already past nine o'clock.
Zhuang Chaoying took out her keys from her pocket and opened the front door. She had just stepped into the yard when she saw the front door open.
Park the motorcycle properly.
Xiaoting, who had been anxiously waiting inside, immediately pushed open the door and rushed out upon hearing the commotion in the yard.
"Dad, you're finally back."
Zhuang Chaoying smiled and reached out to pat her daughter's head. "You're back. Why aren't you asleep yet? Didn't I call to say you didn't need to wait for me?"
As soon as Zhuang Chaoying stepped into the house, she saw her family sitting neatly on the sofa. In that instant, she felt warm inside and truly felt that so many people cared about her.
He placed the safety helmet on the cabinet. "Mom and Dad, something happened at the factory, but don't worry, it should be back to normal in a couple of days, it's nothing serious."
Mr. Huang sat on the sofa, his eyelids drooping, and couldn't help but yawn. He slowly stood up. "I knew everything would be fine. I trust Chaoying to do things. Your mother and I are going back to sleep now."
Huang's mother was still full of worry. The business world is like a battlefield, and she was afraid that her children would only report good news and not bad news in order not to worry them.
She walked quickly to Chaoying. "Chaoying, are you really alright? Don't hide it from us."
Zhuang Chaoying smiled and shook her head. "Mom, it's really nothing, don't worry about it, go and get some rest."
After the elderly couple went back to their room to rest, Zhuang Chaoying slowly sat down on the sofa.
When Huang Ling saw Chao Ying return, her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down, and she breathed a sigh of relief. "Are you hungry? You called tonight saying you weren't coming home for dinner, so I didn't leave you any food. Do you want me to cook you a bowl of noodles?"
Zhuang Chaoying waved her hand. "I'm not hungry, I just ate something simple at the factory."
Xiaoting returned shortly with a glass of warm water and placed it in front of him. Then she ran back to the sofa, snuggled up to her mother, and hugged her arm.
Zhuang Chaoying felt her mouth was dry, so she picked up the cup and gulped down a big mouthful.
As he put down his cup, he noticed that Huang Ling, Xiao Ting, and Tu Nan were staring at him intently.
Zhuang Chaoying patiently explained, "It's really nothing. The factory might be being targeted. Today, Vice Mayor Zhao, who I don't know how many leaders he is, came with a group of people to conduct inspections on fire safety and other things. They found some problems, and now the factory is shut down for rectification."
Tu Nan, whose brows were already furrowed, frowned even more upon hearing this. "Dad, the factory has always been doing quite well, so why is it being targeted? We haven't offended anyone."
“The bigger the tree, the more the wind will blow. Even if you don’t provoke others, they will provoke you. Our factory is doing so well now, it’s inevitable that some people will be envious and eyeing it. But your dad knows what’s going on, there shouldn’t be any major problems. Although the inspection team from the city found some faults, there are ways to solve them. We’ll smooth things over and get the factory back to work as soon as possible.”
Tu Nan had always known about his father's abilities, so since his father said so, he believed him to some extent.
But when he thought about his own affairs, he hesitated again, and swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
Zhuang Chaoying, with her sharp eyes, immediately noticed that Tu Nan seemed troubled, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. "Tu Nan, say what you have to say quickly, and then you should all go back to your rooms and go to sleep."
“Dad, I made an appointment with Wanshu to come to our house this Sunday to visit you and Mom, but there are so many things to do at the factory right now, so maybe we should just call it a day and choose another time later.”
Tu Nan looked conflicted, worried about his father's factory and also afraid of breaking his promise and upsetting Wan Shu.
Zhuang Chaoying waved her hand. "Then come on Sunday. The factory matters can definitely be dealt with within two days. A day's shutdown will cost a lot of money. Today is only Tuesday, there's enough time. Let Wanshu come."
Huang Ling stood up and patted Tu Nan on the shoulder. "Tu Nan, since your dad said it won't delay anything and things are settled, you and Xiao Ting should go back to sleep."
Once only the two of them were left in the living room, Huang Ling turned and went to the kitchen, carrying a basin of water and a thermos. "Chaoying, soak your feet before you sleep. You must be exhausted after being out all day. Let me massage your shoulders to help you relax."
Zhuang Chaoying bent over and slowly took off the acrylic socks beside his feet. The socks were sticky to his feet because of the sweat he had produced all day, so he gently tugged at them a few times before taking them off and casually put them aside.
Then, he tentatively put his foot into the basin of water, and frowned slightly as soon as he touched the hot water. "It's hot, Ah Ling, bring me some cool water."
Huang Ling picked up the water jug next to her and added some water to the basin.
Zhuang Chaoying gently stirred the water with his hand to quickly and evenly distribute the water temperature. He put his feet back into the basin, and the water temperature was just right. He sighed contentedly, and his tense body relaxed.
Thinking back on today, my legs are a little swollen from standing all day.
In his view, what happened at the factory today was like a chess game laid out in the open; anyone could see that it was someone deliberately sent by higher-ups to make things difficult for them.
Their factory is now making a name for itself in the industry, with its profits soaring. It's like a big cake, and everyone wants a piece of the pie.
The factory's current production capacity is sufficient to guarantee product supply, so there is no need to outsource the production process and let contract manufacturers take over at high prices.
If we agree to that, it would be a complete loss, and no businessperson with a modicum of sense would do something so foolish.
Since he and Engineer Lin joined Director An's refrigerator factory, they have carried out sweeping reforms, developed detailed work standards and reasonable compensation criteria for the workers, and improved various systems in the workshop.
He often told the workers, "The factory is our home, and making money depends on everyone." Only when the factory is profitable can the workers receive generous compensation. This is the principle of shared prosperity and shared loss.
In today's terms, it's like making empty promises.
But it's not just empty promises; at least what they receive is proportional to their labor.
The factory operates on a two-shift system. Although the work is intense and the workers work very hard, at the end of the month, when everyone has real money in their hands that is much higher than the wages in state-owned factories, their enthusiasm for work is extremely high. They wish they could work every single day of the month without taking a break and earn more money to improve their lives.
But today, they let sixty unemployed youths pack their bags and leave—a seemingly simple dismissal.
Behind these sixty unemployed youths are sixty families. How can this be considered a small matter? No, this is a big matter, a major issue concerning people's livelihoods.
Initially, it was agreed that sixty job positions would be provided, and the unemployed youths all signed contracts.
But later, Secretary Zhou approached Factory Director An and arranged for more people to come in, while also approving an interest-free loan.
These unemployed youths were no ordinary people; most came from cadre or worker families and were educated young people who could afford to go to school. In those days, educated youth returning to the city were assigned jobs by the authorities, and many who were not assigned jobs became unemployed.
There are limited job opportunities in Suzhou. These unemployed young people went through a lot of trouble, pulling strings and begging for favors, to get jobs at this profitable private company. But they lost their jobs so easily. No one would swallow this insult so easily.
In those days when resources were scarce, a job could truly save a family's life.
Moreover, these people were not recruited by the factory itself, but were required to be accepted by the higher-ups, so compared to Factory Director An, he was not as anxious.
In his view, the martial arts world wasn't about fighting and killing; it was more about human relationships and social interactions. As long as you handled those relationships well, the problems would definitely be solved.
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