Volume 4: The World of Great Conflict Chapter 0488 Calculating People
"Yesterday, the construction site of the old building renovation project on Aixian Street poured the roof overnight. As a result, a worker named Zhou Moumou died suddenly. When we were cleaning up the database, we found a doctor's diagnosis on him. The worker who died suddenly had advanced liver cancer and didn't have much time left. The company is about to formulate compensation standards for him, and we need your guidance, Nansheng."
"I asked you to post a notice, and you used Zhou, what alias do you want?"
"Nansheng, you misunderstood. The worker who died suddenly was named Zhou... Moumou, the Mou in strategist."
"Oh, how long has Zhou Moumou worked in the company?" Nan Yi asked.
"A total of 3,061 working hours."
"According to the standard of creativity, a construction worker cannot work more than 12 hours a day. I considered Zhou Moumou to be the most hardworking person. He worked full hours every day without a day off, so he had worked in the company for at least nine months.
In nine months, if I am not mistaken, he has made it to the pre-employment physical examination, the year-end physical examination, and this month's mid-year physical examination. Can you explain to me how a worker with liver cancer can continue to work? "
"This is because the people below fail to enforce the system effectively. Perhaps out of kindness, they turn a blind eye," Zhu Youren explained.
"Out of kindness? If you have good intentions towards Zhou Moumou, then you are full of malice towards the company, right?" Nan Yi picked up a shrimp dumpling, put it in his mouth, chewed it and said, "It's a good thing for a person to have a kind heart, but if you want to do good deeds, you should pay out of your own pocket, don't just think about asking others to help.
He took the reputation of a good man for himself, but it was others who paid for the money and worked hard. Why does all the good things in the world have to revolve around him?
Investigate thoroughly and find out the person responsible. I don't care what reason you use, you must fire him and then give him a bonus of 5,000 yuan to reward his kindness.
I hope that after going through this incident, he can still maintain his kindness, but don't let him harm me, let him harm others.
This is the way to punish those responsible. As for Zhou Moumou, tell me about his family situation."
"Zhou Moumou's mother is still alive, but she is not in good health and has to take medicine all year round. His wife works in an electronics factory in Chai Wan and does not earn much. He has three children who are still very young. His family lives in a public housing estate in Shek Kip Mei and their life is not very good."
"How old is Zhou Moumou?"
“I’m 42 this year.”
"What kind of work?"
"Ordinary construction workers, not skilled workers."
"etc."
Nan Yi put the phone on the table, asked the waiter to bring paper and pen, and started calculating.
The daily wage for construction workers in creative professions is HK$120. The normal working hours are 8.5 working hours. If there are no accidents, the working time can be 9 months a year.
After rounding off, the total number of days you can get paid in a year is 275 days.
120*275=33000
33000 * 18 years = 594000 ≈ 600000
If you get paid without doing any work, you have to give me a discount, so I'll give you 20% off.
600000*0.8=480000
After the calculation, Nan Yi crossed out the number "480,000" and wrote "48+2" on the paper, then picked up the phone and said, "Pete, listen carefully, the compensation will be paid according to the standards set by the company, and in addition, you will give Zhou Moumou's family a condolence payment of 500,000 in your personal name.
Listen carefully, this is in your personal name, not the company's name. This money is not compensation, but humanitarian compensation. To put it bluntly, you are being kind and righteous, and you feel pity for them because of the age difference.
In addition, the company will bear 480,000 yuan out of the 500,000 yuan, and the remaining 20,000 yuan will be deducted from your salary.
Safety operations on construction sites are of paramount importance. For the entire Creativity Real Estate, no matter how big the business becomes in the future, I will give you three death quotas a year. If there are more than three, I will hold you accountable.
Also, 500,000 plus compensation is a huge sum of money. Even if it is not made public, the news will definitely leak out. Money is attractive, and I am afraid that someone will take the risk.
Creativity All construction sites will have new slogans hanging up, which will read: 'When working on a construction site, remember to be safe. If an accident happens, your parents will be left alone, your wife will sleep with you, your children will be beaten, and your compensation will be spent.'
Instruct every team leader to emphasize the safety regulations to the construction workers before they go to work every day. They must wear safety helmets, masks, work gloves and work shoes, and make sure to take all safety measures.
Anyone who does not comply with the safety regulations should be severely punished. Let lawyers participate in the redefinition of the penalty and reward clauses of the safety regulations. The fines should be as high as possible within a reasonable and legal range. The construction workers should be fined once and for all, and it should hurt them deeply. "
"Nansheng, if the fine is too severe, the construction workers will complain." Zhu Youren said.
"Let them complain if they want to. If they don't want to work, let them find another place to work. As for bricklayers, the best are from Jiangsu Province in the mainland. Send people to northern Jiangsu to find a few counties with a large number of bricklayers and directly contact the county labor bureau to discuss labor export with them."
"Nansheng, this is a good idea. Workers from the mainland are obedient and hardworking, so the expenses will be lower. In addition, we can also make friends with the local governments in the mainland and prepare for the future." Zhu Youren said, and then made a change of direction, "But I'm afraid the Labor Department will have an opinion of us."
"I didn't ask you to use all the construction workers from the mainland. You can use them interchangeably. We should do our best to do what we should do. When facing the construction workers, we should be upright, but we should not agree to their unreasonable conditions endlessly.
Okay, let me put it this way, once Zhou Moumou's matter is dealt with, give me a report."
"yes."
As soon as Nan Yi hung up the phone, Nan Ruoyin, who was sitting opposite him, asked, "Dad, was there an accident at the construction site?"
"Well, someone died. That person had terminal cancer."
"Dad, isn't 500,000 yuan a bit too much as compensation? I'm worried that someone will deliberately die on the construction site." Nan Ruoyin said worriedly.
"What you said is unavoidable. Some construction workers who are trapped in a difficult situation and have nowhere else to go will definitely go to extremes. It is not surprising that more people will die on the construction site in the second half of the year. After this one is compensated, the next one will also have to be compensated, and the expenditure on creativity will definitely increase.
But we cannot refuse to compensate simply because of the increase in expenses, even though legally we have no obligation to do so, because the compensation that creativity will give far exceeds the compensation provisions of Hong Kong law.
Ruoyin, most construction workers are the backbone of a family. The whole family depends on them to earn money. If a construction worker loses the ability to make money, the whole family will be affected.
Because they have no money, their children will drop out of school early. Without a good diploma, they will not be able to find a good job, or even no job at all. In order to survive, boys will become laborers and girls may go to Bowling Street. Their lives will be completely changed.
Therefore, we must be responsible for our construction workers and give them adequate compensation if anything happens. Even if this leads to a loss of creativity and subsequent bankruptcy, we must adhere to this principle.
At most, we will not build houses ourselves in the future, but only focus on acquiring houses from outside.”
"A gentleman has things he should do and things he shouldn't do." Nan Ruoyin nodded.
"Yes, we don't seek to be saints, but we can't bully the poor. If you want to make ruthless money, you can go to the stock market, which is a battlefield for intelligence and capital. Since you have to go down there, you must be prepared to jump off the building if you lose everything.
There is no need to have any psychological burden to make money in the stock market. If you can get more people to jump off the building without breaking the law, Dad will only praise you and will never scold you. "
"Dad, what if I lose?" Nan Ruoyin asked with a smile.
"Haha, as long as you don't play all in, Dad will stab you in the back. At most, if you become a shareholder through stock speculation, Dad will take over the company. What you lose on the stock, Dad will help you make from the dividends from the company's operations, and then I will prop up the stock price and cash it out."
"Hehe, Dad, then don't tire yourself out."
"What can I do? I'm your dad. I've been taking care of your poop and pee since you were one year old. I'll keep wiping your thing until I die."
"Dad, you're so nice."
Nan Ruoyin stretched out her hands, clapped them, and waited for Nan Yi to give her a hug.
"Okay, continue eating, little girl. Don't be a liar. The world is only in your mouth."
"Hehe, my world is not just in my mouth. I will use my feet to measure this world. Dad, I want to go to all the places on earth that can be reached."
"You definitely have time to go. From the age of 20 to 25, your father gave you a period of rebellion and debauchery. In those five years, you can do whatever you want. Whether you want to be a backpacker to get to know the world, or become a mercenary, or just eat, drink and have fun, it's all up to you.
You can do whatever you want within certain limits, but you know where the limit is, right? "
"I understand. There are things you should and shouldn't do."
"Yeah, that's it. You're a rich second-generation and a genius, so you should have privileges. You must spend your best years recklessly. When you've had enough, you can get back on track and do what you should do."
"Dad, what if I kill myself?"
"Lake Hong has waves upon waves. When the first wave dies, the next wave comes. Dad will put a red stamp of "Dead" on your file and replace you with someone else to continue training. By the way, if you want to die, die quickly and don't waste Dad's precious time."
"Hmph, Dad, I'm your daughter, and blood is thicker than water." Nan Ruoyin said with her eyes wide open.
"It's not like your dad strangled you to death. Didn't you die on your own?"
“Yes.”
Nan Ruoyin's expression relaxed. She snatched a piece of bean curd roll from Nan Yi's chopsticks and stuffed it into her mouth.
Nan Yi shook his head and picked up another piece from the bowl.
After having morning tea, Nan Ruoyin went to do her own thing, while Nan Yi went to a shrimp fishing restaurant on Hoi Kwong Street in Quarry Bay.
Indoor shrimp fishing is very popular in Taicun. Not many people do this in Xiangcun, but there are a few shrimp fishing restaurants. The one in Nanyilai does the best business, but there can't be too many customers on weekday mornings.
When Nan Yi arrived, there was no customer in the store except the boss. The boss even temporarily poured a bucket of shrimps into the shrimp pond.
There are many kinds of baits with strong fishy smell in the store, including chicken hearts, chicken livers, sheep hearts and sheep livers. Nan Yi chose shrimp as bait, boiled beans and burned bean pods, and used shrimp meat to catch shrimps.
After the bait was put into the pond, Nan Yi continued his usual style and took out a book to read.
The school beauty would come to Nan Yi from time to time to report on the progress at Nan Guo Bank.
Today, the Southland Bank has launched a warning shot to the enemy, launching an investigation into Jiang Wenwei and Liang Bing. We can't let them stay still, we have to get them moving.
In the past two days, Jiang Wenwei has been very busy. He met Zhao Shixian every day. This grandson used Nan's money to speculate in Nan's stocks and flirt with Nan Yi's girls, as if he had Nan Yi in his hands. He was really going too far and was not polite at all.
When Nan Yi picked up the third Macrobrachium rosenbergii, the school beauty came to Nan Yi again.
"Liang Bing asked for leave because she was not feeling well. Five minutes ago, Jiang Wenwei went to the corridor to make a phone call to Liang Bing. Our people did not dare to get too close, so we did not hear the whole conversation. We only heard him advising Liang Bing not to panic."
"Well, judging by Jiang Wenwei's patience, nothing will happen during working hours, but maybe something will happen at night. A little later, if we find a paparazzi to follow us, we will have a rare chance to film the murder."
"clear."
The first day was calm and nothing happened as Nan Yi expected.
The next day, Nan Yi continued to fish for shrimps. Liang Bing did not go to work and did not ask for leave. Jiang Wenwei still went to work as usual.
At 10:07 am, Liang Bing called Jiang Wenwei and then took a taxi to the airport. After arriving at the airport, she did not enter the airport lobby but turned back.
At 11:26 in the morning, Liang Bing called Jiang Wenwei again in the tea restaurant, probably to talk about her not leaving. After hanging up the phone, Jiang Wenwei kicked the trash can three times with a fierce look in his eyes.
At noon, Nan Yi continued to eat shrimps at the shrimp fishing restaurant.
In the afternoon, Liang Bing went in and out of her and Jiang Wenwei's love nest, went to the flower shop and the vegetable market, probably preparing for a candlelight dinner; Jiang Wenwei continued to work, but was a little restless.
In the evening, Jiang Wenwei and Liang Bing had a candlelight dinner. Nan Yi's people were feeding mosquitoes in every corner. Nan Yi sat in the car parked on the side of the road in Cape Collinson, studying Jiang Wenwei's information under the reading light.
The car was parked near the only way to Potingzha Mountain, which is the wilderness closest to Jiang Wenwei and his love nest. There is a large area with few people, which is an ideal place to kill and bury the body.
There is also a workshop halfway up the mountain, which has oil drums and electric welding machines. Based on Jiang Wenwei's intelligence, he should be able to think of how to make full use of these things.
"Nansheng, the hamburger is here."
At 7:30 in the evening, the school beauty got into the car carrying a bag.
“You eat burgers yourself?”
Nan Yi rummaged through the bag and saw only hamburgers and Coke.
"Yes."
"You have a bad stomach. Eat more stomach-nourishing foods."
"One or two meals is fine."
"You'd better be more careful." Nan Yi said, picked up a hamburger and a cup of Coke, peeled off the wrapping paper and stuffed them into his mouth.
At 8:20 in the evening, Nan Yi turned off the reading light and the car suddenly fell into darkness.
It was very quiet outside the car, with only the chirping of various insects. A car would pass by every few minutes, and the noise was very sparse.
At 11:30 pm, Nan Yi, who was already resting with his eyes closed, heard a voice coming from the intercom: "Two VIPs are here, both alive, Over!"
"Copy." The school beauty responded and turned to look at Nan Yi.
Nan Yi opened his eyes and said, "Let's go back to the hotel."
The school beauty pressed the call button and said, "Hyena, Hyena, the boss is leaving, you guys continue."
“Copy.”
After the school beauty finished her report, she immediately started the car and left.
Since Jiang Wenwei brought Liang Bing to Potingzhashan, Nan Yi’s previous expectations could basically come true. He had no interest in staying to witness a murder.
Even if things don't go as he expected, it doesn't matter. He can find Jiang Wenwei for a confrontation tomorrow, make him hand over the stocks first, and then let the police arrest him.
Southland Bank can carry out a targeted charity activity for Stanley students, a real charity activity, not buying people off. They can add some entertainment items to Stanley Institute, donate some books, improve the meals a few times, and so on, all the bright actions that can be put on the table for display.
One should be grateful to those who have helped him, and one should be grateful to those who have helped him. The Bank of South China plays the positive role, while Jiang Wenwei and Liang Bing are the negative roles. In the underworld, loyalty is the most important thing. When the time comes, there will be big brothers and sisters with great loyalty to their friends who will punish this couple.
If they have forgotten the word "righteousness", they will ask someone to teach them how to write it.
Well, no one can say that it is wrong to teach people loyalty!
After returning to the hotel, Nan Yi slept all night until dawn. The school beauty's words "I got it" whetted his appetite, and he ate one more serving of chicken feet for breakfast than usual.
Although Jiang Wenwei had just killed his "close lover" last night, he remained the same today and went to work at Nan Guo Bank without changing his expression or heart rate.
He didn't need to panic at all. With Liang Bing's death, Nan Guo Bank had no evidence to accuse him of loan fraud. At most, they suspected that he had violated the risk control department's risk control rules. Even if they wanted to fire him, they had to give him enough compensation.
Jiang Wenwei came to the office of the risk control department calmly. As soon as he sat down, his phone rang.
"Hello, I'm Jiang Wenwei."
"Hello, Mr. Jiang. I couldn't sleep last night, so I went to Pottinger Mountain and took some wonderful photos. Let's talk."
Hearing this, Jiang Wenwei could no longer maintain his composure. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he said in a trembling voice: "What do you want?"
"I don't want to do anything, I just want to make money. I'll be downstairs, waiting for you in ten minutes."
"Okay, I'll be right down."
After Jiang Wenwei hung up the phone, he forced himself to calm down, straightened his suit, and walked towards the elevator shaft. When he arrived at the gate of Southland Bank, he saw a hand reaching out of the window of a car and waving at him.
He walked over, opened the door, and looked inside the car. There was only a woman sitting in the driver's seat, and the other seats were empty. Jiang Wenwei's sharp eyes also noticed a 30-centimeter-long wakizashi on the armrest between the driver's seat and the co-pilot's seat.
"Mr. Jiang, I'm just a weak woman here. Please get in the car and let's have a good chat." The woman in the driver's seat said with a smile.
Jiang Wenwei opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat. After he was seated, he glanced at the wakizashi again.
The woman stepped on the accelerator and the car sped away.
