The following days were just a set of meetings on meetings for this conquest of the East. Being one of the leaders of the project gave me an immense satisfaction. I started really from the factory, I had been for a whole year behind the frames to try to understand how they work and what was better. Even now, that I spent in the office, I still had a great relationship with the workers. I respect them, and vice versa. In fact, workers were some of my friends to spend evenings with me talking about how they could have lower bills and make ends meet better budgets. Who better than they knew how to save the company time? They were the ones to help me force myself to the attention of my head. They had a lot.
The general manager talked about this project, which finally took concrete form as a historical event. We actually arrived with us in China at least ten years later than our competitors'. The time for us and for our industry were not the best and this project seemed a last resort really. We were able, thanks to our policy of cost, to prevent mass layoffs and also try to expand abroad. The Director-General
dwelt at length on the fact that five Chinese workers produce twice twenty Italian laborers and produce better. I had a start. Workers' rights were essential for me. If you really had to keep wages low we should at least ensure decent working conditions and safety. None of those present supported my speech. We went to China for its power free to exploit these favorable conditions, in exchange for extortionate profits. Applications of frames increased dramatically, it was said that a big company would commission one thousand frames by assigning the contract after a competition. If we had moved in time we could certainly take the contract. I did not speak. It was practically impossible to do a thousand looms in China at reasonable prices, without amortize start-up costs.
On the sidelines of a meeting taken aside the Director-General. I told him that many of our factory workers were only six hours instead of eight because work was scarce. We could have used those two hours of these workers to put together the first frame and then maybe finish them in China. Fortunately transportation costs were virtually zero for us being able to have a couple of corporate aircraft. The general manager smiled at me and said you could not do, had already been calculated five trips between Italy and China to carry everything they needed for production, and increase the loads would have breached the budget.
I went home with almost five trips, he would have moved the whole factory to China. Here we would produce what? This story I filled square.
While I was absorbed in thoughts of my work, I called Monica. I asked to see us.
course in everything that was going on there too and his proposal of marriage. Do not even returned home. I went directly to her.
met me without even giving me time to say a word. He kissed me passionately. It made me excited in no time. Very little time, time to get into bed and disappeared completely. It was strong, it was hectic, was schizophrenic, was repeated several times. I was sweating great drops of sweat, exhausted me, but I continued. Like if I wanted to throw in all the frustrations of her work, the difficult situation. We fell exhausted after the fourth time. I had never happen to not have anymore. I slept a little, while she went into the kitchen to prepare something to eat.
While I was turning in my bed eye fell on a small box of medicine on the nightstand. It was the birth control pills who took Monica. Out of curiosity I pulled out of the blister.
I stopped.
shivered.
I tried to understand.
was.
Monica was a fortnight that no longer took the pill. Exactly when he asked me to marry her. It was clear. He wanted to frame me in some way. He wanted to get pregnant and then get married, stop me from leaving.
I was furious. What was I supposed to do. Go to her in the kitchen and turn over the furniture, pots, pans. Instead I do not know where I found a quiet innate.
I dressed. I went to her in the other room and sat down at the table said
"You think you're ready to have a child?"
She froze. He turned.
"But ... but what are you saying?"
"I'm wondering if you think you are ready to have a child"
She tried to pretend to smile.
"It means that the parties and not marry me, so then we will have a child?"
"No!"
I was frozen, then added
"I mean, that a child is not a way to frame me. To force me to marry you and grow. Only, you know, I am a bit 'romantic. For me, a son and the fruit of love, not a sleazy blackmail. "
" What are you saying? "
I took out the blister of pills. She opened her eyes. Had been discovered. There was nothing I could hide now. She burst into tears. He knelt down I begged for forgiveness. He said he was going to have an abortion if she had been pregnant, but I would have to be with her.
was another shameless blackmail. I greeted her. I went home to find an answer to all that mess. I wanted a simpler life or a little 'more boring at least.
The general manager talked about this project, which finally took concrete form as a historical event. We actually arrived with us in China at least ten years later than our competitors'. The time for us and for our industry were not the best and this project seemed a last resort really. We were able, thanks to our policy of cost, to prevent mass layoffs and also try to expand abroad. The Director-General
dwelt at length on the fact that five Chinese workers produce twice twenty Italian laborers and produce better. I had a start. Workers' rights were essential for me. If you really had to keep wages low we should at least ensure decent working conditions and safety. None of those present supported my speech. We went to China for its power free to exploit these favorable conditions, in exchange for extortionate profits. Applications of frames increased dramatically, it was said that a big company would commission one thousand frames by assigning the contract after a competition. If we had moved in time we could certainly take the contract. I did not speak. It was practically impossible to do a thousand looms in China at reasonable prices, without amortize start-up costs.
On the sidelines of a meeting taken aside the Director-General. I told him that many of our factory workers were only six hours instead of eight because work was scarce. We could have used those two hours of these workers to put together the first frame and then maybe finish them in China. Fortunately transportation costs were virtually zero for us being able to have a couple of corporate aircraft. The general manager smiled at me and said you could not do, had already been calculated five trips between Italy and China to carry everything they needed for production, and increase the loads would have breached the budget.
I went home with almost five trips, he would have moved the whole factory to China. Here we would produce what? This story I filled square.
While I was absorbed in thoughts of my work, I called Monica. I asked to see us.
course in everything that was going on there too and his proposal of marriage. Do not even returned home. I went directly to her.
met me without even giving me time to say a word. He kissed me passionately. It made me excited in no time. Very little time, time to get into bed and disappeared completely. It was strong, it was hectic, was schizophrenic, was repeated several times. I was sweating great drops of sweat, exhausted me, but I continued. Like if I wanted to throw in all the frustrations of her work, the difficult situation. We fell exhausted after the fourth time. I had never happen to not have anymore. I slept a little, while she went into the kitchen to prepare something to eat.
While I was turning in my bed eye fell on a small box of medicine on the nightstand. It was the birth control pills who took Monica. Out of curiosity I pulled out of the blister.
I stopped.
shivered.
I tried to understand.
was.
Monica was a fortnight that no longer took the pill. Exactly when he asked me to marry her. It was clear. He wanted to frame me in some way. He wanted to get pregnant and then get married, stop me from leaving.
I was furious. What was I supposed to do. Go to her in the kitchen and turn over the furniture, pots, pans. Instead I do not know where I found a quiet innate.
I dressed. I went to her in the other room and sat down at the table said
"You think you're ready to have a child?"
She froze. He turned.
"But ... but what are you saying?"
"I'm wondering if you think you are ready to have a child"
She tried to pretend to smile.
"It means that the parties and not marry me, so then we will have a child?"
"No!"
I was frozen, then added
"I mean, that a child is not a way to frame me. To force me to marry you and grow. Only, you know, I am a bit 'romantic. For me, a son and the fruit of love, not a sleazy blackmail. "
" What are you saying? "
I took out the blister of pills. She opened her eyes. Had been discovered. There was nothing I could hide now. She burst into tears. He knelt down I begged for forgiveness. He said he was going to have an abortion if she had been pregnant, but I would have to be with her.
was another shameless blackmail. I greeted her. I went home to find an answer to all that mess. I wanted a simpler life or a little 'more boring at least.
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