"This is complicated to say." An Jiu smiled sweetly, and Chen Lin couldn't help but shake his mind. "This involves issues of shares and equity. Simply put, each company's business scope is limited, so
There are many companies registered, and generally speaking, they all belong to the same boss!"
An Jiu knew that it was difficult to understand what he was telling them about cross-shareholdings, descendant companies, actual controllers, legal persons, agency holdings, etc. After all, these rules were derived after capitalism was quite mature. The Senate advanced this set of
The company system has brought about it, but many people still fail to understand it thoroughly.
"What is the main business of Penglai Company?" Wu Yijun knew that An Jiu would not bring him here for no reason. Although he didn't know what kind of medicine she bought in the gourd, he couldn't be too dull and casual.
She guided, but was looked down upon by her.
"Miss An, since you can come to Nansha to guide weaving, this company must also focus on cotton weaving..." Chen Lin said.
"On the contrary, our company does not make cloth, we are just porters for cloth merchants." An Jiu replied.
"Oh? Just like Yaren?" Wu Yijun naturally thought of this. In addition to the owners who have their own workshops, those who run the cloth business also have buying merchants, and there are also Yaren who charge intermediary commissions. Sometimes the boundaries between these three are not the same.
So clearly. Sometimes Ya people are also cloth buyers, or even have all three identities.
"Mr. Wu's association is very interesting. No wonder you think so. However, the Senate does not set up dental shops in the field of production and circulation, so naturally there are no dental workers. Legal market trade is free." An Jiu explained.
"That is?" Wu Yijun couldn't understand. Even if the Textile City was established in Australia and Song Dynasty, wouldn't it be like a market? There should also be officials in it to collect intermediary commissions, match buyers and sellers, and manage the market. In general, it is the same as the city.
The people are quite similar.
"Let's put it this way, when you produce cloth for sale, or when merchants come from the mainland or overseas to sell cloth, you always have to ask someone to deliver it or buy it. If you have channels, you can certainly handle it yourself, but some places require large ships to go.
You are not familiar with the roads in some places... As long as you are unable to transport it yourself, you can ask us to transport it, for example, to Nanyang or Western Europe."
Wu Yijun nodded slightly, he seemed to understand.
"What's different from Yahang is that we clearly mark our prices and don't collect taxes on our behalf. Other industries are not monopolized. It doesn't mean that you have to use our routes or ships to transport to a certain place. Other companies can also provide it.
The same service. For example, there are two next door to us. If customers think the price is unreasonable, they can go to them, but I have to make a small advertisement for myself. Our company's price/performance ratio is the most affordable." After An Jiu explained.
Another smile.
"The company next door? Is it Hong Mao?" Chen Lin asked. Before he entered the door just now, he saw that two shops nearby had opened, and there were many red hair in strange clothes at the door.
"Those people you see are strictly speaking Dutch. In this row of business buildings there are the offices of the Dutch East India Company and the British East India Company. Their main job is to purchase and sell goods here. But they also
One business is shipping, and you can ask them to transport goods to any location overseas - as long as they have a trading station there."
"That's it." Wu Yijun said, "I remember that the most people who came to Guangzhou in the past were the Francois. Now they seem to be silent."
"The Portuguese will also come. They are almost out of business in Macau." An Jiu said with a smile, "The Portuguese are less enterprising than the British and Dutch, and their movements are much slower.
"
"Does the Senate really want to allow these barbarians to do business?" Wu Yijun was surprised. He knew that the Australians had set aside a piece of Huangpu Port as a place for businessmen from various countries to settle, and allowed them to purchase land and build houses.
Set up a warehouse. Now they even have a permanent store here!
"Why not? As long as they pay taxes legally and abide by the laws and regulations of the Senate, isn't it the right thing to provide them with the convenience of doing business?" She laughed, "You are all cotton spinners, maybe you will want to do more in the future.
You rely on them to bring you cotton."
"Huh?! They have cotton?"
"Of course," An Jiu nodded, "but they don't produce it domestically, but they traffic it from India."
"How did the girl know?" Chen Lin was very interested in the cotton matter and asked hurriedly.
"Since you are engaged in the cotton textile industry, why don't you get any market prices? In Guangzhou, besides Songjiang cloth, where is the most cloth?"
"Indian cloth." Chen Lin realized that he was dizzy. Since there are so many Indian cotton cloths on the market, it makes no sense to have a large amount of cotton production locally.
"This is great! There will be another source of raw materials in the future."
The two hung out at Penglai Company for a long time and talked about many topics. Compared with Chen Lin, Wu Yijun cared more about "business" and asked a lot of questions about the future business direction of Guangzhou and textiles. An Jiu didn't shy away from anything and knew what to say.
What, the two had a great conversation, but Chen Lin felt secretly ashamed that during the few months that An Jiu had been in Nansha, he was actually worried about the "great defense between men and women" and did not have serious and in-depth talks with her several times. It was a waste of good advice.
Chance!
The conversation lasted until noon. Then the two of them remembered their appointment with Dong Jizhong in the afternoon and left immediately. An Jiu was not polite and did not leave any food. He only said that if he wanted to visit the market in the afternoon, he could go and live.
I went to the area to have a casual meal, there were already shops open there.
The living area has not yet been completed, but many stores are open for business. The main business here is "public canteen" type of cheap restaurants. Most of the customers are workers working on the construction site, so the business is not bad. Chen and Wu are "
Naturally, the "Long Shirt Gang" couldn't eat together with the "Short Shirt Gang". Fortunately, the place where Dong Jizhong arranged for them to meet was a local teahouse, and he took the opportunity to have lunch first while waiting for others.
When I entered the teahouse and mentioned the words "Dong Jizhong", a waiter came over to greet me and said that Uncle Dong had reserved a box, so please go in and sit down first.
As soon as they sat down, the waiters brought all kinds of exquisite refreshments like a stream, and also brought various famous teas for them to choose from. Chen Lin thought to himself: This Uncle Dong really has an uncle's temper!
The waiter greeted him attentively: "Uncle Dong said, please don't be polite and use it first. He will have lunch with the old lady at home before coming over. I'm afraid I'll neglect you two..."
In this case, the two of them had a meal first and waited for almost an hour. Seeing that it was past noon, Dong Jizhong arrived.
Dong and Wu were old acquaintances, so there was no need to be polite. It was the first time for Chen Lin to meet the "eldest man of the deputy general's family" and he was introduced by his cousin. Dong Jizhong knew that the young man in front of him was Nansha Chang.
The actual manager was quite surprised. Because Nansha had its own shares, his words were quite polite.
After both parties sat down, the waiter came over to clean up the remaining seats, brought fresh snacks, and brewed two new pots of tea. Only then did we get to the point.
"Alin, this Uncle Dong is not an outsider. Please tell us about the process of building the factory in Nansha and the current situation."
Chen Lin knew that Uncle Dong's family was actually the main investor of his cousin. To put it bluntly, he was actually the major shareholder of Nansha. He calmed down and started talking about his visit to Lingao, all the way to the recent trial production.
The situation was explained in detail.
Chen Lin's speech was clear and organized. Although he spoke for almost an hour, Dong Jizhong listened with rapt attention and did not feel bored at all.
After hearing until the end, when he heard that Nansha was about to stop production due to insufficient cotton stocks, Dong Jizhong frowned slightly and asked:
"Isn't there enough cotton left?"
"I have saved enough, but I didn't expect the Australian machine to be so fast." Chen Lin said, "The machine can produce enough for hundreds of people in one day! The amount of cotton consumption is increasing day by day, and it can no longer be collected around Nansha." Chen Lin told him
Dong Jizhong gave an overview of the dilemma he faced.
"I heard that Uncle Dong has cotton here, so I came here to ask if you can give some of it to Nansha."
Dong Jidian nodded and said: "That's it!" He tapped his palm gently with his fan, "This matter is what it should be. It's just not easy to handle now. As you probably know, the price of cotton in Guangzhou has risen recently.
It will rise again. Although my family has a lot of cotton, if I release it to you now, the accounting clerk at home will probably have to complain in front of the elders that I am selling too fast..." At this point, he smiled bitterly and said, "I
My mother is most afraid that I will be deceived when doing business, and even opposes my stocking of cotton."
"Since the Madam doesn't want you to farm cotton, what's wrong with taking action from a high position at this moment and settling for safety?" Wu Yijun was a little surprised.
"Haha, you don't know something about this. My mother sent an old shopkeeper to watch me in order to be afraid that I would be fooled. This old shopkeeper is quite good at running things. But in this way, I can't decide everything.
"You have to get his consent." He smiled helplessly, "I have to go back and talk to him about this!"
Chen Lin was a little disappointed, but because of his status, he was not in a position to persuade, but Wu Yijun said again: "Sir! Although the cotton market is rising, it has reached a ridiculous point. If there is any trouble at this moment, if the cotton market drops, don't say it's too bad.
It’s so cheap, I’m afraid it will only be sold as firewood! The market is so good now, this old shopkeeper should understand.”
"You don't know now," Dong Jizhong said, "You probably don't know yet, but my father and brother have sent letters saying that the harvests in the cotton areas in Shandong and Henan are not good, and the cotton areas in the Jianghuai area have also suffered disasters.
Even here in Songjiang there is not enough, and Australians have been buying in large quantities during this period, so the price of northern cotton has naturally risen. The old shopkeeper means that this cotton still has room to rise."