59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

I drove to the cannery, where people were also working overtime to make cans. I thought Ye Jin was not there, but I didn't expect that he hadn't got off work yet.

After the weighing was completed, Ye Jin led them to the warehouse with a wry smile and sent the two bags of fish to the cold storage. Due to the nature of the factory here, there was no small cold storage like a large cafeteria, but a large meat warehouse.

The same receipt unit is Zhoujia Village.

"Uncle Ye, why are you working overtime too?" Chen Feng and Fatty Wang were carrying a bag together, Zhou Jing and his two sons were carrying a bag, and Hu Bayi was looking at the car.

Ye Jin smiled and said, "I don't work overtime, but I have been given a task from above to complete a batch of canned meat and deliver it to the border garrison. The quantity is huge. There is dinner in the cafeteria these days, and there is also a midnight snack at ten o'clock."

"I waited until ten o'clock just in time to take a bowl of fish noodles back home."

Besides, everyone was working overtime, and although he had nothing to do, he stayed and took the initiative to work overtime. The higher-ups would naturally look up to him when they saw this.

Chen Feng feels that many large companies in later generations, especially those in real estate, do not get off work before nine o'clock. This is how it is, and it has become an unspoken rule in the industry!

In many real estate sales departments, those sales managers and general planners insist on staying up until after nine o'clock.

He once heard one of his classmates complain that the general manager of a certain Chinese-named real estate branch company had to hold an online meeting at around 1 a.m., where each project team reported on the day's collection and sales.

A large group of managers from the branch, hundreds of people, had to accompany the performance at around 1 o'clock.

They are not mentally ill, they are all graduates from top-tier universities!

There are even more bizarre stories, such as when someone received a red envelope but did not say thank you to the company or the leader, he would be criticized by the boss!

I feel like my nerves are a little bit abnormal!

"Uncle Ye, I don't want anything else this time. Can you give me a batch of empty cans?"

Ye Jin didn't understand it clearly, but he didn't ask why. It's not good to know too much.

"Okay, are thirty enough?"

"enough!"

"If it's not enough, you can come to me for more. A lot of this stuff gets broken every month and sent to the glass factory to be melted down and remade into a new batch."

Unlike the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill which appoints an old man with connections, the warehouse manager here is not only composed of three people, but there are also four uniformed soldiers personally watching over the security room opposite the warehouse manager's office.

This number far exceeds the guard force in the steel storage area of ​​the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

"Chief Ye, what good stuff is this?" The warehouse manager was sitting in the office beside the warehouse door with a smile on his face. Through the glass, he took out the warehouse entry documents from the drawer and handed them to Ye Jin to fill out.

"Fresh sea fish, large Spanish mackerel, with delicious meat, and weighing 527 kilograms."

"Laowu, open the bag and let me take a look." The warehouse manager stuck his head out of the glass window and shouted.

A warehouse measurer was holding a scale to weigh again, and opened the bag upon hearing this.

“Oh, such a big sea fish, can the meat be delicious?” the warehouse manager was a little skeptical.

Zhou Jing handed over a cigarette and said, "No matter how big the swallowfish is, the meat is very delicate and delicious, and there are few bones in the fish. It can be steamed, braised, or stewed. It is different from land fish."

"Really? Thanks!"

Holding the cigarette, Zhou Jing took a match to light it for him and said thank you.

The warehouse supervisor smiled and said, "Old Ye, that's fine. Now that you have connections with Haibian, you might be able to get promoted to deputy section chief in a year and a half."

Ye Jin took Zhou Jing's cigarette, took out a matchbox, and said, "Come on, I don't want to be promoted anymore, otherwise I will be bald like our section chief sooner or later."

"It is much more difficult for us to purchase canteen supplies than for several departments that go to Inner Mongolia and Hebei to purchase canned meat!"

"If one person doesn't eat well, all the employees in the factory will scold him."

The measurer confirmed the weight, waited for Ye Jin to finish filling out the form, and checked Ye Jin's weight number before signing.

Another loader looked at the list and signed it as well before lifting the two bags onto a cart.

The warehouse supervisor received the order and stamped two official seals on it.

The signatures of Ye Jin, warehouse supervisor, meter inspector, and loader, plus the official seals of the purchasing department and warehouse department, are rigorous enough to make old man Fang of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill ashamed to the point of losing face!

"Uncle Ye, is it so troublesome to check the warehouse?" Fatty Wang said in surprise.

Ye Jin smiled and said, "That's nothing. Military logistics is more complicated, but our warehouse processes are indeed more complicated than those of ordinary factories."

"Help me push, these fish are really heavy!"

"Let me do it!" Several teenagers came together to help and pushed the cart into the cold storage. They were stunned!

All you see is meat!

It was like entering a mountain of meat. Inside the cold warehouse, there were all kinds of meat ingredients waiting to be canned.

Lamb, beef, duck, chicken and fish are arranged in rows in different positions.

"Don't look at it, push it over here, this is the refrigerated area of ​​the canteen in the cannery." The loader said with a smile.

"Uncle, you have so much meat. Do you eat meat every day?" Zhou Dinghai was very envious.

The stevedore shook his head and said, "You wish! This meat is for canning. You can only look at it, not eat it! Every time it leaves the warehouse, there are several people personally escorting it. Anyone who dares to steal this meat will be shot."

Zhou Dinghai and Fatty Wang couldn't help but glance at the two young soldiers in uniform who followed them in. The two young soldiers were holding guns and smiled at them.

It is their duty to prevent the theft of meat.

But being friendly to children is their nature.

"It's so cold!" Zhou Fubo shrank back.

"Okay, thank you for your help. Go out quickly. You are wearing too few clothes. Don't catch a cold." The loader thanked.

Several young men trotted out, and a military officer watched them leave.

"Brother, there's a lot of meat in there." Fatty Wang came out and said.

"Well, I know."

After leaving the warehouse area with the list, several people took a car to the office building of the Purchasing Section of the Logistics Department.

Ye Jin is now the deputy section chief and has a desk and a landline phone. He took them into the office and made a phone call.

"Xiao Yang, bring me thirty empty glass bottles. Remember to bring the caps."

After finishing the call, he said to the curious Wang Pangzi, Hu Bayi, Zhou Dinghai, and Zhou Fubo, "Are you hungry? If you are, I will take you to the cafeteria to eat something."

"Uncle Ye, we're not hungry!" Fatty Wang looked at Ye Jinqing counting the money without blinking and asked, "Your cannery has so much meat. I'd be happy if I were your factory manager."

Ye Jin really wanted to say that his factory director was not happy at all!

He keeps cursing his mother every other day!

The superiors demand that tasks be completed efficiently, while the employees who work overtime below demand improved benefits. The factory manager, who is caught in the middle, has a very difficult life, and those in the purchasing department who are responsible for the employees' meals are also getting annoyed!