Not to mention how shocked the higher-ups were.
This data even surprised the two companies that invested from Hong Kong.
The Huo family originally intended to build goodwill by selling their business in mainland China. Furthermore, he was optimistic about the future development of the automotive industry. As for how long it would take to recoup the investment, that wasn't important. For him, this was a long-term investment, and he didn't expect to see returns within a year or two. Besides, the distribution channels promised to him by the shipping magnate were already more than enough to make him happy.
But I never expected this.
It was just a motorcycle factory, and they made a fortune.
This 80 million US dollars is not sales revenue, but profit.
The actual sales figures have already exceeded 100 million.
"Have the factory's welfare arrangements been made?"
"Not yet, when you come back, if it's as you promised..." Qin Jingru didn't continue.
"Okay, let's do as I promised."
"Good heavens, those kids are going to go crazy!" Qin Jingru chuckled.
"Tomorrow, come with me to the bank."
"Okay, why don't you call Director Wu along? Otherwise, I'm afraid it's not safe for me."
“Alright, it’s time for our factory to make its mark.” Wang Shouren pondered for a moment and nodded.
"You think you haven't shown off enough? In the whole of Beijing, who doesn't know about Dayun Motorcycle Factory? And who doesn't know what our factory produces?" Qin Jingru rolled her eyes. "I think you should keep a low profile. You can give the money privately. Besides, I don't think it's appropriate for you to make such a big fuss."
Wang Shouren pondered it for a moment longer.
Indeed, it's inappropriate.
Initially, his promise to Song Qiao and Feng Xian, besides salaries, included a 1% bonus on each new car model developed, awarded to the R&D department. How the department allocated the bonus was up to Song Qiao and Feng Xian. Currently, Wang Shouren doesn't know the exact sales figures, but regardless, it's already surpassed 100 million US dollars in sales.
One percent, that's a million US dollars. What does a million US dollars represent? What did it represent at the end of the 1980s?
This means that you can afford anything you want in China, even a government-affiliated position. Some organizations have explicit rules that bringing in over 10,000 US dollars will automatically grant you a government-affiliated position.
Giving a million directly would be excessive.
"Then let's give them their year-end bonuses first. This year, everyone's year-end bonus will be quadrupled..."
"No, don't tell me. It hurts my heart to hear it. Do you know how many people you have in your factory right now?" Qin Jingru covered her conscience. Every month when she paid out wages, her heart would clench.
How many people?
"There are already more than 5,000 people."
"Has the factory building next door been completed yet?"
"Yes, the motorcycle factory is all set up, but the car factory isn't. I've separated the two factories as you suggested."
"That's good, it'll save us trouble later." Wang Shouren nodded, and when he turned around, he found Qin Jingru looking at him with a displeased expression.
Wang Shouren: ...
"Ahem..." Wang, engrossed in his work, spoke up, "Jingru."
"Um?"
"It's been so long since we last met, how have you been?"
"good."
"Oh, not bad, that's good." Mr. Wang raised an eyebrow.
"hehe."
Wang Shouren: ...
"Where are the others?"
"They're all waiting for you in the yard."
"Shall we go back?"
"Yes, back to the courtyard house, in Nanluoguxiang."
"good."
Wang Shouren already knew before he arrived that they had moved back to Nanluoguxiang.
There was hardly anyone left in the backyard to begin with. At the beginning of the year, the second uncle and his wife sold the house and left, supposedly to go and live with their eldest son in another city. Actually, if the second uncle had just gone to Liu Guangtian and apologized, Liu Guangtian wouldn't have abandoned him. After all, he was still his father, and no matter what, he was already that old.
Liu Guangtian didn't say he forgave him, but at least he wouldn't skimp on food and drink.
After all, Liu Guangtian's current position and salary are enough to support not only his family, but his entire clan.
But Uncle Er was different. He stubbornly believed that as long as he found his eldest son, his son wouldn't abandon him. He refused to bow down to Liu Guangtian, even though Liu Guangtian now traveled by motorcycle. According to Qin Jingru, Uncle Er was probably so provoked by Liu Guangtian's current situation that he wanted to find his eldest son.
Otherwise, I really might not be willing to give up this house.
In the courtyard, the last thing left was Xu Damao's house.
Xu Damao, too, I heard he went south and made a fortune, then disappeared for a while. He came back around the middle of the year, didn't say much, and just asked Uncle San if anyone in the area wanted a house.
After thinking about it for a while, the third uncle realized, "Isn't this a coincidence?"
He immediately contacted Qin Jingru.
Xu Damao didn't say anything. He sold the house for 1,200 yuan, which wasn't too expensive, but it wasn't too cheap either.
Qin Jingru didn't haggle and bought it directly. After receiving the money, Xu Damao disappeared into the crowd again. From then on, the entire backyard of the courtyard house belonged to the Wang family. Qin Jingru even specially hired a renovation team to do some renovations, and around November, they moved back in. Now, the courtyard house, which originally only had a few old men, became lively again.
Some of the young people who had moved out have moved back.
As for why?
Needless to say, the motorcycle factory's products are ridiculously good!
The car had just been parked.
Wang Ruiming, Wang Xirou, and Wang Siren ran over, all very excited. Wang Xirou, in particular, immediately threw herself into Wang Shouren's arms and cried, "Dad! You're finally back! Wang Ruiming has been bullying me all year!"
Wang Ruiming: ...
"Come on, you're saying he bullied you? You're lucky you didn't bully him. Si Ren's back too?" Wang Shouren looked up.
An elderly man and his family, an older man and his family, and even some neighbors were all watching him with curiosity.
Wang Shouren greeted them cheerfully: "Oh, everyone's here."
"Everyone's here, everyone's here." An old man waved to him. And you know what, the old man didn't look old at all. Apart from his hair being a bit white, he was still in high spirits and looked very energetic. "We've been waiting for you to eat. Come on, come on."
Without further ado, Wang Shouren led the younger children into the house.
The snow in the yard had been swept clean, and steam was already rising from the surrounding houses.
"You've come at just the right time today, returning just before the Lunar New Year." The third uncle chuckled as he puffed on his pipe, chatting with Wang Shouren as they walked.
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