The cold dinner reception turned into a chilly reception.

Wearing an old-fashioned white Doliang half-sleeved shirt with a three-point beauty on his arm...

When the arms are rubbing, one hand must be in the pocket, and the gun is pressed tactically!

If it's a more private occasion, forget it.

In public, let people watch!

All of them walked on crutches. Sean, standing next to Bi Zhengchun, tried hard not to laugh.

When Bi Zhengchun was chatting, his eyes were always observing Sean's face. He always felt that this guy actually knew everything, and he just wanted to laugh at everyone's jokes!

If you don't look at the obviously white face, you will involuntarily mistake him for a Chinese.

Of course, this is Morocco, and Sean is the one who calls the shots now. Bi Zhengchun can only sigh helplessly, thinking that the blond beauty holding his hand is a junior, only his daughter...

Why is your daughter so awkward?

"Now that the country is open for exchanges, it is inevitable that Western ideas will enter the mainland, and the impact will be greater than imagined." Sean held a wine glass, and Halle Berry, who was wearing a swimsuit, held his arm, "I know

Nowadays, many people in the East yearn for the Western world and the United States, and they are vying to go abroad, mostly young people."

With that said, Sean raised his finger and pointed at the beauties, and then looked at Bi Zhengchun, "Do as the Romans do. If you don't want to become an outcast, the girls who go abroad will become like this."

"I call them easy girls!"

Bi Zhengchun looked ugly. He really did have a daughter... Thinking about his daughter turning into such an immoral look, Old Bi's head started to smoke.

What a shitty country, and then shout out for a discount on over-the-legs!

Sean successfully shattered a woman's dream of going abroad.

After chatting for a while, Bi Zhengchun still remembered the purpose of their visit and gradually brought the topic back, "Sean, how do you think about sales, starting with official procurement?"

"Official purchase?" Sean felt that he heard wrongly. Official purchase of a van?

Crazy!

"You don't think that a product will be popular after the official sets an example, right?" Sean smiled and spread his hands.

"What's good at the top will be bad at the bottom." Bi Zhengchun said matter-of-factly.

"That's right. The question is, who is this?" Sean smiled and shook his head and said, "In the east, the top is the official. This is because of the official-oriented thinking in culture. The effect of official promotion is very good, but in the capital

Doctrine has never been official!"

Bi Zhengchun was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that their thinking had become inertia, and they naturally used the East to apply the West. He shook his head and asked again: "Is it capital?"

"It's a bit general." Sean shook his head. "In the West, 'upper' is very broad, and it includes the old aristocracy, including royal families of various countries, European aristocrats, and old capitalists."

"Others include emerging capital, political families, and political upstarts."

“It may also be an idea, a trend, a racial concept, etc. There are many.”

"The social structure in the West is more complicated. It is not like the East, where there is only one concept. Everything is inferior, only being an official is high." Sean smiled and shrugged.

"Everything is inferior, but reading is superior!" Bi Zhengchun corrected.

"That's because you can become an official by studying. Well, I'm not one of those foreigners who don't understand anything." Sean reached out and patted Bi Zhengchun on the shoulder, "Making missiles is not as good as selling tea eggs, so those who make missiles are not studying.

?"

"Yes, I'm not studying. This is just a craft, just like a great craftsman in ancient times. No matter how miraculous the craftsmanship is, in the final analysis it is just a strange skill and cannot be an official, so it is natural that he is not as good as a tea egg seller.

.”

Bi Zhengchun's face turned a little dark, and Sean shrugged, "Okay, let's not talk about these conceptual things, let's talk about business. If you can come to Morocco again, then you are sure to form a joint venture."

"Yes, you are an Oriental expert, and I won't hide it from you." Bi Zhengchun calmed down and nodded, "We also have some companies abroad, but they are all aid in nature and have political significance, and this time with Sean, you

Cooperation is a purely commercial act, and everything is based on commercial standards."

"Crossing the river by feeling the stones." Sean nodded, "Then let's be more business-like and let me tell you my requirements."

"The initial step is to set up a company to implement a new sales model, Automobile Sales Service Shop 4S, a four-in-one automobile sales company that integrates vehicle sales, spare parts, after-sales service, and information feedback."

"I call it a 4S store."

"Four Sons Store?" Bi Zhengchun repeated, "It is indeed a brand new model. We have no problems."

"Okay, let's talk about the shareholding ratio. What are your requirements?"

"We come to the new sales model with a learning mentality. What we pursue is not the controlling stake but how much experience we can gain. Therefore, the shares are mainly owned by you. How about a 4:6 split?" Bi Zhengchun said with a smile.

Sean smiled and shook his head, "The market is mine, the channels are mine, the business philosophy is mine, and I don't lack funds. I only need to import cars from Hafei, so give me a concession 4

The reason for becoming a share."

"Uh..." Bi Zhengchun was a little embarrassed. Westerners speak too directly!

"Then how much did you say?"

"The reason I give you 20% is friendship. This is to express goodwill, not because I have needs in this area. Suzuki has General Motors among its shareholders, and Rockefeller is among General Motors' shareholders. Whether it is technology or production lines, I think

It's just a matter of one sentence." Sean made it clear clearly, of course, it's definitely not that simple.

Bi Zhengchun lowered his head and thought for a moment. The tone he had set before coming was that cooperation must be promoted, even if it means suffering a loss.

To suffer a loss is to take advantage. For Dongfang, this is a brand new attempt. Regardless of success or failure, some experience will be learned. For state-owned enterprises, making money has never been the most important thing. Serving the country and serving the collective.

so……

"Thank you very much for Mr. Sean's help. I have always said that you are an old friend of the Chinese people and the Chinese people will never forget you." Bi Zhengchun said solemnly.

"I hope so." Sean responded with a smile.

"Speaking of help, we have a small request, that is, can we increase the proportion of Chinese personnel in the company's personnel composition."

"Haha, it's more or less appropriate." Sean didn't care much about this. The Chinese were pretty good, smart, hard-working, obedient, and didn't make trouble even if they worked overtime.

"As many as possible, they can be regarded as Chinese authorized training personnel, and China is responsible for the salary."

"I understand that necessary local people are still needed. I will try my best to help you. About 70% of the company's middle and lower-level people are." Sean seemed to be very determined.

Bi Zhengchun seemed very happy. According to the tone set previously, everyone agreed that this aspect was much more important than the number of shares held.

"On top...?"

"This won't work. Eastern management philosophy is not applicable to Western society. In order for the company to operate normally, up to 30% of the top management can hire Chinese personnel." Sean shook his head. This is really not him making things difficult. The Eastern management philosophy is that laymen command experts.

It's really a headache.

"As for the distinction in salary, I don't think it's good. It seems like I am discriminating against Chinese personnel."

"No, no, no." Bi Zhengchun shook his head quickly, "You don't have to worry about this. We will bear the salary."

"Am I short of money?" Sean looked dissatisfied.

"This is not a matter of money, Mr. Xiaon. If we really follow your salary system, it will be a harm to us." Bi Zhengchun said with a very serious look: "Now the domestic salary is about 400 a year.

Temporary workers earn about 230 yuan. If the salary of these people who work abroad is really calculated according to your standards, it is more than 1,000 US dollars a year. How does this make the workers who remain in domestic factories think?"

Sean blinked. The salary of American staff is at least more than 1,000 a month, not a year.

"We are a developing country, and low labor force is our advantage. It is this advantage that allows our products to remain competitive enough. Workers' wages are high, so how can we ensure the profits of state-owned enterprises."

"This will break the wage structure system and do serious harm."

Raising workers' wages is harmful to the enterprise. After summarizing, Sean swallowed and nodded heavily, his face full of affirmation, "You are so right, your understanding is so profound!"

Capitalists don’t even dare to be so whimsical. This realization is simply amazing!

"Because the United States has excessively raised workers' wages, it has led to a large outflow of manufacturing industries. The employment environment of the people is very poor, the unemployment rate is high, the public security is chaotic, and the society is unstable!" Sean held Bi Zhengchun's hand and said with emotion, "This

It’s terrible. You must learn a lesson and insist on not increasing workers’ wages for 100 years!”

"Is work just for making money? Narrow-minded!" Sean's words are resounding, "Work overtime for the rise of China!"

Bi Zhengchun blinked. This sounds very mainstream, but for some reason, it always feels a little wrong.

"Just follow your requirements, and I will cooperate with you in your work. Of course, after all, you are working for our company, and we still pay the salary, um, soft sister coins, directly in the country." Sean followed the words and said: "As for in Morocco

During this period, I will arrange staff dormitories and canteens, and will also cooperate with local medical institutions on medical issues to definitely solve all the worries of Chinese personnel coming to work in Morocco!"

Regarding this salary system, Sean feels that it is actually quite good to employ all Chinese personnel.

It’s really not that he has a capitalist habit. Dongfang’s own experts have said so. What else can Sean do?

He is just a capitalist, what bad intentions can he have?

The shareholding ratio has been discussed, the labor and wage system have been discussed, and what remains is the price of vehicle imports.

"We all agree on the price, 35,000 RMB." Bi Zhengchun looked calm, but glanced at Sean secretly.

"Gift crab?" Sean's face was full of shock, "Are you kidding me? I bought this junk for $11,600. This doesn't include import tariffs, investment costs, labor costs, and profits for the Fourth Son Store. Then wouldn't I?

Do you want to start selling for $15,000?”

“Moroccans are crazy enough to spend $15,000 on something like this?”

"Uh... I'm just kidding, that's the domestic selling price." Bi Zhengchun looked a little embarrassed. 35,000 is the unified domestic selling price.

With a monthly salary of more than 30 yuan, it is strange that the car can be sold for 35,000 yuan.

"Well, our domestic selling prices are generally higher than export prices." Bi Zhengchun added, "There is a tax rebate for exports."

Sean curled his lips, there was no need to say this kind of prevarication to the common people.

During this period, the prices of domestic products were higher than those abroad, and much higher. It was not a tax issue.

In the 1980s, smuggling was rampant in Panyu, Nansha, Wenzhou, Weihai...

From TVs, washing machines, tape recorders to watches and sunglasses, you can make a lot of money by purchasing goods directly from abroad at normal prices and shipping them to the east for wholesale.
To be continued...