Reborn in 1985: From Selling Braised Duck to Becoming the World's Richest Man

"Mr. Liang, do you know what you're saying? That's a color TV, and one costs over a thousand yuan!"

Wang Ren quickly said to Liang Ming.

“I know!” Liang Ming said.

"Since you know that, why did you still say you wanted to deliver color TVs to the workers?"

Wang Ren stared at Liang Ming with disbelief.

"Our cannery workers work so hard, it's no big deal to reward them with a color TV."

Liang Ming smiled and said.

“Boss Liang, if we sell our factory, we still won’t have enough money to buy one color TV for each person,” Wang Ren said.

“I only said that I would deliver color TVs to the workers, but I didn’t say that every worker would receive one.”

Liang Ming changed his tone and said...

Hearing Liang Ming's words, Wang Ren was somewhat confused:

"Boss Liang, what do you mean by that? I'm completely confused."

They keep saying they'll send it, then they say they won't. Aren't they just treating the workers like toys?

Even if Boss Liang treats the workers well in general, he shouldn't do this.

"As I just said, after work this afternoon, I will send out a notice to let the workers tell me what kind of Dragon Boat Festival gifts they want."

Liang Ming looked at Wang Ren with a serious expression and said:

"When the time comes, you can pick out the ones that are suitable as holiday gifts and give them to the workers."

Upon hearing Liang Ming's explanation, Wang Ren's expression showed slight disappointment.

He thought Liang Ming would actually give him a color TV, but he didn't expect him to give him the same old oil and rice.

“If any workers really want a color TV, then you should take 1000 yuan from the factory’s account, buy a color TV, and prepare some grain, oil, and meat coupons.”

At this moment, Liang Ming changed the subject and said:

"On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, we prepared to put a lottery box in the works, mixed in grain and oil coupons with tickets that said color TV as a prize, and let the workers draw lots."

"Whoever draws the color TV voucher gets the color TV."

"Even those who don't win can get a ticket as a consolation prize."

Upon hearing Liang Ming's words, Wang Ren was completely stunned.

Mr. Liang, are you really going to give away a color TV?

Even if it's a lottery, it's a real giveaway!

Even Wang Ren himself was tempted by the idea of ​​a color TV costing over a thousand yuan.

"Director Wang, why aren't you saying anything?"

"Is my suggestion bad?"

Seeing that Wang Ren remained silent, Liang Ming asked in confusion.

He learned this idea from the annual meetings of some large companies in his previous life.

In this day and age, giving away a color TV in a lottery is the same as giving away a car worth tens of thousands of yuan in a lottery by large corporations decades later.

He believed that this activity would make the workers feel a greater sense of belonging to the cannery and create a stronger sense of cohesion.

"Great idea, Mr. Liang!"

Upon hearing Liang Ming's words, Wang Ren quickly snapped out of his daze and said:

"I believe that if the workers knew this news, they would be so excited that they couldn't sleep and couldn't wait for the Dragon Boat Festival to arrive."

"Don't tell the workers about the color TV lottery yet; let them express their opinions first."

Liang Ming reminded Wang Ren.

“Boss Liang, I understand,” Wang Ren nodded quickly.

What if some workers don't want a color TV, but instead want a refrigerator or a washing machine?

Of these three items, he felt the latter two were more practical.

As the afternoon was drawing to a close, Wang Ren used the factory's loudspeaker to announce to the workers a "Notice on Soliciting Opinions on Dragon Boat Festival Gifts."

The workers at Liangji Canned Food Factory were all excited when they heard Wang Ren's words.

"Are there really Dragon Boat Festival gifts?"

"That's not the point. The point is that the factory manager told us to think of the Dragon Boat Festival gifts we want and then submit them."

"Does this mean the factory manager will send us bicycles and radios too?"

"You're dreaming. A bicycle is worth several months' wages for you. The factory manager and the boss aren't stupid."

"Who cares? It's anonymous anyway, so let's be bold and go for color TVs, refrigerators, and washing machines. What if it works out?" one worker said excitedly.

Upon hearing this, the other workers all looked at him as if he were an idiot.

Undoubtedly, Liang Ming's suggestion to let the workers think of their own Dragon Boat Festival gifts did indeed stir up the emotions of the cannery workers.

Even workers in nearby factories and private companies knew about this.

When they heard that the workers at Liang's Canned Food Factory were so fortunate, able to choose their own holiday gifts, they were all filled with envy.

Originally, Liangji Canned Food Factory was undergoing expansion, but the progress of recruiting workers had been stalled. After all, the old workers were reluctant to move, and the new workers needed to be trained.

Unexpectedly, after this incident, many veteran workers from other private companies resigned and joined Liangji Canned Food Factory.

Liang Ming's respect for the factory employees greatly increased their goodwill towards him.

Wang Mei, who was in charge of recruitment, was both surprised and puzzled by the experienced workers who suddenly came to apply for jobs.

……

Liang Ming was unaware that his suggestion had greatly accelerated the expansion of the cannery.

After leaving Liangji Canned Food Factory, he passed by Taoyuan Township Police Station and realized that he hadn't seen Wang Jiu for a long time.

I just thought I'd drop by and see him on my way.

"Boss Liang, are you looking for our Director Wang?"

"He went to the countryside, and we don't know when he'll be back."

Upon hearing that Liang Ming had come to see his station chief, the officer on duty at the township police station replied.

"Director Wang?" Liang Ming was also taken aback when he heard this.

Wang Jiu got promoted?

Just as he was wondering, a familiar face walked in through the door.

Upon seeing Liang Ming, he exclaimed with delight:

"Brother Liang, I went to Liangjia Village to look for you, but I didn't find you at home. I didn't expect to find you here."

This person was none other than Wang Jiu.

"Chief Wang, you wanted to see me?"

When Liang Ming saw Wang Jiu put on the director's uniform, he spoke with a serious expression.

Upon hearing Liang Ming's address, Wang Jiu feigned anger and said:

“Brother Liang, we used to call each other brothers. It’s too formal for you to call me that now.”

Seeing that Wang Jiu's words didn't seem like a lie, Liang Ming chuckled awkwardly, "Brother Wang, it's just because you got promoted..."

"This is your territory, we can't let you lose face, can we?"

"What's so shameful about it? We're not even going to split that."

Wang Jiu patted Liang Ming on the shoulder and said:

"If it weren't for the great contributions you made for me back then, I wouldn't be able to make progress now."

"I was planning to go to Liangjia Village today to treat you to a meal, but I didn't expect to find you there."

Upon hearing Wang Jiu's words, Liang Ming smiled and said:

"Brother Wang, why bother going out to eat? Let's pick up my sister first, then go back to my house. I'll cook you some hearty dishes myself."

Wang Jiu also knew that Liang Ming was a good cook; several of the signature dishes at Xiangmanlou Restaurant were made by Liang Ming.

Upon hearing that Liang Ming was going to cook himself, he swallowed hard and said, "Okay, then I won't be polite."

As they spoke, the two walked out of the Taoyuan Township Police Station.

A local resident, who was conducting business at the police station, asked an elderly man curiously:

"Old comrade, who was that young man just now? How could Director Wang treat him like that?"

Upon hearing this, the old comrade calmly replied:

"That's Mr. Liang, the owner of the Taoyuan Township Canned Food Factory. I heard that the factory is making several thousand yuan a day now."

"Even Mayor Jiang praised him highly. I heard that the township is now giving strong support to Liangji Cannery and wants to make it a star enterprise in our Taoyuan Township."

"Our Director Wang has a close relationship with him as well."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding people were all dumbfounded, secretly memorizing Liang Ming's appearance.

If we run into this Mr. Liang in the countryside again, we must not provoke him!

Liang Ming had no idea that he was now a prominent figure in Taoyuan Township.

He and Wang Jiu had just arrived at the entrance of Taoyuan Township Middle School when they were about to wait for his younger sister, Liang Jing, to come out of the school.

From afar, he saw a group of thugs gathered around a corner of the school gate, seemingly whistling and harassing several female students.

"Xiaojing, don't go home so soon tonight. Come with us to the ice rink. I'll carry you while you skate, I promise I won't let you get hurt."

"Get out of the way! My brother knows people at the local police station. If you don't leave, don't blame me for being impolite."

"Oh, you've got quite a temper. Looks like I'll have to teach you a lesson tonight."

Hearing the vulgar language of the thugs in the crowd, and his sister's angry voice trembling with tears, Liang Ming's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth and cursed:

"These stinking shrimps, they're asking for it!"

Wang Jiu didn't expect Liang Ming to get so angry when he saw injustice, so he quickly said, "Brother Liang, don't be impulsive, I'll handle it."

Liang Ming said in a deep voice, "The person being bullied inside is my sister!"