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After these words were spoken, even the chief steward was no longer calm, "Young Master, is this not good?"

If the workshop does not operate for half an hour, the output will be reduced.

Most of the people working in the workshop were hired as long-term laborers, who were provided with food and lodging, as well as monthly wages. Even if they were given a half-hour lunch break every day in the future, they would still have to receive the required monthly wages.

The chief steward believed that the young master's decision would not bring any benefit to the workshop.

When he was thinking about how to persuade the young master to withdraw this decision, the master's voice came from behind him, "Just do as the young master says!"

Mr. Zhang had actually arrived a long time ago, but he did not show up. He was hiding aside and watching the fun with a small purple clay teapot in his hand.

Anyway, his son will eventually inherit the family business. These are just small matters. He would be more than happy if his son is willing to take care of it.

Although he didn't know why his son, who had never cared much about these things, suddenly announced such a decision, he had no intention of interfering. Instead, he wanted to hear his son's opinion.

The chief steward saw that the boss supported the young master's decision. What else could he, a worker, say?

Then, he turned to face the workers and said loudly: "Did you all hear what the young master said? Why don't you thank the young master quickly?"

The workers originally thought that the young master had made a mistake or that they had heard it wrong, but after getting confirmation from the steward, they all cheered.

"It's great, it's great."

"Thank you, Young Master. Thank you, Young Master. You are truly a living Bodhisattva!"

Zhang Ziming thought that he had just made a decision with his mouth, and it was no big deal.

Little did he know that what seemed like a trivial matter to him could make so many people grateful to him.

He said nothing more, turned around and followed Mr. Zhang to the wing room.

"Tell me! Why did you suddenly make such a decision?" Mr. Zhang sat steadily on the chair, took a sip of tea from the purple clay teapot, and then said: "You know, if the workshop operates half an hour less every day, the monthly output will be reduced a lot, which will be a considerable loss."

Zhang Ziming was silent for a long while before he said, "Just now, a worker fell down due to heat stroke. Our workshop has been working since dawn. During the day, the workers can only take a short break at lunch time. After lunch, they continue to work until the evening."

"So what? Didn't we all get through this in the past?" Master Zhang raised his eyebrows. It was not the first time that workers had suffered from heatstroke. There was nothing to be surprised about. "Why didn't you think of making such a decision before, but you did it today?"

Zhang Ziming pondered for a moment and said, "My son went to Shangtang Village today and had the honor of walking into their workshop. He saw and heard a lot and felt a lot."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhang immediately became interested, "Oh? Tell me about it."

So Zhang Ziming told Mr. Zhang in detail what he had seen and heard in Shangtang Village today.

For example, workers in the workshop in Shangtang Village start work at Chenshi every day, have lunch at noon, and take a one-hour nap after lunch.

In addition, each worker can take four days off every month. When he learned this, he was very shocked. He thought that Hang Shuheng was not hiring long-term workers, but ancestors!

At that time, Hang Shuheng answered him like this: "If you want to improve efficiency, you must ensure the health of the workers. Only when the workers are in good health can they generate better benefits for the workshop."

He didn't know whether this statement was reasonable or correct, but he couldn't say a word to refute it.

Another thing worth mentioning is the canteen in the workshop. Both the environment and the food are excellent.

There are a wide variety of staple foods and fish and meat dishes for everyone to choose from.

The meals in the Zhang family workshop consisted of a few steamed buns with some side dishes, and they only had meat every three days. This was not comparable to the meals in Shangtang Village where people could eat meat every day.

Zhang Ziming believes that his family may not be able to be as generous as Shangtang Village, but with slight improvements, they can still do it.

After listening to this, Mr. Zhang fell into deep thought. This young man really should not be underestimated!

After a long while, Master Zhang sighed and said, "Now you understand why your father allowed you to have more contact with your classmate, right?"

"Yeah! I think I understand." Zhang Ziming acted very modestly, "I'm not as good as him in dealing with people. Dad asked me to interact with Brother Hang more. Actually, he wanted me to learn how to deal with people from him!"

He is not as good as Hang Shuheng in terms of how he deals with people.

In the past, he always felt a little unwilling and unconvinced in his heart, but since the more he interacted with Hang Shuheng, he realized that the gap between him and the other party would not disappear just because of his unwillingness or unconvinced.

After visiting Shangtang Village today, he even discovered that not only was he not as good as others in academics and interpersonal relationships, he might even be worse than others in business.

Now, he is convinced. If he can never compare to others no matter what, then he might as well look at things from a different perspective, accept his own shortcomings, and draw wisdom from others, which is also a kind of magnanimity.

"Very good, very good. I am very pleased that you have reflected on this after visiting Shangtang Village today." Master Zhang was very pleased to see that his son seemed to have really let go of his worries. "You must believe in your father's vision. Hang Shuheng will have unlimited achievements in the future. It will be more beneficial to you or to our Zhang family if you build a good relationship with him in advance."

"Since you have some ideas about the current situation of the workshop, then it's up to you. Do what you want. No matter what decision you make, your father will never interfere."

"Dad, thank you for your support."

Master Zhang waved his hand and said, "Just tell them what to do!"

Zhang Ziming nodded, stood up and asked for instructions, then went out. He had to get some things done today, otherwise he would have to go to the county school tomorrow.

He was not as lucky as Hang Shuheng and Xie Yuxi, who could enter and leave the county school freely. He would not be able to come back until half a month later.

So, that afternoon, in the Zhang family's workshop, the young master made one decision after another, making the manager's head buzzing.

Such as building a cool shed for the workers to eat and rest in the future, and also, there must be at least one meat meal every day.

What the hell is going on? The more the steward thought about it, the more he felt that they were treating those low-ranking workers like ancestors!

The steward really didn't understand the young master's decision and couldn't make up his mind, so he finally reported it to the boss.

I thought that if the matter was brought to the attention of the boss, he might be able to stop the young master's childish behavior, but who would have thought that the boss would just wave his hand and tell him to do as the young master told him.