lcionline Chapter 330 The Vanished Dafeng Factory! What's the Use of Crying?
Chapter 330 The Vanished Dafeng Factory! What's the Use of Crying?
"Three, two, one!"
"Detonate!!"
A series of muffled rumbling sounds rang out.
The explosion produced a large amount of debris and smoke.
The last worker dormitory building at Dafeng Factory also collapsed with a crash.
In an instant.
Multiple water trucks that had been prepared in advance sprayed water frantically to suppress the dust.
Outside the cordon.
It has attracted many former employees of the Dafeng Factory.
Most of the visitors were elderly people who had retired before the Dafeng Factory went bankrupt. They had nothing better to do than come and see the Dafeng Factory, where they had worked for many years, now razed to the ground.
Those employees who had to leave with compensation due to bankruptcy are now either working elsewhere or doing business; they have no time to watch the spectacle.
"What a pity, what a pity!"
Zheng Xipo stood with his hands on his hips, looking regretful.
He was the last chairman of the labor union at Dafeng Factory.
He was extremely familiar with Dafeng Factory and found it particularly difficult to part with it.
In his memory, Dafeng Factory was once the largest state-owned textile factory in Jingzhou.
At its peak, the factory had several thousand employees, not including the factory's affiliated school, clinic, nursing home, and so on.
After being split up and restructured, it became the Jingzhou Dafeng Garment Group, a privately owned enterprise jointly owned by Cai Chenggong and the workers.
Even so, the number of employees is still over a thousand, which hardly qualifies as a small business.
If the company hadn't gone bankrupt, Zheng Xipo, the chairman of the labor union, would have been living a pretty comfortable life.
Even though he didn't earn much money, he could command and manage more than a thousand people, making him more like an official than an official himself.
Unfortunately……
Because of Tsai Cheng-cheng's reckless actions, the already poorly managed Dafeng Factory went bankrupt and closed down.
Since Zheng Xipo could not become the chairman of the trade union, he naturally could no longer experience the taste of power.
"What's a pity? They always owe wages for months at a time. This lousy factory should have been shut down long ago!"
"Son Zheng Shengli said with a look of disdain."
"What do you know, you little brat?"
Zheng Xipo glared at his son with displeasure.
He considered himself to have been diligent, pragmatic, law-abiding, well-read, and talented throughout his life.
As a result, his son Zheng Shengli was uneducated, lazy, and averse to work.
They say that studying at a vocational college is useless, and it's better to start working and making a living earlier.
The results of it?
It was quite a struggle to convince him to work at Huilong Electronics, where the company offered good benefits including meals and accommodation, as well as social security.
I passed the written test, interview, and physical examination, and was successfully hired by Huilong Electronics.
But he quit his internship after less than a month.
Assembly work involving screwing in screws on an assembly line is too low-skilled and too tedious.
He didn't want to mechanically repeat those few simple actions day after day, or even year after year.
A perfectly healthy person, under intense, fast-paced work pressure, has been turned into an emotionless robot.
He wanted to pursue a more promising job that would pay more money.
He even said that doing some small business is better than working in a factory tightening screws.
But the problem is...
Researchers who work on the development of electronic products have high incomes and promising career prospects.
Just like Loongson Group, which has been recruiting chip design engineers for a long time, with internship salaries reaching tens of thousands of yuan.
But Zheng Shengli could only get into a vocational college in the college entrance examination, and he studied marketing.
How could he possibly be qualified to do scientific research and technical work?
When applying for sales jobs, many employers are too young and inexperienced.
Finally, Zheng Xipo heard that the software industry was booming.
Since my son Zheng Shengli likes computers so much, I decided to enroll him in a software programming training course.
In order for him to be able to review his lessons and practice programming at home after school, a huge sum of money was spent to buy a computer and install broadband.
I had hoped that after he finished his studies, he could become a high-paid programmer and a white-collar worker in an office building.
But Zheng Shengli disappointed his father once again. He had no interest in learning complex and profound software programming, but he was very good at playing video games.
Despite exhausting all their efforts and persuasion, they managed to get the computer school to refund the tuition fees, but Zheng Shengli, that good-for-nothing son, was essentially ruined.
Instead of finding a proper job, he spends all his free time playing video games at home.
They scolded him for being idle and wasting his time.
He said that with the Chinese New Year approaching, who would be looking for a job?
After the Spring Festival, he will definitely find a good job and go back to work.
If he hadn't been witnessing the building demolition today, he would have gone home to play video games long ago after helping sell breakfast.
Why are you staring at me like that?
"Is there something dirty on my face?"
As he spoke, Zheng Shengli touched his face.
Zheng Xipo was furious.
"Your face may not be dirty, but you're so young, and instead of working properly, do you really have the nerve to show your face in public?"
"I have no shame, do you?"
Zheng Shengli said with great disdain:
“You both work at Dafeng Factory, but you are the chairman of the labor union, while Uncle Wang Wenge is the captain of the factory security team.”
“During bankruptcy liquidation, after your equity and years of service are converted, you will receive more compensation than him.”
"But he and his Aunt Tang Chenglan were able to quickly open a small furniture factory, and their business is booming. What about you?"
"He always talks about how good his interpersonal relationships are, but when he opened a breakfast shop with his mother, not many of his old colleagues came to support him."
"If it weren't for Jingzhou Hongli Real Estate Company demolishing Dafeng Factory to develop it into a housing complex, and a large number of workers needing to eat breakfast every day, your breakfast shop would probably have gone out of business long ago."
Zheng Shengli is very quick-witted.
Even though there were many acquaintances around, he fearlessly retorted, making Zheng Xipo blush with embarrassment.
Several seconds later, Zheng Xipo belatedly realized what was happening and raised his hand to angrily point at his son.
But before he could utter any insults, Zheng Shengli let out a soft snort and turned to leave.
Enraged, Zheng Xipo no longer cared about watching the commotion at the construction site.
Anyway, Dafeng Factory has long since gone bankrupt and closed down, and this land now belongs to Jingzhou Hongli Real Estate Company.
"You little brat!"
"You say I can't do business? Then do you think you can?"
"You said you wanted to take advantage of the large number of people at the construction site and make good use of the shop, selling breakfast, lunch, and dinner as well. Well then, you should get started!"
"If you can't cook, can't you learn? If you don't want to learn, you can find someone else! You rely on me and your mother for everything, but what about you?"
Zheng Xipo chased after his son, scolding him relentlessly.
Zheng Shengli, who was used to being scolded, lit a cigarette without saying a word.
All I could think about was getting home quickly and going online to play games.
"Old Zheng! Old Zheng!!"
Wang Wenge's wife, Tang Chenglan, rushed over, shouting.
Zheng Xipo stopped scolding his son and glared at him, asking:
"What's going on? Did they really cut off the power to your factory?"
Tang Chenglan stopped, panting.
After catching her breath a few times, she waved to Zheng Xipo, signaling him to follow her away from the crowd.
"Go back to your mother's house and help her wash the dishes. If you dare come home and play video games, I'll smash your crappy computer!"
After yelling at his son's back, Zheng Xipo turned around to look at Tang Chenglan.
He and Tang Chenglan's husband, Wang Wenge, were old colleagues at Dafeng Factory and had known each other for more than ten years.
Because Wang Wenge was impatient and hot-tempered, he couldn't keep anything to himself and always consulted Zheng Xipo about everything.
Therefore, Zheng Xipo always knew that Wang Wenge and his wife's furniture factory, which was no different from a small workshop, was started with the help of relatives.
The relatives were in charge of sales, and the couple only needed to bring people along. They were not afraid of getting dirty or tired, and worked day and night to process and manufacture counterfeit imported furniture.
The so-called 'furniture factory' was actually just a rented, unused auto repair shop in the village. They bought a batch of second-hand equipment and started hiring people to produce furniture.
How could a family-run furniture factory that doesn't even have a registration certificate possibly pay attention to environmental protection and fire safety?
Cutting wood not only generates noise but also produces a lot of sawdust.
Painting and staining wood requires a large amount of barrelled paint and chemical raw materials.
Zheng Xipo visited their furniture factory and found that the noise was particularly piercing, the odor was extremely pungent, and the sewage was being discharged directly into the ditch.
Large quantities of wood and paint buckets were piled up haphazardly in the factory area, with no fire prevention measures, dust and noise reduction, or pollution emission treatment whatsoever.
The neighborhood committee had previously conducted an investigation of the small workshops and factories in the surrounding area.
Considering that it is not easy for ordinary people to start a business, and that most of the workers hired are rural people with little education.
Therefore, instead of imposing huge fines, these small workshops and factories were required to stop production and relocate as soon as possible.
However, China's accession to the WTO not only led to a surge in foreign trade orders, but also caused the economies of many coastal provinces and cities to take off.
As more and more people earn money to buy houses, many industries such as furniture, home appliances, decoration and building materials naturally benefit as well.
With orders pouring in, how could Wang Wenge and his wife not want to make money?
In particular, other small workshops and factories in the surrounding area have not stopped production.
Ever since.
Wang Wenge and his wife ignored the warnings and organized the workers to continue working overtime to catch up on production.
As for relocation...
That's even more impossible.
Not to mention how much money we'll lose if we stop production.
They haven't yet accumulated enough capital to invest in building a fully-equipped furniture factory in the suburban industrial zone.
Most importantly, they believe that this large urban village area contains hundreds of small workshops and factories of all kinds, employing at least several thousand workers.
How can you just shut it down or relocate it like that?
If they really move away, how will many locals continue to make money by renting out factory buildings and housing?
Even if they were willing, the locals who would suffer significant losses would not be, and would inevitably stand up to protest and oppose it.
Therefore, they firmly believed that it was impossible for the Jingzhou Municipal Government to shut down and relocate without paying a single penny in compensation or subsidies, and thus they continued to organize production.
however……
No one thought of it.
Before New Year's Day, the Jingzhou Municipal Government still issued a notice.
The requirement is that all small workshops and factories without legal permits cease production and relocate within one month.
Otherwise, a series of measures will be taken, including but not limited to power outages, water outages, road closures, fines, and detention.
It was precisely because today was the due date that Zheng Xipo asked Tang Chenglan as soon as he saw her if the factory had been cut off from electricity.
Upon arriving at a secluded spot, Tang Chenglan, her hair still covered in sawdust and dust, and reeking of paint, said with concern:
"They haven't cut off the power yet, but they've issued an ultimatum!"
"They said this is our last warning, and the power and water will be cut off in 24 hours!"
"If you remain obstinate and continue to engage in illegal production, we will be investigated and prosecuted!"
"At that point, it won't be as simple as just being ordered to stop production and relocate; they'll definitely face jail time and fines!"