Zhao Xiangfu was so drunk that he vaguely seemed to have returned to the office and signed a lot of boring documents.
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The moment he woke up, a burst of cold sweat soaked the Maitreya Buddha's body.
In front of him was a young man sitting on a chair, flipping through documents in his hands.
"Good nephew? What is the document you turned over?"
Gu Qing nodded and said: "Uncle Zhao is really troublesome for you. I have signed so many contracts. Don't worry, one million Xia Yuan will be transferred to your account tomorrow."
Zhao Xiangfu's face suddenly turned cold, and he said in a stiff tone: "You set a trap on me? Did you sign a contract to transfer the factory while I was drunk?"
"How could this be a trap? Uncle, you just asked me sincerely to buy the Rongke Machinery factory. You said that you are old and have lost your drive. The future of the country depends on our young people. I hope I can Take Rongke machines to glory."
"I, Mr. Ge, catch swallows all day long and eventually get pecked by birds." Zhao Xiangfu sneered: "Little boy, labor and management will teach you today that a contract signed drunkenly is invalid. If you are smart enough to tear up the contract, otherwise labor and management will get you into trouble. It’s not easy to play in the house.”
When Gu Qing, who was sitting nearby, heard this, his expression changed slightly. He looked like a top student looking at a bad student. He said in a calm tone: "Uncle, you are such a grown-up person, why don't you understand this? It's me too." I'm in a good mood today and I'll give you some popular science.
There is currently no clear legal provision on whether a contract signed while drunk is valid. However, the "General Principles of the Civil Law" has stipulated the conditions for the validity of a contract, that is, if the parties have the corresponding capacity for civil conduct, their intentions are true, and they do not violate the mandatory provisions of laws and administrative regulations, nor violate public order and good customs, then the civil legal act is valid. In other words, there is no clause in the law that "a contract signed while drunk is invalid", so the contract meets the conditions for validity and is legal and valid.
Of course, if a drunk party regrets it after sobering up, he can request the court or arbitration institution to change the content of the contract or cancel the contract, instead of claiming that the contract is invalid.
Let’s talk about it, I think you won’t go to the court to cause trouble for everyone. After all, if someone like you goes to the court, the next step is to go to jail. "
After Gu Qing finished speaking, he picked up his phone and played a video.
In the video, Zhao Sangbok looks like a criminal who was arrested and imprisoned, sitting on an iron chair and regretting his mistakes with tears and runny noses.
Zhao Xiangfu clearly heard how he used bribery and malicious adjustment of machines to turn factories into private companies in the last century, and how he made false accounts to defraud subsidies.
The more he listened, the more he broke out in cold sweat and his heart was pounding. He felt that he in the video was not crying, but grinning to kill himself.
"This is fake! Give me your phone!!!"
In a state of excitement, the plump middle-aged man stood up and pounced on Gu Qing.
Gu Qing, who had been paying attention to the other party's situation, was naturally not so slow.
After standing up and taking two steps back, Zhao Xiangfu jumped into the air.
Perhaps because he was too drunk and stood up too hard, Zhao Xiangfu fell into the air and collapsed on the chair Gu Qing had made before, breathing heavily.
He screamed like he wanted to break a blower: "You, you, give me your mobile phone, you, you, you, set a trap for me! Labor and management, labor and management are going to kill you."
Snap, snap, snap.
Gu Qing picked up a pair of chopsticks on the table and patted Zhao Xiangfu's fat head and big ears.
There was a little splash of cold sweat and grease on his face.
He said solemnly: "This million is a blessing to you. Come to the factory tomorrow and finish the handover with me, and then you can go to Pudong and become a rich man.
Calm down, you are such an old person, don't harm yourself and your family just because of impulse. I believe you will not be so stupid, right?
I don't want your company, I just want the factory in the suburbs. Don't play bad tricks. You and I will be fine. When we meet again in two months, I will delete all these evidences in front of you. "
After saying that, Gu Qing looked directly at Zhao Xiangfu, the indifference in his eyes making the Maitreya Buddha drip with cold sweat.
"I admit defeat, I admit defeat, I hope you don't break your word."
Zhao Xiangfu closed his eyes and compromised as if resigned to his fate.
"Boss Zhao, I'll buy this garbage factory of yours for one million, and you won't lose money. It's a pleasure to work with you. See you in two months."
Just like that, there was no good banquet without good wine, and the guests and hosts did not have a good time, but Gu Qing was in a very good mood.
As for what will happen in two months, it would be a miracle if Zhao Xiangfu could survive safely in the outside world for two months.
The black-hearted operations of the last century, the oppression of workers in this century, the withholding and late payment of wages, the bribery of relevant unit personnel to defraud subsidies, and the years of random discharge and pollution of the environment, Gu Qing plans to report each of them one after another. Go up there, and if there is no one to deal with it, then go directly to the "Boundary Marker" to "promote" this great benevolent person, so much so that the uncle and the community of interests can wear rose gold and go in to pick up soap.
"As the old saying goes, 'Knowing people knows their faces but not their hearts.' When looking at Zhao Xiangfu, who is not familiar with him, he looks like a festive figure like Maitreya Buddha. Who would have known that he is a man who drinks blood and eats flesh? Scum."
Perhaps it was the first time he had done this kind of thing of using evil to fight evil. Gu Qing was still feeling emotional when he walked out of the hotel.
After walking a few steps, by chance, I ran into an acquaintance.
Luo Songtang had just "finished tea" with him a few hours ago.
"Uncle Luo, good evening, are you going?"
Gu Qing said hello.
When Luo Songtang saw his nephew's boss coming out of the restaurant, he frowned and walked over quickly.
"Mr. Gu, have you finished talking to Boss Zhao?"
When he noticed the contract in Gu Qing's hand, he sighed: "Oh, this factory is a hot potato. You have been tricked by Boss Zhao."
Gu Qing comforted the elder and said: "Boss Zhao is still very good, and one million Xia Yuan is not much.
Uncle Luo, don't worry, our Jiuzhou Technology still has strong funds. I can promise you that we will not fire the skilled employees in the factory and the cadres who you think are well managed, and the previous back wages will be repaid.
Of course, I hope that the factory can resume work and production as soon as possible after solving the problems with equipment and employees. "
Perhaps Luo Songtang couldn't adapt to Gu Qing's directness and quick words, and it took him a while to react.
"Mr. Gu, I can't guarantee anything else. If Mr. Gu can really upgrade the equipment in the factory and not delay employees' wages, the factory can achieve profitability within half a year." Luo Songtang said seriously.
"Uncle Luo, I believe in you, and I also believe that the one million Xia Yuan I spent today will definitely bring me good returns in the near future.
Without garbage like Zhao Xiangfu, no nation can match the productivity of our Chinese workers. "Gu Qing said while looking at the scenery on the street.
Luo Songtang nodded in approval. The predecessor of Rongke Machine, when there were no evil people like Zhao Bapi, the profits were still considerable.
