"What's wrong, Uncle Qiu? If you keep eating like this every day, I'm really afraid you'll stuff yourself to death one day," Wang Shouren teased Uncle Qiu from behind.
"Go away, old man. Young people can eat a lot. Don't even mention two bowls of rice, give me ten big white steamed buns, and I can eat them too." Old Qiu glared at Wang Shouren with annoyance, but he was also a little worried: "Aren't you afraid of going bankrupt by doing this?"
"What? Aren't you worried that I'm a lackey of capitalism?"
Grandpa Qiu waved his hand: "That was because I misjudged it before. I apologize to you. You are a good person."
"Alright, you just need to keep an eye on the gate. Don't worry about all this. I'll take care of the factory; it won't go under," Wang Shouren said cheerfully, before heading to his office.
Today is payday.
"You little rascal!" Old Qiu chuckled and cursed, then swayed towards the door.
As soon as I arrived at the office, I heard a ghostly wailing sound.
"Uncle Wang! Uncle Wang! You've finally arrived!" A young man wearing bell-bottoms rushed over as soon as he saw Wang Shouren.
Wang Shouren shoved him away, shaking his hand dismissively: "Good heavens, are you a dog? Running so fast?"
Then, he noticed someone else sitting in his seat. He paused, then glanced at the person again after recognizing them. Qin Shou couldn't help but shudder.
"Don't bully him, I'm here on a mission," Xu Weiwei said coldly.
"Alright, wait a moment." Wang Shouren didn't mind and looked at Qin Shou: "Speak, what kind of trouble are you trying to cause now?"
Qin Shou, a second-generation member of a large family compound.
But this guy is an oddball among the second-generation rich kids from the compound.
Most of those privileged kids from those compounds either joined the military or went into politics. But this guy wanted to go into business. What could they do? Beat him, beat him until he wanted to join the military. However, no matter how many times he was beaten, he remained stubbornly unyielding. He didn't care; he just wanted to go into business. He's already twenty-six or twenty-seven this year, and his family is really worried.
Later, he met Wang Shouren.
To put it simply, Wang Shouren's current status is comparable to that of the first generation of privileged youth from the compound. Even the most powerful second-generation privileged youth would have to bow down to him. There's no way around it; this guy picked up too many old men and women during those ten years.
Qin Shou learned the extent of this guy's business from his family.
He had always wanted to get on the bus.
But Wang Shouren simply wouldn't include him.
Actually, there's nothing else to it. It's just that the things Kui Datou did couldn't be done openly. If they were, he'd be executed several times over. At least that's how it was in those days.
Therefore, Wang Shouren was always unwilling to take him along.
But things are different now.
Qin Shou looked pitifully at Wang Shouren with his big, watery eyes: "Brother Shouren... no, Uncle Shouren, shouldn't I get a share of those motorcycles? They're legitimate, right?"
"You're quite well-informed," Wang Shouren chuckled.
"Hehe, Uncle Shouren, we had an agreement..."
"The South China region is reserved for you; you'll have to build the connections yourself." Wang Shouren had no doubt that Qin Shou could sell the goods. These days, as long as you have some high-tech products, selling them isn't difficult.
"That price..."
"It'll benefit you, but let's make it clear first, don't overstep your bounds."
Actually, the motorcycles he's currently developing aren't for civilian use. To be precise, they're designed to reduce production costs, lower selling prices, and reduce procurement costs for post offices and military regions. Only later will they be mass-produced and distributed. During this process, as production volume increases, his costs should further decrease. The profits from this will then be used for further research.
His goal wasn't a motorcycle; it was a car.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have gone to such great lengths to research engines.
Moreover, there are many other things related to engines. The goal isn't to make money domestically, but to go abroad, make money overseas, and then spend it back in China.
"Okay, Uncle, I'll do as you say. What's the price of this car?"
"We'll give you a price list, and if you reach a certain volume, you'll get different discounts. Anyway, the profit margin here isn't low. Don't think you're getting a hot potato when the time comes."
"No, who would complain about money?" Qin Shou was relieved to hear Wang Shouren say that.
Just kidding, how much money could he possibly have to burn his hands? At worst, he'll just spend it all himself; what can his family do to him?
"What? You want me to ask you to leave?" Wang Shouren had agreed to the request, but seeing that this guy didn't seem to be planning to leave and instead intended to stay and watch the show, he glanced at him.
The guy chuckled, turned and ran, not forgetting to give Wang Shouren a thumbs up before he ran away.
These days, only Wang Shouren would dare to do what he did and make such a big fuss. That's why the children of high-ranking officials don't dare to mess with him; he's a ruthless man.
Inside the office, only two people remained, Xu Weiwei and Wang Shouren, looking at each other.
Wang Shouren sighed: "Tell me, what are you doing here?"
“I was sent here to work with you,” Xu Weiwei said with a hint of stubbornness in her voice.
Wang Shouren: ...
Goodness, they've completely revealed their hand.
This was actually within his expectations, since he needed someone to keep an eye on what he was doing.
"Alright, let's get right to work." Wang Shouren didn't stand on ceremony. He walked to his desk and saw Xu Weiwei still looking at him stubbornly. He said, somewhat puzzled, "Get up. Now you're my secretary. Time to get to work."
Xu Weiwei: ...
For some reason, a bad feeling flashed through Xu Weiwei's mind.
"Starting with this factory, you should first familiarize yourself with the information here. You should already know the structure of a typical factory, so I won't go into detail. Now, I'll tell you about my plans for the future factory. There's a piece of land nearby that you need to help me acquire."
Xu Weiwei; ...
She stared at Wang Shouren in shock. Was he speaking human language?
What do you mean by "there's a piece of land next door that you have to help me acquire"?
Do you really have no shame at all?
“I’m planning to expand. Once this batch of motorcycles is sold, we should be able to make a profit by the end of the year. The military region has ordered a batch from us, and the post office has also ordered a batch. They’re just custom-made, though. We’ll have to coordinate with them. I’m guessing… well, you can see for yourself. The profit margin is a bit low, but the quantity is quite substantial.” Wang Shouren said, handing Xu Weiwei some documents.
Xu Weiwei's mind is a complete mess right now.
"Are you even listening? You're here to work, what's going on?!"
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