Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

Zhou Xian was a little embarrassed, but still felt it was acceptable: "Mr. Zhao, what is the proportion of this?"

"About 15% of people definitely cannot meet our requirements, and another 10% are in between. We at Hengyuan Electronics are willing to make some concessions and reschedule training for these 10%. As long as they meet the standards, we are willing to accept them.

But regarding the 15% before that, I don't want them to go to Hengyuan Electronics. I certainly don't want them to corrupt the culture of Hengyuan Electronics in the future. These people need to be dealt with separately by the provincial government."

Zhao Wenhao's words were very firm, and there was no room for negotiation this time. This also made everyone present feel very embarrassed.

Especially those middle and senior management of the provincial television factory. Therefore, a large part of the 15% mentioned by Zhao Wenhao is their relatives or other leaders who arranged to receive wages in the factory.

Doesn’t Zhou Xian know about this situation?

Of course he knew it, even much more clearly than Zhao Wenhao.

It's just that this is the current trend and there's nothing he can do about it.

Someone immediately raised his hand, as if wanting to speak.

But Zhou Xian knew what these people wanted to say, and at this time he absolutely could not let these people destroy the vision that had already been achieved.

He was really worried that Zhao Wenhao would be annoyed by this group of people again and make another decision in anger.

"Okay, the provincial government is willing to accept this."

Zhou Xian directly rejected the opinions of the majority and made the decision immediately without giving others a chance to speak.

15% means that nearly 170 people cannot enter Hengyuan Electronics.

These 170 people need to be resettled by the provincial government.

However, compared with the previous 1000 people, these 170 people should not be a problem for Zhou Xian.

Seeing that Zhou Xian agreed to this matter directly, Zhao Wenhao breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really worried that the opposition would be too loud and something weird would happen.

Of course, this was just one point. Zhao Wenhao then raised several other requests. The main one was that they hoped the acquisition of the provincial TV factory would proceed smoothly without any further disputes.

Zhou Xian didn't say much about this and just agreed to everything.

In fact, from the government's perspective, they don't want a life full of ups and downs, and a smooth transition is best.

As for Zhao Wenhao's proposal on how to deal with the original land and buildings when workers relocate to the industrial park in the future, he also has no objection.

As for the purchase price, no one mentioned it.

With negative assets reaching over 2000 million, it is already quite difficult for Hengyuan Electronics to accept the acquisition, and it is too much for them to ask others to pay for it.

Of course, everything discussed today will be written into the contract as a basis for the future.

Zhao Wenhao also emphasized this point.

"Alright, that concludes today's meeting. The remaining details will be reviewed by both parties."

Zhou Xian looked at his watch and it was already 12 noon.

The meeting started at nine in the morning and lasted for three hours.

He also needed to report the relevant situation to the provincial government, and Zhao Wenhao also returned to the company with his team.

There were a large number of people attending the meeting at this time, so the news naturally began to spread as the meeting ended.

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"What? That bastard Zhao Wenhao wants to kick us out?"

In the workshop of the provincial television factory, a middle-aged man in his forties with a fat face was sitting on a machine and smoking.

After hearing the news, he was immediately furious.

"Brother Feng, the news is absolutely true. You are Director Feng's nephew, so you should know more than me!" A young man was also indignant.

"Bullshit! I played mahjong all night last night and just got to the factory. No one notified me! Zhou Ping, where did you get this information?"

Feng Yuanhua stood up, threw the cigarette butt directly on the ground, and grabbed Zhou Ping's collar.

Zhou Ping struggled twice, but when he saw he couldn't break free, he didn't make any further moves. "My cousin also attended a meeting this morning. He just came back and told me about it right away. I guess I'll have to move to another place. I definitely can't go to Hengyuan Electronics."

"Damn it, I don't mind not being able to go to Hengyuan Electronics. I had no plans to go anyway. But I can't just get kicked out like that. No, Hengyuan Electronics has to compensate us for our losses. We can't just let it go like this."

Feng Yuanhua pushed Zhou Ping away and walked towards the factory director's office.

"Brother Feng, it's no use going to Director Feng. This is the order from above. If you go like this, it will only make things difficult for Director Feng."

Zhou Ping quickly stopped Feng Yuanhua and prevented him from acting impulsively.

Feng Yuanhua thought about it carefully and felt that what Zhou Ping said made sense.

He got into the factory through the connections of the factory director, Feng Zhen. He usually works there for three days and then takes a break for two. He only shows up occasionally, waiting for his salary to be paid at the end of the month.

In the past, many people would go to the factory to buy televisions through him. After all, televisions were a scarce commodity at the time and not everyone could buy one if they had money.

For this, he made a lot of money.

Now that televisions are becoming more and more popular and their factory's performance is getting worse and worse, Feng Yuanhua's way of making money has come to an end.

Therefore, he basically does not come to work now, and only comes to sit for a while occasionally.

Feng Yuanhua wasn't the only one like this. Many people in the factory were forced in through various connections.

Now, they heard that Hengyuan Electronics had actually pushed them aside, which was hard for them to accept.

"What do you think we should do?" Feng Yuanhua grabbed Zhou Ping's collar again.

Zhou Ping turned around and looked around. Seeing that there was no one around, he pulled Feng Yuanhua to a corner.

"If you have to fart, do it quickly!" Feng Yuanhua was a little impatient.

Zhou Ping quickly whispered, "We must unite and not let others bully us like this."

"How to unite?" Feng Yuanhua frowned.

Zhou Ping didn't play it safe, but continued, "A few times before, the workers went to the provincial government to cause trouble, and the province called in Hengyuan Electronics. Obviously, they were also worried that we would cause trouble.

Since that's the case, let's unite and start a disturbance. However, we won't go to the provincial government to cause trouble; we'll go directly to Hengyuan Electronics.

To put it bluntly, this is Hengyuan Electronics' fault. Since they are unkind, don't blame us for being unjust.

We're going to block their door and ask them to give us an explanation.

At least compensate us for our economic losses, and don’t just kick us away like that.”

After Zhou Ping finished speaking, Feng Yuanhua thought about it.

He was indeed not worried about subsequent work issues. Feng Zhen was his uncle and would definitely help him find another place to hang out.

But he was also unhappy about being kicked away like this.

I guess it's not just him, people like Zhou Ping are probably the same.

If you want to kick them out, you will have to pay a corresponding price, or at least give them some compensation, otherwise this matter will not be over.