Huang Liang and Zhou Mei broke up not because of Zhao Yihua, but because of Huang Liang's parents.
Later, Huang Liang followed Zeng Wangcai out, but Huang Hai and his wife refused to leave and chose to stay. In the end, they became the targets of bullying in the storm.
Later, Zhao Yihua took action, and the Huang Hai couple have not recovered until now.
"I don't care who he is. If he does something he shouldn't do, he will have to pay the price." Zeng Wangcai said in a deep voice.
"You need to change your temper!" Liu Yong advised, "It will do you no good to offend such people..."
"Don't try to persuade me, old man!" Zeng Wangcai grinned. "I know what you want to say. What I want to say is... let's not talk about anything else. Let's just talk about the post point. If you are willing to avoid decades of detours, you should protect him. If you want to avoid decades of detours, you should protect me."
"What's the meaning?"
"You will know later. It's too early to tell you now."
Now, there are less than two years left before the policy allowing private business is introduced. Zeng Wangcai feels that he cannot wait for two years. After returning from this outing to settle accounts, he will prepare for his first company - Huayao!
The mobile phone was invented several years ago, but it was still early for it to enter China.
The communications field is a big business, with mobile phone sales, communications charges... Zeng Wangcai wants to give it a try and see if he can become the largest operator.
In his later life, he was made to cry by the operator. Not only was there no traffic in the package, but the most disgusting thing was the scam calls from virtual numbers.
At the craziest time, there would be dozens of them a day. The communication records, from the first to the dozens of others, were all red and hung up by unfamiliar calls. I couldn't block them all.
Because it involves infrastructure, Zeng Wangcai plans to make post and telecommunications the second industry to get involved in. For this purpose, he has prepared a batch of iPhone 4s to directly kill Motorola and leave Jobs with no way out.
If the iPhone 4 technology cannot be digested in China, Zeng Wangcai is also prepared to bring out the Nokia 5210...
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Garment factory office building, factory director's office.
Chen Rong, who also serves as the factory director, looks much older than before. Since Zeng Youqian stepped down as factory director a few years ago, she has begun to age rapidly.
She really can't help but get old. There are too many messes in the garment factory, and too many evildoers inside and outside the factory, making it impossible to produce normally.
Now the superiors have issued a document requiring the garment factory to immediately resume production and produce its previous flagship products, such as jackets and down jackets.
That would be fine, resuming production is only a matter of time, but the document requires resuming exports, so Chen Rong has no choice.
"Director, the meeting is ready. When do you want the meeting to start?" Chen Rong's secretary came in and asked.
"Now!" Chen Rong stood up and went out with her notebook.
The meeting room was on the same floor as her office and it was a quick walk there.
But before she could leave, the phone on her desk rang.
"Hello, this is Chen Rong..." Chen Rong went back and picked up the phone. She said this and then began to rejoice. "Okay, we'll get ready right away. Don't worry..."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Rong immediately ordered the secretary: "The meeting is cancelled. Immediately notify all workshop directors and above... No, go to the Propaganda Department and have the broadcasting room announce that all employees should go to the factory gate immediately and prepare to welcome the meeting according to their workshops and departments..."
"Who are you meeting?"
"Welcome the old factory director..."
Half an hour later, Zeng Wangcai and his son, as well as Jiao Hua, arrived at the garment factory. Welcomed by the workers, they entered this dilapidated but once glorious factory.
After entering the factory, Zeng Wangcai and his colleagues did not play any tricks, but went directly to each workshop department to check the situation.
Chen Rong, who was accompanying him, said with shame: "Old factory director, I didn't manage the factory you left behind well. This is my responsibility..."
Zeng Youqian's eyes were already red. He looked at the factory overgrown with weeds and the workshops that had stopped working...This was not a factory at all. A nursing home would be neater than this factory.
In the past few years, no matter how reluctant Zeng Youqian was, he dared not come to the factory. Now seeing the situation in the factory, he was scared and agreed with what his son said. Those people were really crazy. They ruined such a good factory like this.
"Wangcai..." Seeing Zeng Youqian was sad, Chen Rong nodded at Zeng Wangcai, signaling Zeng Wangcai to persuade him.
Zeng Wangcai knew his father's feelings and there was no way to persuade him at this time.
Finally, several people walked around the workshop together. Zeng Youqian said, "I just saw that there are a lot of problems in the factory. I won't talk about the environment. The main problem is the equipment. I see that the equipment in many workshops lacks maintenance. Many of them can't be used, right?"
"Indeed!" Chen Rong answered honestly, "Except for workshops one and three, which can still operate, the other workshops all have some problems."
"Hmm..." Zeng Youqian nodded and turned to look at his son, "Wangcai, what do you think?"
How do I see it?
I am not Yuan Fang, and you are not Di Renjie...
Zeng Wangcai complained silently, then said helplessly: "It depends on what Brother Jiao thinks. Brother Jiao, I remember clearly that our family has shares in this factory, right? For so many years, not only have we not seen a dime of dividends, but I heard that someone has taken our shares away?"
"Well..." Jiao Hua looked embarrassed.
The problems of the garment factory are almost the same as those of the car factory. The equity has been divided up as fat meat. In the storm, it is not just people who are bullying others, there are people with ulterior motives.
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