After lunch, Feng Mengrong quietly asked Chen Yazhi: "What should we do next? Do we want to arrange to sing a song or something?" At this time, he seemed to regard Chen Yazhi as his partner.

Chen Yazhi knew it well and did not point it out. Instead, he whispered: "She will definitely invite us to dinner later. Then don't follow her. Trust me, I will let you sign the contract tomorrow."

Feng Mengrong looked at Chen Yazhi's confident eyes and nodded.

What Chen Yazhi was thinking was that what he just said was a bit over the line. Although Feng Mengrong completely believed in him, it was not an appropriate approach to leave him like this.

After the three returned to the mold factory, Ma Liping said to Chen Yazhi: "Boss Chen, Boss Feng, I don't think there is any big problem with today's mold acceptance. As for the contract, I will go back and discuss it with Lao Yang. If there is no problem, we can sign it."

It’s a contract.”

Feng Mengrong was very happy to hear this, but Chen Yazhi knew that Ma Liping had left some room.

Before getting into the car, Ma Liping glanced at Chen Yazhi and saw him standing aside smoking, looking somewhere. Her heart felt empty and she blurted out: "I wonder if you two would like to honor me and have a meal together tonight?"

Feng Mengrong glanced at Chen Yazhi, as if to say, you are really a prophet. He said: "Mr. Ma, I have other arrangements for tonight, how about letting Mr. Chen go over?"

Ma Liping didn't say anything, but she looked at Chen Yazhi with expectation in her heart.

Chen Yazhi grinned and said: "Your Highness the Princess wants to make a date, so I will naturally make a date."

He made a homophonic joke, referring to an invitation as an offer, but Ma Liping didn't hear it and said happily: "Okay, I'll pick you up tonight."

Chen Yazhi gave the address and said, "I'll wait for you to pick me up."

After Ma Liping left, Feng Mengrong said: "How did you do it? You are such a cold beauty, you can do it in one day."

Chen Yazhi said with a bitter face: "He looks handsome, but he's just not good."

Feng Mengrong hit him and said sternly: "Look, if we win this order, the factory will basically survive. I have done research and found that the mainstream toys in the market are still traditional plush toys. The cost is high and the price is high.

It’s expensive and the styles are very limited.

"Our toy is the Monkey King that children like, and its limbs can move freely. Compared with the current Transformers, the price is much cheaper. Parents will naturally be willing to pay for it."

Chen Yazhi listened quietly and said, "What you're worried about is that we don't have the manpower yet. And with just one set of molds, the production capacity can't keep up."

Feng Mengrong nodded and said, "Yes. It was great to fire Old Man Ding, but he also took away the workers."

Chen Yazhi said: "Technically, with you here, it shouldn't be a big problem. On the manual side, I can help you solve it. I know many classmates who have graduated from high school and are already looking for jobs."

Feng Mengrong said at this time: "Last time you talked about technology investment, I think this matter is still feasible."

Chen Yazhi didn't answer, he was waiting for the other party to continue to explain the conditions.

Feng Mengrong said: "Look, how about you invest in shares with technology, accounting for 30% of the total shares?"

Chen Yazhi thinks that 30% is a very high ratio, but he is no longer satisfied with technical shares. He previously proposed that he wanted to invest in technology, but it was just a test. Now that he heard Feng Mengrong take the initiative, it proved that in addition to technology, he also

There were other places that caught his fancy.

However, if he only invests in technology based on technology, he will easily be kicked out once it becomes big in the future. Therefore, he wants real equity.

So I asked: "How to divide the management rights?"

Feng Mengrong was stunned. He had actually thought about this before. Thirty percent was just a dividend ratio, but he must have 100% of the actual management rights. He said: "You also want the management rights?"

Chen Yazhi nodded. There was no need to make too many detours in this matter.

Feng Mengrong said: "How do you want to divide it?"

Chen Yazhidao: "I will provide a sum of funds and need actual management rights."

When Feng Mengrong heard what he said, he didn't have much preparation.

The factory itself was built on the basis of his father's connections. Although it may not be possible to make it big in the future, it is certain to make money.

Giving Chen Yazhi a high proportion of technology shares was already a good proposal. However, he suddenly asked for actual management rights, which was far beyond his expectations.

He could only say: "I need to go back and think about this."

Chen Yazhi was not in a hurry.

He knew that after dinner with Ma Liping in the evening, they would also talk about the scope of future cooperation with Super Mold Factory. By then, Super Mold would inevitably require a large amount of start-up capital.

It seems that his father cannot provide much financial support, so the only way is to raise funds externally.

Then you can get the first-come-first-served position and get a good proportion of the shares.

Of course, a toy factory cannot make a Speedmaster mold factory go public.

What really made Super Mold Factory so prosperous was probably Feng Mengrong’s father’s personal connections.

However, the value of this resource has not yet emerged.

Because of this, Chen Yazhi had the opportunity to join Super Mold Factory as a pioneer at this time.

Chen Yazhi patted Feng Mengrong on the shoulder and said: "I am eighteen years old this year, a few years younger than you. I will call you brother from now on. We are both still young, and there is still a long way to go."

Having said this, Chen Yazhi pointed to the horizon and said: "Our goal is the sea of ​​stars."

Feng Mengrong was affected by his two words. Although he was a few years older, he was actually just a college student who had just stepped out of school.

Chen Yazhi said: "We will talk about the stock purchase in two days. The top priority is to capture Ma Liping first."

"Get Ma Liping?" Feng Mengrong couldn't understand.

Chen Yazhi did not say clearly that if he captured Ma Liping, he would capture the entire Taoyuan Toy Factory. He just said: "Wait for my good news."

...

After returning from Super Mold Factory, Chen Yazhi lay down in the room and slept for a while. He guessed that the night would not be particularly relaxing.

Li Mei came back and saw her son sleeping soundly again. She couldn't help nagging: "I haven't been home all day, and I sleep when I come back. The ground is so dirty. Don't you know how to clean it up?"

Chen Yazhi laughed and said: "Mom, yesterday, you said you were reluctant to let me work. Today, I will sweep the floor."

Li Meidao: "Didn't you go play cards all night last night? You've already relaxed, so you can't help with the work."

Chen Yazhi felt warm in his heart. He had never understood the hardships of his parents before. When he understood the hardships of his parents, he had no chance.

He got up from the bed and started to tidy up the house.

Most houses in rural areas have mud floors. Those with better conditions can be paved with bricks or poured with cement.

Chen Ya's house has a mud floor. When I was sweeping the floor, I couldn't get it clean, which made me a little anxious.

When I saw the ants on the ground, I found it interesting again, so I squatted on the ground and poked the ants with weeds.
Chapter completed!