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Chapter 179 It’s impossible to pick peaches

"I can guess everything that is happening now, but you, Director Wu, can't. If you could have guessed this situation, you wouldn't have cooperated with us in the first place."

Rutang's very emotionally intelligent answer.

When Director Wu first agreed to cooperate with Rutang's family, he just wanted to make a small fortune of 1,800 yuan. He didn't even consider the consequences of this matter.

He didn't even study why the clothes style given by Rutang became popular, so he just agreed in a daze.

Now that the clothes are about to become a hit, the impact will definitely be huge. All subsequent developments are beyond the control of Director Wu. He can't hide it even if he wants to.

Factory Director Wu's mood at this moment was just like when he was forced to drink the tea handed over by Rutang yesterday. The feeling of being led by this woman came back again.

What was frustrating was that even if he knew he was being led by Rutang, he couldn't resist. Things were no longer within his control.

At this point, Factory Manager Wu faced only two paths.

First, he refused to cooperate with Rutang, waiting to be exposed by the deputy director and fired from the factory.

Second, if you cooperate with Rutang and take risks, you may get a chance to get promoted.

No matter whether Director Wu wanted it or not, from the moment he signed a contract with Yu Yaoyang, his fate had been sealed with the Rutang family.

"Brothers and sisters, I have an elder and a younger one, you won't harm me, right?" Factory Director Wu asked with great vicissitudes, his eyes already showing that he was at a disadvantage.

It's not a good feeling to have your destiny in someone else's hands.

"What benefit does harming you do to us? To put it bluntly, we are all seeking money."

Everyone is seeking wealth. These four words may seem like a philistine thing, but when they appear on such occasions, they become like a reassurance.

Director Wu seemed to have made up his mind and asked Rutang with his fists clenched.

"Then what benefits do you want to get from me?"

Rutang twitched the corner of his mouth.

"One hundred thousand yuan, we will help you upgrade to the next level, and the clothing factory will give us a one-time buyout fee of one hundred thousand yuan to buy out our creativity."

"One hundred thousand?!!!! Are you kidding me!!!" Director Wu's voice cracked.

This woman really dares to say that she will get one hundred thousand as soon as she opens her mouth.

What is the concept of one hundred thousand?

The garment factory received an order of RMB 50,000, but the profit was only RMB 20,000. After deducting wages for workers and machine wear and tear, the profit was only over RMB 10,000.

This woman asked for 100,000 yuan. Is she going crazy?

"Believe me, compared to the profit we can make from clothing, it's not much. The superiors will agree. By then, you will be promoted, my family will make money, and everyone will have a bright future."

Director Wu still couldn't accept this figure. One hundred thousand yuan, what a money grab!

But when he wanted to say something to Rutang, Rutang just smiled and asked Yu Yaoyang for help. Yu Yaoyang spread his hands and said, "Don't ask him. Women are in charge of his family now, and his wife has the final say."

Director Wu had no choice but to leave with doubts about life.

He had no choice but to take one step at a time. After all, the one hundred thousand that Rutang mentioned would be a long time coming.

After Director Wu left, Hao Mei and Xiao Li came out of the room.

When they were talking about business, the two of them consciously avoided it. The soundproofing of the room was not very good, so they heard what Rutang said to him.

"Rutang, do you really care about asking for one hundred thousand?!" Hao Mei couldn't wait to ask. If she hadn't covered her mouth with her hands just now, she would have even shouted out when she heard this outrageous number.

"Well, yes." Rutang nodded.

"If you want so much, you won't be arrested, right? No matter how hard someone asks for money, what is this called? Guining, you are good at reading, tell me what this is called." Seeing Guining also come out, Hao Mei hurriedly

consult.

"Blackmail?" Guining looked at Rutang.

Rutang nodded and shook his head.

"It's illegal to catch others and ask for money hard, but our behavior is legal and within the scope of the rules. We don't want any dirty money. Brother Yaoyang and I will give them ideas to clean up the mess.

, charging a technical guidance fee of 100,000 yuan is reasonable and reasonable.”

"How do you know that people are willing to spend this money?" Hao Mei couldn't imagine, 100,000 yuan, what is the concept?

Just two months ago, having a household worth ten thousand yuan was a lifelong dream for her.

The daughter actually said 100,000 when she opened her mouth. In Hao Mei's opinion, this figure already constituted a standard that could be sentenced to many years. It was shocking! She was so excited that her dialect came out.

"I will not put forward an unachievable figure for no reason. First of all, 100,000 yuan is a drop in the bucket compared to the profit I can create for them. Of course, there is also a possibility that they would rather not have more money than refuse to follow me.

Cooperation is just a gamble. After all, this is not their own business."

The garment factory is not a private enterprise. If the people above are selfish and don't want this performance, they just want to take a gamble and refuse to cooperate. It is entirely possible that things that harm others and benefit oneself are only happy. This is the most likely place to happen.

"The reason why I am sure that they will cooperate with us and accept my technical consultant bonus is another reason." Rutang looked at Yu Yaoyang, as if testing the tacit understanding between the two.

Others couldn't guess what she was thinking, but she felt that if it was him, it should be okay.

Yu Yaoyang, who was suddenly called by his wife's eyes, had the same feeling as when he was called by his class teacher to answer questions at school.

"If the people above want to replace Factory Director Wu and pick this peach, they will definitely use their own cronies, and more likely, directly use their own relatives. Such a huge benefit, not to mention how much gray income can be earned, is

This result is enough for peach pickers to move up the ranks, and they will not let go of this opportunity."

Under the gaze of his wife's head teacher, Yu Yaoyang gave the answer.

Rutang nodded with a smile.

She knew he would guess it.

"I'm a little dizzy..." Hao Mei felt that she didn't understand.

"I seem to understand a little bit." Xiao Li said thoughtfully.

"Our class had very good results. The head teacher took us under his wing for three years. In the fourth year of junior high school, the principal transferred his nephew to be the head teacher and asked our head teacher to take care of logistics. However, his nephew only took us under his wing for one week, and our class simulation test results were very poor.

The parents went to the principal to make a fuss before the class teacher was replaced - is this what my brother-in-law said, right?"

Guining is worthy of being a future scientist. He understood it after listening to it once and converted the intricate relationships in the garment factory into relationships that everyone can understand.

"If the grades of our class hadn't declined and the parents hadn't made a fuss, the principal's nephew would have been awarded the title of an outstanding class teacher, and he would have successfully taken over the principal's class in a few years. I heard other teachers say this.

It was our original class teacher who gave us the results, but the honor was given to the principal’s nephew, the peach picker my brother-in-law said.”

No one cares whether this basket of peaches is rotten or good, after all, these are public "peaches".

But if the peaches rot in the basket, the person carrying the basket cannot escape the blame.


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