Chapter 101 Undercover: Priority Promotion

Chu Zhongde stood in front of the door of the general manager's office at the Pegasus Shoes Factory. He raised his hand and knocked gently on the door, shouting loudly, "Boss!"

It was evening and the setting sun was shining behind him.

He couldn't help but think of the afternoon three months ago when the police academy's physical training day ended and Senior Inspector Feng Yaowen of the Anti-Drug Team summoned him to the school affairs office and looked at him with admiration.

"Are you interested in graduating early and helping the police force do something very important?"

Chu Zhongde looked surprised and asked tentatively, "What is it, sir?"

"Undercover, fighting drug abuse." Feng Yaowen's answer was concise, and his eyes towards the police cadet were full of encouragement.

Chu Zhongde felt a chill in his heart and straightened his back.

When he took the next step, he was already in the office of the shoe factory. He lowered his head and said cautiously, "Boss, Brother Zuoshou."

"Hold your head up, why are you looking down? The boss called you here because he has something good to tell you." The man in the left hand was wearing a suit and tie, sitting on a chair next to the tea table, with a cigarette in his mouth.

This five-story office building covers an area of less than 3,000 square feet. Each floor has two rooms and a toilet, and is more than ten meters away from the production workshop.

After the shoe factory officially started operations, we made a plan. One of the rooms on the first floor was a tea room where workers could get boiled water. In the summer, green bean soup and cooling tea were provided, and in the winter, hot tea was provided. Night shift workers had eight-treasure porridge and white fungus porridge, and they could also choose a packet of instant noodles.

Another was converted into a smoking room and equipped with a row of lighters.

During breaks, the room is packed with people smoking.

The finance department, personnel department, accommodation and offices are all located in the office building, and employees are only allowed to smoke inside the building.

Zuo Shou took out a cigarette box, opened the lid, and shook out a cigarette. Chu Zhongde stepped forward and took it with both hands, bowed his head and thanked him: "Thank you, Brother Zuo Shou."

"Ding!"

He threw the Zippo lighter with his left hand and lit his cigarette for him.

Yin Zhaotang sat on the leather sofa and handed him a letter of employment: "The company plans to promote you to workshop supervisor, with a monthly salary of 4,800 yuan. There will be a bonus at the end of the year if your performance is good."

"There are more than 200 workers in the shoe factory, but less than half are willing to work overtime. Even fewer are willing to work overtime like you. Do you have difficulties at home? Tell us about it."

"If we can help, the company will definitely help."

Yin Zhaotang tapped the cigar with his fingers, shook off the ash on the cigar tip, took a puff, and felt strange in his heart.

The factory has been in operation for three months now, and shipments and sales are basically on track. The daily shipment volume is between 1,700 and 2,000 pairs, limited by the fact that the machines are semi-automatic.

The workers' cutting and sewing speed is mediocre, and production can hardly keep up with sales.

Recently, they have started to distribute individual orders, for example, they have distributed rubber soles to idle women in the village to cut and sew, and they are paid 50 cents for each pair they deliver.

Many workers are unwilling to work overtime unless they are paid more.

The workers also have an account to pay. If they work a little less today and a little less tomorrow, the factory will have to pay them a few more days' wages for a batch of goods.

Chu Zhongde was the only one who was very willing to work overtime every night, sometimes even spending the night in the workshop. He would continue to work the next day after waking up, simply risking his life. Yin Zhao glanced at the salary list and saw that he was ranked first in overtime hours. He couldn't help but wonder, is he here to compete for the title of model worker?
The society doesn’t send out red flags!
I asked someone about his background and found out that he was a local from the New Territories, lived in Wai Nei Village, had a small family name, was 21 years old, and had graduated from high school.

This kind of talent is definitely worth cultivating. It would be a waste of talent to promote him to a workshop supervisor. Sometimes he even wondered why the sneaker factory could recruit such a talent?
Looking at the list again, I suddenly found that there was a specialist in the finance department, a warehouse manager in the warehouse, and a driver in the fleet. They were all in their twenties and had graduated from high school.

Yin Zhaotang couldn't help but fall into deep thought: If it wasn't accidental luck, then the most likely possibility was that Uncle Liao was secretly taking care of him and sent more talents to help him.

After all, as the factory business grows, there is no shortage of middle-level management positions, and it is no problem to be promoted to senior management after a few years of experience. From the perspective of employment, it is a window period, and it makes sense to arrange for the sons and nephews who are looking for jobs to try their luck.

Yin Zhaotang connected with suppliers and opened up sales channels. In the future, he only needs to grasp the shoe styles of the season and formulate the company's development guidelines. He is not stingy about sharing the cake with the people of the New Territories.
But there is also a small possibility that they are traitors sent by other gangs, trying to learn Jing Zhongyi's ways and make money.

If the sneaker factory was not a regular factory, he would suspect that the police had sent an undercover agent.

When Chu Zhongde heard that he was promoted, he was stunned at first, and then pretended to be excited and said: "Thank you, boss, thank you, Brother Zuoshou."

Yin Zhaotang said politely: "In my opinion, big boss is used to refer to those who have billions of wealth. You can usually call me Brother Tang or Yin Sheng."

"If you are called a big boss just because you opened a factory, then the word big boss is worthless."

The police force must have made preparations when selecting personnel. They sealed up the police academy files and only kept the high school diplomas. This is because the undercover officers are required to slowly display their abilities over a period of several years.

He stood out from the group of workers, joined Jing Zhongyi step by step, and participated in the affairs of the society. If there is one person among all the undercover agents who can follow up the smuggling of white powder, then the undercover plan will be a great success.

If necessary, the police force can deliberately create some coincidences and select cadet police officers with New Territories household registration.

When faced with Yin Zhaotang's questioning, I naturally had to respond.

Chu Zhongde said: "Okay, boss, I'll call you Brother Tang too. Actually, I work overtime every day because I want to earn more money to pay off my gambling debts."

You can't say it's just to find out where the white powder warehouse is, right?
Yin Zhaotang was not very surprised. He nodded and asked, "How much do you owe? Which club is it from?"

"I owe Hualong from Weinei Village 30,000 yuan," Chu Zhongde said while gritting his teeth.

"It's a pick. Thirty thousand dollars. Even if you step on the sewing machine until it smokes, you still can't catch up with the compound interest." The left hand cursed.

Yin Zhaotang was not panicked, and said soothingly: "Your name is Hualong, right? It's a very impressive name. I will ask someone to talk to him, cancel the interest, and try to repay the principal before the end of the year. Did you hear me?"

Chu Zhongde nodded: "Got it, boss."

After he left the office, he was still a little dazed. Firstly, he didn't expect to be promoted faster in the factory than in the police force. Secondly, he was afraid that his identity would be discovered by Shenxiantang.

But if you think about it carefully, the god Tang should not have noticed it, it was just a test at most.

If you leave your job as a front-line worker now, you won't have to work too hard in the future. You can just focus on your work in the company.
"Hold on, I'm here to watch him to death!"

"The promotion was for the purpose of investigating the warehouse of white powder and finding evidence that Shenxiantang was involved in the trafficking of the powder, not for the monthly salary of 4,800 yuan. Speaking of which, there is also a salary paid by the police force in my personal account every month. With the year-end bonus, can I make more than 10,000 yuan a month?"

"It is said that the company has bought three shops on Garden Street and plans to open a store to sell shoes. They are also recruiting people to increase production. Maybe you don't have to join the society. You can also slowly investigate and scrape by getting promoted in the factory."

Although the police force also promised to give priority to promotion after reinstatement, there was nothing they could do about it as the promotion letters from the sneaker factory came faster and easier.

Chu Zhongde decided to stay firmly nailed to the sneaker factory and become the deepest, sharpest and most inconspicuous nail beside Shen Xiantang.

(End of this chapter)

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