Although what happened at Hongxing Factory had nothing to do with Li Ye, he still called in favors to find out what was going on.
It turned out that after the twenty Hongxing Factory employees returned at the end of last month, several skilled workers led by Qi Old Si had successively applied to transfer jobs, some even simply applying to resign.
But Han Jinqu would not approve either transfers or resignations. Wasn't that infuriating?
After all, resigning meant giving up all their accumulated years of service and starting over at First Branch Factory like raw recruits.
Yet even so, Han Jinqu coldly dismissed them with one sentence: "Hongxing Factory raised you. Don't even think about it."
What was that supposed to mean? It was clearly a case of, "Even if you die, you'll die in my hands."
Qi Old Si and the others were furious. They repeatedly went to Han Jinqu to reason with him, but Han Jinqu simply held their personnel files hostage.
As the head of a factory, could he not keep a few poor workers in his grip?
But Han Jinqu had never imagined that if he had promptly let Qi Old Si and the others go, he would at most have lost a few key production workers. Instead, his constant suppression and control filled Qi Old Si and the others with resentment, which quickly spread throughout the factory.
"At First Branch Factory, the monthly salary is at least three hundred yuan. Meals in the cafeteria cost just over two yuan a day. The twenty of us were there for twenty-six days, and each of us got two hundred and fifty-five yuan. That was only an allowance, without even considering rank."
"Our factory originally had the best chance, but Han Jinqu cared only about his own