He worked with the dealer of one Japanese brand, the director - brother of the 90s, who became regional oligarchs.
May - July 2009, in the country the rise, cars are flying, from one car show a month sold up to 380 cars. The margin is more than 20%, money is a river.
In the body shop line one and a half months ahead. 2 brigades, working for 20% of the cost of the norm - hour, according to the schedule of 2/2.
The men can and want to work, on their own initiative come to work with the bedrooms, after the closure of the workshop work until 3 - 4 nights, then sleep right in the workshop until 8 in the morning, and again in the fight.
As a result, an unprecedented increase in the profitability of the body shop, and the average salary for brigades is 140,000. Then the new "four" in the salon was 125k.

The time comes for the payments of the SP, the notice is carried for the signature of the General, and then it was broken. “The caretaker? So much money?! Fuck them, not for 140,000!” Attempts to report that they all work for 1/5 of working hours, and that each, having earned 140, brought the company 560 - are ignored. As a result, the verdict: to pay 80k, and in the future to establish this amount as a salary ceiling.

It is clear that immediately after that the “night shifts” ceased. At exactly 20:00 the brigade stood up and left in full composition. And by the end of the following month it turned out that 80k guys produced weeks for 3. And try to force something to do a master who knows for sure that he will not be paid for this work. At the beginning of the month, the car cost 3 days. After 20 numbers, from a week to two. Even if you suck. Everyone is doing something, turmoil, no one is sitting without work, but the repair is not moving. Yes, and I, as the master of the workshop, understood them perfectly, so I did not want to punish them completely.

As a result, a month after the wise decision of the general, the total net profit of the shop fell by 2 times. The director crashed and metal, but there was a second wave: rumors about a long repair flew through not the biggest city faster than the wind, and the people began to go to other auto salons. A row in a month and a half quickly dried up to 3 - 5 days. Following the clients came the master. Then well a lot where paid, and good bodybuilders were always on the weight of gold.
As a result, in 4 months, the net profit of the shop fell from 8.3 million to 3.1 million.
On Mondays, the General broke his hair out of his ass and metal thundered: "Where is the profit? Where is the sale of spare parts? Where is the product, where are the customers? All the fines! Cancellation of Cancellation! Cut the lunch! I will teach you to work!!
I don’t understand, a piece of shit.

I retired in August, when employees were leaving every day. The car salon survived, and still operates, but in terms of revenue is barely much above the threshold of repayment.