Rebirth: Back to 1991 as the richest man

It was already ten o'clock at night, and it was very inappropriate to find the leader at this time, but Kong Shan still knocked on the door of Director Guo's house.

"How did you come?"

Guo Zhiyuan was surprised. Although this man was exhausted by the Hongyun incident, he still didn't feel sleepy at all.

"Director, you have to help me."

Kong Shan was lying at the door, his voice was crying, and the voice-activated lights in the corridor turned on.

In Kong Shan's view, Dongying still has to obey the adjustments of the financial department and follow the old path of planned economy. Since you can cooperate with garment factories in other provinces, why not take care of your brothers in the same province.

"What do you mean?"

Guo Zhiyuan was a little unhappy. Niu Libao's incident had already made him angry enough. None of these factory leaders were doing anything practical. Damn it, why are they here to find out?I don’t know what the situation is now!

"Director, as long as you help me set up a line, our factory can survive. I have found the channels. You can solve this problem with just one sentence. This is related to the livelihood of hundreds of employees in the whole factory."

Kong Shan frowned and ignored Guo Zhiyuan's livid face as he squeezed into the room through the crack in the door.

"Have you found the channel?"

Without asking questions, Guo Zhiyuan instantly became more understanding. After all, the liquidation work in the clothing industry was too difficult and the situation was serious. Even the slightest opportunity was cherished.

Then Kong Shan and Guo Zhiyuan sat on the sofa and chatted in detail.

Under the dim desk lamp, the wrinkles between Director Guo's eyebrows became deeper and deeper, and he uttered exclamations from time to time.

"Is that impossible?"

"Li Minyang directly gave Chang Xiangshun [-] yuan!?"

"The follow-up cooperation quota will be determined by the Xishan factory itself? How big is the market demand for this?"

"Already signed a cooperation agreement with a partner from another province?"

......

Kong Shan touched Guo Zhiyuan's knees and begged: "Director, you must help me set up the Chengde Foreign Trade line."

Guo Zhiyuan didn't say much, and then sent Kong Shan away. He sat alone in the living room for a long time, smoking cigarettes one after another, and began to recall the events in Dongying in detail.

Why did Li Minyang go to great lengths to "make a bad name" for himself? Such a shrewd person is now the one who scolded the pillow secrets, and the reputation of the model team has been ruined.

Zila...

The door to the room was pushed open, and his lover came out and asked with concern: "Why are you still not sleeping? No matter how big things are, your body is the capital of revolution!"

"Has there been much news about Pillow Secret recently?" Guo Zhiyuan asked subconsciously.

"Why are you suddenly concerned about this matter? There is an exclusive interview with Ni Nana on the Magic City stage today. Hey, what that woman said is so shameless. This pillow secret will also suffer. This is a national program."

The lover pursed his lips and responded.

Guo Zhiyuan suddenly stood up, his expression a bit dull, and he was as panicked as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

What did he think of? A national program, and everyone in the family had such a deep memory of Ni Nana. Wouldn’t Pillow Secret become a clothing brand that attracts national attention?

Oh shit?Can you still play like this?Unknowingly, Fuhai has his own clothing brand that attracts attention?

Is this road open?

Guo Zhiyuan hurriedly changed his clothes and walked outside the house. His lover caught up with him and asked, "Where are you going so late?" But he didn't even bother to respond.

Guo Zhiyuan drove around the streets and alleys of Fuhai several times. Every store in Secret Pillow was open, with colored lights on, and there was an endless stream of people going to buy underwear.

I only close the shop during the day and make money secretly at night!Oh shit!Such a deal! ?

......

In a home in a high-end community, Yin Changtang suddenly slammed the ashtray on the ground. The veins in his neck popped out, and the family members did not even dare to breathe.

"Damn it, Cai Haoxiang is a bitch, his wings have grown hard. He is working under my hands and he still dares to throw dirty water on me. I will have to beat him to death in the future!"

Yin Changtang cursed angrily.

At the same time, where Cai Haoxiang lives, he has been frowning and sighing since he returned home. Anyone can see how bad his mood is.

"The Hongyun matter has been resolved, and it didn't cause any major accidents. Besides, it was the liquidation work led by Section Chief Yin, so the responsibility cannot be placed on you, right?"

Her lover, Zhao Juan asked worriedly, the couple have decent jobs, they have been married for three years, their child is just two years old, and the family is happy.

"Today, in order to shirk responsibility, Yin Changtang, in front of Director Guo, Secretary Huang and the leadership team, named me by name, which was the result of my bad attitude towards Hongyun employees.

Damn it, it was obviously Yin Changtang who was shouting five drinks and six, and there was something about Dongying. He paid the final bills properly, how could he not scold him?If you work under this kind of person, you will never get ahead in your life. "

Cai Haoxiang yelled viciously.

Although I broke up with Yin Changtang at the scene, I still felt guilty, how could I make such a fuss over others.

I guess my road is coming to an end.

"What should I do?"

Zhao Juan asked worriedly.

"Oh, I don't know. I can only take one step at a time..." Cai Haoxiang let out a long breath.

"Ring bell bell..."

Suddenly, the phone rang, and Cai Haoxiang hurried to answer it, thinking it was a condolence call from the director. After all, he had been a clerk.

"Cai Haoxiang, you little brat, you dare to throw dirty water on me, just wait and see how I deal with you, damn you..."

It was Yin Changtang who called. He yelled and cursed, even more outrageous than a gangster, and threatened to beat people directly at their homes.

Cai Haoxiang hurriedly hung up the phone, his heart in his throat.

"Wow wow wow..." Suddenly the child cried, and Zhao Juan hurriedly ran to the house. This happy little family cast a shadow.

......

At dawn, the employees who work in Dongying arrived at the factory very early. People were beaming with joy, laughing and laughing. They were in an unusually good mood. Their wages were paid today.

The key is that the salary is not low, the minimum is more than [-].

I heard that the wages of technicians in the production workshop are not generally high. Each one gets [-]?true and false?

People have been working for many years, but they have never heard that an ordinary worker can earn so much money, which is more than a manager, and he has the same treatment as a district leader.

It's impossible, right?

"Da Mei, a technician has a salary of five hundred. Is this true or false?"

Several women grabbed the arms of the young financial director, Jiang Damei, and asked anxiously.

In their stereotype, those who work in the production workshop are often people who do the most tiring work and receive the minimum wage.

Anyone who has anything to do with it is willing to go to that land.

"You'll know in a moment, wages are paid in the front yard, so hurry up and walk over."

Jiang Damei said lightly, lit a cigarette and left.

At this time, Xue Pengpeng was already holding a few sacks of money, standing on the steps at the bottom of the building, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, as if he was thinking about major events in the development of the factory, his eyes full of worry.

Anyone passing by must say hello: "Hello, Manager Xue..."

I'll go over and give you a melon in a while, and you'll get all the limelight...Sun Xuwei was cursing in the distance. He had other things on hand right now and couldn't care about his big face.

ps: I’ll be back in a day or two, everyone, I’m sorry.