You have the right not to speak.

This sentence was like a cold wind, blowing through the hearts of everyone present, making everyone feel a deep chill. For a moment, the whole scene became silent, and no one dared to speak easily.

Wen Qiang did not find a seat to sit down after the loud speaker was handed over by the factory director Chen Ziye. Instead, he stood two steps back with a serious and resolute expression, like a regent prince. He knew the principle of losing the battle rather than the battle, and any reform would cost time.

He looked at the 400 workers in the blue audience below the stage and felt deeply moved. It was really not easy to solve the problem of food and clothing for so many people.

Three sets of work clothes for the four seasons of the year cost a lot of money. In this era, ready-made clothes are still a bit expensive. Just buying a pair of pants costs more than 3 yuan. Buying cloth and hiring someone to make them can save a few yuan. The cost price of a set of uniforms for summer wear is 11 yuan, and winter uniforms are 18 yuan more expensive. Many people are reluctant to invest in clothes and wear uniforms every day.

In order to prevent people from stealing uniforms, workers would only be given uniforms after working for 20 days. In the first month, they would have to pay 18 yuan for the uniforms. After resigning, the uniforms would be returned and checked for damage and no rot. Only then would the 18 yuan be returned to the workers along with their last salary. The number of uniforms given to workers in Kyoto could be counted on one hand.

Factory Director Chen Ziye cleared his throat and said loudly, "Line up properly, don't push around. Yes, the first one in front, line up on both sides."

After waiting patiently for 5 minutes, he saw all the workers line up automatically and consciously, and then he glanced around with his bright eyes.

He continued to speak loudly: "Hello everyone, I am the factory manager here, I will not delay and take up too much of your time. What Manager Chen said just now means what I mean, counting by labor means piecework. The assembly line is composed of three people in a group. Those who cheat and play tricks will be embarrassed. I can't afford this big Buddha. How to group is up to the team leaders to arrange the personnel reasonably. If you have any objections to the arrangement, consult with your superiors. If you understand, please raise your right hand."

Seeing no one objecting, and seeing the despair in the eyes of several gray-haired factory workers, he added:

"People over 50 years old don't need to participate in this competition. Stay for a while. I have other arrangements. The meeting is over. Line up for me. Yes, the people in the side row, please withdraw to workshop I and continue working. Security, come and maintain order."

The security captain who was already on the scene immediately assigned tasks to his subordinates, and the leader sitting in the chair also temporarily acted as a security guard.

Grandpa Chen Qing Ling also said: "Everyone should go back to catch up with the goods. Workers over 50 years old please stay, and those who know some martial arts and have a junior high school education please stay. Foreman Zhou and Master Tan should also stay."

After waiting patiently for 20 minutes for all the workers to leave, grandma Dong Xiaoyuan, who had something to do at the textile factory, also took a bus back.

She was increasingly satisfied with her son's style of doing things. At this moment, Chen Zihua showed his decisiveness and determination as a leader. He knew that only loyal employees could bring real value to the company, and those who were disloyal would only become obstacles to the company's development. Therefore, he made this decision without hesitation to ensure that the company could continue to move forward steadily.

However, such a decision is undoubtedly a heavy blow to those workers who failed the competition. They will face the fate of losing their jobs and being forced to leave the city and return to their hometowns, which may mean a huge change in their lives and financial pressure. But Chen Zihua firmly believes that only such a screening mechanism can retain truly excellent and loyal talents and drive the company forward.

Chen Qing Ling looked at the people in front of him, his eyes revealed a kind of coldness and determination. He looked at the group of people who stayed behind, among whom there were sixteen old people and eleven young people. He said in a cold and powerful voice:

"My fellow villagers, please come with me to the conference room. As for the eleven young people, my wife, you can lead them to the Human Resources Department to fill out their personal expertise and resumes. The more detailed the better. In three days, I will have other arrangements. If you perform well, you will be promoted to leaders. I hope everyone can go all out and show their strengths."

"Wife, today the 11 young people can just be paid by the hour. We can afford it. And ask if anyone can drive."

The eldest daughter-in-law, Song Liyu, replied obediently: "Yes, Dad."

After saying these words, The Untamed added: "Everyone else, please follow me to the conference room. Tan Jiaxin, come along too." There was a hint of majesty in his tone, which made people look forward to what was to come.

Tan Jiaxin and master teacher Tan Xiaojun are father and daughter. At the age of 21, she is young and beautiful, with a slim figure, black hair that falls to the shoulders, and bright eyes flashing with a dazzling light. She studied at the Communication University, but has not chosen a good place for the time being, so she comes to the uniform factory to be a part-time host, just to hone her courage.

She has been here twice. The food in the canteen is first-rate, with a combination of soft and hard ingredients, which is better than the school canteen. She is willing to come here often as a part-time host. She is full of curiosity about the family-style management model of this southern entrepreneur.

When they arrived at the meeting room, everyone sat down according to their positions. Brothers Chen Di and Chen Ziye sat at the head seats on either side of them. Next to the uncle sat Wen Qiang and his three siblings, next to the factory director sat the Tan family father and daughter and squad leader Zhou, and the elders sat randomly with two empty seats between them.

The cleaning lady brought fragrant tea and three plates of cookies, which made the elderly people flattered.

Chairman Chen Qingling pretended not to see the old people's awkwardness: "My fellow villagers, how many years have you worked in our factory? I'm mainly working in the online factory recently. I'm old and don't remember much."

The bold old man said it was 20 years, and everyone was filled with emotion. The factory had only been open for 14 years. Chen Qing Ling said softly: "So you have worked with us from a small workshop all the way to a factory? I'm going to give you a trophy. Hehehe."

There are 16 elderly people, nine men and seven women, and 10 of them have been working for 20 years. They have persisted for so long and are truly great heroes. Everyone had tears in their eyes.

The brave old man shook his hands repeatedly and choked up, "Boss, no need. I'm already very grateful that you let me work here."

The Untamed adjusted his mood and said, "Brother, I'm sorry. According to the future policy, women will retire at 50 and men will retire at 60. The orders in the second half of the year are small. We are just a small factory. We have already recruited 100 more workers. If you have reached the age, you can only be dismissed."

The old people already knew this result and did not show any excitement.

The bold old man asked humbly, "Can we introduce our children to the interview?"