Two days later, it was the 29th of the twelfth lunar month. Every household was preparing to celebrate the New Year. People who had wandered abroad returned to their hometowns one after another, and the small county town was extremely lively for a while.
Meng Xiaobai has been staying behind closed doors these days, canceling all visits to relatives and classmates, and directing the company's affairs remotely from home every day. Because the company is developing rapidly, many employees did not go home for the New Year this year, and half of the senior executives stayed in the company.
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"The sales of "Super Battlefield" have stabilized and are expected to reach 2 billion in the first month. And it is expected to surge during the Chinese New Year!" Ruan Song posted a message in the company's senior management group, saying proudly: "Although
Our building blocks are the last to join Deep Space Technology, but this revenue data should be the first, right?"
Pan Yu: "Awesome! Games are really profitable! Our factory's sales have doubled, and our monthly profit is barely over 10 million."
There are too many costs in manufacturing, and profit margins are relatively low.
Gao Yuan: "Our advertising revenue last month increased by 6.5% year-on-year. In front of 2 billion, it is not enough. (Expression: looking up to the boss)"
Wu Binghui: "Everyone has done well this year. It's almost the Chinese New Year. Will Mr. Meng give us some benefits?"
Gao Yuan: “I agree!”
Gan Huarong: “1!”
Huang Yu: "2!"
Liao Rong: "3!"
Meng Xiaobai posted in the group: "We'll talk about it on New Year's Eve!"
Ruan Song: "That's it! I won't eat from now on, just wait for Mr. Meng's red envelope to eat New Year's Eve dinner!"
Meng Xiaobai is also now considering the distribution of the company's interests. Although the company is under his control, if he wants employees to sincerely contribute to the company, they must provide sufficient benefits.
Generally, companies provide stock option incentives, or executives directly hold shares, and wait for the company to go public.
Naturally, it is impossible for Deep Space Technology to be listed. Meng Xiaobai can give up a certain proportion of shares as option incentives. Of course, his holding will definitely remain at more than 51%, and he will have veto power and important resolution rights.
, ensuring his absolute control over the company.
In addition, Meng Xiaobai feels that the annual salary of senior officials can also be increased, and it is not impossible to even exceed 100 million like the Penguin Group. Although this will require a large amount of personal income tax, since the income is so high, it is also an honor to pay taxes for the country.
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While Meng Xiaobai was thinking, there was a knock on the door.
Opening the door, there was a young girl, who looked about the same age as Meng Xiaobai, with healthy wheat-colored skin, not tall, and quite delicate in appearance. She had an anxious look on her face.
"Who are you looking for?" Meng Xiaobai asked.
"Is Meng Xiaobai at home?" she asked breathlessly, probably running all the way here.
"I'm just, what's the matter?" Meng Xiaobai was very curious. He didn't know this girl.
"Meng Hua, something happened to him!" she said anxiously.
"What? What happened to him?" Meng Xiaobai asked quickly.
"He went to the countryside to collect goods, but he was surrounded by a group of fishermen who refused to let him go! They even beat him!" The girl was so anxious that she said, "Meng Hua asked me to ask you for help."
"Meng Hua was stopped?" Meng Lei and Tang Biyun also heard the sound and ran over to ask, "What happened?"
"Because of the payment issue, Meng Hua accepted their goods and agreed to pay for the shipment next year. But they didn't know who they heard and said that Meng Hua had no money to pay them, so they surrounded Meng Hua and insisted on him.
Give him the money today, or he won’t be allowed to leave!” the girl said.
"That's not possible!" Tang Biyun was also anxious, "If we let those people beat us for the Chinese New Year, they wouldn't be serious..."
"Mom, I'll take care of it." Meng Xiaobai said.
"I'll go too!" Meng Lei said.
"No, I'll just go. These are all small things." If it were other things, Meng Xiaobai might still have a headache, but since it's something that can be solved with money, it's much easier to handle.
"Girl, let's go!" Meng Xiaobai didn't forget to take the small box given to him by Ant-Man before leaving. Those miniature ant robots can be paralyzed by electric discharge and can be used for self-protection.
In the car, Meng Xiaobai asked her, "What is your name and what is your relationship with Meng Hua?"
"Jiang Xuan, I am Meng Hua's girlfriend." She replied.
"Huh?" Meng Xiaobai looked at her again and said, "This guy Meng Hua doesn't even say he has a girlfriend."
"Brother Bai, hurry up, I'm afraid something will happen to him!" Jiang Xuan said anxiously.
"Don't worry, this car is very fast, but we have to do a few things first." Meng Xiaobai parked the car in front of the bank.
"What else are you going to do?" Jiang Xuan was puzzled.
"Jiang Xuan, please call the reporters from the county or city TV stations right now, tell them the news, and ask them to come over as soon as possible, do you understand?" Meng Xiaobai ordered, "Don't worry about why, just do as you are told."
After he finished speaking, he walked into the bank. There were many people queuing up in the bank, including customers and offices.
"You are still looking for reporters at this time? This..." Jiang Xuan was dissatisfied. Meng Hua was already in an embarrassing situation. If reporters came, wouldn't it be even more difficult? But Meng Hua asked him to listen to his brother.
In desperation, Jiang Xuan found the contact information online and called.
Coincidentally, a reporter from the city TV station was doing a talk show during the New Year period in the county. After hearing about it, he said he would rush there immediately.
In the room, Meng Xiaobai said to the bank manager: "Withdraw three million in cash, I'm in a hurry!"
"Okay, please wait a minute." The manager was not surprised. Every Chinese New Year, the bosses have to pay their employees, and with the custom of giving out red envelopes during the Chinese Spring Festival, a lot of cash is kept in the bank.
Soon, the bank staff carried three cartons to Meng Xiaobai's car, which contained three million in cash!
"Let's go!" Meng Xiaobai started the engine and headed straight for the destination.
At the same time, Meng Jianzhang was at his house in Hu County, and Meng Hua's parents were visiting him at home.
The two specially prepared tea and local products, gave gifts to Meng Jianzhang, and mentioned their son's affairs.
Meng Jianzhang smiled and said: "Uncle, I have retired now. And I think your son's career is quite good. There is nothing to be ashamed of. Rural e-commerce and new retail are the trend!"
"What's the trend? He's just fooling around! He's not even going home during the Chinese New Year!" Meng Shan didn't believe it at all.
Meng Jianzhang continued: "Actually, uncle, if you want Meng Hua to develop better, you might as well find your brother's child. That child is amazing now!"
"You mean Meng Xiaobai?" Zhang Qiao asked doubtfully, "What can he do? At his age, he can take good care of himself. He will lead our Meng Hua into trouble!"
"Hahaha! You have misunderstood!" Meng Jianzhang was about to say, but suddenly Mengshan's cell phone rang, and Meng Hua said anxiously: "Dad, I was blocked by fishermen in Bailong Township! They insist that I deliver the goods now.
payment!"
There was a lot of noise on the phone, and someone was shouting: "If you don't pay me today, don't even think about it this year!"
"This unlucky boy!" Mengshan was furious and cursed: "Look at the bad things you have done! How much does it cost?"
"Eight hundred thousand." Meng Hua said.
"What, 800,000? I'll beat you to death!" Mengshan was so angry that he almost vomited blood. 800,000 is not enough even if he sells his house!
"Son, are you okay?" Zhang Qiao asked worriedly.
"I'm fine now, but I won't be able to say anything later." Meng Hua held the phone. Surrounding him were a group of fishermen from Bailong Township, each with a fierce look. There were also people holding harpoons, surrounding him.
There were also many villagers watching the fun.
"Think of a solution quickly!" Zhang Qiao was extremely anxious.
"Don't I think about this?" Meng Shan said angrily, "What can I do now? He has wiped out all the family's savings! How can we get out 800,000 yuan! This will cost me my life!"
"No matter what, let's go over there first, otherwise something will happen to this kid."
As he was about to stand up, Meng Jianzhang frowned slightly and said, "Okay, I'll go take a look too."
"That's great." Zhang Qiao seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. If Meng Jianzhang was willing to help, his son would have a chance to turn danger into good fortune today.
The group of people set off quickly. Speaking of it, they were closer than Meng Xiaobai, so they arrived before Meng Xiaobai.
Bailong Township is a town near a lake. Most of the people living in the township are fishermen. Meng Hua wanted to sell the township's agricultural and sideline products online. A few years ago, he persuaded some fishermen to sell their aquatic products online.
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Now the goods have been shipped, but the money will definitely not come back until after the year. But I don’t know who spread the rumor that Meng Hua has no money at all and is a liar. Now the fishermen quit, surrounded him, and insisted on him
Pay the price immediately.
"Everyone, listen to me! I have sold all my goods to you. I will not be able to give you the money until the money is returned after the new year!" Meng Hua said loudly, but none of the fishermen around him listened. His
There was also a red and swollen patch on his face, which was from being beaten during the dispute.
"Fart, you have no money at all!"
"Yeah, it's almost Chinese New Year, and we haven't seen a penny yet! You are a liar!"
"This person still wants to continue to lie!"
"If you don't have money, don't even think about going home to celebrate the New Year!" The fisherman holding the harpoon glared at Meng Hua fiercely, making his legs weak. If the other party was impulsive, he would be disabled if he didn't die!
"Have you seen that Meng Hua has no money?" Zhao Laosan said among the onlookers, "This is what will happen if you believe him. These people will not be able to get their money back this year!"
Zhao Laosan was the initiator of the rumor. He was originally a fishmonger. Meng Hua robbed his business, so he used this trick to deal with Meng Hua. It worked really well.
"Liar, luckily I didn't sell him the fish!"
"I'm just saying, he has no hair on his lips and is not solid in his work. This kid is not a serious person at first glance!"
“It’s all a scam to sell fish online!”
The villagers were talking a lot, and Zhao Laosan was very proud. Today, Meng Hua will shed his skin even if he doesn't die. Don't even think about continuing his business!
Meng Jianzhang's car arrived at the scene. As soon as he got off the car, Meng Shan and others were surrounded.
"Where's the money? Bring me the money!" the fishermen shouted.
"Everyone, calm down first. I won't give you the money for the goods next year...I'll give you a guarantee!" Mengshan shouted.
"You're nothing!" The fishermen didn't accept this idea at all, "If you don't have money, it's useless what you say!"
"You and your family are all liars! Shameless!" Meng Shan and Zhang Qiao both blushed when they were insulted like this, but there was nothing they could do.
"It's all your fault!" Meng Shan waited for Meng Hua, wanting to beat him up first.
"What should we do now?" Zhang Qiao was blocked by so many people and was completely panicked.
"How do I know what to do?" Mengshan couldn't conjure up money out of thin air. It was still 800,000, and he couldn't even borrow it.
Meng Jianzhang was also hesitant. He could get the 800,000, but no one's money was printed in a money printing machine. He borrowed money today. Whether the Mengshan family can pay it back is a question. By then, various relatives
People would come to his door to borrow money, and maybe someone from the clan would come to ask him to donate money to the ancestral hall or something.
At this moment, a black Mercedes-Benz came speeding up. Meng Jianzhang's eyesight was very good. When he saw a line of numbers on the license plate, he smiled and said: "It's okay, the person to solve the problem is here."
"Who?" Mengshan was puzzled. Who else could help his son?