A week passed quickly, at the end of the month, July 31st
"Hey, hey...Boss Liu, you can't hear me clearly again, um...uh uh...send these tires to me as soon as possible. They are needed urgently at my construction site, hahaha...money is not an issue, the key is your giving
My price must be favorable, and we must establish a long-term cooperative relationship, yes... yes..."
Wang Yaocheng stood on the slope, holding an exaggerated big brick Motorola mobile phone in his hand, talking to the other party at the top of his lungs, which could be heard from 100 meters away.
Standing next to him were Luo Qianjin and Zheng Yuan, the second generals of Hengha, as well as Nanjing locals Du Bo and Fan Qingyun, who had recently been recruited. They stood helplessly next to the Nissan pickup truck and looked at Wang Yaocheng with envy. This is the style of the trend-setters of the times.
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Du Bo is thirty-eight years old. He is a first-generation college student who returned to the city after being transferred to the city and resumed the college entrance examination. He once worked as the manager of the Shengzhou Road Department Store. However, due to the heavy debts of his company, it closed down and became one of the many unemployed people.
This person has a flexible mind, is familiar with the operation and management of the department store industry, has strong administrative and organizational skills, is rare to be good at accepting new things, and has been insisting on self-study.
Du Bo applied to be the office director of Pacific Co., Ltd., and he handled various trivial matters very well. He saved Wang Yaocheng a lot of trouble and was highly regarded.
Fan Qingyun is 35 years old, a decentralized young man from Shanghai. He is a self-taught enterprise cadre. He once served as the technical section chief at Dongfanghong Electronic Instrument Factory. After the company closed down, he has been unemployed ever since.
This person has a deep understanding of the electronics industry. He did not give up studying after he was laid off. He has been following the new direction of international industrial development. What is even more rare is that he has taught himself English and has very good speaking and reading skills.
From him, Wang Yaocheng saw the shadow of his own past. Fan Qingyun applied to be the material section chief of Pacific Co., Ltd. and was fully able to adapt to his current role.
In addition, Pacific Co., Ltd. recruited Finance Section Chief Ke Mei, a 34-year-old accountant. She is a shrewd and capable middle-aged woman who was once the deputy section chief of the Finance Section of the bankrupt Dongfanghong Electronic Instrument Factory.
Recruited the general section chief Zheng Fushan, 43 years old, who once served as the deputy director in charge of logistics at the bankrupt Jinling City No. 6 Textile Factory. This was a large factory with tens of thousands of employees. It could not adapt to the new situation during the reform and opening up and was barely surviving.
Seven years later, it was finally acquired by a Hong Kong boss, along with a large number of laid-off and unemployed people.
Recruiting more people than expected, Pacific Co., Ltd. quickly expanded to 15 people. Except for four middle-level cadres, the others were young people with work experience and were responsible for various chores.
"This broken phone has exhausted me to death. My arms are sore from lifting it, and my ears are almost cooked." Wang Yaocheng finished the call and handed the phone to Zheng Yuan helplessly. "Let's change the battery. This is another battery."
The battery is out."
The first-generation Motorola big brick phone weighed over 1 kilogram, had a call time of only half an hour, and was priced at 26,000 yuan.
There are so many things going on every day. Once Wang Yaocheng cannot be found, no one dares to make a decision on many things, which is a waste of time.
"Ding ding, ding, ding," before I could change the battery, the phone rang again.
"Mr. Wang..."
"Give it to me, to make a long story short." Wang Yaocheng took the call and pressed the answer button. There was a messy sound of electricity coming from the phone, and nothing could be heard clearly.
He held the phone helplessly, wandered around looking for a signal, and stood on the mound again. Well... the sound of electricity coming from the phone was much quieter, and he could barely hear it clearly.
"Who...what? Someone in the company came to see me. What kind of phone call should I make? Playing the piano randomly, you think I'm not messy enough? Hmm... I have a lot of background, oh oh, I know, tell them I'm heading to Huizhou
On the way to the province, right... right... what are you going to do? Negotiating construction machinery, traveling to relax, don't you know how to find reasons? I need to teach you this."
Wang Yaocheng hung up the phone unhappily and threw the big hot brick to Zheng Yuan. Zheng Yuan frightened the football goalkeeper and held the ball with both hands and steadily caught the call.
This young man made a mistake. This is a big brother with more than 20,000 yuan. What should I do if it breaks?
Wang Yaocheng was not in the mood to talk much, so he turned around and opened the passenger door of the Nissan pickup truck and got in. Others swarmed in and got into the car. The cool air-conditioned air blew on them, eliminating most of the heat.
Du Bo was in charge of driving, and the Nissan pickup truck moved forward steadily in gear, with the sound so low that it could not be heard.
During this period of 1991, the price of cars was so ridiculous that it was so high that it made people’s balls hurt.
The Santana in Shanghai sells for more than 200,000 yuan, the six-cylinder Cherokee in Beijing sells for 320,000 yuan, and the older-generation pickup truck jointly owned by Zhengzhou Nissan also costs more than 300,000 yuan. "One meal is a cow, and a building is under the butt." Can you believe it?
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How much does a building cost?
Based on the level of the provincial capital Jinling City, with more than 300,000 yuan, you can buy a 2,000-square-meter office building in front of Jinling University. The value is the same as a Nissan pickup truck. It is simply incredible.
Wang Yaocheng would not spend such a waste of money, as it would be a thunderstorm. This car was rented from the Japanese project department and provided to the Pacific Company to run chores. He was busy from morning to night every day.
Du Bo, the office director, and Zheng Fushan, the general section chief, take turns driving, basically taking over the driver's job. Now the company has split one person into three, and there is no way to provide a full-time driver.
Capitalists are so evil-minded, squeezing every last bit of surplus value out of workers. The black blood of greed flows through every pore of capital.
But now, facing the huge flow of laid-off and unemployed people, there are countless people who want to be squeezed. If you set up a sign in the talent market, you will be overwhelmed by the crowds.
We are not yet at the peak of laid-off and unemployed people. By 1992, a wave of layoffs was surging across the country as companies closed down, impacting the land of China. Tens of millions of laid-off workers flooded into the job market.
It's so dark that it makes people's scalp numb.
"Mr. Wang, in the company just now..." Du Bo asked cautiously while driving.
"Those who come to catch the autumn wind are probably not easy to deal with. I don't want to meet them for the time being. I'll postpone it for a few days."
"I know what to do." Du Bo felt confident; "Mr. Wang, where are we going now?"
"Isn't the court going to auction the yard of the bankrupt unit on Qingdao Road? Let's go over and take a look. It doesn't matter if the company doesn't have a foothold here. If it's suitable, it still needs an office location."
"Okay." Du Bo drove to the intersection ahead, turned the front of the car, and drove towards Qingdao Road.
After explaining the matter, Wang Yaocheng felt relieved and sat in the passenger seat with his eyes closed to relax.
People in China are all masters of Tai Chi, and there will never be any fireworks when they perform it. People who don’t know how to do Tai Chi have the nerve to claim to have work experience?
The delay was just a temporary measure. Wang Yaocheng did not expect that he would attract greedy underwater predators so quickly. By not meeting each other for the time being, he would leave enough time to investigate the other party's background and make a final plan.
Since the start of the project, there have been a lot of people from all walks of life in the past two days, including social workers and people from various departments. Wang Yaocheng asked Manager Shinji Watanabe to arrange for two Japanese personnel to be responsible for the reception, while Pacific Company hid behind.
When the other party sat down to communicate, they listened to the Fusang people chatting and chatting. They couldn't sit still at all. They basically left the tea before taking a few sips. There was really no way to communicate.
Now, some people with more complex backgrounds have appeared, which is a bad sign.
It shows that the prosperous business of Pacific Company's cooking oil has attracted the attention of predators lurking under the water. It should be just a test at the moment. The people who come are just small characters. There is no need to pay attention to it for the time being and just deal with it.
It is obviously unwise to feed these small characters now and wait until the real powerful team comes on the scene to have to cut the flesh again.
Earthmoving projects have always been a place rich in oil and water. The engineering team has never said that one can only eat it alone. Everyone shares it, and then laughs without saying a word.
Wang Yaocheng's situation is different. He has no plans to deepen his career in this earthmoving business. As a glorious reborn person, he really cannot afford to disgrace this person.
His purpose is to earn more start-up capital as soon as possible, invest in other lucrative fields, and grow rapidly.