Yan Zixiang arrived at the entrance of Hongxing Factory and waited for less than five minutes when someone from the court came by bicycle.
After some greetings, Comrade A from the court said: "In this case, you have to go through the procedures. You still need to communicate first and strive for an out-of-court settlement." After saying this, Yan Zixiang's heart skipped a beat, what's going on?
, if this is an extraneous problem?
However, there was no wave on his face at all. Instead, he smiled and said: "We are still reasonable. As long as the other party can meet our compensation request and publish an apology in the newspaper, we can settle out of court."
At this time, Comrade B interjected: "Don't get me wrong, we are just following the procedure." Yan Zixiang was a little dizzy, looking at A and then at B. This was a sign of lack of experience. Fortunately, she was quite smart.
If you don’t understand, then don’t talk nonsense.
"Well, I will definitely cooperate with the work of the comrades in the court." Yan Zixiang said nonsense.
Mr. Wang of the Hongxing Factory was calling Hu Shuo. The fabric was gone and the workshop was about to stop production. He sent someone to pull the gray fabric. The Sixth Cotton Spinning Factory didn’t say it wouldn’t deliver the goods or increase the price, but they asked for cash, at least.
Pay off the money you owed before.
"Lao Hu, this is too much. I just got some funds, but you are worried about it because of the relationship between our two factories. How can I owe you money for some fabrics? Besides, what about your inventory?
It's also moldy in the warehouse. Print it for me so I can give you money." Lao Wang was still confident. After many years of relationship, he felt that this problem was not a problem.
"I said Wang, if you can't speak, don't talk nonsense. Why can't the gray fabrics in my factory be sold? I tell you, go to the warehouse of my factory, open your dog eyes and take a closer look. There is
No one is here to help. Don’t give up on leaving your Red Star Factory because of the Sixth Cotton Spinning Factory. I tell you, if you don’t have money and still want to get cheap goods, this kind of good thing will never come back.”
There was a bang, a beep, and the phone was hung up. Lao Wang stared at the phone in his hand dumbfounded and said, "Has this grandson taken gunpowder?"
When he called again, there was a busy signal on the other side. Lao Wang didn't know it yet, so Hu Shuo picked up the phone and threw it away. He guessed that he was going to call back and was too lazy to talk nonsense to him. If Red Star Factory didn't come to filibuster, it would be unfair to him now.
For Hu Shuo, it really doesn't matter. The goods shipped by Jinxin Factory at one time are three times that of Hongxing Factory, and half of the payment is paid in advance.
Hu Shuo didn't know how Qin Dahe did it. Anyway, one guy over there carried so much goods. The five-ton truck slowly loaded six loads of goods. He hadn't seen such a large customer for a long time. Moreover, Hu Shuo was very good at the price.
After making an article, it was 10% higher than what was given to Red Star Factory. Even Qin Dahe didn't talk nonsense. Now, the gap was revealed.
Hu Shuo can breathe a sigh of relief for the time being, but it does not mean that the situation has improved. More troublesome things are still to come. Hu Shuo knows very well that the gray cloth is selling well now because it is cheap, and the sixth cotton spinning factory is selling at a loss and clearing out inventory. How to solve it
The survival of the enterprise is a problem that Hu Shuo, the factory director, needs to face.
Originally, he had a hope of being transferred away, but if Lao Wang did this, the transfer would definitely go wrong. This was the reason why he didn't want to talk to Lao Wang. Otherwise, after so many years of friendship, how could he talk on the phone directly? Lao Wang's words
It sounds a little bit ugly, but it’s not that bad, right?
Hu Shuo guessed that Fang Zhe would take revenge on Lao Wang of the Red Star Factory, but he didn't expect that Fang Zhe's revenge would be so swift and brutal. When Qin Dahe appeared, Hu Shuo knew that the prospect that Lao Wang had described for the two brother factories to get out of trouble together was shattered.
At that time, Hu Shuo had no hope, he just thought that he could clear out the inventory.
As a result, Fang Zhe did not give this opportunity at all, and directly cut off the livelihood of the Red Star Factory from the root. Now Lao Wang is still kept in the dark. When he finds out that the printed cloth cannot be sold, he will cry. Thinking of this,
Hu Shuo was even more angry. A good attempt at reform was ruined by Lao Wang. To be honest, Lao Wang has no vision. Where are the leaders of the Second Lighting Bureau?
There is no way to say this to others. Hu Shuo can only keep it in his heart. Now he is focused on thinking of ways to change production, come up with new products and open the market. Only then can he have a way to survive. Otherwise, he will be hanging on his neck slowly with a rope.
Tighten up and take jujube pills.
Lao Wang was anxious and angry, so he hurried out of the office to find Hu Shuo. Unexpectedly, someone from the factory office showed up with two people in uniforms and Yan Zixiang. Lao Wang's heart skipped a beat, the guy from Yuanda Company was talking about
This hairless boy actually sued the court?
It was Comrade A who spoke first: "Is it Factory Director Wang?" The title was still more polite, because politeness means there is distance.
"It's me, a comrade from the court, who has something to do with me?" Lao Wang asked knowingly. He knew Yan Zixiang, and Yan Zixiang collaborated with Fang Lihua on the previous contract.
"I won't beat around the bush and tell you my purpose directly. Yuanda Company has sued your factory and the court has filed the case. Considering that your factory is a state-owned enterprise, we still give priority to out-of-court settlement in terms of procedures. This is a summons. Are you
Legal person, I hope you will go to the court on the date specified in the summons, or you can send a representative. Anyway, the only thing you want is to talk!"
"I'll take a look at the subpoena first." Lao Wang took the subpoena and read it quickly, as if Yan Zixiang didn't exist. After reading it, Lao Wang almost spat out blood: "A claim of 1 million, an apology in the newspaper, Yuanda
Why doesn’t the company rob a bank?”
Yan Zixiang stepped forward calmly and said: "Director Wang, you have the contract in your hand. Go back and look at Article 8 with your eyes wide open. If there is a breach of contract, Party B shall be compensated five times the total loss of Yuanda Company.
The one million is too little because we don't want to force your factory to death. Even if it is forced to death, you can't pay more." Yan Zixiang saw Lao Wang's attitude and couldn't help but become sarcastic.
When Lao Wang heard this, he turned back and glared at the factory director: "What's going on? There is this clause in the contract, why didn't you report it?"
The director of the factory office made a grimace: "Director, I was wrong... at the beginning." This director is really good at taking the blame.
Lao Wang now remembered that when the director reported this clause to him, he thought it was a rare opportunity and accepted it.
Comrade B couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward and said: "Director Wang, you can handle the matters in your factory by yourself. We will just send the subpoena. I hope you will arrive at the stipulated time, otherwise we will deal with it according to the law."
Lao Wang was so anxious that he couldn't care less about what he said and said, "Just sue and see what happens to our factory. Anyway, this is it. At worst, I will retire and go home."
Comrade A was angry: "What's your attitude?" Lao Wang was so dizzy that the director of the factory office didn't even have time to stop him. He blurted out: "This is my attitude. I don't need any money anyway, so it's impossible to apologize in the newspaper."
Lao Wang still has the mentality of the boss of a state-owned enterprise. After all, the enterprise belongs to the state, so how can he not suffer any personal losses?
"Okay, we understand your attitude. You have also received the summons. Let's take our leave." Comrade B turned around and left with a gloomy face. Comrade A seemed to be smiling but not smiling, nodded and left. Yan Zixiang gave Lao Wang a bright smile.
smile: "Goodbye!"
"What the hell, you actually went to court to sue us?" Lao Wang was still angry. When Yan Zixiang turned around, she smiled widely.
The two people from the court left angrily. They originally took care of the face of the comrades in the state-owned enterprises, so they had a good attitude. They thought they could have a good meal at noon, but they didn't expect Lao Wang to have such an attitude.
Yan Zixiang caught up with him: "Comrades, don't leave in a hurry." The two stopped and turned around. Comrade B said, "Does Lawyer Yan have anything else to do?" Yan Zixiang smiled like he had practiced in front of the mirror: "
It’s such a hot day, I’m really sorry for you two having to go all this way. It’s getting late now, please give me a chance to treat you two to a working meal.”
Yan Zixiang thought about a lot of words on what to say when treating guests, and finally decided that a work meal would be the most appropriate.
These two people came by bus. It turned out that Yan Zixiang was a lesbian. She was not bad looking and had a very good attitude. Anyway, it was just a work lunch. Now I went back to the canteen. It would be half an hour before I got home. I was probably covered in stinky sweat.
No appetite either.
The two exchanged glances, and Comrade B said: "Okay, I'll cause trouble for you."
Yan Zixiang quickly smiled and said: "No, no. I wish I could have asked for it." Just as a noodle car passed by, Yan Zixiang waved, and the yellow noodle car stopped on the side of the road. After inviting the two of them to get in the car, Yan Zixiang said: "
Seafood restaurant.”
The two people behind looked at each other and said nothing, acquiescing to Yan Zixiang's choice. I really didn't expect that they could also have a seafood meal.
People can't be compared with each other. What's the attitude of this beautiful lawyer, and what's the attitude of that ugly guy like Lao Wang? The more I think about it, the more dissatisfied I am with Lao Wang.
Yan Zixiang Ke politely greeted the two of them to the place. It was really a work meal, four dishes and one soup. But you have to see what the dishes are, right? There is such a big plate of steamed grouper and a portion of prawns.
It has to be three pounds, and the sea crab is also a big portion, and there is also a portion of winter melon and conch soup. The soup basin can be used as a washbasin.
This is what Yan Zixiang specifically told the lobby manager, and he cannot violate the rules. There is no wine left, but there are drinks.
After lunch, Yan Zixiang called a taxi, paid the fare first, took the tickets, and asked the driver to take the two of them back. He stood on the roadside with a smile and waved goodbye. After doing all this, Yan Zixiang stopped another bus and went back.
He rushed into Fang Zhe's office with a bang.
Poor Mr. Fang, there are still a lot of things that need to be dealt with this morning. After Liu Yufeng has finished handling them, he still has to sign a lot of documents, especially large expenses, which must be signed by him before they can be recorded in the account. Wu Longbin returned from delivering the goods, and Fang
Zhe chatted with him for a while. Finally, after finishing his work, he had time to grab his lunch box and have lunch.
Just after eating half of it, Yan Zixiang rushed in. Fang Zhe was trapped for a moment. He quickly drank the tea and then said angrily with a red face: "Knock on the door! You almost killed me!" Yan Zixiang!
Zixiang quickly apologized and said, "Things went so smoothly, I'm so excited."
Only then did Fang Zhe let her go, and calmly picked up the lunch box and continued to eat his fast food: "You speak, and I listen."