Peerless Genius System

collective strike?

Xiao Luo frowned slightly. This is not good news. As soon as he took office, he went on strike collectively, probably targeting him.

"I gonna go see."

He got up and walked towards the factory under the leadership of Xu Guansong.

It didn't take long for everyone in the conference hall to know about the collective strike of the workers.

"Let's go, let's have a look too."

Chu Yunxiong became interested. As soon as he took office in Luo Fang, he presented Xiao Luo with a problem. He wanted to see how Xiao Luo could solve it, and went with Ge Zhongtian.

At the same time, the various ministers of Luofang and the managers of major stores also rushed to the factory.

When Xiao Luo came to the delivery terminal on the other side of the factory, more than 500 protesters gathered underneath, all of whom were front-line employees of the factory.

"Mr. Xiao is here. If you have anything to say, just tell Mr. Xiao!"

The security staff who maintained the order breathed a sigh of relief and shouted at the crowd.

Xiao Luo walked out with his hands on his back, and his slender and sharp eyes looked down at the protesting crowd below. An invisible pressure was like a mountain on everyone's heart, and the protest was boiling just now. It came to an abrupt end.

Xu Guansong and the first cadre ministers were amazed. Not to mention the strikers below, even they felt a lot of pressure. This invisible pressure is difficult to explain, but it does exist.

Xiao Luo's eyes swept over everyone below from left to right: "Tell me, why did you strike and protest?"

The faint voice, could not tell whether it was joy or anger.

Everyone looked at each other, and finally stood at the front, a man with a stubborn appearance and a pointed mouth stepped forward: "I heard that we have changed a president in Luofang, so come and have a look."

"Look? Okay, I'm standing here now, you can see it, then you can leave, go back to your respective positions, and don't affect the normal operation of the company." Xiao Luo smiled playfully.

The man with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks immediately changed his face and sneered: "Hmph, just want to send us off like this? Mr. Xiao, your surname should be Xiao. We are all gathered here today because we feel that the labor we have put in is not proportional to the gain,

It's not too much to ask for a salary increase, right? "

"right!"

Five hundred people roared in unison.

"We create hundreds of millions of profits for the company every year, why only give us this salary and send beggars!" The discordant voice sounded again, causing everyone to raise their fists in unison.

Chu Yunxiong raised his eyebrows and muttered to himself: "This is a big problem for Xiao Luo, Luo Fang's financial budget is about to bottom out. I have a headache."

Ge Zhongtian agreed: "No, these people are obviously taking advantage of the fire. They don't even think about it. If Luofang falls, they will become unemployed."

"There's something tricky in it!"

Chu Yunxiong smiled and didn't break it. He had already reminded Xiao Luo that Luofang's management was in deep water. The strike of these workers was not just as simple as a strike on the surface.

People die for wealth, and birds die for food. Under the instigation of people with good intentions, these employees who used to be rich in wages and bonuses became fascinated by their wealth.

"shut up!"

Lin Chong, the head of the Human Resources Department, shouted angrily, "Your salary is still low? The usual overtime plus performance accounts for more than half of the more than 5,000 a month. Even if it's bad, there are 3,500. Now the company is in a difficult period. , Many store managers only have a salary of five or six thousand, and you are still too low? Do you have any conscience?"

"Why don't they say when the company's benefits are good when they get 20,000 to 30,000 yuan? It's not their reason that the company has reached this point. It's none of our business at the bottom."

"That is, we work diligently for the company and work overtime every day. Why don't you say this."

"Luofang is almost becoming an empty shell now. I don't know if it will close down tomorrow. If I don't ask for more wages, do I still have to wait for it to close down and ask you for it?"

The group's anger was hard to dissipate, and they raised their fists in opposition and shouted loudly.

Lin Chong's mouth was invincible, his face flushed red with anger, and his body trembled.

Xiao Luo felt annoyed and amused. In ancient times, the slaves who bullied the master presumably were talking about these people.

He waved his hand and said lightly: "Since you all said so, can I ask you some questions?"

Seeing this new young CEO being so friendly, most people immediately felt a lot more confident. They felt that this was a newcomer who had just entered the society and had little experience, so there was no need to be afraid.

"Mr. Xiao is so polite. Our employees are not easy to push, too tight. Are you right?" The man with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks stood up and shouted to everyone. Obviously, he was the leader of the strike.

"Yes!" Everyone agreed in unison.

Xiao Luo looked at the man with the pointed mouth and cheeks and asked, "What's your position, salary and monthly bonus?"

In this situation, the man with the sharp-mouthed monkey-gill couldn't lie and replied, "I am the team leader, with a basic salary of 3,500, a bonus of 2,000, plus overtime pay, an average of about 6,500 a month, this is what I exchanged with blood and sweat Yes, does Xiao always think there is a problem?"

"No problem, just curious."

Xiao Luo put his hands on his back and said lightly, "Then can you tell me what the salary, bonus and benefits of the same position in other factories are?"

The sharp-mouthed, monkey-gill man immediately blushed. It wasn't that he had never stayed in other factories. Even if he worked overtime, it was far less than 6,500. Otherwise, he would not have stayed in Luofang for so long, and finally worked hard to become a team leader.

It took a long time to say a sentence: "I don't know about other factories, but I know that the treatment of taste buds is five or six hundred higher than that of our Luofang for the same position."

Although the left mouth is Mr. Xiao and the right is Mr. Xiao, but Xiao Luo is completely ignored.

"oh, I see!"

Xiao Luo's reaction was very flat. He looked at a small employee in the crowd and pointed, "Tell me about your position, salary and treatment."

Seeing that all the eyes were on the man, he suddenly became nervous: "I... I am an ordinary employee with a basic salary of 2,600 yuan, and I can get about 4,500 yuan each month."

"Then do you know the salary of other factories with the same position as yours?" Xiao Luo's eyes were cold, like a beast staring at its prey.

The man shuddered and didn't dare to look directly into Xiao Luo's eyes: "The basic salary in other factories is generally two thousand... two thousand twenty-three, the bonus may or may not be, if you get it in a month, it should be three thousand. A little over five."

"That is to say, the treatment of our Luofang is not worse than other factories, on the contrary, it is much higher than them, right?" Xiao Luo asked step by step.

The man blushed, and it took a long time to reply: "Yes... yes..."

"Ha ha……"

Xiao Luo sneered twice, and slapped his palm on the stainless steel guardrail of the shipping dock. The huge force shook the guardrail and made the guardrail buzz. Looking at the startled employee below, he asked, "This kind of treatment is the same as yours. Where does the labor cost not match?"

Angrily pointed at the group of people below, "Now is the time of Luofang's crisis, it's fine if you don't help each other, why are you still in trouble? You said that Luofang will close down sooner or later, so I would like to ask, since you all feel that The company is going to go bankrupt, what are you still doing here? People have to know how to be content and how to be grateful!"

Roaring bursts resounded in the hearts of most employees, making them embarrassed and their cheeks red. In fact, many people still have feelings for Luo Fang, but they were provoked by people with a heart to come here as swordsmen to gather a crowd to make trouble.

(End of this chapter)