All eyes in the factory were on him.
Meng Hao, who usually preferred to be a hands-off manager, couldn't refuse Chenghua's request, especially with the man's enthusiasm.
He adopted a relaxed, indifferent demeanor, waving at the employees.
"Hello everyone, I'm Meng Hao."
"The founder of Huarong Industrial, and your future boss!"
"Um, I'm not really responsible for the day-to-day administrative work, so if you have any problems, you should still find Uncle Chenghua!"
Sticking to his principle of being a hands-off manager.
Meng Hao directly dumped all responsibility and work onto Chenghua.
Seeing their new boss was so approachable.
The previously silent employees instantly erupted in excitement.
"Wow, so this is our new owner, he looks so young!"
"I wonder if the new owner is single, my daughter is still waiting to be married!"
"Forget about your sturdy daughter... The new owner is truly accomplished for his age, having built such a fortune so young!"
"Hmph, what's wrong with my daughter... Besides, the new owner might be the heir to some major corporation!"
"If he's a rich second generation, he'd be even less interested in your daughter."
"..."
With Meng Hao's appearance.
The atmosphere in the conference room became much livelier.
Meng Hao's languid manner gave them a mistaken impression.
It seemed.
This young owner would be much easier to deal with than the rigid Chenghua.
Such an easy-going young master.
It seemed they didn't need to worry about being fired.
"Right."
"If you have any questions, you can ask them now."
"Later, I can't guarantee you'll be able to find me!"
Meng Hao said with a chuckle, half-jokingly.
Yes.
He was projecting the image of a rich second-generation heir who didn't care about managing anything.
Among them.
An employee who looked honest and upright bravely raised his hand.
"Sir, please ask your question!"
Meng Hao pointed at the employee.
"Young master, our wages haven't been settled yet..."
"You won't fire us all just to save trouble because the wages were owed by the previous boss, will you..."
This was the thought on everyone's mind.
After all.
When acquiring another company.
Paying the wages owed to the previous employees was a matter of decency.
Even if they didn't pay, it was common practice to fire them on the grounds of being former employees of the previous company, thus saving money.
Meng Hao smiled and shook his head.
"Generally, no!"
"As long as you're not a fraud pretending to be something you're not."
"As long as you can pass Huarong Industrial's technical assessment, you won't be fired... And once you pass the assessment, the outstanding wages from the previous company will be paid immediately."
"As for salary, including basic pay and other benefits, it will be around six to seven thousand during the off-season, and can exceed ten thousand during the busy peak season!"
Meng Hao said dismissively.
After all.
To expand Huarong Industrial's production capacity.
It wouldn't be enough to just acquire land, machinery, and production lines.
Everything depended on people.
Meng Hao, who was severely short-handed, naturally hoped to retain all these employees.
Furthermore.
According to the preliminary investigation by Chenghua.
These employees had good technical skills.
As expected.
As soon as Meng Hao finished speaking.
The employees immediately became very excited.
Six to seven thousand in the off-season.
Exceeding ten thousand in the peak season.
For ordinary blue-collar workers, this was already a considerable salary.
"That's great."
"The new owner is truly conscientious."
"We can actually earn over ten thousand."
"Huarong Industrial is indeed a conscientious company!"
Meng Hao smiled faintly.
Nowadays.
No one was a fool.
Empty promises were utterly useless.
If you wanted subordinates to work their hearts out for you, there was only one way: pay them well!
Meng Hao detested companies that preached "wolf culture."
Wolves travel a thousand miles to eat meat, dogs travel a thousand miles to eat scraps.
Damn it, you want employees to work their lives for you, but you don't give them meat, and sometimes you even owe them the soup.
Who would work their lives for you?
However.
There would always be rotten apples in the barrel.
Among these inherently simple workers, it was no exception.
In the back row of the auditorium's conference room.
A few ruffians were huddled together, clearly accustomed to colluding, slacking off, and even stealing and hoarding food and supplies.
"Brothers, it seems the kid on the stage is just a rich second-generation heir who's never experienced the harsh realities of society."
"The workers are usually afraid of us, so we can use them as a threat to demand a raise."
"Otherwise, we'll sabotage things and make life difficult for the workers."
It was clear.
These old rascals had a good relationship with the previous owner, Dong Jian, and might even be related.
Now.
Seeing that a new owner had taken over.
They naturally decided to bring out their old tactics of harming workers, hoping to extort money from Meng Hao.
"Boss."
"Didn't you tell us to raise suggestions!"
"So we're raising one."
"In the past, my brothers and I called the shots in the factory. Not only were these honest workers afraid of us, but even Boss Dong showed us respect!"
"How about considering a raise for us?"
"We're not asking for much, just ten to twenty thousand a month... Consider it paying for peace... When it comes to getting things done, maybe we're not great... But we're very good at making sure the workers don't have a peaceful day."
Instantly.
Silence fell over the room.
The workers cast fearful glances at these old rascals.
Meng Hao glanced at these ruffians and immediately understood.
These must be the so-called "factory bosses."
No wonder Dong Jian had run the factory into the ground.
He allowed these types to bully and mentally abuse workers.
And he considered it a form of "fear management"!
Meng Hao's expression gradually turned cold.
"Who are these gentlemen?"
"They're asking for a raise?"
"Are they technical backbones, or administrative personnel?"
Meng Hao pretended ignorance.
He asked with a look of feigned curiosity.
"Hahaha."
"Our new boss seems to not understand the situation!"
"Young master, we don't have any technical skills, and we're clueless about administrative management... But our fists are definitely hard enough!"
Seeing Meng Hao acting like a naive "newborn baby" unfamiliar with the world.
Some of the more timid members of this ruffian group, who had been hesitant to show themselves before.
Now that they had gained courage, they immediately stepped forward.
Looking at these chaotic individuals.
Meng Hao sneered.
"Oh!"
"So you're neither!"
"Then you're useless!"
"I said before, those who don't pass the technical assessment will not be hired!"
"You are fired!"
What?
How were they fired?
Those dozen or so ruffian-like individuals, filled with anger, were about to rush onto the stage.
Judging by their demeanor.
They intended to teach Meng Hao a lesson.
"Oh, you want to resort to violence."
"I'm not afraid to tell you, Dong Jian also threatened me like this before, and then I threw him out of the fifth floor."
"Everyone."
"Beat him up for me."
"This is self-defense, and we'll be in the right wherever we go... If anyone gets an arm or leg broken, I'll cover the medical expenses!"
Wow.
With the new owner's promise, why would they be afraid?
These bastards.
They used to bully the workers daily because of their familiarity with Dong Jian.
They had endured them to the limit.
"Beat him up."
"Kill him."
"Show the new owner that the workers have power!"