EBE Chapter 232 One-cut cut!
Chapter 232 One-cut cut!
In less than ten minutes, they arrived at the office building.
Song Ying parked the car, locked it, and took Ling Jie's hand as they walked towards the production department on the second floor. Once inside the office, the two of them sat down on the sofa.
When Section Chief Zhou saw them arrive, he didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point.
"Song Ying, Huang Ling, did you see the news on TV? The army has reduced its personnel, and our factory's orders have been cut in half. We don't need to produce as much fabric, so we don't need as many workers. The factory leaders and the city have been discussing this matter for a long time."
The final decision was to merge Workshops 1 and 2 into a Production Department. Older employees would retire, and younger employees would take their place. Huang Ling would join the Production Department, and Song Ying would be appointed as a team leader! "Because your children aren't in the textile system, and there's no issue with your positions, that's why we called you two over."
Huang Ling looked at Section Chief Zhou's serious face, her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly asked, "How old is considered old?"
Section Chief Zhou adjusted his glasses, his tone calm yet undeniably authoritative. "For employees over forty-four, the leadership will consider halving their pay. From now on, our factory will no longer accept children of employees, nor will it accept graduates from technical schools and textile schools."
Upon hearing this, Huang Ling and Song Ying exchanged a glance, both seeing shock and worry in each other's eyes, and the office fell silent for a moment.
Upon hearing this news, Huang Ling immediately pictured Xiao Min from the Wu family.
Xiaomin had been interning at the factory for more than half a year and was about to graduate from technical school. Everyone thought that her job at the cotton mill was a sure thing, but now it's all gone.
Huang Ling also mentored many interns, and through spending time together, they developed a deep bond.
Thinking of those energetic children, Huang Ling's brows furrowed deeply. "Section Chief Zhou, these interns have been interning at the factory for over half a year now, why are you abandoning them?"
The interns Song Ying used to call her "Master" all the time, which warmed her heart. But now she was facing such a change, and she really couldn't accept it and didn't know how to tell them.
Song Ying was emotional, and her voice unconsciously rose a few decibels.
"If they just refuse to accept us like that, what will happen to these kids? Yesterday they were talking about going on a trip to Shanghai together before they officially start working. Is the factory just going to abandon these kids like this?"
Section Chief Zhou gestured for Song Ying to sit down. "Song Ying, please sit down! There's nothing we can do about this. When we received the notice from above, we were shocked and helpless. The factory held many meetings before we accepted this reality."
Upon hearing Section Chief Zhou's words, Song Ying immediately exploded. "You leaders are quick to accept things, but what about the laid-off veterans and the interns? How can they possibly accept this?!"
She stood up, placed her hands on the table, and stared intently at Section Chief Zhou.
Huang Ling quickly stood up, grabbed Song Ying's clothes, and hurriedly explained, "Song Ying, calm down, Section Chief Zhou. Song Ying is just worried about these veteran employees and interns. You know her personality; she has no bad intentions. Please don't take it to heart."
Section Chief Zhou was also upset and sighed heavily. "Shouting and yelling won't solve anything. This is a decision made by the factory and the city, and my child is graduating from textile technical school this year."
After speaking, Section Chief Zhou slowly took off his glasses and wearily pinched the corner of his eye.
It was almost eight o'clock when the two of them came out of the factory.
The streetlights under the office building cast a dim, yellowish glow in the night.
Seeing Song Ying walking forward blankly, even forgetting about her bicycle, Huang Ling felt a pang of anxiety and dared not let Song Ying ride the bike.
"Song Ying, the bicycle!"
Huang Ling shouted loudly, but Song Ying seemed to have lost her soul and did not hear Sister Ling's words at all, and continued to walk straight ahead.
When Sister Ling reached out and grabbed her, Song Ying finally came to her senses. "Sister Ling," she said, her eyes filled with confusion and helplessness.
"Give me the car keys, and I'll take you home on my bike!"
Song Ying sat in the back seat, clutching Huang Ling's clothes, staring blankly as the street receded rapidly.
Song Ying's voice was trembling with tears; she truly didn't understand what was going on.
“Sister Ling, I entered the cotton mill when I was sixteen. Back then, everyone said that the cotton mill was a good company. The factory had good benefits, a kindergarten, a school, and a factory hospital. You could work at the cotton mill until retirement. Everyone thought that the cotton mill could take care of its employees for a lifetime. How did it become like this? They just cut it off all at once!”
Huang Ling pedaled her bicycle hard, facing the cool night breeze. "Wang Yong and his wife next door are also retiring this time. Their eldest son went to work in a factory, and their second son is still in technical school. Their pensions will be less, but they'll still be enough to eat."
Song Ying sighed again. "My sister has always hoped that Xiaomin could get a job at the cotton mill. She's been interning with me for over half a year now, but I can't bring myself to ask, Sister Ling! And what about all the other interns I'm supervising!"
“Song Ying, this is not something you can decide. There is more than just one Xiao Min.”
Song Ying sat in the back seat, her eyes red and tears streaming down her face. She gently leaned against Sister Ling's back.
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The factory quickly spread the word, and the entire factory area and residential area were thrown into chaos and unease.
The atmosphere at the Wu family home was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
Wu Shanshan is currently a senior in high school and will soon be taking the college entrance examination. She does not take up Wu Jianguo's quota at the cotton mill.
Zhang Xiaomin was supposed to go to work in a cotton mill after graduating from technical school. If the policy hadn't changed, getting a job there would have been a sure thing. That's why Zhang Amei insisted on sending Zhang Xiaomin to a textile vocational high school to secure a spot for the children of employees.
I'm about to graduate from my three-year textile technical school, but the factory is no longer accepting interns!
After the news spread, parents of interns from textile technical schools and vocational high schools came to the textile factory in groups. They anxiously searched for the Party Secretary, the factory director, and the department head. Some parents were emotional and cried loudly, but the policy had already been issued and no one could change it.
If they say they won't accept it, they really won't. The cold reality is right in front of you, leaving you feeling hopeless.
Zhang Xiaomin locked herself in her room and cried incessantly while burying her face in her hands on the table.
When she took the high school entrance exam, they asked Teacher Zhuang for her opinion and advised her to attend a nursing school. However, her mother insisted on taking up the spot that her stepfather had for children of textile factory workers. At that time, she knew that her mother was doing it for her own good and for her future, so she listened to the arrangement.
But now, everything is just as Teacher Zhuang said. The cotton mill is not as good as imagined, nor is it a permanent job!
Zhang Amei has been crying her eyes out these past two days, her eyes are red and swollen from crying. She is extremely anxious, but there is nothing she can do.
Seeing her daughter heartbroken, she forced herself to comfort her. "Xiaomin, don't cry. Things aren't completely settled yet. I'll have your dad find someone right now, and Mom will definitely get you a job at the factory!"
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