Chapter 4 Foreign Enterprise Labor Contract

People feel refreshed when happy events occur.

In the past six months, Xu Dayou bought five meat buns for breakfast for the first time. While chewing them, he strolled to the agricultural machinery station.

The old station manager was repairing the diesel engine and was a little confused when he saw this.

His colleague, since he was sent to the agricultural machinery station, has been frowning and sighing all day long. The sun is rising in the west today?

"Old Xu, what happy event have you encountered?"

"Great news, my boy has found a job."

"True or false?" The old webmaster obviously didn't believe it.

"Really, it's still a foreign company."

"Foreign company?"

The old webmaster frowned and said, "It's so difficult to get into a foreign company these days. With your son's education without graduating from high school, if he can get into a foreign company, wouldn't my grandson who is in college be able to become the general manager of Huaxia?"

Xu Dayou shrugged upon hearing this, without refuting or explaining.

His son said he wanted to sign a contract.

When the time comes, show the contract and it will be more real than anything else.

Immediately he took out the Huaxia cigarette, threw it over, and said, "Smoke."

The old webmaster didn't pay attention at first, but when he saw the sign next to the cigarette holder, his eyes widened like bells, "Oh, such a good cigarette? Did your son really join a foreign company?"

roadside.

The mayor, who was passing by on his Erba Dagong, had his ears suddenly pricked up, his soles scratched the ground, he made a sudden stop, and he looked around with a suspicious look on his face, "What did I just hear?"

…………

The old residence of the Xu family.

Xu Fei squatted on the threshold with a look of sadness on his face.

When Lao Xu joined the army, he went to the battlefield twice and could not come back for several years. The two of them met only a handful of times.

But through correspondence and getting along with him in the past six months, he easily figured out what kind of character Lao Xu was.

Be more sincere.

Accept death.

Love to be obsessed with things.

Otherwise, he would not have fallen from being a dignified deputy bureau chief to this situation.

so……

You really need to show him the entire contract.

"But I haven't even seen a domestic labor contract, so where can I get a foreign company labor contract?"

Besides.

Nowadays, there are very few foreign companies, and it is still so difficult to enter.

Not to mention Huangnigang, I’m afraid no one in the entire county has entered a foreign company...

"Um?"

"None of you have ever worked for a foreign company, so naturally you have never seen a foreign company's labor contract."

"No one has seen it, we can 'make' one!"

"As long as I use a lot of money to prove that I have joined a foreign company, and I say the contract is genuine, who dares to say it is fake?"

Xu Fei was so excited that he took out a pen and paper...

Before I took action, I suddenly thought that the most urgent task was to confirm that I had joined a foreign company, that is, to make money.

I quickly put down what I was doing, went to my neighbor's house to borrow a pickup truck, and drove straight to the scrap collection station.

They got close to each other's boss, flirted with each other, and kept talking, and finally spent 500 yuan to buy 1,300kg of scrap iron.

After that, they were taken home in batches and broken down into metal iron. Ten barrels of three-color original paint were wholesaled on the road.

After finishing these, continue to produce iron frogs.

In fact, when he was counting energy in the early morning, he tried to change the model to an 'iron needle'.

It takes 100,000 energy to exchange for the second production line. If you give 1 energy point to produce a product, then making 100,000 iron needles is far easier than making 100,000 iron frogs.

However, the core of the base prompted that the No. 1 basic production line has been bound to the 'Wind-Up Toy-Iron Frog' and cannot be adjusted.

Moreover, the formula for obtaining iron needle energy is actually:

(Material value 0 + technical value contained in the product 0 + basic value 0) x product quantity, = 0.

In other words, making iron needles does not give energy value.

This is very irritating.

However, following the lesson from the burned-out meter last time, Xu Fei did not dare to produce directly, but adjusted the power first.

Logically speaking, industrial equipment is rated power, uses three-phase electricity, and is unified to 380V. It is basically impossible to change it, and it cannot use 220V household circuits.

But the core of the base is unreasonable.

The included basic production line has an upper and lower limit for power, voltage, and current, which can be adjusted at will.

It’s just that the lower the power consumption, the longer the manufacturing time is.

For example, when household electricity is operated at full capacity, 3000W/220V/60A, 50kg of metal iron is consumed, and it takes seven and a half hours to make 1111 pieces of iron frogs.

Xu Fei really wanted to blow up the electric meter again, but look at the more than 1,800 pieces of iron frogs left in the back room. He had made so many and couldn't sell them for the time being, and they were piled up and taking up space at home, so he might as well save some money on replacing the electric meter.

While waiting for production, Xu Fei picked up the letter paper and oil pen again.

Open Economic Law, Fundamentals of Economics, and Industrial and Commercial Enterprise Management, look for cases related to labor disputes, and copy the above labor contract fragments.

Piece together, write and draw.

Xu Fei quickly discovered the problem.

I dropped out of school without a pen for half a year, and did a lot of farm work at home. My handwriting was so crooked and ugly that I almost didn’t recognize it.

"What can I do?"

"Why?"

“A Chinese contract written by a foreigner must have ugly handwriting!”

Xu Fei had a flash of inspiration and continued writing furiously.

Soon, a five-page handwritten contract was released.

"No, foreign companies are so high-end, they definitely don't use handwritten contracts, let alone letter paper."

"What's the use?"

"A4 paper? Print on A4 paper!"

“Also, I need two copies in Chinese and English!”

Xu Fei thought for a while, rummaged through the box, found an English dictionary, and with an English score of 80 points, translated the contract he had just written sentence by sentence.

Afterwards, he put the two handwritten contracts into his pocket, took back the core of the base, locked the door, and went straight to Huangnigang to find a printer.

pity.

When I asked around video stores, photo studios, printing shops, and even a few newly opened shops, all the small business owners shook their heads.

Xu Fei gritted his teeth and decided to go to the county town.

But when I arrived at the traffic management station, I found that the only minibus in the township had left as early as 7 a.m. If I wanted to go to the county seat, I would have to wait until tomorrow.

And riding a bicycle to the county seat is more than eighty miles away...

Xu Fei didn't want to suffer like that.

Sighing, I walked along the dusty cinder road and returned to Xujia Village full of thoughts.

Passing by the agricultural machinery station, I accidentally caught a glimpse of Lao Xu.

The spring breeze of reform blew into the southwest corner of Dongshan, bringing about earth-shaking changes. Even if the villages were poor, many families could afford tricycles and tractors.

As a result, agricultural machinery stations, which rely heavily on mechanized farming, declined a few years ago.

The three Dongfanghong tractors that used to be beautiful were idle in the backyard, and the front room of Nuoda's agricultural machinery station also looked dilapidated.

Even the nature of the enterprise was changed from cooperative to official, and then from fully funded to self-financed.

There is not much business in normal times, so naturally there is not much income, and it cannot support so many people, so we can only transfer jobs, lay off employees, and retire. Now there are only two formal employees left.

A father of his own, an old webmaster who is about to retire.

When farming is busy, bring a water pump to help irrigate the fields in Shiliba Village.
To be continued...