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

He then realized how luxurious a color TV was for the factory workers.

These workers are very pragmatic. Color TVs are nice, but real money is even better.

"Boss, if we can't sell it, then we won't sell it."

The worker thought Liang Ming was unwilling and quickly said so.

But Liang Ming smiled, glanced at the worker, then looked around at the other workers, and said:

"As I just said, these three color TVs are a reward for everyone's hard work during this period."

"Whoever draws it has the right to decide what to do with it."

"Whether you sell it, keep it for yourself, or give it away, it doesn't matter."

Upon hearing Liang Ming's words, the workers' faces lit up with surprise and they cheered in unison:

"Long live the boss!"

"Boss, let's get started already, I can't wait."

"I've always been lucky, this time I'm determined to win a color TV!"

Seeing the workers' excited expressions, Liang Ming also smiled.

"It seems everyone is very excited. Let's come up one by one according to our employee numbers. First, we'll collect our food, oil, rice, and flour, then we'll draw a prize!"

"Wang, the finance manager, you're in charge of taking attendance."

As Liang Ming spoke, he glanced at Wang Mei.

Upon hearing Liang Ming's words, Wang Mei nodded and said, "Okay, boss."

The workers were excited at the thought of the lottery, but they didn't dare to be too unruly when the boss was there.

These normally burly men were now all lined up obediently, waiting for Wang Mei to call their names.

Liang Ming, Wang Ren, and his sister Liang Jing stood by, watching the workers come up one by one to receive holiday gifts and participate in the lucky draw.

This huge lottery box contained only three color TV vouchers, and with hundreds of workers at Liang's Canned Food Factory, the odds of winning were less than one percent.

The first few dozen workers only received grain, oil, and cloth coupons.

Those who were lucky enough to win bicycle tickets or sewing machine tickets were already incredibly excited, cheering and screaming.

The other workers looked on with envy at the sight.

"I won! I won a color TV voucher!"

Just then, a worker suddenly shouted excitedly.

For a moment, all the workers looked at him with envy.

Liang Ming also got a good look at the worker; it turned out to be an old acquaintance.

These workers are villagers from Moritaka Village. When the factory was being expanded, the villagers of Moritaka Village refused to be requisitioned.

With the worker quota in hand, Liang Ming discussed the expropriation matters with the village chief and villager representatives of Sengao Village.

This worker was one of the village representatives.

Unexpectedly, he was so lucky that he won a color TV.

"Director Wang, Accountant Wang, I won a color TV! Can I take one?"

The worker, holding a refrigerator voucher, pointed to the color TV next to him and said nervously to Wang Ren and Wang Mei.

As he spoke, he glanced at Liang Ming beside him.

The other workers also looked in this direction.

Everyone wanted to know whether the lottery for the color TV was real or a hoax.

"Okay, three color TVs, you can choose one yourself, but you can't break it."

Without wasting words, Wang Ren pointed to the three color TVs on the side and let the worker from Sengao Village choose one himself.

Upon seeing this, the worker from Moritaka Village immediately broke into an excited smile and ran to the three color TVs to carefully select one.

"Director Wang, I want this one!"

Soon, the worker from Moritaka Village selected the middle color TV, picked it up, and ran away.

Such a valuable item should naturally be taken away and sold as soon as possible.

He didn't even have time to take the grain, oil, rice, and noodles that were given to him for the Dragon Boat Festival.

"Don't run so fast, or you'll break the TV. If you want to sell the TV, the factory can buy it back at the original price, because we can return it."

Seeing this, Wang Ren spoke to the worker from Sengao Village.

Upon hearing this, the worker from Moritaka Village paused, a sheepish smile appearing on his face, and said, "Factory manager, why didn't you say so earlier?"

"It would be best if the factory could buy it back at the original price."

After saying that, he put the color TV back.

Without wasting any words, Wang Ren immediately instructed Wang Mei to settle the payment for the color TV with the workers in Sengao Village.

After receiving the money, the worker from Moritaka Village had an incredibly bright smile on his face and went back with the grain, oil, rice, and flour.

The workers around them looked on with envy.

"Alright, let's continue the lucky draw!"

Seeing the workers' excited expressions, Wang Ren continued.

As the lottery continued, the workers won quite a few coupons.

The other two color TVs were also taken away one after another.

One of them was even taken away by Wang Mei.

However, after winning the color TV, Wang Mei did not exchange it for money or take it home. Instead, she placed it in the factory canteen so that the workers could watch TV and relax while eating.

“Wang, you don’t have to do this. This color TV is your own private property.”

Liang Ming said to Wang Mei.

“Mr. Liang, this is exactly my choice. The factory canteen is indeed lacking a color TV.”

Wang Mei smiled and said:

"By placing the color TV here, the workers can have a good relaxing environment after their meals, so they can be more focused on their work in the afternoon."

"I was inspired by what I overheard the workers chatting earlier."

Hearing Wang Mei's words, Liang Jing, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but praise her:

"Sister, you are so outstanding. No wonder brother chose you to be the factory's accountant. You must be one of the people he trusts the most."

Wang Mei felt a little embarrassed after hearing Liang Jing's words.

"I'm not that good."

Liang Ming also looked at Liang Jing with admiration and said:

"You are really good; you know how to think about the factory."

"However, I am not the kind of person who mistreats his employees. You can imagine putting a color TV in the factory canteen for the workers' entertainment without charging for the TV. I certainly won't let you suffer a loss."

"One percent of the shares..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Mei was taken aback: "What?"

“I’m saying that starting today, one percent of Liang’s Canned Food Factory’s shares are yours.”

Liang Ming said seriously.

These words stunned not only Wang Mei, but also Wang Ren.

"Boss Liang, what do you mean by this?"

Wang Ren quickly spoke up and asked Liang Ming:

"Did my sister do something wrong?"

Wang Mei, his cousin, had previously managed his factory's finances.

Later, after he sold the factory to Liang Ming, he did not want his cousin to leave the factory.

My cousin Wang Mei has financial ability; if she stays to help Liang Ming, she will definitely be able to help him.

Ultimately, all he wanted was for his cousin to have a stable job.

"Don't overthink it. I just think that as Liangji Canned Food Factory continues to grow, the management team needs to be stable."

Liang Ming explained with a smile:

"Director Wang, Finance Director Wang, you two are key figures in the factory. I don't think I can keep you on just a fixed salary."

"In that case, it would be perfect if you each held 3% and 1% of the shares."

"What do you think?"