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Chapter 72 Scam

Jianghuai Hotel is one of the largest five-star hotels in Zhongjiang. Needless to say, it is luxurious. How can ordinary people afford such a hotel? Wang Yimin is very confused. Wang Xu has not been able to come to Jiangzhou for two months.

Come on, how could you meet such a friend?

Just as Wang Xu thought, he originally wanted to gain face for Wang Yimin, but it was obvious that the increase was a bit too much. Wang Yimin went into business in his early years. Although he was not rich and powerful, he had a small fortune and made a fortune.

Xiaocai has traveled around for many years and is very aware of the current situation of society.

But fortunately, with Tan Yunteng nearby, Wang Yimin couldn't keep asking questions. After all, there were outsiders present, and he had to save some face for Wang Xu. After asking a few questions, he couldn't get any results, so he had to give up for the time being.

Wang Yimin stopped asking, but Wang Xu asked: "Dad, what business did you and Uncle Tan come to Zhongjiang to discuss?"

"Your dad and I heard from someone that there seems to be a factory here in Zhongjiang that is contracted to make communication optical cables, so we came to take a look." Tan Yunteng said.

"The workshop is contracted to foreign parties." Wang Xu asked in surprise. He also knew that Wang Yimin had messed with communication optical cables in the past few years, but the matter of contracting the workshop to foreign parties was not that easy to operate.

Although Wang Xu is not a businessman, he also knows what this foreign contracting workshop is about. In recent years, with the economic development and the retreat of the state and the advancement of the people, many private and foreign-funded enterprises have developed rapidly. However, some state-owned factories cannot keep up with the technology.

Management fell behind, began to decline, and faced a desperate situation.

Under this situation, many factories have begun to think of ways. Some have attracted foreign investment, merged with private enterprises or foreign capital, and some have outsourced part of their workshops and handed them over to private management. In fact, to put it bluntly, it is all because of their own lack of funds.

The burden is too heavy, a measure taken out of desperation.

Although such a thing does happen, it is not something that just anyone can do. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Although these state-owned manufacturers have been losing money for many years, they are not without foundation. Some people with no background contract workshops.

, in the end most of them are meat buns beating the dogs in vain.

"Your Uncle Tan and I are just here to get to know each other. We have to wait until we meet the workshop to discuss the details," Wang Yimin said.

"Why do you remember Zhongjiang Contracting Workshop?" Wang Xu asked puzzledly.

"What are you talking about, brat? You can do anything to make money these days." Wang Yimin said angrily.

"This matter was introduced by your Uncle Yang. He contracted a soldering workshop in Zhongjiang and it has been doing well in the past two years." Tan Yunteng explained.

The name of Uncle Yang in Tan Yunteng's mouth is Yang Baisheng. He can be regarded as an old man who worked hard with Wang Yimin in the past. At first, the three of them contracted the work team together, then tore down square logs, and finally tossed the optical cables. They did a lot of work. Wang Xu

I have met him before, but this Yang Baisheng has not contacted Wang Yimin for three or four years. Why is he so kind all of a sudden?

"How much does it cost to contract this workshop?" Wang Xu asked while muttering in his heart.

"Why are you asking this? Are you still planning to help me?" Wang Yimin said angrily.

"We don't have much money, just over one million. Your Uncle Yang promised to borrow 300,000, and your dad and I will put together a little bit, which is enough." Tan Yunteng explained with a smile.

"More than one million." Wang Xu nodded. He always felt that this matter was a bit unreliable. More than one million is really not much these days. Contracting a workshop with such a small amount of money, if nothing else, whether you can make money is a matter of fact.

question.

Moreover, Yang Baisheng and Wang Yimin had not seen each other for three or four years, so they casually borrowed 300,000 yuan. In Wang Xu's memory, this Yang Baisheng did not seem to be so generous.

Although he was suspicious in his heart, Wang Xu couldn't throw cold water on Wang Yimin in front of him. Wang Yimin was high-spirited and had been in recession for the past few years. If he questioned in person, he would inevitably be reprimanded, so he could only worry more to prevent his father from being scolded.

Cheated.

While several people were talking, Wang Yimin's phone rang. It was Yang Baisheng, asking where Wang Yimin and Tan Yunteng were. Wang Yimin told him their address.

In about half an hour, Baisheng Yang arrived. He entered the business suite and saw Wang Yimin and others sitting in the living room. He laughed and said, "Old Wang, you are doing well now. You actually live in the Jianghuai Hotel. I don't even know where this place is."

Never lived there.”

"This brat arranged this, and Lao Tan and I are not willing to spend this unjust money." Wang Yimin said with a smile, and Tan Yunteng stood up as he spoke.

"Lao Yang, you are now considered to be the boss. Look, with this style, you look like a big boss." Tan Yunteng said with a smile.

"Why didn't I see the grandeur?" Wang Xu muttered in his heart. This Yang Baisheng was wearing a pair of dark blue trousers, a plaid short-sleeved upper body, a thick gold chain around his neck, and an elbow brace.

Wearing a black leather bag, he looks like either a nouveau riche or a big liar.

"Hello, Uncle Yang." Although he was sincere in his heart, Wang Xu also stood up and greeted the other party with a smile.

"Xiaoxu has grown so big, is he also in Zhongjiang?" Yang Baisheng said with a smile.

"This guy works in some affiliated hospital in Yuncheng." Wang Yimin said, and while he was talking, several people sat down on the sofa one after another.

"The Affiliated Hospital of Yuncheng is a big hospital. I heard the treatment is good. No wonder your dad is invited to live in such a good room." After sitting down, Yang Baisheng looked at Wang Xu and praised.

Originally, he heard that Wang Yimin was staying at the Jianghuai Hotel, and he felt a little guilty. But when he saw Wang Xu's clothes, he felt relieved. It was probably this boy who was trying to save his face in front of Wang Yimin.

"The salary is good, I feel relieved if I can support him." Wang Yimin waved his hand, changed his voice and asked: "Lao Yang, when will you take Lao Tan and me to the factory?"

"I'll go in the afternoon, and I'll catch the wind for you in the evening." Yang Baisheng said as he put his purse on the coffee table in the middle.

"Tsk! Lao Yang, your bag is pretty good." Tan Yunteng looked at Yang Baisheng's bag, smashed it and praised it.

"It's not of high quality, and a package worth only 20,000 to 30,000 won't be on the market." Baisheng Yang said carelessly.

"Twenty to thirty thousand." Tan Yunteng took a breath and said in surprise: "Old Yang, you are willing to give up, a bag is only twenty to thirty thousand."

"I can't help it. If I talk business with people all day long and don't carry a good bag, people will look down on me. I'm just pretending to be fat." Yang Baisheng said with a bitter smile.

They chatted for a while, and it was twelve o'clock at noon. Wang Xu originally planned to let everyone eat at the Jianghuai Hotel, but before he opened his mouth, Yang Baisheng waved his hand and said that there was a good restaurant in Zhongjiang and invited Wang Yimin and others to come and try it.

taste.

Several elders discussed the matter. Wang Yimin originally did not intend to let Wang Xu follow, but Wang Xu was worried about Yang Baisheng and insisted on following him.

The restaurant that Yang Baisheng treated to was of high quality, and the meal cost more than 2,000 yuan. When paying the bill, Yang Baisheng opened his wallet and found a lot of various bank cards inside. Wang Yimin and Tan Yunteng looked at it with jealousy.

They also worked hard together, and Yang Baisheng is now considered to be a leader.

After dinner, Yang Baisheng found a good teahouse, took Wang Yimin and others in to drink tea, made a few phone calls, and then took Wang Yimin and others to the factory where they were inspected.

The factory is called Red Star Communication Equipment. It is a large factory with many workshops inside. Yang Baisheng led Wang Yimin and others to the factory gate and registered. The security guard at the gate gave everyone a name badge, and then they entered.

to the factory area.

Yang Baisheng was obviously very familiar with this factory. He led Wang Yimin and others into the factory office area and came to the office of the deputy director.

"Haha, Mr. Yang, what brought you here?" There was a middle-aged man with a bald head sitting in the office. When he saw Yang Baisheng come in, he stood up with a smile and came over.

"Director Cheng, I have brought you two gods of wealth." Yang Baisheng smiled and stretched out his hand, shook it, and then introduced Wang Yimin and Wang Yimin.

The balding middle-aged man is the deputy director of Red Star, named Cheng Bizhong, who is responsible for workshop outsourcing. Wang Yimin and Tan Yunteng shook hands with each other politely. Cheng Bizhong enthusiastically invited a few people to sit down on the sofa next to the office.

He ordered someone to make tea, then looked at Yang Baisheng and said, "Mr. Yang, I'm afraid I'm sorry. You also know the reputation of Red Star. There are many people who come to contract the workshop..."

"Director Cheng, it's you. These two friends of mine came all the way from Cheung Chau Province. We made an agreement a few days ago." Before Cheng Bizhong could say anything, Yang Baisheng became unhappy.

's interrupted.

"Mr. Yang, since you said so, I have to give you face, but there are really many people coming here, and I am under great pressure. You must reply to me as soon as possible after the inspection." Cheng Bizhong pondered for a moment.

, said with a troubled expression.

"It's natural. Could it be that Director Cheng still can't trust me?" Yang Baisheng said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll take a few of them to see the workshop." Cheng Bizhong stood up and said. Wang Yimin and others also stood up and followed Cheng Bizhong out of the office and went to the factory workshop together.

"Now there are only two workshops left for external contracting, one is the coloring workshop and the other is the sheathing workshop." Cheng Bizhong introduced while leading a few people around.

"You are only contracting part of the process in the workshop. The core part is still produced by the factory itself. The factory will also be responsible for the sales at that time. However, you have the final say in the personnel arrangement and management of the workshop. You will also settle the wages and benefits yourself. When the time comes, the workers will

Sign a contract with you."

"Then how do we make money?" Tan Yunteng asked.

"The finished products you produce will be priced on a piece-by-piece basis in the factory, so you don't have to worry about profits." Cheng Bizhong said with a smile, and then introduced it in detail.

According to what Cheng Bizhong said, if Wang Yimin and Wang Yimin contracted this workshop, for example, if the products from the previous process were delivered, each piece would be one piece, and the finished product would be about one yuan and a half. If the factory recycles it, no one would want it, and all the profits would belong to Wang Yimin.

For two people, they only need to bear the wages of workers and the consumption of water and electricity.

"So, this workshop is very profitable, why do you want to outsource it?" Wang Xu asked puzzledly.

"Funds are tight in factories, so outsourcing is a helpless move." Cheng Bizhong sighed.

"I don't know where Mr. Cheng is from. His accent doesn't sound like he's from Jiangzhou." Taking this opportunity, Wang Xu asked another unrelated topic.

"I'm from Nanhu. I've been in Jiangzhou for many years. It's hard to change my local accent." Cheng Bizhong didn't care and replied with a smile.

"Nanhu people!" Wang Xu snorted coldly in his heart. He was finally sure that this matter was probably set up by Yang Baisheng and Cheng Bizhong. Although Cheng Bizhong's voice had a Nanhu accent, his back was obviously slightly curved.

, at first glance, he is from the north. If he doesn’t even tell the truth from anywhere, there must be something wrong in his heart.


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