“The plan has not been finalized yet, so I won’t tell you for now. In a few days, your President Yuan will ask you to attend a meeting at the group headquarters. At the meeting, he will probably mention that Wangbei Media will establish a copyright operation department, and he will also assign someone to Wangbei Media.
I'll let you know in advance that the person is borrowed from another company and will go back after helping you build the framework of the copyright operation department. You don't have to think too much about it."
"If you give me a shot in advance now, will the action be big?"
"A little bit. I'm going to the bathroom first and I'll talk to you when I come back."
Nan Yi said as he opened the office door and walked towards the bathroom.
The bathroom looked empty. Nan Yi picked a urinal at random, approached it, and was about to turn on the safety and shoot when he heard a conversation coming from the cubicle.
"Hey, tell me, is that guy who comes here often having an affair with our President Gong?"
"It's not surprising if there is. Our company is so wild that we can't just rely on Gong. There must be someone behind the scenes."
"Hey, do you think they will have sex in the office?"
"Don't make blind guesses. It's impossible. There's no way it can't be done. Why is it necessary to be so anxious in the office?"
"You don't understand this, right? That's how it's shot in the movies, exciting things in the office..."
Nan Yi finished firing a burst of bullets, turned off the safety, went to the sink, washed his hands, shook them, and then took out a handkerchief from his pocket with two awkward fingers to wipe his hands.
Back at the office of Wangbei Media, Nan Yi found Tianxian at the front desk and asked in a low voice, "Do you remember the workstations of the two men who just left?"
The fairy answered neatly, "The third seat in the first row at ten o'clock, and the middle seat in the second row at three o'clock."
Upon hearing this, Nan Yi glanced back, memorized his workstation, and returned to Gong Xue's office.
"Sales is the third position, and graphic design is the fourth position. When these two people are promoted in the future, the assessment standards should be stricter. They are too talkative and not smart enough."
"What's wrong?" Gong Xue asked suspiciously.
"Nothing, just gossiping about us in the bathroom."
Gong Xue said nonchalantly: "The mouth is on someone else's body, just chat."
"What's important is not the gossip, but the place they choose. Gossiping about company leaders in the company bathroom shows a lack of confidentiality and crisis awareness, as well as rigorous thinking and self-control, and a lack of a correct understanding of the workplace.
Nowadays, it is different from the past where you have to work in the same unit for your entire life. If both people are useful, once they realize their shortcomings and correct them and become mature, they will most likely jump to a new place and start anew, rebuilding their image from the first sentence they say.
This process will be accelerated if they know that their gossip has reached you.”
“What if it’s not available?”
"No, you should train yourself first, and then call the HR department in to train them. High salaries and high benefits need to be supported by high profits, and high profits require high efficiency. High efficiency mainly depends on high professionalism, not high intensity.
Hiring unqualified people is not just a waste of an employee's salary. If it is not good, the highly professional platform system will be damaged."
"Xiao Nan, you are always so pessimistic about things. Can you be a little more optimistic?"
"The ancestors of the Nan family are related to Hugo, and have always lived in a miserable world. They cannot be optimistic."
"Hugo?"
Gong Xue was confused by Nan Yi, and her thoughts were limited to the acquaintances around Nan Yi, so she didn't react for a while.
"You forgot, Lao Wei, didn't we have supper with him at Guijie last year? We had spicy crayfish, and you ate a whole plate by yourself."
Gong Xue hit Nan Yi and said with a red face: "Hateful!"
"hey-hey."
After finishing the serious topic, the two chatted about some less serious topics and some trivial things. The dog of Gong Xue's neighbor downstairs peed at her door, some annoying people always took her most convenient parking space, what flowers were planted in the garden of the house in Austria, the convenience store she opened there was not doing well, and it was the tax season again, and she couldn't find many bills...
Gong Xue can talk about things like this with great interest.
Nan Yi listened attentively, and from time to time he would curse the annoying people that Gong Xue mentioned. You have to be reasonable at work, but not in life. You just have to be reasonable.
After staying at Wangbei Media until five o'clock, Nan Yi went to the door of Liu Zhen's unit, holding an umbrella, and under the drizzling rain, he changed the channel and continued to pretend to be a good man.
…
The next day.
Nan Yi arrived at Peking University on time to gather. After getting on a Santana, he was sure that there were three people going to Fengtian together: him, Li Yizheng, and Zhao Lulu. He didn't know why they should gather together. Why not just meet at the airport or the station?
"Nan Yi, have you arranged your affairs?" After the car drove out for a while, Li Yizheng said to Nan Yi who was sitting in the passenger seat.
Nan Yi turned around and said, "Teacher, everything that can be arranged has been arranged. Some things cannot be arranged in advance. I can only ask my secretary to fly to Fengtian in advance so that any emergencies can be solved immediately."
Speaking of which, Nan Yi still has some doubts in his mind. Li Yizheng went on a long trip without anyone to take care of him. Looking at this situation, he and Zhao Lulu have to serve as personal secretaries as well.
Li Yizheng did not comment, as if he had not asked anything, and continued at his own pace: "We will not contact the local government when we go to Fengtian this time. We will go directly to the Northeast Machine Tool Factory as soon as we get off the plane. Nan Yi, do you know anything about the Northeast Machine Tool Factory?"
Nan Yi nodded thoughtfully, "Teacher, I don't know the details. I just heard some news about it in the streets of Fengtian."
"It doesn't matter, just tell me as much as you know." Li Yizheng said with a smile.
"I know that the predecessor of the Northeast Machine Tool Factory was a mining machinery repair factory of the Mitsubishi Group of Japan. Before liberation, the factory itself had a group of experienced workers who were skilled in operating machinery. In addition, the large number of machines purchased by Japan for mining laid a good foundation for the establishment of the Red Proletariat.
After the liberation of Northeast China, this factory returned to us, but at that time all the valuable machines in the factory were taken away by the Soviet revisionists, and the equipment left behind was in a dilapidated state. Except for the spring plant that could resume production, the factory buildings of other manufacturing plants were damaged to varying degrees. There was almost no complete equipment, and production was impossible.
Later, due to the establishment of the Batumi, the imperialists were determined to destroy us and implemented the notorious Iron Curtain Plan against us. However, this led us, who were always striving for self-improvement, to embark on the road of industrial self-improvement. We overcame all difficulties and were indomitable..."
Li Yizheng interrupted Nan Yi and said, "Nan Yi, I'm not asking you to give a report on stage. Be brief and omit unnecessary sentences."
"Okay." Nan Yi smacked his lips, sorted out his thoughts, and continued, "In the 1950s, the Soviet revisionists assisted us, and the Northeast Machine Tool Factory was designed according to the model of the Moscow Red Proletarian Machine Tool Factory. At that time, the Northeast Machine Tool Factory was the most advanced machine tool factory in the socialist camp except for the Soviet revisionists.
In 1955, it was approved by the National Acceptance Committee and officially put into production.
Since it went into production, the Northeast Machine Tool Factory has created many firsts, including the country's first metal national emblem, the first tractor, the first bicycle, the first machine tool, etc. The first lathe in China independently developed by the red proletariat was also drawn on the RMB.
The thirty years from the early 1960s to the late 1980s were the glorious period of the Red Proletariat, which supported half of the domestic machine tool industry and made significant contributions to the development of my country's economy.
However, when I went to Fengtian in 1992, I heard several workers in a restaurant saying that the red proletariat was in a recession. I was not sure exactly how it was.
Later, I read in the newspaper that Northeast Machine Tool Factory and the other three of the Eighteen Arhats of the Nation merged to form Northeast Machine Tool Co., Ltd. Since last year, our country has launched the preliminary battle to enter the WTO, the tariffs on imported machine tools have been lowered, the country's doors have been opened, and the domestic mid-to-high-end machine tool market has been conquered by foreign CNC machine tool companies with more advanced technology.
As the market opens up, more flexible private enterprises are making efforts in the low-end market. Teacher, to be honest with you, I just formulated a plan to invest in private enterprises in the domestic machinery industry and submitted it to the board of directors. It has been approved, and the first phase of 60 million US dollars of funds is already being mobilized. "
"Haha." Li Yizheng smiled softly, "The word 'guarding the country' is a good idea. The eighteen machine tool companies can indeed be said to have supported the industrial foundation of our country. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the guardians of the country. Nan Yi, do you think the development of domestic private enterprises in the field of machine tools is promising?"
Nan Yi nodded, "From the perspective of pure capital investment and returns, yes, I am optimistic about the development of private enterprises in the field of machinery. Private enterprises are more hardworking, more flexible, and more service-oriented. They will change themselves according to customer needs."
Li Yizheng: "Do you think private enterprises can support the domestic machine tool industry?"
"Teacher, athletes with disabled legs can only participate in the Paralympics, and we can't expect them to break world records in the Summer Olympics. Domestic private enterprises are born with physical disabilities and acquired mental disabilities, so it is difficult for large-scale leading technology companies to emerge. No industry related to technology can be supported by private enterprises, and the heavy burden still falls on state-owned enterprises."
Li Yizheng: "Since you know this clearly, why don't you invest in state-owned enterprises? Only a small number of state-owned enterprises have performed poorly. Most of them can still guarantee you a good return ."
Nan Yi weighed the pros and cons in his mind, and finally gave the truth, "Teacher, the personnel relations in state-owned enterprises are too complicated. Before the funds are put into use, a lot of energy needs to be spent on background checks on the target enterprises. After the funds are put into use, people need to be sent to supervise that the funds are used where they should go. The manpower, time, and financial costs will be very high.
Most of Green Core Development's funds come from foreign funds, and the company needs to be responsible for the funds and ensure that the funds can generate a minimum return every year. Doing this can only prevent the owners of the funds from blaming it, but it will not satisfy them.
For me personally, achieving this step only proves that I am qualified to sit in my current position and can get the basic salary. If I want to get bonuses and dividends, I must create a more substantial profit.
If I can only get the minimum salary in a certain year, I will immediately be put into a passive state of observation. If I still don’t make any improvement in the next six months, what awaits me is a letter of dismissal.
After being fired, my resume will look terrible, and it will be impossible for me to find another job with the same salary. I can only be demoted and start working my way up again from the bottom, and I may never be able to get back to my current position in my lifetime."
Li Yizheng hesitated for a moment and said, "You seemed to have told me before that Green Core Development is your company."
Nan Yi said calmly: "Teacher, being a boss is strictly speaking also a job, not to mention that I am a special boss. I have always regarded myself as a professional manager."
Li Yizheng nodded and said no more.
Nan Yi turned his head and looked straight ahead. He could not do anything else but wander in space.
Zhao Lulu hasn't spoken a word since she got in the car. At this moment, her eyes were on the back of the passenger seat, and no one knew what she was thinking.
Arriving at the airport, boarding the plane, and getting off the plane, Nan Yi did not see anyone coming to pick them up until they walked out of Fengtian Airport. Nan Yi was responsible for calling a taxi, and the group came to the Northeast Machine Tool Guesthouse in Gangxi Square.
Gangxi Square is located in the center of Gangxi District, a landmark of Fengtian. It is a good place for Fengtian people to carry out entertainment, leisure and cultural activities. The conditions of the guesthouse opened here will naturally not be bad.
Nan Yi took the key and entered his room. He looked around and walked to the window, wondering what Li Yizheng was up to.
If it was a business-to-business inspection, there should be someone to greet us at the airport. If it was a private inspection, why did we have to stay in the current guesthouse? Moreover, the room was prepared in advance and was not a temporary room just booked.
After thinking for a while, Nan Yi put the matter aside temporarily. Li Yizheng had just said that there were no plans for today and he could move freely.
After making a phone call and waiting for a while, Nan Yi arrived at the door of the guesthouse.
A red Santana taxi and a Toyota MPV, which the people of Fengtian called "Bullet Head", were already parked there.
Nan Yi got on the red mulberry in front and said hello to the driver, "Dagang, it's time to upgrade."
"Brother, please don't laugh at me. I'm still a taxi driver." The driver, Dagang, whose car Nan Yi had hired in the past, tilted his head and said to Nan Yi: "Brother, are you here to do business this time?"
“I guess so.”
"You come to Fengtian to do business only when you are desperate. Big brother, I'm not talking about you..." Dagang explained, and continued, "Fengtian is not the same as before. Life is not easy for everyone, and there are more people who do evil. Just in March, the accountant and cashier of the First Feed Factory had just returned to the factory after withdrawing money from the bank. They were robbed at the factory gate by three masked men with guns. Two of them died and one was seriously injured."
"Has the person been caught?"
"After more than 20 days of searching the entire city, we finally found the person."
"It's good to be caught. It's quite scary."
"Brother, don't go to the small dance hall this time. If you want to have fun, go to the big dance hall in the hotel. The small dance halls outside are too chaotic. The young people are too aggressive and will start fighting over a disagreement. They don't care about the severity of the attack. Even though you have people with you, you will definitely suffer if you are caught."
Nan Yi smiled and said, "Thanks for the reminder. I was planning to go to the Xinnongken Ballroom where we were last time."
Dagang is a very honest person. He gave Nan Yi a detailed introduction to the current situation in Fengtian, which factories are in trouble and how much wages they can pay, what figures have emerged in the underworld, and that Liu Xiangdong, whom Nan Yi knows a little, has become a big brother-like figure.
Taxi drivers are a very experienced profession. They are out and about every day and hear and encounter a lot of things. Moreover, taxi drivers are the protagonists of many bizarre stories of this era, including seeing ghosts, romantic encounters, murders, robberies and so on.
Taxi drivers today are high-income earners, but this is also a high-risk profession. The probability of being robbed is extremely high. If they go out in the afternoon, they may not be able to return home safely in the early morning of the next day.
Nan Yi was thinking about something when Dagang had already parked his car downstairs of Qi Ying's house. He went upstairs carrying the prepared souvenirs and arrived at Qi Ying's door. He found the door was open and bursts of fragrance wafted out of the kitchen.
Slippers, Nan Yi put his feet into the slippers that were already prepared on the ground, and felt something strange. He couldn't see it just now, but now he could feel with the soles of his feet that the slippers had been worn countless times.
Men's slippers, Qi Minghui is not at home, there is a story!
Putting the souvenir on the dining table, Nan Yi tiptoed into the kitchen, got behind the busy Qi Ying, and said in a pinched voice: "Old Qi, I'll wait for you on the kang."
Hearing this, Qi Ying didn't even turn his head and spat at Nan Yi: "You are still young, playing such tricks."
"Ha, did that man call you Ah Ying?"
Qi Ying turned down the heat, turned around, and rolled her eyes at Nan Yi, "Nan Yi, do you have a dog's nose?"
"Haha, I guessed it right, Lao Qi, you are still so coquettish even at your old age?"
"Go away, am I that old?" Qi Ying said with a mixture of shame and anger, revealing a bit of the loveliness of a young girl.
"Not old, not old at all." Nan Yi shook his head and glanced at the stove. "The dishes are almost done. I'm not someone else. Stop busying yourself and start cooking now."
"The kitchen is full of fumes. Go sit outside first. I'll be right there."
"OK."
Qi Ying said immediately, and two more dishes were served. When the two of them sat down at the table, there were already five dishes and a soup on the table, and a five-jin plastic pot full of wine was placed on the edge.
"Why did you drink it in bulk?"
"I drank this from the Laolongkou factory, but I never had the heart to drink it. Only today when you came did I feel like taking it out." Qi Ying said as he opened the lid of the plastic jug and poured two bowls of wine.
"You're saying that a little bit empty. If you put it in a plastic bottle, even good things will become bad." Nan Yi picked up the wine bowl and smelled it, then put it down. "It smells good, but it's a waste for me to drink it. To this day, I can only distinguish between good wine and bad wine, but I still can't tell the difference between good wine and bad wine."
"Don't waste it. If you don't come today, I will call you in two days." Qi Ying picked up the wine bowl and said, "Take a sip first."
Nan Yi drank a sip of wine with Qi Ying, put down the wine bowl and asked, "Is it about Minghui's matter?"
"Yes and no. He's back and wants to take Minghui to Germany. He didn't care about the child for so many years, but now he's suddenly concerned about the child. I'm sure he has bad intentions."
"Old Qi, you can't say that. Your ex was not a good person to you, but Minghui is his son, so it's not necessary." Nan Yi said casually without thinking too much about it. After all, Qi Ying was not someone who was easy to talk to, so her words of "not caring" were most likely false.
Qi Ying sneered, "Nan Yi, you don't know that he remarried in Germany a long time ago and had another son and a daughter. How could he still think of Minghui, the child he abandoned?"
"He has children in Germany?" Nan Yi was surprised and had some bad thoughts in his mind.
"Um."
Qi Ying picked up the wine bowl and took a big sip.
Nan Yi pondered for a moment and said, "I thought your boyfriend had made it big in Germany and wanted to take Minghui over to raise him to inherit his fortune. Since you said you already have two children, then this possibility is very low. Do you want to hear a bad guess?"
"you say."
Qi Ying took another gulp of wine.
"Organ transplant technology is very advanced now. As long as you can afford the medical expenses, it is not difficult to get a kidney or something like that. Before an organ transplant operation, you have to check whether they are compatible. The comprehensive compatibility between brothers is very high, and the compatibility between half-siblings is also higher than that between people who have no blood relationship."
"Asshole, he's planning to do this?" Qi Ying cursed.
"Don't worry, I'm just guessing." Nan Yi protected Qi Ying's wine bowl and moved it to the center of the table. "Besides, no matter what that person is planning, you won't want Minghui to go to Germany, right?"
"I raised the child with great difficulty, and he wants to take her back. It's just a dream."
"That's it. Just tell Minghui that there is such a possibility. Tell him that with one kidney missing, he will most likely become a cripple for the rest of his life. Strenuous exercise, getting married and having children will basically have nothing to do with him." Nan Yi said, then suddenly paused and asked, "Are you sure that person has never sent you money, called you, or written to you?"
"What do you think I am? An unreasonable shrew? If he had cared about Minghui, I wouldn't be so angry." Qi Ying said.
Hearing this, Nan Yi slammed the table and said, "You son of a bitch, you are such a piece of shit. I will help you punish him. Find someone to seduce his current wife and have two pairs of twins in three years. Then let him raise four more children. When the children are adults, give them a surprise and tell them that the children are not his."
"Puchi." The laughter broke the gloom on Qi Ying's face, "This is a great idea, let's do it."
After Qi Yingle was happy for a while, Nan Yi said, "Okay, it's not a big deal. Minghui is already an adult. He is a sensible child. He knows what is good and what is bad. But does Minghui know what you are talking about?"
"I don't know the specific person, but he knew about this matter and he didn't object."
"So, you plan to take back the red envelope from that year?"
"No, you have to pay me back double." Qi Ying said, laughing, "I'm kidding, you're already so old, even if you can really make it that far, you won't do it in a big way."
"What's up with that guy?"
Qi Ying: "He is one year older than me. His wife has been gone for more than ten years. He has a daughter who is two years younger than Minghui."
"Go out, or where to go?"
Qi Ying: "I'm sick, I'm gone."
"Does his daughter object to your relationship?"
Qi Ying frowned, "I don't quite agree. I came to my place to make trouble once."
Nan Yi smacked his lips and said sarcastically, "Tsk, I'm really worried about your parents. Raising a daughter is such a disadvantage. Before she even has a chance to grow up, others have already taken advantage of her."
"Nan Yi, don't take advantage of me." Qi Ying raised his eyebrows and spit, then relaxed and said calmly: "You are already this age, what else can you take advantage of? That's it."
"I understand."
Nan Yi picked up the wine bowl and clinked it with Qi Ying's. They both took a big sip, and the wine went down their throats. They put the current topic aside tacitly.
Qi Ying: "You didn't explain clearly on the phone, what exactly are you doing here this time?"
"I don't know myself. This time I am just a follower. There is a boss above me, and I am waiting to receive his orders."
Qi Ying: "Boss?"
"Doctoral supervisor."
Qi Ying said with emotion: "You and Liu Zhen are really amazing. You can still calm down and study. I haven't touched any books since I graduated."
"It's OK if you praise Liu Zhen, but not me. When I was a kid, I came across an idiom called quoting classics. When I understood its meaning, I thought, it would be great if I could write something that people would quote. But when I grew up and became more mature, I found that this goal seemed a bit difficult.
So I went to look up the "Cihai" and finally found an idiom with a similar meaning to "quote from classics" but slightly less difficult, which is "quote extensively from various sources".
When I arrived at university, I found that I seemed very close to my goal. It turned out that the textbooks I studied were compiled by our teachers. After exploring for a while, I summed up a way to achieve my goal. After graduating from university, I would take the postgraduate entrance examination, and then take the doctorate exam. After graduating with a doctorate, I can work hard to become an expert. Once I become an expert, I can also be cited in many fields.
If one day a girl points her finger at you and says, "All women with the surname Qi are bad," don't panic or rush to refute her, because she might be quoting what Nan said."
"Hahaha, you're still so good at talking nonsense." Qi Ying laughed for a while, and then said with emotion: "Nan Yi, you haven't changed at all, you are still the same as before. I sometimes think of the two big patches on your buttocks, two pieces of shirt cloth sewn on blue pants, you're so smart to think of that."
Nan Yi chuckled, "You are young and ignorant. Excuse me, excuse me."
"Old Wu, what should I order tomorrow?"
At Wu Renpin's house, Wu Meifeng and Wu Renpin were also having dinner.
"You can prepare whatever you want. As long as it's made by you, Nan Yi will say it's delicious." Wu Renpin was eating while thinking about something.
"Nan Yi was just being polite. We can't take it seriously. It's a rare occasion for him to come here, so we should prepare some delicious food."
"Nan Yi wants to eat something that he can't get, so I tell you to just prepare whatever you want." Wu Renpin paused and said, "Let's make starch noodles. Nan Yi really likes this."
Wu Meifeng thought for a while and said, " Okay, let's make noodles with starch and a few other dishes. Old Wu, I asked someone and found out that the prices of paintings in your home have increased a lot. Now any painting can be sold for tens of thousands."
"There's nothing strange about it. Nan Yi always thinks three steps ahead when doing things. When he asked you to buy it, he must have thought of the situation today." Wu Renpin put down his chopsticks and lit a cigarette. "I sold breakfast, and later you sold soda and second-hand bicycles. Everything was arranged by him for us. Everything was just right. We stepped on the edge of the line and would not cross it.
His perspective on issues, his interpretation of policies, and his understanding of the economy are all very sharp. If I were to switch places with him, the headaches I’m facing now would probably not be a problem for him.”
Wu Meifeng recalled: "Old Wu, you've been busy at work all day, so don't think about work when you're at home. Relax and worry about it tomorrow."
Wu Renpin rolled the cigarette into the ashtray and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
After leaving Qi Ying's house, Nan Yi came to a small stall of an old snow chicken cart, leaned over the small glass archway and looked inside, "Master, how much are the chicken racks?"
"Which one do you want?"
"This shiny thing, is it smeared with honey?" Nan Yi said, pointing at a chicken rack.
"No honey, just sugar. Two dollars. Want it?"
"It's really expensive. This is a small one. I can buy three for one dollar at the market."
Nan Yi had promised Wu Renpin that he would give him 500 million at any time as long as he asked. At the same time, he was also thinking about earning 500 million in Fengtian. Obviously, he was overthinking it.
Although the Kenzhi Group almost monopolized the supply of chicken racks in Fengtian, the terminal retail price of raw chicken racks was only 50 cents for large ones and one dollar for three small ones. Even if it was a business with no capital investment, it could not make 50 million even if it sold hundreds of millions of chicken racks a year.
As for the Laoxue brand chicken truck, the franchise is doing well, but it also doesn't make much money. The only money it makes is from supplying chicken racks and recipes. Ge Cuizhu has even thought about backing out.
"You buy raw chicken racks at the market, but I make these for you. The materials, labor, and rent are all free, so I didn't make much money from you."
"Okay, okay, can you help cut it?"
"No need to cut it, it tastes better when you tear it apart."
After some communication, Nan Yi walked slowly along the road carrying the chicken rack. After a while, Han Zhenhe, who had rushed over, walked side by side with Nan Yi.
“Are the results in?”