Yang Fei raised his eyelids, glanced at him, took out another cigarette, and placed it on the table: "I'll talk about the second point, the single sales channel."

"I can't agree with this!" Wei Xinyuan immediately objected, "Our factory's sales are the best!"

Yang Fei suppressed his smile and said, "Your sales are mainly for cities, and the local department stores are responsible for the sale of laundry detergent. With the arrival of the market economy, how long can the department store last?"

Wei Xinyuan shook his head. Before he could speak, Yang Fei's third cigarette had already been placed on the table.

"The third point is that your company's market concept is too rigid. I admit that your advertising has a good market effect, but out of absolute trust in the success of advertising, you have not seen the huge changes in the market clearly. Under the impact of the huge wave of the market economy, you are not aware of the crisis."

"The situation is very good, where does the crisis come from?" Wei Xinyuan sneered.

"The enterprise is made by people. I have been to your factory today and found that your sales department is not very good! I heard that there are only seven or eight people in the sales department such as such an important department? Moreover, the quality and education of the personnel are generally low. Also, if I didn't miss it, your factory has no market planning department?"

"This?" Wei Xinyuan said stubbornly, "Our products are in short supply! The sales department is very idle."

Yang Fei laughed and put on another cigarette.

"Also?" Wei Xinyuan was sweating. This young man was so powerful that he only went to the factory and saw many problems!

"The purpose of running a business is to make money, and the most important thing for the company is financial management. Once the capital chain is broken, it will be a disaster. I heard that your factory will send a debt clearance team to pay for debts at the end of the year. If there are too many bad debts, no matter how big the camel is, it will be dragged down."

Yang Fei has experienced the future and has a deep understanding of the soon-breaking triangular debt crisis.

Triangle debt will force a large number of small and medium-sized enterprises to death.

People who have done large businesses and operated small and medium-sized enterprises should have a deep understanding of this.

Hearing this, Wei Xinyuan was already sweating profusely.

He is a responsible person and has long seen that there are indeed many risks under the superficial prosperity of the company.

"Mr. Wei, the above is just my insight." Yang Fei put away five cigarettes and handed them over, "I'm sorry if I say something wrong or have offended me."

Wei Xinyuan raised his thick eyebrows and said nothing.

Yang Fei put away the document and said, "You don't have to reply to me today. You can also make some suggestions I have made to your leaders. If there is one, change it, and if there is nothing, encourage it. The market is so big, I don't mind having more advantageous competitors."

"You are such a big tone!" Wei Xinyuan said this and immediately realized that he did have such a lot of capital to say this.

Yang Fei took out another document, only a few thin pages, and handed it to him: "If Mr. Wei is willing to help me, then this is the treatment for you. If you can bring talents, I will treat you with generous gifts."

Wei Xinyuan took a look at the annual salary, and his eyelids twitched, thinking that he had seen more than zero!

He confirmed it again, and proved that it was not dazzled by himself. He was shocked and confused. He thought that this man had such a big deal and dared to offer me such a high annual salary, and it was after tax.

In addition, there are performance awards, dividends, and overtime wages.

Working for more than three years, there are corresponding equity incentives!

These days, domestic wages are generally low.

However, from 1993 to 1994, Lang Lang became the head coach of the island country's Yakan All-Star Team and the World Superstar United team. His annual income at that time had exceeded 200,000 meters of gold. According to the exchange rate at that time, Lang Lang's annual salary had reached 1.7 million yuan in 1993.

When Director Lang returned to China to coach in 1995, his annual income was only more than 6,000 yuan.

Wei Xinyuan couldn't sit still, so he changed his sitting position and asked, "Why did you come to me?"

"The master is the king, the friend is the domineering, and the disciple is the dead." Yang Fei's voice was as clean and calm as his handsome face, "In the daily chemical industry, General Wei is a master."

"Do you know me?" Wei Xinyuan was surprised. These words actually came from a young man.

"Mr. Wei is 43 years old this year and is a talented student in the Chemistry Department of Qinghai University. He is young and strong, has a stable character, first-class technology, and has sufficient industry experience. Back then, under your leadership, the Vitality Factory developed a new generation of super-concentrated laundry detergent in just 28 days."

"You investigate me?"

"You will find out these situations after a little inquiry, and there is no need to investigate them deliberately. I also heard that you got married late and have two children, both of whom are in elementary school. Your daughter is nine years old, in the third grade, and your son is seven years old, and you are just in the first grade."

"You know a lot!"

"I don't know if it doesn't work. I have to solve your worries. Meili Daily Chemical has its own school and will also set up its own vocational college in the future. The village is close to Jiangzhou city, and it will be open to the expressway in the future. It will only take an hour to drive to the provincial capital. If your child goes there, you don't have to worry about going to school."

He glanced at the other party and said, "As for your wife, I heard that she is an excellent elementary school teacher. If she is willing to follow her, she can work in the factory, or go to the school there to serve as the principal, and let her choose."

These conditions are generous!

It's simply generous!

Wei Xinyuan pondered: "Let me think about it."

Even if Yang Fei offered such a high price, Wei Xinyuan was unmoved.

Because there are some things he cares about, which are more important than making money.

Although his salary is not that high now, his advantage is that he is a state-owned enterprise, with generous benefits and benefits.

Moreover, this is an iron rice bowl! He stayed here and was a national worker and a national cadre!

Within the system, Wei Xinyuan's level is the same as Shi Si. If he can move to the real power department or even release it, he will be the head of a county.

How many people’s dream is this kind of power in holding and controlling the real power of millions of people?

Some people choose to go into politics and like to go into politics, which is not a matter of much money.

Moreover, if you really have the power, are you still missing the money?

The sense of honor brought by power and the limitations of the times cannot be bought by you just paying a little more.

In this era, how many people dream of a job with an iron rice bowl?

Even in later generations, the civil service exams have been squeezed out.

The salary is a little lower, and it is also a lot of talented people who want to get in.

Because the country's enterprises are guaranteed, have retirement wages, welfare housing, and children are guaranteed to go to school.

On the contrary, working in a private enterprise is just a senior worker, without a staffing or retirement and pension guarantee. If the company is there, you will have a salary, the company goes bankrupt and you will have nothing.

This is also the reason why many civil servants know that the salary outside is much higher, but they still can't bear to go into the business.

Yang Fei deeply understood this, so he wanted to offer a high price, a high price that the other party could not refuse!

The most important thing is that Wei Xinyuan's talent and ability are worth this number.

Wei Xinyuan is a talented student from the Qing Dynasty University and majored in chemistry. He has worked in the Vitality Factory for more than ten years.

He understands technology and the construction and operation management of daily chemical plants.

There is now a lack of such high-end talents around Yang Fei.

He had to poach someone with a high salary and build and manage the factory for him so that he could free up his hands and do other things.

Yang Fei smiled and said, "Mr. Wei, I am staying in your hospitality hotel, waiting for a reply."

Wei Xinyuan did not take the documents on the table, nor did he shake hands with Yang Fei, and stood up and left in a hurry.

On the way home, his mind was tossing and thinking about Yang Fei's words, and his handsome face that was too young, too handsome, and too polite.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw two female guests walking out of the house, and my wife was standing at the door to say goodbye.

He lives in an old-fashioned unit building, and the lights in the corridor were very dim. When he looked closely, he recognized the two visitors. They were his wife's middle school classmates. It seemed that he had only met once when he got married, and he still had some impression.

"Oh, Mr. Wei is back. Let's come here to travel and see old classmates. Let's get together again another day." The two female guests went downstairs with laughter.

"What are they here to do?" Wei Xinyuan asked his wife.

Over the years, there have been many people who come to him to find a relationship and want to enter the Vitality Factory, and he has long been annoyed.

"Didn't you listen to them? Come here for a trip." The wife said in a low mood, "I haven't seen each other for a few years. They have made a fortune. They have bought commercial housing and cars in the provincial capital."

"Is that so? I remember that last party, they were not as good as you!" Wei Xinyuan smiled, "And there is no need for people to compete. Are we pretty good now?"

"Whether it depends on who is comparing with. Compared with workers in third-tier cities, our conditions are of course good. If we compare with rich people, we are just workers who earn dead wages." The wife sat back on the chair and tutored her children to do her homework.

"They are not at work now?" Wei Xinyuan loosened his tie and unbuttoned his shirt.

"Last spring, I earned hundreds of thousands of dollars in one or a half years, one house and one car!"

"It's only 300,000!" Wei Xinyuan picked up the remote control and changed the channel.

"It's only 300,000? Haha! If you have the ability, give me a 300,000 yuan!"

Wei Xinyuan was speechless.

Because, he really can't take it out.

The face is the courage of a woman, and the money is the kidney of a man.

Women are beautiful and courageous, while men are rich and have a strong waist.

My wife was very excited today.

Seeing her husband's cowardly look, she said sarcastically: "Among the few good sisters, I married the best. In the past, they all envied me and married a top student from the Qing Dynasty. Now they have money, so they come to my house on purpose and are angry with me!"

Wei Xinyuan frowned: "What are you doing? Is it necessary to compare? Vanity! Vanity is the product of hypocrisy."

The wife was not convinced and said, "Poverty is not a shame, but being willing to be poor is a shame. Nowadays, the times are different, and market economy is everywhere. People who study missiles are better than those who sell tea eggs."
Chapter completed!