Eight hundred and fiftieth eight chapters start work with money
There is very little wire transfer business in this era. It is a technology only available in big cities. Employees in small cities do not believe in transfers. It is safest to keep money in hand, so unit expenses must be paid in cash. Some small factories are okay.
, it’s easier if you don’t have a lot of money. The expenses of a large enterprise like the Bureau of Mines are absolutely
It was a spectacular scene. It was really driving a truck to withdraw money. Dozens of accountants and cashiers had to work all morning to get the money out. When wages were paid, there were long queues at the door of the financial offices of all departments in the factory.
, the money received was clearly counted, and not even a penny was spared.
In the afternoon of the same day, Zhao Xianfeng and other heads of several bureaus led their financial staff to the door of a national bank, especially the Mining Bureau. A van arrived, and five guards wearing big hats stood outside the van.
There is also a gun on his waist. Police officers on duty these days all have guns on them.
More than ten people gathered at the entrance of the National Bank. Passersby found it strange and thought the bank had been robbed. A few brave ones even came over to take a look.
"Stay back, stay back, don't come forward! Stay back!"
One of the guards touched his lower back and shouted, causing the pedestrians to retreat in fright.
Zhao Xianfeng was sitting in his Santner, and the other three directors were sitting in the back row. It was too hot outside, already over 30 degrees. Standing in the sun could dry people out, especially since Zhao Xianfeng was still a
Fatty, this season is a kind of torture for him. Fortunately, the newly purchased Santner has air conditioning. The cold wind blowing makes him feel much better.
"Director Zhao, this Liu Lang is really rich. Did he really just give us millions like this?"
Director Gao of the Urban Construction Bureau still can't believe this.
"Lao Gao, this Liu Lang is not an ordinary person. I estimate that he must have the support of a powerful figure behind him!"
Zhao Xianfeng said.
"That should be true. That Wang Zhendong is the deputy minister of the Ministry of Industry. He personally came to Fucheng to help Liu Lang. Is this possible without the support of big shots?"
Director Han on the side also echoed.
"Then how powerful do you think he is behind him?"
Director Gao was very curious.
"How old is the official? I think it must be at least deputy state level, and it may even be those old people!"
Zhao Xianfeng replied.
"Those old people? You mean the old people?"
"Maybe, think about it, Liu Lang was interviewed by Mr. Deng back then, and it was all in the newspapers. Only those old people can let a deputy minister follow him in person!"
"My God, we also have a big shot in Fucheng. He is only eight years old now. When he grows up, won't it be amazing? Do you think Liu Lang can become a leader in the future?"
"I think it's about the same. We can't afford to offend such people, so we have to take good care of them!"
Several people were discussing Liu Lang's affairs when a large jeep came running from a distance. The car stopped nearby and Sun Hu jumped out of the car with three people.
Zhao Xianfeng and others got out of the car immediately.
"Everyone, I am Mr. Liu's driver. Come in with me!"
Sun Hu didn't waste any time and walked into the bank with a few people.
"It's not Liu Lang, I still want to meet him!"
Several people were a little disappointed. They all wanted to see this legendary genius, but it seemed that they couldn't see him today.
Liu Lang had 200 million yuan in his personal account. This money was brought by him from the United States. It was originally 20 million U.S. dollars and was transferred from abroad to China. The state took away the U.S. dollars and gave him 200 million yuan.
There is another account, a national special account, which also contains 200 million yuan, and the right to use it was also given to Liu Lang.
Liu Lang's personal account was located in Fucheng, and the national special account was located in Shencheng. In this era, the wire transfer business did not rise. Some large amounts of funds were sent by money order, and most of them were in cash.
The 200 million in Liu Lang's personal account was cash. Such a large capital flow was rare in Fucheng. When the country gave him this money, it took two cash transport trucks to transport it from Shencheng to Fucheng.
It looks like a thick wall, and the money is now placed in the underground vault of the National Bank.
Zhao Xianfeng and others followed Sun Hu into the bank. The president of the bank had already received a call and was waiting here.
"Everyone, Mr. Liu said that your first payment for the project will be one-third of the total payment, and another third after the project is completed. The entire payment will be paid after the acceptance is passed. Is it okay to pay like this?"
Sun Hu said to everyone.
"Okay, okay, no problem!"
Originally, Zhao Xianfeng and others only wanted a quarter, but Liu Lang was more generous and directly gave him a third.
"This is a contract, please sign it!"
In this era, Fucheng government departments did not say much about their work. It didn't matter even if there was no agreement, they just worked. Of course, Liu Lang also believed that they would not take money and not work, but the necessary agreements still had to be signed.
"Sign the agreement? Let me see!"
The directors took a brief look at it and found that it was clearly written on it and the amount was no problem, so they wrote down their names without saying anything.
"Withdraw money!"
Sun Hu didn't waste any time and handed the bankbook to the staff at the counter.
Six bank staff hurriedly took out more than 2 million yuan from the vault and piled it on a table. Fortunately, the country issued the fourth set of RMB in 1987, which contained 100-yuan banknotes. Otherwise,
It’s all ten yuan for “Great Unity” and that would fill a whole room.
Then the financial personnel brought by several directors checked the amount they deserved. The smallest telephone office had more than a hundred thousand, and the mining bureau had the most, more than one million. This was money, and everyone was smiling.
"Dear leaders, Mr. Liu has too many things to do today and does not have time to come over. He said that when he has time to treat everyone to dinner, the construction of our industrial group will trouble you!"
"Brother, go back and tell Mr. Liu, please rest assured that we will complete the task on time!"
Director Gao quickly answered.
"Okay, then I'll leave first!"
After Sun Hu finished speaking, he turned and left.
"Okay, everyone has your money, let's start work tomorrow!"
Early the next morning, a large number of vehicles drove into the area designated by Liu Lang and began to clean up the site.
Five hundred acres of land is very large. It is summer now and is covered with dense weeds. However, these weeds can't stop the modern machinery. Six forklifts rushed up in a hurry. After a few hours, most of the land was cleared, exposing the bottom.
On the land, there are more than a dozen trucks outside, constantly transporting weeds and debris to designated places.
These workers are all migrant workers. They usually earn the same amount of wages for a month if they work more or less, and there is no overtime pay. But this time is different. Their leaders made it very clear at the conference that it only takes two months to complete the work.
The slogan of raising an individual's monthly salary by three times is more powerful than any mobilization. Workers are not afraid of being tired, but they are afraid of not getting money. As long as the money is in place, there is no problem if they don't sleep.
So they showed the spirit of the "Great War" period in the 1950s, working two shifts a day and not resting at night. They used decades of vehicles and hundreds of people to fight for two months.