"Then, thank you for your care, leader."
Chai Jin picked up the cup and bowed it in a seasoned manner.
"You're welcome, you're welcome, we are all easy to talk to."
"Young man, the winery business is not going well, so you have to be patient."
"I wish you a prosperous business."
Kong Xiangdong is cunning, but not greedy.
Daoxiang Winery is a negative asset in the city, and they have actually mobilized some companies to take over it.
But do these entrepreneurs like it?
The current trend of corporate restructuring is growing, and there are so many good assets waiting for others to take them.
Why do people come to take away a small factory that has been losing money for several years?
In this case, what is there to gain?
Liu Qingwen
One cigarette is enough.
There are many such small leaders currently. They hold key rights in their hands, and with the wave ahead, they don't care about the future of the factory.
This has resulted in many state-owned assets being sold off at low prices.
Of course, in the reincarnation of heaven, if you take it, you will spit it out soon.
Chai Jin has no intention of judging the behavior of these people. As long as you don't hinder me, I can solve it with money within my ability.
Try to use money to solve the problem as much as possible.
A drinking party, late at night.
Late at night, Zhang Aimin rode the factory's delivery tricycle to deliver the goods.
Liu Qingwen drank so much that he fell unconscious and fell asleep in the factory kitchen.
I am sitting in a dream related to the general manager.
Chai Jin also drank a lot, but he had too many things on his mind and his head was unusually clear.
I was walking back and forth in the small winery alone, not knowing what I was thinking.
In the next few days, factory director Zhang Aiming went through the procedures in the relevant departments.
I signed a contract with an annual contract fee of 20,000 yuan.
Signed with Zhang Aimin's name.
Chai Jin signed a shareholding agreement with Zhang Aimin.
Completely transformed into the boss behind the winery.
But what's a bit strange is that Chai Jin is not as hot as he imagined.
The next few days were spent doing farm work at home.
But every night after I came back, I would write and draw a lot of things under the kerosene lamp.
By mid-October, all the geographical rice crops had been harvested.
The millet was dried in the sun, and after the public grain was handed over, only some cotton cash crops were left.
You don't have to rush to collect them, so you have a lot of time.
Chai Jin, who had disappeared for several days, finally started to make connections.
First, I talked to Zhang Aimin about recruiting more workers.
Zhang Aimin was very puzzled.
Generally, after someone else contracts a restructured enterprise, the first thing they do is to lay off employees, save money, and start over.
It's good for you, but you will have to recruit people as soon as you come up.
Not only that, he also asked Zhang Aimin to speed up the production of grain wine when the second season of rice was just coming on the market and the price of millet was cheap.
It is said that it is necessary to increase sales in time for the Spring Festival, the peak season of the alcohol market.
Zhang Aimin had a lot to say, but Chai Jin was the boss, so he could only do what he said.
Carloads of millet were brought into the factory.
Within three or four days, more than 40 people were quickly recruited into the factory.
The originally deserted factory suddenly became lively.
Only Zhang Aimin was worried.
With so many people to support in the factory, the inventory of wine produced is also growing.
If this continues, there will be problems with the factory's capital chain.
Xiaochai is walking on the edge of a knife. How come it has been so long and there is still no movement at all?
Until mid-November.
A big news suddenly broke out in the world.
The Soviet Union, the big brother of socialism, officially declared a state of national emergency.
Many people who care about international current affairs understand that this superpower may be on the verge of disintegration.
Chai Jin is busy every day.
When he saw the news, he had just come out of the Yuanli County Glass Factory and was in a fast food restaurant.
According to Chai Jin's request, the glass factory made ten thousand 100ml small wine bottles.
The wine bottle is very distinctive, flat, suitable size and comfortable to hold in the hand.
Holding the chopsticks in my hand, I suddenly remembered the talented person who changed cans on the plane in my previous life.
Didn't this talented person quickly seize this wave of opportunities after the collapse of the Soviet Union?
This is the ancestor of the White Wolf with empty gloves.
I'm reborn, can I do the same thing?
Chai Jin was a little excited.
Even if the winery is successful, money will come in slowly.
Now that he is reborn, there is no chance of letting go of any wealth opportunity.
What Mou Qizhong was able to do in his previous life, I can do the same.
Many people around me lamented what happened on TV.
Chai Jin was the only one who remained silent, thinking about plans on how to make money.
After eating, Chai Jin ran to the packaging factory again.
After paying him for some custom-made packaging materials, he only had less than two thousand yuan left out of the tens of thousands of yuan he had.
The working capital in the factory is also on the verge of collapse.
If this wave of success fails, something big will happen when the factory pays wages next month.
Because the wages of people No. 70 and 80 cannot be paid at all.
Not to mention having to hand over the contracting fees to the relevant departments.
Chai Jin is playing a reckless lunatic game.
Standing on the bustling streets of Yuanli County, Chai Jin was waiting for someone to come over.
He had never smoked in his previous life, but for some reason he suddenly wanted to smoke.
So I went to buy a pack of cigarettes and unpacked them. Looking at the urban area that had just passed the gray era and had a hint of color, my heart felt like a frenzy.
More than twenty minutes later.
A pleasant voice came from the distance: "Chai Jin, here."
Chai Jin looked up and saw his sister's friend Wang Xiaoli.
Today, Wang Xiaoli is dressed very innocently.
Her two ponytails were rippling in the wind, and her nose was very straight.
The thin long-leg pants perfectly outlined her thighs.
Chai Jin watched from a distance and suddenly understood why Liu Jun was so obsessed with this girl.
And suddenly I understood why they all called her Factory Flower.
If she were dressed up a little more, Chai Jin thought that this girl would definitely have the beauty to captivate a country.
The bicycle stopped in front of Chai Jin.
Wang Xiaoli patted the back seat of the bicycle lively: "Let's go, I'll take you."
Chai Jin smiled and shook his head: "I'd better ride. I don't like having a woman take me on a bicycle."
Wang Xiaoli's eyes are like very beautiful almonds.
I was very smart and thought for a while: "Okay, you ride the bike."
"Hurry up. I begged our factory director for a long time before he was willing to see you."
"It's only ten minutes, it's up to you to control it."
After Chai Jin got on the bicycle, he turned around and smiled: "Thank you, Sister Li."
"Why are you being polite to me?" Wang Xiaoli muttered in a low voice.
The lighter factory is the last link in the promotion plan of Chai Jin Winery.
Crucial.
If everything goes well, Chai Jin believes that the winery will come back to life immediately and enter a period of explosive development.
If this road is not opened, all Chai Jin's previous efforts will be in vain.
And he also has to enter a very passive situation.