As a well-known good student in eight villages in ten miles and eighty, and a student who missed out by a few points in the era when the college admission rate was 5%, Ai Xiaoqing's learning ability is beyond doubt.
I recited the famous poem fluently back then. Even after more than ten years, I am still very familiar with it.
So when I saw this text, I didn't think anything was wrong. I lowered my head and walked to the sofa in the living room to sit down. The more I read, the weirder it became. Suddenly, Ai Xiaoqing realized something, and a wry smile crept up the corner of her mouth. Thinking
After a moment, he stood up resolutely and opened Wang Ai's door with a heavy expression.
"Son," Ai Xiaoqing said straight to the point: "Mom is not Wu Jiang, and she will not allow anyone to bully you. But I don't want to see it... anyway... that is my brother too, please kiss..."
Wang Ai smiled and shook his head, and pushed a piece of paper to Ai Xiaoqing. On it was a simple mathematical application problem: Question 1, each truck has five tons of raw materials, mixed with 3.5 tons of water, and the raw material costs 4,000 yuan, and the supply is 4 trucks per day.
How much does the vendor illegally occupy every day? Question 2: Each piece of equipment has a daily net profit of 400 yuan. There are 130 pieces of equipment in total. How much is the daily net profit?
Ai Xiaoqing glanced briefly and turned pale.
Wang Ai pushed over another piece of paper: Article 140 of the "Criminal Law", the crime of producing and selling counterfeit and inferior products... Anyone with a sales amount of more than 2 million yuan shall be sentenced to 15 years in prison or life imprisonment, and shall be fined not less than 50% but not more than twice the sales amount.
Or confiscate property; "Criminal Law" Article 266: Whoever defrauds public or private property... if the amount is particularly huge or there are other particularly serious circumstances, shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than ten years or life imprisonment, and shall also be fined or have property confiscated.
Ai Xiaoqing's body shuddered after seeing this: Is the matter already so serious? The few trucks of raw materials delivered every day are only one-tenth of the daily raw materials consumption. It is inconspicuous, but it threatens the survival of the factory. His younger brother, who was pregnant back then,
You're a little kid who's holding your own legs to get some sweets. Are you so cruel now? It's not just that you're getting money for nothing, but you don't even consider the family business of your sister, brother-in-law, and nephew!
Wang Ai quickly stood up and helped her sit down.
Ai Xiaoqing adjusted her emotions and said slowly after a long while: "Anyway, he is also your uncle. He hugged you when you were young and he is our real relative."
Wang Ai shook his head: "Mom, I was very young and ignorant at first, but my memory is very good."
Ai Xiaoqing was stunned. After five years of studying in the third year of high school, his grades in the first year of high school were much higher than the national key points. Is there any need to talk about Wang Ai's memory?
"However, for my mother's sake, I won't do anything to him, but I won't allow him to interfere with them anymore in the factory." Wang Ai added.
Ai Xiaoqing nodded, and the mother and son talked for a while.
When Wang Bin came back, Ai Xiaoqing was calling the heads of the three major systems of flower shops, Internet cafes, and food, informing them of their decision to travel to Dalian in batches for a week starting tomorrow.
Wang Ai also called Secretary Jin in the factory that night and talked to him about the strict procurement standards of the raw material warehouse. Secretary Jin was clean-minded and upright, and he agreed on the spot: He would personally take over the raw material warehouse tomorrow and guarantee one kilogram of unqualified raw materials.
He also couldn't get in. Wang Ai also discussed the issue of supplier qualification assessment with him. The two made a preliminary agreement on the phone to start a trial of the supplier qualification certificate system next week. Suppliers without qualification certificates will not be allowed to enter the factory.
The second class in the morning of the next day was mathematics. After class, Wang Ai recorded two question types on paper that were not very clear. When the exhausted Wang Ai walked out of the teaching building with the ball in his arms, he unexpectedly
Among all kinds of senior high school students, I saw Li Lin.
Wang Ai waved his hand, and the two of them walked to the deserted big tree.
Li Lin said hurriedly: "Sun Yi's call just came to the communication room. Secretary Jin had a quarrel with him this morning. He pushed Secretary Jin backwards."
"How are you, old man?" Wang Ai grabbed Li Lin's arm eagerly.
Li Lin shook his head: "I don't know the specific situation yet. He was sent to the hospital. It may be serious. After all, the old man is 65."
Wang Ai raised his head and took a deep breath. In this large factory, he is undoubtedly indispensable, but the second indispensable person is neither Wang Bin, the general manager, nor Wang Bin, the deputy general manager.
Show, but Secretary Jin, who is actually in charge of organizations, trade unions and other functions every day, and always quarrels with other middle-level cadres on behalf of workers' interests. Secretary Jin's work can avoid the tense labor relations in the early stages of private enterprises, and only then can the top and bottom be established.
A harmonious situation of one mind.
The manufacturing industry is complicated. There are many examples of people like Ai Xiaoming who can threaten the survival of a company by delivering only one-tenth of the raw materials every day. If there is a problem in any link of a factory with thousands of people, it will be a disaster. That's right.
It is because of the existence of Mr. Jin that the company can develop and expand smoothly to this day in a situation where everyone from top to bottom is either inexperienced and unable to manage the company, or has the stale atmosphere of an old state-owned enterprise, or even is in chaos. Unite people, no one
Making things worse will actually accelerate growth and maturity. Secretary Jin is undoubtedly a talisman!
"Brother Li Lin, wait for me first." Wang Ai ordered, turned around and found a classmate, asked him to find the teacher to ask for leave, and then hurried out of the school.
"Go back to the factory or go to the hospital?" Li Lin held the steering wheel.
"Beyond the Internet Cafe Head Office." Wang Ai said with eyes closed.
Li Lin glanced at Wang Ai unexpectedly, but did not dare to question. He released the clutch, stepped on the accelerator, and headed straight to Hospital 201.
Nowadays, the Beyond Internet Cafe has become the most well-known cultural activity venue in Liaoyang City. There is a main store with 150 computers in the city and four flagship stores with hundreds of computers. Although the Internet fee has not dropped, the service level and hardware have not dropped.
The facilities have been greatly improved. Among other things, the waiters hired are all graduates of Liaoyang Art School. They are tall, long legs, miniskirts, fair-skinned, beautiful and sweet. Every big store has hired a waiter at the same time.
The bastard was in charge and was treated the same as Song Laoliu, with a half-percent bonus. In addition, there were eight medium-sized stores with fifty computers distributed in the city.
Since the first Internet cafe, Wang Ai has not continued to invest in it, relying entirely on the high-profit division and replication of the Internet cafe itself at this stage. By August 1997, the city's layout had been completed. Now he is preparing to use the help of
The flower company has channels and connections in other cities in Liaoning, and has accumulated funds to expand to other cities.
When we arrived at the entrance of the beautifully decorated Internet cafe, the store manager Liu An, who was the clerk who could speak fluent foreign languages, happened to be there and hurriedly said hello. After entering the store, Song Laoliu, who was wearing a suit and tie, also greeted him.
Song Laoliu is not what he used to be. He used to be a stinky bitch, but now he is a cultured man. Not only has he grown his hair, he is neatly groomed, and he is also specially equipped with a pair of plain glasses. He is seen by no one except the little hooligans who are looking for trouble.
Not his vicious side.
"Old Song, I'm here to find out some information from you. Ai Xiaoming, how much do you know?" Wang Ai sat down in the manager's office and got straight to the point.
Song Laoliu rolled his eyes and was about to speak when Wang Ai reached out to stop him.
"Old Song, let me tell you the truth, I am going to deal with him today. So you don't have to go behind my back and tell me everything you heard about him, mainly about him and the factory."
Song Lao Liuyi grinned. As a member of the Wang family enterprise system, and as a gangster with wide social connections, he naturally heard news about a person like Ai Xiaoming. In the past, due to his special
I can only keep silent and guard my one-third of an acre of land. Now that the prince has asked... Hehe, the old Wang family is an investor, so it is natural for them to make a lot of money. The little boss will soon be famous all over the world. I
Song Laoliu is also willing to accept it. But why do you, Ai Xiaoming? I, Song Laoliu, have been famous in the White Tower for twenty years. Do I have to work in a decent manner and get paid?
"I've heard a lot about this news. I can't help it. There are many poor friends. Who doesn't expect to make a fortune from big factories?" Speaking of this, Song Laoliu patted his forehead: "Hey, hey,
At the beginning, I was just trying to make a fuss, but now the deputy mayor has gone to the factory twice in the first half year. No one is as cool as me, so I just want to deliver goods to the factory in an orderly manner, with large quantities and full control.
Everyone can live a good life.”
"What about Ai Xiaoming? Now we call him Mr. Ai." Song Laoliu said with a sarcastic look.
