Lin Yue said: "It's none of your business, just carry on your iron rice bowl honestly."
The mainstream thinking of Northeastern people in this era is to join the state-owned factory, eat from a big pot, at least have enough food and clothing, and have a guaranteed harvest during droughts and floods, and fight for a worker establishment. Now if Qianchao is asked to quit his job in a wood processing factory and join him, the Sun family will Two bites could tear him apart.
"Isn't it okay to ask?"
"No." Lin Yue said, "You'd better think carefully about how to pay me back."
For things like steel bars, sand, and hollow slabs, most people may not be able to buy them with money. I don't know how Zhou Bingkun got the quota. Now asking him to pay according to the market price is already a big loss.
"Kun'er, you also know our family's situation. This money... I can only give you some money every month, and I will pay it back to you in installments."
"Okay, by the way, I may leave next week. Then you and Yu Hongduo go to my house to see. Zheng Juan is pregnant, and my mother is paralyzed on the kang again. Aunt Wang's washing and washing are okay. , I can’t do some heavy work at all..."
"Don't worry, leave this matter to me and Yu Hong. Just study hard. The brothers still hope that you will become a high official in the future and take advantage of you."
"Heh, okay."
Why is Lin Yue so interested in helping the Sun family? On the one hand, he feels that it is really pitiful for the twelve of them to live in two and a half rooms. On the other hand, he will not be able to come back for at least a year and a half after leaving. Zheng Juan She is pregnant and it is difficult to take her to the south with Yueyue. Now that he has helped the Sun family solve the house problem, Qianchao and Yu Hong have decided to return the favor and will not neglect Zheng Juan.
To be honest, when meeting a big brother like Zhou Bingyi, sometimes it is better to maintain a good relationship and be able to come in handy at critical moments.
…
Three days later.
In an abandoned warehouse on Chunhui Road.
Editor-in-chief Shao of Golden Land Magazine waved his hand in front of his face, feeling a little unable to adapt to the environment here.
"Editor Shao, it's not as comfortable as your office here."
"Bingkun, aren't you studying in Beijing? How did you come up with the idea of opening a restaurant in Jichun?"
Lin Yue handed over a cigarette, and Editor Shao waved his hand and said, "I won't smoke, quit."
"I went to the south during the summer vacation. People there have begun to discuss relaxing price controls on some products. Let's go here. To be honest, the pace is a little too slow, but that's okay. I understand, it’s an old industrial base, and it affects the whole body. I don’t just want to have some spare money on hand, but I also respond to the policy call and do some legal and compliant business to boost the hometown economy. I asked someone about it two days ago, personally. It’s still not easy to open a business location, but if it’s affiliated with our publishing house, the process will be much simpler, so I want to negotiate a business deal with the magazine through your relationship.”
"Then you have found the right person, and it is a good time. I will retire in two years, and I am thinking of doing some practical work for the company before I leave. Look at the current situation, all kinds of products in the south are sold. Now that we are in the Northeast, some purchases no longer require tickets, but the wages of the employees are still at the original level. The busy work all year round is not enough at the end of the year. The president is worrying about this matter. When I heard that you want to rent the abandoned house in the club, Warehouse, and the hotel should be affiliated with the magazine, isn't this... I heard that we have met before, let me talk to you directly. "
Editor Shao used to go to Zhou's house to ask Feng Huacheng to make an appointment for a manuscript, but he went twice without success. Lin Yue randomly copied a poem that was perfectly composed and said it was Feng Huacheng's new work for him. That's how the two got to know each other. The key is Right, as the editor-in-chief of Golden Land Magazine, he is a cultural person, and there is a generation gap in communicating with ordinary citizens, but this Zhou family's third eldest son... basically can catch all the literary topics he throws at, which makes him amazed. , calling him a genius.
"Well, for Editor Shao's sake, I'll give you a little increase in the quote. The rent is 1,800 yuan a year. You sign for five years, and I'll give the club a 20% share."
The rent is 1,800 yuan a year, which is equivalent to 150 yuan per month. What does it mean?
Let’s just say that his current salary is only 50 yuan a month, which is considered to be an upper-middle level in Jichun. For three times his salary, he can rent this abandoned warehouse. It's a false reputation, and you can still get 20% of the profits in a year. Where can you find such a good thing?
"Okay, okay, let's sign the contract now?"
Gu Zhen: "Aren't you going to ask the president for instructions on this matter?"
To say that intellectuals don’t have all the twists and turns in the minds of businessmen is an overstatement.
Of course, Lin Yue had a good impression of Editor Shao, so he did not activate [Bargaining LV4] to lower the price. After all, in this era, if you want to make big money, you have to go south. As for Jichun, he just wants to lay a foundation first, which can be regarded as planning in advance.
"No, the president has given me full authority to handle this matter."
"Okay, let's find a place to sign the agreement right now."
"good."
Editor Shao smiled and walked outside, feeling like he was getting a big advantage.
…
Two hours later, Lin Yue returned to the abandoned warehouse of Golden Land Magazine with a bunch of keys, followed by Uncle Ding and his cousin from Wangcun.
"How's it going? Have you read the drawings?"
"Looked at it."
"Can you do it?"
"capable."
"Okay, let's start construction tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I have already reached an agreement with Golden Land Magazine. The progress must be fast and we will try to open it next summer."
"good."
Uncle Ding nodded repeatedly. Zhou Bingkun had been to Wangcun before when he was running business in the soy sauce factory. The two had a very good chat. At that time, he felt that he was knowledgeable, capable and a talent. Now it seems that he is still underestimated. Just those two This is a drawing for the reconstruction and decoration of an abandoned warehouse. That’s called a major. If I hadn’t known that he was majoring in optics in the Department of Physics at Tsinghua University, I would have thought he was a student in the Department of Architecture or Civil Engineering... No, students don’t do this. The level of engineers in large construction companies is about the same.
"That's it." Lin Yue said: "Uncle Ding, let me tell you something, our team cannot just focus on the immediate profits when running a business, let alone internal friction among our own people. After I leave, you can just recruit people. There are as many experienced bricklayers, carpenters, and electricians as there are in the township. Among them are young people, especially those who are not married and have no children. If you want to make a lot of money, be practical, and motivated, you can buy train tickets for them and send them to Shenzhen. Go and forget about the rest. I will arrange jobs for them when they get there and train them as the backbone of the company. In addition, we must also do a good job in recruiting students who have graduated from colleges, technical secondary schools and technical schools. It’s our business whether we do other people’s business or not. Now it is said that it is a team-run enterprise and its reputation is not big enough, but this is just the beginning and it will get better and better in the future.”
Uncle Ding nodded and said, "Okay, I'll note it down."
"Don't worry about money. If you encounter difficulties in business, just call me and I will find a way to solve it. Also, don't tell others about the restructuring in advance, it's not time yet..."
"I see."
Of course, Uncle Ding knew how fast Zhou Bingkun had gone. This might be normal in the south, but when he came to the Northeast, ordinary people's thinking couldn't be changed for a while. He said that if it weren't for the difficult conditions, he would have been forced to do so. Now, I won’t take the villagers everywhere to build houses for people to make money.
"Bingkun, I have a question..."
"Uncle Ding, if you want to ask, just ask."
"What exactly do you want to do in the south? Even Tsinghua University can't attract you?"
