Chapter 335 Respectfully invite the ancestors to go out!
Jia Liu was really angry. Why did he post all the project quotations for the Ministry of Internal Affairs?
Why engage in project bidding?
Could it be that he was really being slandered by Mr. Jia as being as honest as water and not greedy for money?
Or do you really want to save money for the Ministry of Internal Affairs?
neither.
Only when he is dark-hearted, corrupt and depraved can he save money for the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
There is only one purpose, which is to tell those participating in the bidding that the project payment must be in line with the quotation given by the supervisor. Otherwise, how can the supervisor explain to the supervisor.
At the end of the co-authoring quarrel, was the manager trying to report the expenses to the superiors?
Therefore, the general manager's quotation and the contractor's cost must actually match, and the error cannot exceed 10%.
However, the contractor must have an idea of how much he will get.
For example, for the renovation project of the general manager's office, the total budget is fifty thousand taels, the contractor gets 20%, and the general manager gets 80%. Isn't that excessive?
If you feel that the manager is getting too much, you don't have to do the project that the manager has done.
Are you afraid that no one will do this project that is worth real money?
If no one really does it, the steward's nephews and grandsons who come from Quwo's hometown can also fool them.
Once done, the accounts must be made clear according to the needs of the general manager.
A brick, two texts?
Did you fool Emperor Shengzuren or deliberately push the steward into the pit of fire?
It should be noted that bricks are the foundation of the mausoleum, and bricks are the pillars of the country. Although they are made of clay, how much hard work of craftsmen is contained in them, and how much principles of serving the country and the people are contained in them?
Even if you say less, it will cost you two hundred coins!
To put it bluntly, it would be a political mistake to treat the bricks used by Emperor Sheng Zuren as the bricks used by ordinary people to build houses!
Furthermore, the fact that a brick cost only two cents will be reported by someone who is interested. The manager will have to go to Ninggu Pagoda tomorrow to take care of the children of the Pi family.
There is no way around it. This immoral thing offends not the previous managers, but the entire Ministry of Internal Affairs, including the Ministry of Works.
Delwan, you may say he is stupid, but he is definitely not.
A fool would not think about contracting projects, nor would he think about bribing superior officials.
But the political consciousness is really too low. The entire project plan only requires 17,000 taels of silver. If he really wants to win the bid, the unspent 33,000 taels will have to be sent to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, right?
With this realization, I will still be a gravekeeper in my next life.
No future.
Call it back and redo it, no need to discuss.
No matter what the material is, it must be the best!
It must be specially customized!
In short, if you don’t work with the General Manager and follow the General Manager’s requirements, you won’t be able to complete this project.
However, the manager will not refund the five hundred taels of silver.
No reason, just not retreating.
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In a competitive bidding process, doesn’t the bid with the lowest price win?
Delwan felt aggrieved and confused.
He calculated that if it were carried out according to the needs of the general manager, the renovation of the entire general manager's office and sewerage and other projects would cost at most five to six thousand taels. He quoted seventeen thousand taels, which was already tripled.
Why do you think that when you come to the manager, you don't think the price is too high, but that the price is too low?
I can't understand.
On the way, I met Sula Yangzhi, the servant of the steward.
Yang Zhi just came back and went to nearby temples and Taoist temples to ask for some talismans.
There was no other way, so the young master had to stuff the old lady and his wife under his bed, so that he didn't dare to turn on the light to sleep every night, fearing that the old lady and his wife would crawl out of the sack when he fell asleep, and then ask him to get up to pee.
Even though the sack was covered with a yellow mantle, the bolts were not secure.
Seeing Master Yichang's frown, Yang Zhi asked a few questions. When he found out that Master Yichang was scolded by the young master because the price was too low, he felt bad.
When he saw the young master, he immediately advised him: "Master, you can't do this, you will offend others."
"Um?"
Jia Liu, who was looking through the list of Jingling burial objects that Liu Heyi asked someone to obtain from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's Zhu Sang's advice?"
"Master, what do you think..."
Yang Zhi believes that there should be no bidding, but directly subcontract the project into sections and sub-projects to everyone in the management committee.
It's everyone.
Including the lowest-level Eight Banners soldiers guarding the mausoleum, and even Lao Zhaotou, who provided sewerage for the general manager's office, could also contract sewerage projects.
In short, all the staff of the management committee, including outsourced personnel and logistics supply personnel, should perform their filial piety for Emperor Sheng Zuren.
If there is really no project, we have to compile a project for them to do.
"What's the point?"
Jia Liu didn't want to be a money-splitting boy anymore. He was bleeding heavily in his hometown, and he was waiting for his blood to return.
"If the project is done for them, how can they not be greedy for money? When the project is completed, your Excellency will check their accounts, one by one, to ensure there are no mistakes."
Yang Zhi is very confident in this.
"Then what?"
Jia Liu still didn't understand Shuan Zhu's suggestion. He could obviously take the big head directly, but now he had to rely on auditing accounts to get his money back. Isn't he taking off his pants and farting?
"Master, in this case, those people will become our own!"
Yang Zhi had a look of resentment on his face, "The things in Emperor Sheng Zuren's tomb are not comparable to these projects. Can you trap a wolf if you don't want to bear children?"
"Um..."
Jia Liu fell into deep thought, and Shuan Zhu obviously wanted him to drag everyone in the management committee into trouble, because embezzling Emperor Sheng Zuren's project funds and taking Emperor Sheng Zuren's things were both crimes of beheading.
Give up small profits for big profits.
After pondering for a long time, Jia Liu decided to follow Shuan Zhu's wishes. As the chief minister, he took the lead, and everyone had to get involved, including the professional but cunning Hatu.
Why does Lao Hatu have to report the water seepage in the underground palace to every manager?
Wasn't it just to shirk responsibility for what happened?
This time, I will give the old boy a lucrative bid. As long as the old boy dares to take action, I am not afraid that he will not get on the pirate ship.
It's just that the bidding notice has been posted, how can I change it to full participation?
"How to do it is not a matter for the young master to say."
Yang Zhi said that he would tear up the notice immediately and put out a new one tomorrow. The project would not be awarded external bids and would be constructed internally instead.
"That's fine,"
Jia Liu nodded, although this was a slap in the face, but compared to Emperor Sheng Zuren's treasure, let alone a slap in the face, it wouldn't matter even if the butt was stuck out.
Just as he was about to ask Shuan Zhu to tear up the articles on the notice, thunder suddenly broke out outside, followed by strong winds, and the sky suddenly turned dark.
In mid-air, a bolt of lightning shot out of the air, and with a "crash" sound, the thunder was so shocking that Emperor Sheng Zuren would have crawled out to take a look.
This is?!
The master and the servant suddenly changed their expressions at the same time. They both ran to the door and looked up. After about a dozen breaths, raindrops started pouring down.
The entire Jingling Mountains seemed to be shrouded in mist, and the sky was filled with white mist.
"Okay, okay, okay!"
Jia Liu, one or three is good. After waiting for so long, I finally looked forward to today.
Excited, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head and looked at Shuan Zhu, his eyes brightened, and his face was filled with joy: "Why don't you ask the ancestor to come out of seclusion!"