Chapter 769 2 Million Yuan for Sanitation Workers? Chen Yansen is dead, who would dare to invest? There are no living saints!
"What are you doing? You have to queue up even if you want to watch the fun!"
"Why are you pushing? Trying to take advantage of me, huh?"
"Fuck you!"
A dozen or so passersby on the outside were forcibly separated by security personnel, and only then could they see the situation in the very center of the crowd.
A woman in her early fifties, wearing a sanitation worker's uniform, with rough, dark skin, sat slumped on the ground, looking bewildered and embarrassed after being slapped on the right cheek.
The incident was quite simple: a sanitation worker accidentally splashed dirty water onto a middle-aged man's leather shoes and trouser legs while sweeping the ground, leaving three or four mud spots the size of a fingernail.
"These pants cost over two thousand yuan. Who knows if they'll still be wearable after washing them? I don't want your apology, just a new pair of pants will do."
The middle-aged man persisted.
"Brother, it's just a few mud spots, no need to be so serious about it. Just wash it off properly when you get home."
Passersby couldn't help but offer their advice.
"Then you pay for her!" the middle-aged man retorted, glaring at him.
"Xiao Wang, call the police!"
Chen Yansen glanced at a security guard beside him and casually gave the order.
His voice wasn't loud, but everyone around him could hear it clearly.
"Holy crap! What does this have to do with you?"
Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man immediately abandoned the sanitation worker and strode aggressively toward Chen Yansen.
But after taking only two steps, four security personnel quickly surrounded him.
He wasn't stupid; he could tell from this situation that Chen Yansen was no ordinary person. He instantly lost his confidence and turned to leave.
Did I let you leave?
Chen Yansen asked casually.
Logically speaking, it's reasonable for the sanitation worker to pay him a cleaning fee after soiling his shoes and pants, but resorting to violence is wrong.
He knew very well that after layers of subcontracting, these sanitation workers' income was often less than three thousand yuan a month, and they had to work outside regardless of wind, sun, heat, or cold.
In fact, he had thought about taking over the sanitation business before and had even approached Tao Jingwen.
But Tao Jingwen made it very clear at the time that there were too many intricacies in this industry, and he could only be assigned business in two or three districts at most. If he wanted to take on more, the resistance would be enormous.
Everyone in the industry chain wants to make money from it. If it were really handed over to Chen Yansen, what would they eat?
This is also the main reason why Senlian Group keeps opening factories and hiring people. Only when labor costs increase can the income of other positions increase accordingly.
Just like in the food delivery industry, most ordinary people choose orders priced between 15 and 20 yuan. Is it because they don't like more expensive food?
It's because we don't have money!
"What does this have to do with you?" the middle-aged man asked again.
"I love meddling in other people's business, so what, you disagree?"
Chen Yansen shrugged and asked with a smile.
The tone of his words was exactly the same as when the middle-aged man demanded two thousand yuan in compensation from the sanitation worker earlier.
"..." The middle-aged man opened his mouth as if to curse, but did not dare to utter a sound.
He's not stupid; he knows who he can bully and who he shouldn't mess with.
Before long, the patrol officers stationed on the pedestrian street rushed over, almost running.
Because when Xiao Wang called the police, he deliberately mentioned his boss's name.
In Luzhou, Chen Yansen's reputation was even greater than Meng Yuanzhi's.
"Mr. Chen!"
Two inspectors quickly stepped forward and recognized Chen Yansen after a brief observation.
Passersby immediately recognized the name.
"This is troublesome."
Chen Yansen briefly explained what had happened, then pointed to the sanitation worker on the ground and the middle-aged man beside him.
"Mr. Chen, how would you like to handle this?" the older inspector asked tentatively.
"His pants and leather shoes are worth no more than 500 yuan. The special cleaning service on Kuaipao is only 39.9 yuan with the group purchase price. Let this aunt give him 50 yuan. The extra 10.1 yuan can be considered as compensation for him."
Chen Yansen said slowly and deliberately.
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment. After learning that the other party was Chen Yansen, his legs were trembling. He did not expect that the other party would actually "stand on his side".
Upon hearing that he only needed to pay fifty yuan in cleaning fees, the sanitation worker immediately stood up, moved his cleaning tools aside, and took out a handkerchief from his pocket.
She had a dozen or so coins wrapped in her handkerchief. She took out two 20-yuan bills and one 10-yuan bill and handed them to the inspector.
"Take it." The older inspector stuffed the money into the middle-aged man's hand, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.
"Mr. Chen, may I leave now?" the middle-aged man asked cautiously.
"Shall we go? Let's take this lady to the hospital for a full check-up first."
Chen Yansen said with a smile.
A full checkup?
That would cost several thousand yuan, wouldn't it?
The middle-aged man's heart sank; he realized that things wouldn't end so easily.
"Xiao Wang, you handle this."
After saying that, Chen Yansen gave Xiao Wang some more instructions.
"Okay, boss." Xiao Wang nodded in agreement.
"Mr. Chen, aren't you bullying me?" the middle-aged man asked angrily.
"But weren't you having a good time bullying people just now? You wouldn't even accept a 100 yuan cleanup fee, but now that the roles are reversed, you can't stand it?"
Chen Yansen raised an eyebrow and said sarcastically.
In an instant, the passersby burst into laughter.
They had all witnessed the whole story. Just now, when a few people tried to break up the fight, the middle-aged man cursed them back.
Seeing him humiliated, everyone felt an immense sense of satisfaction, like they had just eaten ice cream.
"Mr. Chen, thank you! But I still have to go to work, so maybe we should just forget about it?"
The sanitation worker who was slapped was grateful to Chen Yansen for standing up for him, but he was even more afraid of losing his job if he left his post without permission.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen! I'll pay for the medical expenses! It was my fault!"
The middle-aged man, regaining his senses, quickly bowed and apologized, then took out his wallet, pulled out eight or nine hundred-yuan bills, and stuffed them into the sanitation worker's hand.
The inspector didn't speak, but just looked at Chen Yansen.
Normally, such a minor matter would be resolved with an apology and some compensation.
Seeing that the sanitation worker didn't want to pursue the matter any further, Chen Yansen stopped talking and nodded slightly to the inspector.
The middle-aged man, abandoning his previous arrogant demeanor, apologized humbly and ran away without looking back.
Surrounded by security personnel, Chen Yansen got into the car at the intersection.
After circling around, the car returned to a restaurant on the pedestrian street.
He sat by the window on the second floor, gazing down at the view, lost in thought.
There are many things he can't do yet.
Even though Senlian Capital is expanding rapidly, the industries it can enter are limited.
Just like the manufacturing industry in Shenzhen, there was some panic when faced with Senlian's high-salary strategy at first, but not long after, most factory owners went their own way and continued to maintain the low base salary model.
They knew in their hearts that no matter how good the benefits were at Orange Mobile Phone Factory and Deep Blue Technology, the number of employees they could recruit was limited.
The remaining millions of workers still have to work hard for themselves.
You won't do it?
There are plenty of people who will do it!
In their eyes, paying three or four thousand yuan a month is considered a great favor to the employees.
"Mr. Chen, what are you thinking about?"
A clear, cheerful, and playful female voice came from behind, followed by a gentle pat on Chen Yansen's shoulder.
"I'm thinking about attending a wedding in Australia next week. What do you think would be a good gift for Liu Qiangdong?"
Chen Yansen answered casually.
Meng Jie put down her small handbag, sat down opposite Chen Yansen, picked up the menu and ordered while saying, "When our colleagues got married before, we would give them a gift and then chip in to buy a tea set, but President Liu definitely doesn't need that."
"Doesn't Old Liu love to cook? We can just give him a set of tableware."
Chen Yansen said, half-jokingly.
But she had already planned in her heart to buy a ranch in Australia as a wedding gift for Liu Qiangdong.
In any case, Liu Qiangdong can be considered his half-brother.
Mengjie giggled, her eyes falling on Chen Yansen out of the corner of her eye. She couldn't help but recall the scene when she went home last time, when her parents asked her when she planned to get married.
She is twenty-two years old this year. To be honest, most young people nowadays think about getting married and having children later in life, and there is also extra marriage leave. Not many people would consider getting married right after graduation.
Of course, there are such people, but the proportion is very small.
"I'm going to Abyssinia tomorrow, so I won't be able to go to the horse farm with you. Here, this is a birthday present for you."
Chen Yansen took out an exquisite gift box from his pocket.
"Thank you, Boss Chen!" Meng Jie accepted the gift, deliberately using a high-pitched, sweet voice to respond.
"Bang!"
Chen Yansen raised his hand and tapped her, saying irritably, "Don't pretend to be a sweet girl if you're a lousy guy."
But in my mind, I added: I have someone else in mind who is the sweet girl type.
Meng Jie covered her forehead, grabbed her chopsticks, and retaliated by slapping Chen Yansen on the forehead without any hesitation.
The two fought back and forth, and eventually ended up embracing each other.
"I haven't eaten yet."
Meng Jie was pulled onto Chen Yansen's lap and whispered.
"Let me eat first," Chen Yansen said seriously.
“There are cameras over there.”
"Don't worry, it broke a long time ago."
The meal lasted for more than three hours, until the evening breeze began to pick up and the moonlight began to brighten, before the two of them finally left the restaurant's private room.
On Mengjie's ears, there was a pair of emerald earrings. They looked ordinary, but they weren't expensive. They were custom-made by a designer that Chen Yansen had asked to wear.
Despite the chilly wind, the pedestrian street in winter was still crowded with men and women taking a stroll.
Chen Yansen held Meng Jie's hand, taking small sips of a cup of Mixue Ice Cream's white fungus and pear tea.
After careful consideration, he decided to establish a sanitation service company to undertake sanitation business in various regions.
This industry employs approximately two million people nationwide. Even if the average monthly cost per person is controlled at around three thousand yuan, it can still provide seven million two hundred thousand acts of humanitarianism annually.
Although we have to compete with our peers for contracting rights, if we don't cause some trouble for Li Qingsong and Han Jinheng, wouldn't the research and development of Aurogon G1051, Dawn A220 and Aurogon 3000 be in vain?
The next morning, Wang Kangshuo of Orange Construction received a call from Chen Yansen.
In short, it means restarting sanitation service projects that had been previously abandoned.
After hanging up the phone, Chen Yansen dialed Meng Yuanzhi's number again and got straight to the point: "Mr. Meng, could the sanitation contract for Luzhou be directly transferred to Senlian next year?"
When Meng Yuanzhi arrived at the office and listened to Chen Yansen's words, he couldn't help but wonder: Had Chen Yansen been bewitched? The monthly cost of each sanitation worker was only four to four thousand five hundred yuan. After deducting management costs, how much profit could there be?
Earning too much will get you called "heartless," while earning too little is no different from doing charity.
"Mr. Chen, given Senlian Capital's current profitability, is it really necessary for them to get involved in such a low-profit industry as sanitation services?" Meng Yuanzhi thought for a moment and still offered a word of advice.
“But I want to do it,” Chen Yansen replied firmly.
After a moment of silence, Meng Yuanzhi asked again: "All districts?"
He wouldn't bother with anyone else, but Chen Yansen was different.
With the support of Senlian Capital, Luzhou is qualified to become a first-tier city.
Faced with a benefactor who could both generate wealth and boost performance, Meng Yuanzhi quickly realized that even if it meant risking offending people, he had to keep Chen Yansen in check.
“Yes, all of them,” Chen Yansen replied.
"Then submit your bids as soon as possible, and I'll let Jingwen know." Meng Yuanzhi laughed heartily.
“Mr. Meng, thank you very much,” Chen Yansen replied.
"The sales of the Zhulong 3000 2D laser cutting machine are quite good. The Central Division would like to send a team to accompany us to the Hannover Messe next year for training." Meng Yuanzhi took the opportunity to make a request.
"Of course. Without the support of Mr. Meng and the Luzhou Central Bureau, Senlian Precision Industry would not have been able to develop the Zhulong 3000 so quickly."
Chen Yansen readily agreed.
Everyone carries the flowery bridge; if someone respects me by an inch, I will respect them by a mile.
Meng Yuanzhi had given him plenty of face, so he naturally wouldn't let Meng Yuanzhi's words go unanswered.
Moreover, with someone from the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection accompanying them, Senlian Precision Machinery would have an extra layer of endorsement.
For Meng Yuanzhi, the biggest benefit is that he can leverage Senlian Precision's research achievements to connect with foreign businesses, attract more high-tech manufacturing enterprises to settle in the area, and promote the industrial upgrading of Luzhou.
"Come sit in my office sometime." Hearing Chen Yansen's reply, Meng Yuanzhi smiled with satisfaction and invited him again.
"Okay, no problem," Chen Yansen replied casually before ending the call.
Having secured Luzhou, the next steps are Shenzhen, Shanghai, and Qingdao. However, in areas where Senlian Group's influence is weaker, the local central authorities may not be so accommodating.
"Who cares! Doing some things is better than doing nothing!"
Chen Yansen thought to himself.
At 9:15 a.m., a Gulfstream G550 took off from the airport and flew toward Abyssinia.
The news that "the world's richest man was invited by the head of Abyssinia to visit East Africa" spread overseas in no time, but did not attract much attention.
After all, people like Buffett, Bill Gates, and Musk have all attended business galas in Africa, ostensibly for charity, but mostly to explore markets and seek business opportunities.
Even in the poorest places, there will be a group of high-spending people, it's just that the proportion is not high.
Just like Apple, which sold 4 million units in Africa in 2013, with over 2 million units of the Omega series, each phone costing around 4,000 yuan.
For ordinary people in Africa, even if they work for a year without eating or drinking, they might not be able to earn this much money.
Of Africa's more than one billion people, fewer than ten million can afford a high-end smartphone. How poor are the rest?
Even telecom fraud companies are too lazy to expand their business in the local area; they're all poor people, and you can't squeeze any profit out of them.
at the same time.
Local sanitation outsourcing companies in Luzhou quickly received the news that their sanitation contracting business for next year was gone, as the central government was going to reclaim the contracting rights and transfer them to other companies.
Some people immediately tried to find out through connections, while others inquired everywhere about which company was "unethical" and dared to steal their business.
Finally, all the blame was pointed at Orange Construction, because Orange Construction submitted the registration materials for "Orange Sanitation Service Company" on the same day.
"That damn Chen Yansen, he'll do anything for money!"
"Kill their whole family!"
"What goes around comes around. When his luck turns, we'll definitely kill him!"
Amidst the praise of its peers, Orange Sanitation Service Company was quietly established and, with Meng Yuanzhi's tacit approval, began bidding for projects.
On the other side.
In downtown Asberba, a group of old nobles gathered to discuss how to deal with Leggee's economic development strategy; they certainly didn't want to give money to the poor.
"If Chen Yansen dies in Abyssinia, will anyone still dare to invest in building a factory there?"
From the corner, someone made a sinister suggestion.
"Where is Leggi?"
Someone pressed for an answer.
"Him? He must die! Didn't he want to be a saint? But in this world, where are there any living saints? Then let's grant his wish!"
Someone immediately answered.
If Leggi were present, he would be greatly surprised, as these people included high-ranking members of the Omoro, Hamra, and Tireg tribes.
(End of this chapter)
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