After Zhou Wen drank and talked at Zhao Changshu's headquarters, he drove back to the provincial party headquarters. At the party door, I actually saw old Henry, the American doctor who came to the banquet with Delman and the others last night, and his son. The brother guarding the gate didn't go there yesterday and didn't know them. So the father and son have been waiting for Zhou Wen at the door.
Although Zhou Wen was a little surprised, he still stopped at the door and came down to greet them. It turned out that they made a special trip to visit Zhou Wen.
After entering Zhou Wen's office and Zhang Xiaoping made tea and exited, Old Henry was a little embarrassed to express his purpose.
When Zhou Wen was communicating at the banquet yesterday, he learned that Old Henry was also a licensed doctor in the United States. However, due to the advent of the Great Depression in the United States, a large number of people were unemployed, and many families had difficulty even eating. How could they go to see a doctor. His small clinic was finding it hard to maintain. He followed the advice of his son from the American General Electric Company who was stationed in Shanghai and took his wife to China to look for opportunities. As a result, I came to Taiyuan by chance.
It happened that Taiyuan had no other foreign doctors practicing medicine except a Japanese hospital, so I opened a clinic in the foreign area. The business was pretty good, much better than in the United States.
However, in the first half of this year, because General Motors had not received any big orders in China (big orders were given to German companies in Nanjing), the layoffs fell on his son Henry Jr.
After Henry was laid off, he could not find suitable employment opportunities in Shanghai for a while, and now he has no hope of finding a job back in the United States. As a result, he had no choice but to take the little money he had left and go to Taiyuan to join his father.
Yesterday, old Henry had a conversation with Feng Tianpei, a fat and careless junior brother, and learned that Zhou Wen wanted to build a hospital. He took it seriously and came to see Zhou Wen today to see if it was true.
Zhou Wenxin said that it was no wonder that at the banquet yesterday, he found that little Henry didn't speak much. It turned out that he was troubled by work.
Only old Henry was heard saying: "Zhou, if you really want to build a hospital, I am willing to cooperate with you. I have practiced medicine in the United States for many years and have many relationships with American medical institutions and companies. The hospital needs to purchase various equipment and medicines I can help you buy it. But this is a lot of work. I want to hire my son Henry Jr. to take charge of the preliminary preparations. He has been a sales representative in China for General Motors for several years and can speak fluently. Chinese. He is familiar with the situation in China and the United States."
After saying that, he looked at Zhou Wen expectantly. After hearing this, Zhou Wen turned to another thought in his heart. While he was thinking about it, little Henry thought he was in a bit of a dilemma, so he spoke in Chinese next to him: "Mr. Zhou, please believe me. I studied economic management at Columbia University in the United States, and I know a lot about it while working at General Electric Company. Knowledge of the industry and all procedures and channels of international trade.
Leave the initial preparations and purchases for the hospital to me. I know that the Great Depression is currently occurring in the United States, and many companies and factories have a large backlog of products that cannot be sold. I was able to pick the equipment and medications that were best for us but also the cheapest. I guarantee that you will spend the least amount of money and achieve the best results. The salary I require is not high, a monthly salary of 2... no, 100 US dollars is enough. "
Looking at Henry and his son who were looking at him eagerly, Zhou Wen did not talk about the hospital. Instead, he asked about little Henry's detailed experience and some financial issues. While the father and son were suffering from uneasiness, Zhou Wen and Henry communicated for more than an hour, and Zhang Xiaoping came in to refill the tea three times.
Finally, Zhou Wen said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Mr. Henry, I think you are not suitable for this position."
Hearing this, old Henry's eyes were filled with disappointment. Little Henry's eyes originally showed melancholy, but now they showed even more despair. He was so sad that he closed his eyes, feeling disappointment, pain and confusion intertwined in his heart. He wanted to get up and say goodbye immediately, and quickly leave this place that made him even more disappointed. When his butt was less than one centimeter away from the sofa, Zhou Wen's next sentence made his butt firmly fixed on the sofa again.
"I think you should be on a higher platform to fully develop your talents. You can be my agent. I am about to build a steel plant, a transportation company, a hospital, a pharmaceutical factory, and even an ammunition factory. I will also set up a defense company in the future. I need a talent like you to control the establishment and management of these projects. I will come to work tomorrow, with a three-month trial period and a monthly salary of 300 US dollars. If it is suitable after three months , you are my general manager, remember, you are the general manager of all industries. The monthly salary is 500 US dollars. When these industries make money in the future, they will give you bonuses every year."
During the economic recession in the United States in the 1930s, even in the United States, the per capita annual salary was only about US$2,000. An annual income of US$6,000 is already considered a high-income earner, not to mention that there will be dividends in the future.
Little Henry couldn't believe his ears. He was so excited that he couldn't control himself. He looked up at Zhou Wen hoping to get confirmation again. Zhou Wen smiled and nodded. Little Henry couldn't control his emotions immediately, covered his face with his hands and sobbed softly on the sofa.
Old Henry was also excited and said loudly: "Zhou, do you know? You almost caused my heart disease. Now I have to compliment you against my will, Zhou, you are an angel. Thank God, thank you, Zhou. This Andrea and I can finally have a good sleep."
Zhou Wen understands little Henry West's current mood very well. There is an old saying in China: A thousand-mile horse often exists, but a bole does not always exist.
Zhou Wen had experienced what happened to little Henry in his previous life, and he became an international mercenary out of frustration.
He exchanged some polite words with Old Henry and then said with a smile: "Old Henry, I will not let you go. You can only be the director of the hospital in the future. Both of you, father and son, should work for me. Hahaha!"
At this time, little Henry had calmed down his out-of-control emotions, stood up and bowed to Zhou Wen, and then said loudly: "Sir, I will not let you down, I promise! I will make every penny you spend count." Great value for money. Thank you for the opportunity.”
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After sending away the ecstatic Henry and his son, Zhou Wen no longer controlled his emotions and felt that today was a double blessing. Met Zhao Changshu, a good senior student, and solved a series of big things that were originally difficult problems. And when he felt that there was a lack of economic talent around him, he rushed to give him a little Henry. Haha, I graduated from a prestigious American university, worked for the largest multinational group at the time for many years, and can speak Chinese. Tsk tsk tsk! I really have great Buddhist luck.
The steps back to the office became much lighter. Zhang Xiaoping was surprised to see the wind blowing at the feet of his normally steady and calm senior brother, who walked past him humming a tune he had never heard before.
"Why--
today is a good day
Everything you want can come true
today is a good day
We open the door to welcome the spring breeze..."
Zhang Xiaoping's mouth opened wide as if a big duck egg had been stuffed...
