"You only need to sign here, and then pay the amount given in our contract. Later, you will go to the Industrial Administration Bureau with us to transfer the ownership. You will be the owner of this chemical plant."
In the corner of the hotel lobby, on the sofa designed for guests.
Yang Ming and Kolev's body leaning movements were so synchronized, and their expressions were similar.
Slightly excited.
Full of doubts.
How could such a good thing happen?
One million federal coins to buy a chemical plant with mature facilities and sustainable profitability?
Not to mention anything else, the business license of this factory alone is worth more than several million federal coins.
And several of the products it produces are indispensable catalysts in the production of rhodium-6 rings!
Although it is only a medium-sized chemical plant, it is a hugely profitable business.
"Uncle Hatton," Yang Ming whispered in Kolev's ear, "a gift from the old lady?"
Kolev wondered: "Is there any trap in the production patent?"
The professional manager in a suit and tie reminded with a smile:
"I have to say that you two are extremely lucky. This factory only needs to operate for half a year to return your investment. The location is still outside Yilanduo City. The environmental protection system and core production workshop were just updated half a year ago. In almost ten years,
There is no need to invest in any maintenance.”
Yang Ming and Kolev's doubts became more serious.
"Sign it, uncle," Yang Ming winked at Kolev, "There's no problem with this contract."
"Oh," Kolev whispered, "I have always wanted you to do something independently. How about this deal be in your name?"
"No, no, no, uncle," Yang Ming curled his lips and said, "I think there might be some trap here. There is no free lunch in the world."
Kolev scolded: "Then you still want me to sign!"
"Your family is rich and you are not afraid of this kind of contract dispute," Yang Ming said with a smile, "I don't have much money."
The professional manager's smile was somewhat awkward.
He explained vaguely:
"I cannot disclose the specific situation to you two. This is my client's request... This is given as a gift to Mr. Yang Ming to express Mr. Yang Ming's help to my client's sister.
"My client heard that the two of them are looking for a factory to invest in business on this beautiful planet. So why not add another chemical factory? This industry is very popular now."
Ding ding!
Yang Ming's watch popped up a message with only two keywords in it.
[The Second Prince’s Industry].
[There are no loopholes in the procedure].
Second prince?
According to the available information, the second prince has been ruled out as the crown prince. He has a lazy personality and is greedy for pleasure. He does not keep in touch with the ministers on weekdays, but he has a good relationship with the fourth princess.
Is this a pure expression of gratitude?
Or does the second prince have other ideas?
Yang Ming thought about the gold foil-wrapped paper contract in front of him for a few seconds, decisively picked up his pen, wrote his name, and handed the contract to Kolev.
"Uncle, let's come together. There is indeed no problem with this contract. A friend wants to express his gratitude."
"Oh, what kind of gratitude is so expensive?"
Kolev muttered something, but he didn't hesitate anymore and signed his name.
The professional managers were really relieved.
He completely understood the concerns of the uncle and nephew.
"Both of you, please follow me. Let's go to the Industrial Administration Bureau for transfer and notarization first. I will send you two to your chemical plant to complete the subsequent handover."
Yang Ming and Kolev looked at each other, still not daring to let down their guard.
…
When it comes to investing, Kolev is obviously more cautious than Yang Ming.
When they went through the transfer procedures at the service hall of the nearby Industrial Bureau, Kolev still had a tense face.
When they celebrated with champagne on the agency's extended luxury hovercar, Kolev's smile could only be considered forced.
And when they arrived at the factory called 'Elandor 12th Chemical Plant' and were greeted by hundreds of human employees, Kolev's expression was still a little cold.
Finally, when Kolev sat in the factory director's office and saw the list of accounts for the past few years, the old guy's tense nerves gradually relaxed.
The old man smiled broadly.
Yang Ming stood aside and looked at the electronic documents full of numbers for a while, then immediately announced unilaterally that he could not do it, and dizzily withdrew from the battle.
Kolev, who wears glasses, is meticulous and uses his square glass from time to time to do some numerical calculations of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.
The factory director's office was not particularly luxurious, and was directly connected to the raw material warehouse below. Yang Ming could get an overview of the entire warehouse by looking down from the glass in front.
This office was previously used by a deputy factory director named "Pegili". The position of the factory director has always been filled by personnel from the management agency. He does not participate in actual management and only supervises production safety.
At this moment, Deputy Director Peggy stood at the door of the office with his head lowered and sweat on his forehead.
Peggy didn't know why he was nervous, but he was now certain that his good days... were over.
Behind Peggy, more than a dozen factory managers stood quietly, with more or less uneasy expressions on their faces.
Yang Ming put his hands in his pockets, looked at the busy production robots in the warehouse, and asked slowly:
"Uncle, is there something wrong with the accounts?"
"Looking at it now, there's not much of a problem," Kolev's words made the people outside the door breathe a sigh of relief.
But Kolev tutted slightly:
"But you know, my dear nephew, this factory was originally entrusted by an agency, which made the supervision environment here looser.
“In this case, some minor problems often arise.
"For example, some people take advantage of program loopholes to bring their juniors into the factory and ration their wages beyond their seniority."
There were two people outside the door with twinkling eyes.
"Or, under these accounts, when purchasing raw materials, certain rebates are collected from fixed manufacturers."
The expressions of the deputy factory director and most of the management staff showed subtle changes.
Kolev continued: "There will always be some rats tampering with the production log. For example, we produced one hundred copies of the product today, and the production log records ninety-five copies, and the remaining five copies will flow into the market at low prices through other routes.
, as long as things are done smartly inside and outside the workshop, there won’t be any problems.”
The managers were all silent. They had already thought of countermeasures...
Yang Ming glanced at them and said with a smile: "Uncle, what should we do in this situation?"
"You handle it, my dear nephew, the time has come to test your decision-making ability."
Kolev adjusted his glasses and said slowly:
"We can directly resort to legal procedures to check all the accounts of the factory within three years.
"As long as we want to check, upstream and downstream manufacturers must provide corresponding information. Some smart upstream factories will also record rebates into their own accounts.
"The Luofeng Empire's legislative regulations on economic crimes in corruption crimes will protect the legitimate rights and interests of this factory, and the economic losses recovered will also become part of the assets of this factory, and we will collect them in full."
Yang Ming raised his eyebrows: "Sounds good."
"Of course," Kolev said with a smile, "we can also turn a blind eye and let the past be forgotten. However, it is difficult for me to trust people who have behaved like this."
Yang Ming smiled and nodded, looking like a knife across the dozens of people outside.
Yang Ming tapped the dial of his watch and said slowly: "Actually, before I came here, I asked a skilled private detective to help me obtain some data."
Yang Ming raised his hand and pushed, the projection screen switched to outside the door, and several lists appeared in front of the deputy director's eyes.
The deputy director looked at it carefully and his legs immediately became weak.
"I, I request to resign!" he shouted tremblingly.
Yang Ming smiled and said: "I agree, but you must make a good handover. You are a person, right?"
"Yes! No problem! Please show your respect, I just, just did what they are doing..."
"Okay, there is no need to cause panic. My deputy director, I am just a businessman, and my principle is to be kind to others."
Yang Ming paused and said warmly:
"Everyone, I don't want to rush everyone. If you urgently need this job, prepare a list of personal property within half an hour to prove that you have heavy loans to repay, and then sign a letter of commitment. From now on, you will only receive the legal salary.
, I'll let you get on with your work.
"Next, my uncle will appropriately increase the bonuses for each position.
"But you have to understand one thing. Now, my uncle and I have the final say here."
Kolev chuckled when he saw this.
He didn't make a mistake, this guy was a complete pirate.
Less than an hour after entering the factory, the hierarchy within the factory was completely disrupted. The deputy director resigned voluntarily, and the middle management took full control of the situation.
Managing a factory and managing a pirate group are essentially the same thing.
A game about people's hearts.
…
After being busy until midnight, Yang Ming and Kolev stayed at an ordinary hotel next to the factory.
The two of them put it together and decided to start construction inside the factory and build a simple small villa as their residence inside the factory.
Yang Ming's watch is recharging its battery.
Kolev opened his own Internet terminal and put aside the three-dimensional diagram of the factory area. The two of them ate and added up.
"The income from this factory will be very good," Kolev said. "It is a type where the lower limit is very low and the upper limit is not high. You owe the second prince a huge favor."
"Indeed," Yang Ming smiled, "but I'm not prepared to pay it back."
"Hahaha! This second prince must have discovered your ability from the description of the little princess. My good nephew, he wants to recruit you."
Kolev wiped his mouth and sighed comfortably:
"Concerning this factory, we need to operate it carefully for a period of time, understand it from top to bottom, and at least understand this set of equipment."
He pointed to the densely packed pipeline in the middle of the field.
"Its basic principles need to be understood."
"No need," Yang Ming said, "Just leave the technical matters to Lu to handle. Uncle, you are mainly responsible for personnel management and cultivating some talents who can take charge of their own affairs."
"Aren't you ready to intervene?" Kolev complained, "I knew it! You must have dragged me here to work as a coolie! How will the profits of this factory be distributed?"
"It's 50-50 between us," Yang Ming raised his eyebrows, "I'll also put my share with you for continued investment."
"That's pretty much it," Kolev smiled with satisfaction, "I didn't expect that I would continue to fight in the shopping mall when I get old. Listen, I have a plan."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "I'm all ears."
Kolev told the story enthusiastically.
Probably, using the business license to open branch factories, find ways to annex similar factories, gradually become a giant in this small category of the industry, and then control the pricing power.
Yang Ming is not optimistic about this.
"Lao-6 Ring is Luofeng's core industry, and it is impossible for them to allow any supporting industry to form a monopoly."
Kolev nodded: "That's right, oh, I still didn't think enough about it."
Lu suddenly jumped out: "Boss, why don't we upgrade the production process? Reduce costs, increase output, reduce manual participation, and increase the proportion of fully automatic robot work. We will have a rapidly developing chemical factory!"
Yang Ming laughed and scolded: "Do you want the Omnic Crisis Investigation Committee to come to me directly? Remember, Lu, you must not modify those production robots! That is our current destination!"
"Okay," Lu spread his hands, "It is necessary to take some risks, Lu thinks."
Kolev wondered: "Then what do you think?"
"Based on this factory, build a branch factory and build a new production line."
Yang Ming’s voice is full of confidence:
"The chemical products we want to produce should not be limited to rhodium-6 rings, but should be aimed at the living needs of the Luofeng Empire and the surrounding administrative stars. We must find ways to compete with the products of the New Federation.
“In these industries that are low-tech and will not attract attention, we can definitely try to do some industrial upgrades to increase our competitiveness.
"When we complete the preliminary layout, we can go directly to the Luofeng Empire authorities to apply for industrial protection. We can collect as many benefits as we can, tie our factory to the achievements of local officials, and focus on the business behind Ellando Star.
For those seven or eight economically backward cities, we should take advantage of their low labor costs."
Kolev whispered: "Then we need a lot of funds. I don't plan to spend all my capital. I can only contribute one-half! It must be a project with positive returns!"
"Of course, making money is also our second biggest goal. I'll leave the specific plan to your uncle, and the Law Society will provide all-round technical support."
Yang Ming smiled and said: "I will figure out a way to deal with the other half of the funds, and make sure that these factories must be completely under our control."
Kolev shrugged: "Under this system, if the royal family wants to mess with us, it only takes a few words."
"Don't worry," Yang Ming sank into the soft sofa, "the royal family will not be an obstacle to us."
"Why? Don't be too sure."
Yang Ming said: "Super enterprise is one of our development lines. I will find a way to get close to the royal family and develop another development line, military merit, title, and fiefdom. We can't put our eggs in one basket."
Ding ding!
The watch vibrated slightly, and Lu had already read the message Yang Ming had just received.
"Do you have time to have a drink? Mr. Yang Ming."
Yang Ming wondered: "Who invited you?"
"Second Prince."
"Look," Yang Ming chuckled, "this chemical plant is really not a free gift."