Chapter 186 185. Timely Rain Fat Song Jiang
At one o'clock in the afternoon.

Dozens of people gathered in front of the Qiangwa Mushroom Bag Factory.

There were ten kids around seventeen or eighteen years old, their parents and grandparents, and a few people just watching the fun.

Qiangwa did not show up. He was the boss of the factory and it would be beneath his dignity if he called all the prospective employees uncles, aunts and uncles when he met them for the first time.

Let Luo Shaoan go to receive them.

He is just a little kid, so it’s okay for him to call a group of people.

Luo Shaoan went out, accepted a lot of flattery and praise, led ten of his friends into the factory, and told their families to go back first and not to wait, nor to come in to see.

Then the door was about to close.

Then I saw a car braked outside the factory.

A man carrying a package rushed over, yelling, "Don't close the door, don't close the door, there are still people!"

Luo Shaoan stopped, looked up, and was delighted. He shouted, "Brother Hai, why are you back?"

"I'm here for a job interview. I hope I'm not late. Hurry up and don't make Brother Qiang wait anxiously."

This guy called Brother Hai never stops talking, walking, or using his hands.

He put the bundle on his shoulder, walked into the factory, turned around and closed the door.

Then he turned his head and took a closer look at Luo Shaoan, which scared him, "Fuck, you are Shaoan?"

"Yes, it's me." Luo Shaoan grinned.

Brother Hai reached out and rubbed his head, and also laughed, "It's changed so much that I didn't recognize it. Brother Qiang must be in there."

"In the backyard, waiting."

"Okay, let's walk."

At Brother Hai's greeting, Luo Shaoan and the ten little kids followed him to the backyard.

As soon as I came out, I saw Qiangwa.

Brother Hai threw the bundle away, grinned, and shouted, "Brother Qiang, I'm back to find you."

He opened his arms and rushed forward for a hug.

When Qiang Wa saw the person coming, his eyebrows raised and his eyes flashed with anger. He kicked him and shouted angrily, "Luo Minghai! What are you doing here?"

Brother Hai, Luo Minghai, stopped in his tracks with a squeak, turned sideways and took a kick from Qiang Wa, still smiling, "I just heard yesterday that you, Brother Qiang, had set up a factory, so I rushed back by train overnight. The high-speed train was no longer available, so I took a slow train and got off at 11 o'clock. I ate a bowl of noodles and quickly called a taxi. I almost missed it."

Luo Minghai was tall, over 1.8 meters, with a broad back and strong arms, a strong man.

It makes the group of little kids behind them look like elementary school students.

The expression on his face was natural, not silly, but rather capable, and he looked like someone I had seen before.

A pair of big hands with black gaps between the fingers. Luo Yihang had seen a lot of them in the third-line factories when he was a child.

This is the result of fiddling with the machine for many years, and the oily mud has seeped into the skin and cannot be washed off.

Luo Yihang was watching from the side and felt that Luo Minghai and Qiang Wa must have a special relationship.

I heard about it yesterday, and the people arrived today, carrying their luggage.

Covered in dust.

A huge backpack, bulging inside with a quilt rolled up on top. When it was thrown on the ground just now, it kicked up a cloud of dust. It must have been very heavy.

This means they just moved all their belongings here.

But what he said just now was quite lively, but there was not much important information.

I don’t know if it was intentional or not?
Looking at Luo Minghai's face, he doesn't look like the kind of person who can't even get to the point.

Probably because he didn't want to say it in public.

Qiangwa also noticed it, and kicked him again to vent his anger, then shook his head and let him follow him into the office.

There must be something to say.

Luo Yihang winked at Luo Shaoan and asked him to watch over the ten little kids outside first.

I followed him in.

Qiang Wa glanced at Luo Yihang and said nothing. He introduced him, "This is Luo Yihang. You can just call him Brother Luo."

Luo Minghai chuckled, stretched out his hand to Luo Yihang, and said with a smile: "You are Brother Luo. I often hear my brother Qiang mention you and your good friends."

Luo Yihang shook hands with him and asked with a smile: "Where did you come from?"

Before Luo Minghai could speak, Qiang Wa answered, "Xuzhou."

After saying that, he pointed at Luo Minghai and said, "Come here and sit down."

Luo Minghai walked over and sat down on the chair in front of the desk.

Qiang Wa threw him a bottle of water first, then dug under the desk and threw him a bag of bread, "Just to cushion your hunger."

Luo Minghai took it and said, "Hehe, I knew there must be food under Brother Qiang's table."

He opened the water bottle and drank half of it, then opened the bread and took a bite. He looked up and around and immediately saw the calligraphy hanging on the wall.

"Brother Qiang, you are classy. You will die if you don't make money. How straightforward and domineering. Aren't we working in a factory to make money? Only you, Brother Qiang, are honest and open. Unlike those wicked people, they put up things like "God rewards hard work" and "tranquility leads to far-reaching goals" on their heads, as if they don't want to make money. How hypocritical."

Luo Yihang didn't want to laugh, but he couldn't help it.

Qiang Wa was so embarrassed that he picked up a notebook on the table and threw it at Luo Minghai, "You are an unlearned and immoral person. That's Jizhuanhuiyuan."

"What garden?" Luo Minghai smiled awkwardly, he was at a loss for words, and couldn't make up for it...
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"Why did your kid come back?" Qiangwa felt that there was no need to get angry with a bunch of illiterate people, so he just asked the important questions.

"Brother Qiang, I just told you that I just heard yesterday that you opened a factory, so I came back right away. I want you to give me a meal." Luo Minghai replied with a smile.

"I'll give you food." Qiang Wa glared at him, "Where's your old job?"

"I quit. I quit yesterday." Luo Minghai said in a flat tone.

Qiang Wa stood up and slammed the table, "You are crazy, why would you quit your job? You finally got promoted to section chief, earning 7,000 to 8,000 yuan a month, why would you quit!"

"I'll come back and fight with you." Luo Minghai answered with a smile.

Qiangwa was furious, "I don't want you here, go back quickly."

"I can't go back. I splashed hot water on my boss's face. I'm going to miss the train. Let's talk. Let's talk about trivial matters. Anyway, I'm here to rely on you." "I can't afford someone like you."

"I have two arms and two legs, so I can use them."

“My salary is low.”

"Two thousand yuan. I've asked around. It's okay. I don't need much money by myself."

"You haven't done this before, so you won't do it."

"What's there that I can't do? I can understand the machines in the factory at a glance. If you can't do something simple, I'm afraid you're not as good as I am."

"You kid is such a scoundrel, what on earth do you want to do?"

"I'll follow you."

Luo Yihang was watching them from the side and wanted to laugh.

One of them had everything, but he threw it all away and insisted on working for a low salary.

A person who is clearly in need of people, but refuses to accept the one that comes to his door and chases them away.

why?
"Yes, why?" Qiangwa also asked.

"Why?" Luo Minghai rubbed his face with his hands, raised his head and spoke righteously.

"When I was hungry as a kid, you stole the steamed buns from home for me."

"Because you gave me extra lessons in junior high school."

"Because I didn't get into high school and wanted to be an apprentice, you scolded me, took me to work part-time for a summer, and even raised money for me to go to technical school."

"That year you were only 18 and I was 15. Only a fool would believe that two little kids could earn a year's tuition by working part-time for two months."

"I'm just a fool."

He started crying as he spoke.

She shed two tears, wiped them away with her hand, and continued to smile: "You were doing well in the store before, and I couldn't help you in any way. This time you finally set up a factory, and this is my strong point. You will definitely need it. I didn't think about anything and just came back."

Qiangwa said nothing.

Luo Yihang suddenly remembered something and solved the case.

Eighteen, isn’t that the year I graduated from high school?

Qiangwa didn't see anyone for the entire summer vacation.

I thought he didn't pass the exam and didn't want to see anyone.

He showed up just before school started and took away all the red envelopes that Luo Yihang had received for his admission to higher education, and only returned them the next year.

As a result, Luo Yihang went out to play with Ding Rui during the holidays, and he spent Ding Rui's scholarship and lived off her.

Later I heard that Qiangwa also took away the red envelopes for Lao Jiang, Suiwa, Dongzi and others' admission to higher education.

Feelings are used here...

Come to think of it, I also have a connection with Luo Minghai.

Luo Yihang helped and said, "Luo Minghai is here, why not let him try first?"

Luo Minghai immediately took the opportunity to climb up, "Yes, Brother Qiang, there are several kids waiting outside, and their mother is at the door. I'll try it first. If it doesn't work, I'll go by myself. If it works, you can do it."

Now that things have come to this, Qiangwa can only let go.

He found a work flow from his desk and threw it directly to Luo Minghai, asking him to handle it.

Luo Minghai took it and glanced at it, then thanked Luo Yihang, held his head high and strode out of the office.

He went outside and gave instructions to the kids, "You, you, go and fork that pile of straw onto the cart and take it to the crusher."

"You, you, both of you, fill the machine."

"You, and you, both of you stand here, holding your pockets to receive the materials."

"There are three of you left. One will bundle them up, and two will carry them to the factory."

"Wait till I get the machine ready. You guys can start when I say so."

"Do you understand?"

All the young men shouted in unison: "I understand."

His popularity is quite strong.

Then we looked at Luo Minghai, who took out a tool belt from his big bag and hung it on his body, pulled out a large wrench, and knocked on the crusher a few times here and a few times there. He turned on the power and stood there listening to the sound, turned off the machine, tightened two screws, and loosened another screw.

He squatted down and smashed the bracket on the ground with a bang.

Restart the machine.

He touched the bottom of the feed inlet and the connection with the agitator with his hand, waited for about a minute, let go of his hand and shouted, "Start working."

Ten kids were divided into groups of two or three. According to Luo Minghai's arrangement, each group was responsible for a simple task, and the repetitive mechanical assembly line operation started...

Watch it for a while and correct some small details.

Luo Minghai went to the factory again, opened the mushroom bag production line section by section, and explored it.

I went through the process myself.

After that, it completely became Luo Minghai's stage for performance. The ten little kids were ordered around by him. Everyone knew what they were supposed to do, and everyone was assigned a task that they could do immediately.

More than an hour later, on the mushroom bag production line, Luo Minghai re-divided the ten little kids into groups.

Some people are responsible for sorting the materials, some are responsible for loading the materials, some are responsible for watching the machines and sorting out the consumables during the process, and some are just responsible for packing.

After several adjustments and job changes, the staff's work was finally stabilized.

Then it is obvious that the efficiency has increased a lot.

Luo Yihang gave Qiang Wa a thumbs up and said, "Awesome, you picked up a capable person."

"What's so great about that?" Qiang Wa pouted and pointed at the ten kids, "What can you tell? You can't tell which one is capable and which one is lazy."

"This..." It's really a problem.

(End of this chapter)