When he was speaking, Yun Huaying listened carefully and took notes of important points in a notebook.
After he has finished speaking, draw a vertical line next to his point of view and write down on the other side the areas that you think can be improved. Of course, these are improvements based on past life experience.
She proposed a lot of details for the improvements. After writing one page, she tore it off and gave it to him. "This is some of the improvements I just proposed for your idea. Take a look at it first. If you think it's good, you can consider it. If it's difficult to implement or you think it's unrealistic, you can discard it."
"Okay, let me take a look first."
Yuan Bing was a very cultured and polite person. He had not said a word to disturb her when she was writing seriously, nor had he leaned over to look. After she finished speaking and continued writing with great vigor, he curled his lips slightly and took the paper to look at it carefully.
Her handwriting was neat and beautiful, yet also somewhat sharp and tough. As the saying goes, a person's handwriting reflects his character. Yuan Bing could tell her character at a glance.
She appears beautiful and cool on the surface, but deep down she is definitely very opinionated and principled.
When he saw the various improvement ideas proposed on the paper, he became more and more shocked, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his heart was stirred by indescribable waves.
Yun Huaying finished writing another piece of paper, tore it off and handed it to him, "How is it?"
"Comrade Yun, very good."
Yuan Bing's eyes sparkled at this moment, and his gaze at her was scorching. "Your reform ideas and management methods are truly excellent. They are more in-depth and detailed than I expected."
The ideas proposed by Yun Huaying are actually a bit ahead of their time. After all, they are valuable experiences in corporate management for future generations and are somewhat in conflict with current national conditions and policies. However, the country and units are now beginning to explore new models. People with foresight and drive for ideas will definitely have different ideas when they see this improvement.
She just wrote down these ideas deliberately to test Yuan Bing's ideas.
His expression and recognition now fully demonstrate that he is indeed a man with great ideas in business. As long as he applies these experiences reasonably in practice, they will definitely bring him unexpected gains and success.
"What I just wrote was about management improvements, and this piece of paper is about product suggestions."
"I believe that if we want to revive the textile factory, we must not stick to the old traditional path. We must develop a new business model and products that cater to market needs."
"These are a few temporary suggestions I made. Please take a look at them first."
Yuan Bing was a little impatient now. He took the paper immediately and read through the three lines at a glance. It took only ten seconds to finish the note. When he looked up, the light in his eyes became brighter. "We will open a separate printing and dyeing factory, set up a design department, and produce our own products."
"Yes, we should no longer just produce a single type of fabric like before. We must make reforms in our products and expand the scale and variety of our products."
"The clothing, home furnishings, home textiles, and even industrial textiles I just wrote on paper are all what the market needs. Our country has a large population base, and the demand is far greater than we imagined."
Every word she said etched itself in Yuan Bing's mind. He was truly gifted in this area, understanding everything instantly. He nodded excitedly, "Yes, you're right. The market demand is huge, and the purchasing power of the people is greater than we imagined. We'll continue to offer new products, so we don't have to worry about sales. Perhaps within two years we'll be able to stage a remarkable comeback."
Seeing that he was willing to adopt these suggestions, Yun Huaying was happy and lowered her head to continue writing some ideas about factory management rules and regulations and additional benefits and rewards.
Soon the waiter came to serve the dishes. The two of them ate and chatted, expressing their opinions on the cooperation on the textile factory. Both of them were efficient and proactive people, and they finalized the investment cooperation matters in just one meal.
After lunch, Yuan Bing took her to visit the textile factory. The factory was now in a state of suspension, and people were sent here to settle accounts. There were not many people walking around in the factory.
The factory's size and location are good, but the equipment is a bit old and the environment is a bit poor. However, Yun Huaying also knows that all state-owned factories are like this now, and it will take more than three to five years to transform them. She can only keep up with the pace of the times and improve step by step.
They left the textile factory at nearly two o'clock. Before they parted, Yun Huaying invited him, "Yuan Bing, I may be leaving Beijing in two or three days. I will prepare the money tomorrow. You can come to my house tomorrow night with the contract and other documents. Han Zheng and Song Nanfeng can get off work early tomorrow, so let's have dinner together at my house tonight."
"Okay." Yuan Bing also wanted to meet Han Zheng.
Yun Huaying took out a pen and paper, wrote down the address for him, and reminded him, "Please keep my investment in the textile factory a secret for the time being. Apart from the four of us and Uncle and Aunt Song, I hope no one else will know about it for the time being."
"Why is that?"
Yuan Bing was puzzled. He had wanted to introduce her to other investment partners, and then organize a meeting for everyone to have a meal together.
"You and Song Nanfeng should have a good relationship. Let him tell you some things." Yun Huaying didn't explain much.
Yuan Bing thought about it and didn't ask any more questions. "Okay."
After the two separated, Yun Huaying took the bus to meet up with Mo Teng. Around four o'clock, she found the nearest public telephone booth, took out her small notebook, and dialed the phone number that Jing Lao had left her yesterday.
“Beep beep…beep beep…”
The phone was connected, and the old man's energetic voice rang out: "Hello, who is this?"
"Respect the elders, I am Yun Huaying."
After receiving her call, Jing Lao was stunned for half a second, glanced at Han Zheng who was sitting opposite him, and said, "Comrade Yun Huaying, are you calling about Han Zheng?"
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