"Everyone knows that transportation in ancient times was inconvenient and not as developed as it is now. The existence of post stations was particularly important. Post stations were an important way to deliver military intelligence in ancient times, and they were also a place for officials to eat, board and change horses on the way. In the early Ming Dynasty, there were strict regulations on the use of post stations for officials, and the administration was very strict, so almost no official dared to test the law on his own. The life of post houses was barely acceptable."

"But in the late Ming Dynasty, when there were many troubles, many officials and even their families who were not qualified to enjoy the station were involved in the station. First, they used the station's free transportation. In addition to transporting their own luggage, they also transported supplies to other merchants. What level did it reach? Historical records show that every time an official transited, there were 1, 20 passengers, 80 to 90 passengers, and 20 horses, and 40 horses," he said.

Tie Lianping said leisurely: "In ancient times, people really knew how to enjoy it. One person had a success and hundreds of people were to serve him."

Yang Fei did not respond and continued, "Officials who do not like to ride horses or can't ride horses mostly rely on sedan chairs when traveling. Because they don't ride horses, they have to charge 'Horse Silver' from the post station. What is Horse Garment Silver? It means that I don't ride your horse, and you have to give me the saved money. Occasionally, if an official rides a horse, he has to charge 'Horse Money' from the post station, which means that I ride your horse, so you have to give me filial piety silver."

Wei Xinyuan said: "Isn't that nonsense? Why don't you give them money? They are passing officials, what else can they do?"

Yang Fei said lightly: "Once the post station does not pay this strange fee, officials will try their best to torture the horses, either cutting the horse's ears, cutting the horse's tail, or even torture the horse to death."

Everyone looked at each other, feeling heartbroken by the darkness and distortion of human nature.

Zhao Wenbo asked: "Who will bear this expense? Is it the court?"

Yang Fei said: "The maintenance and operation of post stations in the Ming Dynasty were borne by the households according to the amount of land and grain. The horses at the post station were also provided by farmers around them. The people who went to the post station to serve free services for the officials who came and went to the post station. This was a kind of corvee service, which contained unfair and unreasonable components, but they were tortured and hurt like this. Naturally, they could hide if they could escape, and they could escape if they could. Later, the post station had nine out of ten men and nine out of ten horses, and they could not continue to operate."

After the story is told, people who can understand will naturally think twice, and people who don’t understand will also think about the meaning of the story.

Yang Fei waited for everyone to digest for two minutes before he slowly said: "Let me give an example, Meili Daily Chemical, this post station, everyone is the manager of the post station, or the officials of the past, and some are the people around him. If everyone follows the steps and does their own way, then this post station can provide benefits to everyone, so that those in charge can receive wages, officials can enjoy the convenience of communication, and people can easily complete corvee labor. If the post station develops well, the benefits will become better and better, more and more horses, more and more ingredients will become more and more, and everyone can gain benefits."

After he said this, Tielianping and other village cadres understood and nodded in agreement.

Yang Fei said: "On the contrary? If everyone wants to get more benefits from the post station, you are greedy and I will draw a little more. It won't take long to go bankrupt. Past officials will no longer be welcomed and there will be no warm food and accommodation. The residents must use other more harsh forms to complete corvee service. If the person in charge loses the post station, he will be unemployed."

"Boss, we all understand what you said." Zhao Wenbo said, "Are you saying anything about the specific matter?"

Yang Fei signaled him to be calm and said, "French philosopher Voltaire said that no snowflake felt responsible during an avalanche. By the same token, everyone in us may become the last straw that broke the post."

Wei Xinyuan took out his handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

On this cold day, although the conference room was turned on, it was not hot and sweating. He was nervous and was scared by Yang Fei's words!

He had already understood Yang Fei's fable!

Wei Xinyuan glanced at Tie Lianping, licked his chapped lips, and stammered for a while.

After Yang Fei finished speaking, he picked up the cup in front of him, lifted up the lid, blew up the steaming water surface, and took a sip of tea.

He didn't speak, which brought greater pressure to Wei Xinyuan and the others. The air seemed to solidify, making people breathless.

"Boss, I'm sorry!" Wei Xinyuan mustered up all the courage to say this, and at the same time he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, and he changed his seating position uneasy.

Yang Fei raised his lips slightly: "Why do you say sorry?"

Wei Xinyuan umbled lightly and said, "I did not report to the boss in time when the employee's stealing behavior was done in advance, because what I thought at the time was that this was a small matter, and there was no need to bother you, the boss."

Yang Fei said: "People use thoughts only to cover up mistakes, while words use them to cover up their thoughts. So? Why are you apologizing to me now?"

Wei Xinyuan couldn't sit still, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead.

Others also heard that the boss was not telling the story, but the reality of the beautiful daily chemical factory!

Tie Lianping shouted: "Boss Yang, this matter has nothing to do with Mr. Wei, it is all my idea. I asked him to suppress it and not report it to you."

Yang Fei's face darkened and he asked, "Secretary Tie, do you want to send the post station on the road of no return?"

Tie Lianping was stunned, stared at his eyes, and said twice, "I don't want to, I dare not. I, I just, I just... I'm sorry for you."

Su Changqing smoothed out and said, "Boss Yang, the matter has happened and has been dealt with, so don't pursue it anymore, right? Actually, it's not a big deal."

Yang Fei stared at Su Changqing with a sharp look and said, "Director Su is best at being a peacemaker. Do you all think that I, Yang Fei, are very rich. I am so rich. Some things are stolen by someone, but I can't damage my foundation. It's just a drop in the bucket. I'm making a big deal about this, right?"

Everyone was silent.

Yang Fei emphasized: "I have money, I don't deny it. I am very generous in normal times. Everyone has seen it. I can invite the whole village to eat meat for free, and I can also give each of you a high salary! But don't forget that it is what I am willing to pay! It is not someone who steals it or who stole it! The nature of these two is different!"

Everyone looked shaking.

Yang Fei said, "Secretary Tie Branch, Director Su, you all have experienced the era of big pot rice. Is big pot rice good? Good, of course, it's very good, because everyone has food to eat! But why isn't big pot rice popular now? Because everyone is reaching out to eat, but no one creates and works!"

"Boss Yang, we are really wrong." Tie Lianping said with difficulty, "It's my fault. Among those people, one of them is my brother-in-law from my parents' home. I have selfish intentions."

He finally told the truth!
Chapter completed!