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"Mr. Liang, I am more concerned about whether your factory's equipment is advanced."

Hearing what Zhang Fan said, Liang Licheng frowned. He didn't care about such an important thing as product quality, and he was simply dull.

If you sell the factory to him, I'm afraid that within a year, the good reputation I have accumulated through hard work will be ruined.

Just thinking of the predicament that Chengli is facing now, and the fact that the other party's sister is a person who knows how to do things like himself, so she shouldn't let him mess around, Liang Licheng's eyebrows relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"Naturally, I attach great importance to this aspect. I am dissatisfied with what you said. If it wasn't for the introduction of the latest equipment, I would not have come to this point."

He just spent money to upgrade the production line, but the sales were not satisfactory, so he embarked on the road of tearing down the east wall to make up for the west wall.

Hearing what he said, Zhang Zhenzhen, who had been handing over the stage to Zhang Fan, spoke up.

"Mr. Liang, take us to have a look!"

What she said was not a discussion, but a request.

However, Liang Licheng didn't feel disgusted because of this. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief, and with a smile on his face, he hurriedly said, "I'll take you there."

When he went out, he saw his daughter standing at the door, coughed, and quietly gave her a color.

"I'll take Mr. Zhang and the others to visit the factory. You can call Bokang and ask him to order the meal."

After finishing speaking, he raised his wrist to check the time, and said with a smile to Zhang Zhenzhen: "It will be noon soon, after the visit, let's go out for a light meal, and let me do my best as a landlord."

"Okay." Zhang Zhenzhen nodded with a smile.

Coming to Chengli's production workshop, it was much better than Zhang Fan imagined, it should be said that it was beyond his expectation.

It's not that kind of small workshop, but a tall modern assembly line production. It seems that Liang Licheng's words are true.

The only fly in the ointment is that although machines are good, people are not.

Looking at these workers who are too lazy to work abroad, Zhang Fan completely gave up the idea of ​​buying this company at this moment.

If you bought this company, you have to find a way to fire them, and maybe you will be condemned by a banner.

Instead of doing this, it is better to wait for it to go bankrupt, and then spend money to buy useful things.

Zhang Fan at this moment is a real capitalist.

Liang Licheng noticed the small expressions on the faces of Zhang Zhenzhen and his group, and explained in a low voice: "It's because I haven't paid my salary for two months, so their motivation is not high."

"Oh." Zhang Zhenzhen nodded absently.

The boss came to inspect and didn't even have the intention to deal with it for a while. From this, it can be seen that Liang Licheng is not feared by others in his company, but is considered a bully.

"Management is also very important! Rewards and punishments must be clearly defined, otherwise Chengli's today will be the tomorrow of the future girl." Zhang Zhenzhen sighed in her heart.

She has always been too strict with her employees, and the result is that people often steal and play tricks.

From Liang Licheng's daughter's mouth, and the kind "Old Liang" these workers treated him with, he knew that he was good to the people below, but there were still many people blocking the door and scolding him.

"It seems that this kind of thing can't be compared with the heart, there is only a conflict of interest. No matter how tolerant you were before, you will only be harsh in the end."

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhenzhen made up her mind that she will become the real Wu Zetian when she goes back this time, and hand over the future girl Xiaofan gave her to Jiang Lanqing.

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Chapter 188

"Mr. Zhang, the main reason is that I haven't paid the workers wages for two months. Their enthusiasm for production is not high. They are usually first-class experts." After leaving the production workshop, Liang Licheng explained to Zhang Zhenzhen in a low voice. road.

Even though he had already scolded this group of hungry white-eyed wolves countless times in his heart, he still had to try his best to excuse them at this time, otherwise the other party would definitely give up the idea of ​​buying his company.

Machines are dead, people are alive.

Whether it is a modern factory building or an advanced production line, it can be built quickly with money, but it is not easy to find a large number of skilled workers.

Liang Licheng himself understands this truth. These employees of the company are the fundamental reason why the boss of the girl company in the future will find him. Otherwise, why would he fly thousands of miles from Rongcheng to Shencheng himself.

It's just that the scene that happened just now must have greatly extinguished the enthusiasm of the other party, otherwise why have you been silent all the time?

Seeing that Zhang Zhenzhen was still silent, the flattering smile on Liang Licheng's face gradually disappeared. He took out an unopened box of Dahua cigarettes from his white shirt pocket, tore open the seal and took out one, and handed the rest to Lin Bokang, his son-in-law, patted him on the shoulder at the same time, and persuaded him in a low voice: "Don't smoke in the future, I just can't do without cigarettes, and I have all the problems."

"it is good."

Lin Bokang hurriedly nodded in agreement, but it still went in from the left ear and out from the right as usual.

Seeing that his son-in-law didn't take this to heart, Liang Licheng didn't say much. He put a cigarette in his mouth, took out a lighter that cost one yuan from a roadside stall from his trousers pocket, and prepared to light it.

It may be that the quality of the lighter is not good, and he finally got his first puff after pressing it a few times.

The green smoke from his mouth made Liang Licheng's frown loosen. He stopped and looked back at the newly built factory behind him. He pointed to it and said, "The most valuable thing about this factory is the land. The government bought it before. I didn’t agree to the [-] million asking me to relocate, but instead built the factory you see now.”

It seemed that he was speaking specifically for Zhang Zhenzhen, and it seemed that he was talking to himself.

Zhang Zhenzhen still looked distracted, Zhang Fan raised his head and looked around, but Chengli's factory was a wetland in the reinforced concrete forest, which proved that he was not bragging.

Zhang Fan knew what Liang Licheng meant by saying this, but he was not interested in it, so he answered for Zhang Zhenzhen.

"Mr. Liang, our future girls will not be involved in real estate now and in the future."

"Building a house is faster than building a mobile phone. A friend of mine used to package and sell his color TV company to others, and started real estate development again. In just a few years, his net worth exceeded [-] billion." Liang Licheng said with a smile.

After that, he took another long drag on his cigarette and shook his head slightly.

"At that time, he also asked me to join the team, but I didn't agree. Real estate companies have to rely on the sky above for food, but making mobile phones is different, and they can do it on their own."

Having said that, Liang Licheng narrowed his eyes, pointed to the sky above his head with a finger holding a cigarette, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I'm just a stickler, I'm not good at dealing with God, otherwise... "

"otherwise......"

Liang Licheng said two "otherwise" in a row, but stopped abruptly in the end, making Zhang Fan wonder what he wanted to say in the end.

Seeing Liang Licheng like this, the doubt in his heart resurfaced again.

"Such a hard-working entrepreneur can make the factory so big. From the newly built factory behind him, it can be seen that he is going to flex his muscles. How could he suddenly have a brain twitch and start gambling?"

This question lingered in his mind, making him a curious cat.

After thinking about it again, Zhang Fan decided to ask: "Mr. Liang, since you are not good at dealing with God, you can't rely on luck to make money."

Hearing Zhang Fan's question, Liang Licheng was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer it.

When the smoke in his mouth was burnt out, he smiled wryly and shook his head.

"That's right! It's me who has been obsessed with ghosts, and I have offended God, and I still hope to rely on God to turn over."

Leaving the cigarette butt on the ground casually, he stomped on the spark to extinguish the spark, then looked sideways at Lin Bokang and said, "Let Qianqian ask her mother to cook a simple meal at home."

After giving instructions to his son-in-law, he smiled at Zhang Fan and said, "Her mother cooks Cantonese cuisine well, let me show my respect as a landlord at noon today."

Zhang Fan looked at the workers who were standing at the door of the factory and was looking at them. Hearing "Bastard Liang Licheng, pay me back my hard-earned money" from the street, he yelled hysterically, pretending not to see the begging in Liang Licheng's eyes, and shook his head with a smile. , said politely: "Thank you Mr. Liang for your kindness, we are not used to Cantonese cuisine."

Rejecting Liang Licheng's kindness, Zhang Fan took a step forward, took the hand of Zhang Zhenzhen who was watching him suspiciously, and whispered: "Sister, I will return to the capital in the afternoon."

Then he said to Wang Jiajia, who was also puzzled: "Sister Jiajia, you don't need to collect this information in the future. For the next period of time, we will not buy, but only recruit people. Come back to the capital with me."

Zhang Fan's words did not evade Liang Licheng, the latter's Adam's apple twitched, looking at the employees who were holding banners and glaring at him, he couldn't say anything after all.

At this moment, he was not in the mood to scold them for their white-eyed wolves, but he felt a pang of sympathy instead.

"When you go to work in the electronics factory next door, you will naturally think of me from time to time."

Thinking about it this way, he felt much better, and with a smile on his face again, he greeted Lin Bokang, "Bokang, go back and have dinner with them first, and I'll go to the factory to see them and let them get off work."

Lin Bokang saw the smile on Liang Licheng's face again, and the worry in his heart disappeared, so he nodded and agreed.

"Then you come back early, there are other people who also want to buy our company."

"En." Liang Licheng nodded.

Seeing the back of his son-in-law walking away, he said to Zhang Zhenzhen again: "Mr. Zhang, we will meet later."

"Well, goodbye." Zhang Zhenzhen nodded with a smile, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the other party made a mistake in the order, fortunately, they were still willing to send them out.

Coming out of Chengli Company, Wang Jiajia immediately looked at Zhang Fan in puzzlement, and asked in a low voice, "Are we not poaching people anymore?"

"Poaching people is just waiting for Chengli to go bankrupt before digging. At this stage, we don't want to add insult to injury. Anyway, it will go on the path of bankruptcy and liquidation." Zhang Fan replied.

It's in his best interest to take it all over.

"What if Chengli is acquired by another company?"

"Do you think there are people who are less informed than us?"

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Chapter 189 Death in the Sunset

After sending Zhang Fan and his party away, Liang Licheng turned around and walked back alone.

Standing in this factory building that had given him hope and exhausted his efforts, he stared at it for a long time, until a worker patted him on the shoulder before he came back to his senses.

"Old Liang, tell us the truth, did you blow it up again?"

The person who spoke was an old employee. Liang Licheng had no airs on weekdays, and everyone liked to call him Lao Liang.

Looking at the hands covered with grooves on his shoulders, Liang Licheng heaved a long sigh.

"There was still a glimmer of hope... now it's completely gone."

Now he no longer thinks about blaming these workers.

Hearing what Liang Licheng said, someone immediately asked excitedly: "Then what about our wages?"

"That's right! Today we also worked for a day." Another person continued.

After these two people, other people also surrounded them one after another.

"The wages must be given to you. My family will not default on your hard-earned money even if they sell everything. Don't you believe me?" Surrounded by excited workers, Liang Licheng said loudly.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the noisy crowd returned to a moment of silence. Liang Licheng is indeed a man who keeps his word.

Seeing that they were no longer pushing and shoving his body, Liang Licheng tidied up his crooked shirt collar, looked up at the sun directly above his head, pointed to it and said, "Today can only count as half a day."

Without giving others a chance to refute, he said, "You can only count as half a day for this month."

"Why?"

"That's right! Why is it counted as one day in the past, but today it can only be counted as half a day."

Before his words fell, he was immediately drowned out by the sound of saliva.

Liang Licheng looked at the people who began to stretch his body again, took a deep breath, and suddenly shouted hysterically: "Why? According to the rules, you can only get half a day's salary. I gave you more in the past, not what you should get." , just rely on the natural principle of hard work, more rewards.”

This time he yelled until his face was red and his neck was thick.

Maybe it was because he had never seen the boss of his company get angry before, and the crowd who had been so noisy just now became quiet again, leaving only the sound of Liang Licheng's rapid breathing.

The old employee who called him "Old Liang" glanced at Liang Licheng and sighed slightly.

Then he turned to more and more onlookers and said, "Mr. Liang is not unreasonable when he says that. We can get as much money as we deserve. We don't get what we shouldn't. We can't take less than what we should get."

Because he still has some prestige among the employees on weekdays, someone nodded and said in agreement: "That's the reason, I don't expect to get more points."

"That's what I thought too," another employee exclaimed.

Seeing that more and more people agreed, the people who were clamoring for the whole day stopped making trouble.

Seeing this scene, if it was the former Liang Licheng, he would definitely be moved and secretly proud.

"Look how much I have won the hearts of the workers."

But at this moment, he just breathed a sigh of relief, so that he can give a little less money to go out.

"Old Zheng, go and call those people who are asking for wages at the door to my office. Today we will settle the accounts."

Hearing his words, the rest of the people also breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that Liang Licheng is still going to give the money, and he still has a better conscience than those bosses who slapped their butts and walked away.

At noon today, Chengli Company suddenly became lively, and Liang Licheng's chairman's office was even more crowded.

He couldn't get the money, so he wrote an IOU.