Chapter 315: Factory Director Position ( - 1)
Xiaofeng had originally thought only his little aunt would come over to do odd jobs, but to his surprise, his little uncle also wanted to come.
"I told him not to go to the mine anymore; it’s too dangerous," his little aunt said with a smile. "Besides, with both of us coming over, we can make thirty yuan a day, which adds up to at least six or seven hundred yuan a month, not much less than at the mine." There are thirty days in a month, but it’s impossible to have work and earn wages every day.
Even if the couple could only get wages for twenty days a month, that would still amount to six hundred yuan, and what was key was that they could take care of the kids and still tend to some of the farm work at home.
"With Wentao and his wife willing to come over, the manpower will be just enough," He Ximei had initially planned to hire three people, but with Wentao and his wife willing, two were almost sufficient.
"Dad," Xiaofeng felt that the current size was still too small, "the more I think about it, the more I feel that we should establish a processing base that integrates pickling and drying all in one."
"You make the decisions, and your mom and I will take care of the work," Su Guaizi admitted his limited capacity for such matters, not knowing how large to build the base or how to standardize the pickling and drying process.
"Right, just leave the decision-making to you," He Ximei was also forthright. "I’m too bold and careless to be a manager. I’m good with labor work, but management is not my thing."
"Uncle is good at his work; he’s very steady." If they were to build a base, of course, they needed management, and clearly, his parents were not cut out for that role.
Uncle Wenqing, having served in the military in his younger years, was diligent and polite, making him the most suitable candidate for a manager at the moment: "I’ll talk to Uncle Wenqing later and see how he feels about it. It would be best if he’s willing to take on this responsibility."
At just over forty years of age, Su Wenqing sported short hair, had wheat-yellow skin, powerful arms, and an upright figure.