I have to say that this time the sleep was very fragrant. When Yang Xuan woke up, it was almost noon.
Then he got on a small carriage and went to the Ministry of Revenue and the office of the Department of Commerce. When the officials looked at him, they all showed unkind expressions.
To be precise, it's a bit of a schadenfreude expression.
Yang Xuan didn't care about these people. He went out and looked into the next room. Well, Master Meng was already here.
He stepped in and cupped his hands from a distance: "Mr. Meng."
When Meng Ping raised his head, he seemed to have just seen Yang Xuan. He stood up and returned the salute: "Mr. Yang."
"I came here in the morning and wanted to meet Mr. Meng, but unfortunately, the people below said that Mr. Meng had gone to the company for an inspection, so I quickly went to the Department Store to look around. Unfortunately, I didn't meet Mr. Meng.
"
"Ah, hahahaha, no coincidence, really no coincidence."
The meaning of Yang Xuan's words is very obvious. You went home to sleep because you were lazy, so I went home to sleep too. Let's not talk about the second child.
"Mr. Meng, it's not a coincidence. It's dinner time. Let's go out for a drink or two?"
"Oh my, Mr. Yang, this is too polite. Why do you have the nerve to let Mr. Yang spend money?"
Meng Ping walked out of the table as he spoke. Yang Xuan stepped forward and stood beside him, guiding him with one hand and saying, "The extremely delicious tasting restaurant has released a new dish. If you don't try it, you will always feel...
My heart feels itchy."
"Hahaha, when you said that, I was also aroused by this greedy thing."
As they talked, the two of them walked out hand in hand. Yang Xuan's posture was low enough. Although Meng Ping was from the Jin Party, it was difficult to refute his reputation.
Jin Party wants to pick peaches, and also wants someone to take care of the peach trees so that they can pick peaches for a long time in the future.
If Yang Xuan, a peach tree grower, could be drawn into the Jin Party's camp, he would be nothing less than a general.
At the wine table, after two glasses of wine, Meng Ping seemed to have put down his airs, and said casually: "Brother Yang, in fact, I have long hoped to have a person like you who can do business. The Department of Commerce and Trade sees that
He looks like a fat cadre, but in fact it’s a mess, and everyone wants to get involved. Now that you’re here, those people have nothing to say.”
"Brother Yang, if you can take charge of the affairs of Shengfa Company, it will save me a lot of trouble. It's just that Shengfa Company has so many industries and needs some experienced people to take care of them." Meng Ping said and glanced at
Yang Xuan glanced at him: "If Brother Yang has suitable manpower, I can recommend a few."
Yang Xuan seemed to be lowering his head to eat the food, but in fact he saw Meng Ping's expression and demeanor. This guy is really a bit shady. I invite you to dinner, but you dig a hole for me?
But don’t tell me, Meng Ping is quite good at digging holes, and there are also benefits attached to the holes.
Shengfa Company, founded by Yang Xuan, naturally wanted to have its own people to control each branch. However, Shengfa Company is now government-run, and the managers of each branch are officials from the imperial court. Yang Xuan is only a sixth-grade manager.
, what qualifications do you have to intervene in the appointment of officials?
Do you work as an official to make a living?
What do you think of people from the Qi, Chu and Zhejiang Party?
If you offend so many people when you first take office, how can you carry out your work?
This is a difficult question to answer. If you go by his will, you will offend others. If you don't go by his will, then you are not the same as me.
It is equally difficult to deal with disagreements with your immediate boss.
On my first day here, I'm asked to choose a side?
Yang Xuan felt unhappy. This is the company I founded. The first thing I want to do is to kill you. You are still quarreling with me and want to take advantage of me?
"Mr. Meng, don't tell me, I am really going to recommend a few people to come up, but they will not be in charge."
"oh?"
Yang Xuan's words aroused Meng Ping's interest: "That's..."
"Mr. Meng, you see, the main thing of this Department of Commerce right now is to run Shengfa Company well. But these people appointed by the imperial court can be allowed to manage things, but when it comes to management, I'm afraid most of them are not very good at it.
So I want to hold a training class so that everyone can learn how to run a business together, so that they can contribute to the imperial court and get them promoted to a higher position."
Meng Ping didn't understand what a training class was at first, but then he understood it and suddenly felt happy. You won't jump into the hole I dug for you, but you dug the hole yourself and jumped into it?
"Your Majesty, Mr. Yang, this is a good idea. He is indeed a business genius. He has so many ideas."
"Then Master Meng agrees?"
The smile on Meng Ping's face froze instantly, damn it turned out that this pit was prepared for me.
"This matter requires the approval of Lord Shangshu, and Meng will not dare to overstep it."
"Mr. Meng, please be careful about this matter. Think about it, if these people fail in their work, it will be our Commerce Department who will be the most ugly during the official assessment. Besides, if Lord Shangshu learns that the people below are not doing their job well,
, who will he hold accountable?”
After hearing these words, Meng Ping suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. According to what Yang Xuan said, the position of the trade director has become a hot potato.
He knew that the managers in each branch were all people brought in by the various parties in the DPRK and China. They were all thinking about profit sharing, but they didn't know how to do business. If they messed up their errands, he, the chief of the Department of Commerce and Trade, would be in trouble.
But it’s hard to take the blame.
But if we follow what Yang Xuan said, we will still offend people, and it will offend all the parties in the DPRK and China at once.
Why, you look down on us? Do you need to be trained first before taking up the job?
The trap Meng Ping dug just now was called inducement, but the trap Yang Xuan dug was called coercion.
Meng Ping glanced at Yang Xuan on the pretext of pouring wine, but Yang Xuan looked calm and relaxed, as if he just said it casually.
He actually underestimated this kid. Meng Ping felt regretful in his heart. He shouldn't have come to this meal or even pay attention to this guy. You can do whatever you want.
"Mr. Yang, what you said is a bit serious. The managers of each company are all selected by the imperial court, so they shouldn't be so unhelpful."
"It's hard to say." Yang Xuan said while picking up the dishes on the plate: "The imperial court has taken over Shengfa Company for some time. I also checked it roughly during this period. The revenue has dropped a lot, and the account books have dropped a lot.
The numbers above are hard, and I don’t say that everyone is unqualified, but there are definitely some who are cheating.”
"But there is no precedent for this move. It doesn't seem right for us to do this."
When Meng Ping used the word "we", it was clear that he wanted to pull Yang Xuan down when he fell into the pit. We had to shoulder the blame together, and we had to offend everyone together.
But Yang Xuan dug his own hole, how could he pull him down? He put down his chopsticks and said, "Mr. Meng, I don't care. Anyway, I just came here and I haven't even decided on my duties yet."
Seeing that Meng Ping failed to pull Yang Xuan out of the trap, he suddenly thought of another idea: "Otherwise, let's say hello to those managers first. Which branch company's revenue is unqualified, which manager will have to participate?"
What do you think, Master Yang, of the training class?"
Since it was stated in advance, the offended person would not be offended too severely. This was the last straw that Meng Ping could get.