Chapter 201: Issues of Principle
Yang Ruoqian is not really a young man in his twenties as he appears to be. This level of poor acting skills would not be able to deceive his eyes at all.
However, he did not hit someone in the face and did not speak to interrupt Ma Yuan's performance.
"What are you still doing here? Door god?! Is holding a glass of water your way of entertaining guests? Why don't you quickly make a pot of Laobanzhang for Mr. Yang?"
This is an attempt to throw all the responsibility onto Huang Wei and divert Mr. Yang's attention...
"Boss Yang, Boss Yang, I'm really sorry. As you know, we received your people yesterday. The company has been doing well recently, so we planned to do some minor renovations. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."
"Oh, what a mess. If you were coming, you could have told us earlier. The company would have booked a big hotel for you so that you could eat and talk comfortably..."
It seemed that he was overwhelmed by the company's poor accounts and had long wanted to get rid of this mess. After Ma Yuan finished his polite words, he hurriedly complained.
Talk about how hard you work, how much effort you have put into the company, how stupid your employees are, how many opportunities you have missed, etc.
After talking about himself, he began to talk about the company's potential, using the same rosy picture he had painted for employees on Mr. Yang.
Yang Ruoqian remained silent, looking at Ma Yuan who was talking incessantly with an unclear look.
Perhaps he was used to being the boss, Ma Yuan still didn't know the tact and kept on saying those words that made people sleepy.
It was not until he suddenly realized that in this conversation between two people, only one person was speaking. He stopped and looked at Yang Ruoqian awkwardly.
"Uh, Mr. Yang, how about we talk while we eat?"
After watching a performance, Yang Ruoqian said calmly, "No, I have something else to do later, let's talk here."
"Well... OK, how about we go to the conference room? This place..."
Yang Ruoqian nodded in agreement.
Seeing that the big money investor who was interested in acquiring his company did not walk away and was willing to negotiate, Ma Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
So he quickly invited the two of them to the narrow conference room.
It is called a conference room, but it is actually just a small room of 20 square meters, with a wooden table, a lot of plastic chairs and a medium-sized whiteboard.
There is no comparison with the extremely luxurious and fully functional conference room of Kuiguang Group.
At the same time, Huang Wei also brought up three cups of tea, one each for Yang Ruoqian, Chang Zhiqing and Ma Yuan.
This is the current situation of most companies that are under great pressure to survive. What should have been done by administrative staff can only be done by employees who put down their already busy work.
After all, small companies basically don’t have too many related businesses, so the cost and benefits of opening a few more positions are completely disproportionate.
It is rare to see a company like the Kuiguang Group where all the front desk, administration and human resources staff are fully recruited regardless of whether they are useful or not.
Yang Ruoqian picked a chair and sat down. He took a sip of the tea and put it aside without touching it again.
In fact, he has a very low level of appreciation for drinks such as wine and tea. He can't tell the difference between drinks worth a few hundred or a few thousand dollars. The expensive teas in the company are just used to increase the company's costs and have little to do with Mr. Yang's personal taste.
The problem is that the tea tastes so bad that it makes people wonder if the tea leaves were plucked from the green belt.
The tea used to entertain guests looks like this...
That guy Lin Cao didn’t get angry?
No, in order to cope with Lin Cao’s inspection yesterday, Spark Company should have prepared good tea.
I guess after using it, Ma Yuan took it back to his home.
"Boss Yang... I've heard that Boss Yang is young and capable. Today it seems that he lives up to his reputation."
All that nonsense I just said now seemed to be extremely embarrassing.
But Ma Yuan, who had long been thick-skinned, was not ashamed. He just waved his hand and said, "Huang Wei, come in too. If Mr. Yang has any professional questions later, you can answer them."
Although Ma Yuan often points fingers at his employees at work, he is actually self-aware and knows that he does not know much and that some questions need to be answered by professionals, otherwise he will surely be exposed.
Mr. Yang may not know much about professional issues related to music, but he doesn't know where the beautiful woman who has been following him came from. If he is stumped by her questions, it would be more or less embarrassing.
Hearing the boss's instructions, Huang Wei nodded slightly and sat down nervously.
After the inspection ended yesterday, Lin Cao gave himself a sigh of relief - the results were not ideal and the situation was a bit uncertain.
The boss made a surprise inspection today and is probably making the final decision.
Whether the company can survive depends on this conversation today... How could Huang Wei not be nervous?
Ma Yuan looked at Yang Ruoqian and said with emotion: "In the past six months, the most common news I've seen is that a new company has emerged in Jinhai City, and a young model entrepreneur has emerged... He has gained both fame and fortune, and the younger generation is pushing the older generation forward."
No, I just had bad luck.
Yang Ruoqian complained in his heart and said honestly: "It's not as great as it sounds, it's all luck."
Ma Yuan laughed: "Boss Yang, you are really joking. How can anyone build such a big business and make so much money just by luck? You are successful and humble. You deserve to be successful."
Success...making money...the veins on Yang Ruoqian's fists under the table began to show.
Can you please stop talking about things that are not related to the topic? It is a bit rude to bring up these unlucky topics!
"However, Mr. Yang said that he was lucky, and I also feel that I am lucky today." After Ma Yuan finished complimenting, he finally turned the topic back to the main topic, "I am so happy to meet a noble person like you at this time."
"You sent someone to investigate yesterday, and you must have learned the company's situation in great detail. I will tell you the truth. We are indeed facing some thorny difficulties now."
"Your willingness to take over our company is not only a timely help, but also a lifesaver for all our employees!"
Before the acquisition plan was even started, Ma Yuan had already promoted Yang Ruoqian to a very high position.
Doing so is naturally a strategy - if Yang Ruoqian's inner thought is that this company can be acquired or not, once he says this, there is an 80% chance that others will choose to acquire it.
They all say you are their savior. So many people in the company depend on you for their livelihood. How can a young person handle such a savior-like role? Moreover, there is such a beautiful woman around him. Even for the sake of face, he should not lose face.
Little did people know that, in Mr. Yang's heart, he was actually very satisfied with the current situation of the company.
Judging from the atmosphere of the entire company and the pessimism that permeates the bones of all members from the leadership to the employees, Spark Records can no longer be said to be a patient in the ICU.
It's like a corpse waiting to be cremated in the morgue...
Yang Ruoqian checked the time, raised his hand and said, "Boss Ma, I won't play dumb with you. I have already received the inspection report on your company yesterday. To be honest, it is very bad, worse than I imagined. However, I still plan to proceed with the acquisition plan of your company."
After hearing Yang Ruoqian's assurance, Ma Yuan finally felt relieved.
It doesn’t matter if the inspection results are bad. The only thing that needs to be negotiated is the final price. As long as they are willing to purchase, everything will be fine.
"Boss Yang, you are willing to help us, you are the benefactor of the entire Spark Company! You are a straightforward person who likes to hear frank words, so I won't be polite with you."
"As you know, the company is not doing well and has a lot of expenses. It is not possible to blame the problem on one person. Everyone in the company, including me, must have an unshirkable responsibility."
"I have poured a lot of effort into this company, and it has been with me for more than ten years. To be honest, it is like another child of mine. As long as I can keep it alive, I will agree to let you take over the company for free today!"
Yang Ruoqian smiled and said nothing.
Generally speaking, after saying these nice polite words, there will be a "but".
But the content that follows is the real honest truth.
As expected, Ma Yuan took a sip of tea and continued: "But..."
"Although I hold the largest share of the company, there are actually five shareholders in the entire company. I can give you my share, but the other shareholders will definitely not agree."
"My brothers in the company have been with me for a long time. As their boss, I have no choice but to take care of their future lives. I'm sure you understand that, right?"
After saying these words, Ma Yuan continued to talk about the company's various businesses.
From the company's ideals to its historical background, there are a lot of personal opinions and suggestions.
Mr. Yang nodded repeatedly.
Beautiful, really beautiful. As expected of an old hand, his speech is pleasant to the ear, even more pleasant than his singing.
When Yang Ruoqian talks nonsense, at most he would come up with some long and difficult sentences or some meaningless repetitive words... But Ma Yuan is different. He can always elevate some apparently insignificant things to a very high spiritual level.
The company is my child, the shareholders are my friends, and the employees are my brothers, so I have to pay more, right?
All these words are nothing more than how much potential the company has to develop, how big the subsequent profit margin is, how difficult it is for the employees and the boss, and that the piece of cake in my hand is a hot commodity that many people are vying for...
But in fact, all I think about is business.
This is because Yang Ruoqian is young, inexperienced, and cares about his reputation, so he wants to take advantage of the opportunity to sell more money...
Unfortunately, the more he said these words, the more unhappy Yang Ruoqian felt.
At the beginning, Yang Ruoqian provided so many benefits to the employees of Kuiguang Group and created such a good working environment in order to increase costs and reduce employee work efficiency.
But after working in such an environment for so long, even he himself was infected a little without realizing it.
After staying in a clean and fresh place for a long time, Yang Ruoqian was a little uncomfortable to adapt to the sudden return to a dirty place.
Chang Zhiqing lowered her head and silently made various records on her mobile phone, while communicating with Yang Ruoqian on WeChat.
Every few words Ma Yuan said, the two adjusted their bidding strategies.
Seeing that the words and the cake were almost done, Ma Yuan finally directly stated his offer: "Boss Yang, the situation of our company is almost like this, and you know the specific situation... I reluctantly give up and give you a shocking price of 1.5 million. How about it?"
After saying this, Ma Yuan made a heartbroken expression, as if selling the company to Yang Ruoqian at this price was like cutting his flesh.
In response, Chang Zhiqing sent a message to Yang Ruoqian on WeChat: "Why don't we not acquire this company? Ma Yuan is too insincere."
Yang Ruoqian sighed, put away his phone, and temporarily ignored Ma Yuan's words. He said, "Well, bring a few songs produced by your company over here and play them for us to listen to."
When Ma Yuan heard this, an embarrassed expression suddenly appeared on his face.
"This...Mr. Yang, this..."
"Why?" Yang Ruoqian smiled, "I have to take a look at your company's products before making a decision, right?"
Ma Yuan had no choice but to nod, and turned to Huang Wei and told him, "Xiao Huang, bring the best headphones in the company and play two of our signature songs for President Yang."
You can't even remember the name of your own song... A hands-off shopkeeper, right? Why can other people's hands-off shopkeepers lose money, but you, a hands-off shopkeeper, work hard to make money? Making money is like a besieged city, the outsiders want to get in, and the insiders want to get out?
Yang Ruoqian shook his head: "Just use your phone. I'm just a music lover, I don't have that high requirements for equipment."
"Okay, I'll let it go for you." Huang Wei nodded.
Soon, a song with a singing style and melody that was similar to that of ten years ago began to play in the conference room.
To be honest, if you don't consider its somewhat "retro" style, it's actually quite good.
But there is a big problem, because Yang Ruoqian just checked the release date of this song, and it was nine years ago! This is not retro at all, it is old enough in itself.
Nine years ago, Spark Records had just become independent from Yuefu and was at its peak. The company was full of talented people, so it was reasonable for it to produce such a song that was in line with the trend of the time.
"Not bad..." After listening, Yang Ruoqian made a comment, "But it's a bit old, what about songs released within the past two years? Are there any? I want to see the songs you released recently and evaluate your company's current music production capabilities."
Ma Yuan turned his head and looked at Huang Wei, asking him to quickly find the best song he could sing.
But the problem is that Huang Wei is also having a hard time - in recent years, almost every time he makes a song, the management has been meddling in his decisions. The company's performance is getting worse and worse, and many capable old employees are unable to bear it and have resigned.
Songs from the last two years?
Is it embarrassing to release it?
But the big money sponsor was sitting right in front of him and he couldn't fool him. Huang Wei could only bite the bullet and find a pop song that was barely not that trashy from the pile of electronic garbage and played it on his mobile phone.
This is a rap song.
As soon as the prelude sounded, Huang Wei and Ma Yuan showed embarrassed expressions on their faces.
"I'm a jerk at work, and I'm lazy after get off work..."
“…No matter how long the vacation lasts, I still think it’s too short.”
"He said he was not afraid of starting work on the 8th..."
Yang Ruoqian and Chang Zhiqing, who had already prepared themselves for the terrible quality of the song, could not help but be stunned after hearing it.
What the hell is this? Huang Wei and Ma Yuan both looked embarrassed, as if they were criticized by their teacher in public after failing an exam in school.
Songs are not paintings or works of art, so the right to judge is monopolized... Whether a song is good or not, everyone has ears.
Before Yang Ruoqian could digest this soul-piercing and unpleasant prelude, the climax of the song came.
"I always! Cram at the last minute!! Cram at the last minute!!!"
"This song! Cram at the last minute!! Cram at the last minute!!!"
"Cram for the Buddha's feet...Cram for the Buddha's feet..."
Mr. Yang, who was originally listening to the song attentively, was so frightened by the shouting that he almost sat up from his chair.
What the hell?!
Mr. Yang, who had not yet recovered from the rubbish prelude, was completely confused by the sudden and repeated shouting.
Without commenting on the quality of the song, Yang Ruoqian was somewhat puzzled by the lyrics alone.
Isn’t that too perfunctory?
With words like this, Mr. Yang himself would just fill it in randomly...
"KFC! Crazy Thursday! Crazy Thursday! Noxus! Sprint when you go out! Sprint when you go out!"
Who can’t write? Huang Wei dug his toes into the floor, wishing he could just press the pause button and stop polluting Mr. Yang’s ears with this kind of garbage.
What if Mr. Yang heard that he was injured and he was angry and didn't want to buy the company? Yang Ruoqian suppressed his shock and listened to the whole song. He soon confirmed that no one should buy this rap.
In fact, the lyrics and melody of the second half of the song are barely acceptable.
But it's just listenable. From a musical perspective, it's mediocre in every aspect. This is the best song Spark Records has produced in the past two years...
Not to mention that the first half and climax of this song are so explosive.
The output of Spark Records is at this level, and they have been able to survive until now without going bankrupt. They are really lucky and have a solid foundation, worthy of being from the Moon Palace.
With the unpleasant tune echoing in his mind, Yang Ruoqian couldn't help feeling a little disappointed with his friend.
Look at the employees of other companies, they just casually make a bad song and don’t need any encouragement at all.
Look at the employees of Kuiguang Group. They make a lot of money accidentally through shows like "Dragon Son-in-law Protecting the Nation" and live streaming to sell goods. They always make Yang Ruoqian experience what cardiopulmonary arrest is.
Maybe this is creativity, this is imagination.
Sometimes, to do something extremely well, you need enough creativity.
For example, for this song, if you asked Yang Ruoqian to come up with this idea even if he thought about it for ten years, he would never come up with such a bad idea.
But the good thing is that Mr. Yang doesn’t have this creativity, but the employees of Spark Company do.
The professionals are right in front of us, waiting to be acquired...
This deal has to be done no matter what.
Ma Yuan drank his tea and secretly glanced at Yang Ruoqian's expression. He found that his face was full of "What the hell is this?" and he felt disappointed.
When a distinguished guest arrived, the family should have served at least some of their home-cooked specialties instead of delicacies from the mountains and seas. But in the end, they served a table full of shit...
Ma Yuan wanted to smash his phone after hearing what he said, but Mr. Yang was able to maintain his superficial calm, which was very measured.
Alas, after listening to the song, the original purchase price of 1.5 million is probably totally out of the question.
But he had inflated the price. Even a fool wouldn't pay 1.5 million to buy such a shabby company.
Let’s see how much we can get in the end.
Ma Yuan stretched out his neck, waiting for Mr. Yang to chop him hard.
Yang Ruoqian regained his composure and forced a smile, "How should I put it about the music produced by your company... well, there is indeed a lot of room for improvement, it's very good."
very nice……
Ma Yuan was moved when he heard Yang Ruoqian's comments.
Look, this is the demeanor of a big boss. Not only did he not overturn the table and leave, he could even say with a clear conscience that the song is very good.
There is a reason for success.
In fact, after Yang got over his initial sigh of relief, he really thought the song was pretty good. As long as Sparks could produce songs of this quality steadily, it was inevitable that it would lose money.
Huang Wei also saw that Yang Ruoqian was actually complimenting him somewhat reluctantly, so he asked without thinking, "Boss Yang, do you have any other opinion on this song?"
Having finally survived the execution stage and hoping that the matter would be over as soon as possible, Ma Yuan looked at Huang Wei angrily.
They are giving you face, why don't you just walk down the stairs? ! You want to be scolded, right? ! "It's okay, I'm just a music listener, I can only tell whether it's good or bad, I don't know how to say it specifically." Yang Ruoqian waved his hand.
To be honest, Yang Ruoqian actually has many opinions.
The most important point is, how could such bad lyrics be written?
If you just pick a junior high school and grab a student from there to write the lyrics, it wouldn't be possible for him to write such bad lyrics, right?
But thinking that they would be his employees in the future, Yang Ruoqian held back on these rather blunt words.
Huang Wei nodded immediately: "Okay, Mr. Yang."
Seeing that the big money sponsor gave Ma Yuan so much face, his emotions felt like he was on a roller coaster.
Let’s end the topic quickly and get to the acquisition stage!
Don't create any more trouble.
Anyone who wants to take over this mess can do so. As long as Ma Yuan can take the money and run away, nothing is a big deal.
Yang Ruoqian greeted Chang Zhiqing on WeChat and indicated that she could make an offer.
In fact, from the perspective of system settlement, Yang Ruoqian should not bargain, but directly agree to the offer of 1.5 million so that he can better get the system subsidy at the end of the quarter.
The problem is that Yang Ruoqian doesn't like people like Ma Yuan very much, and doesn't really want him to take advantage of him.
Yang Ruoqian saw Ma Yuan's name in the list of arrangers of the unpleasant rap song just now.
Just as he said, the lyrics for the second half of the song are still okay... The first half is so bad, probably because of Ma Yuan.
Yang Ruoqian had also asked Lin Cao before, and he knew that the salary level at Sparks Company had been declining again and again in recent years, and the treatment of employees was extremely poor.
It was clearly their responsibility, but in the end it was the employees who had to bear the consequences... That's really inhumane.
No matter how difficult Yang Ruoqian's company was in his previous life, he never failed to fulfill his responsibilities to his employees. He was much more conscientious than Sparks Company.
Letting such a person leave safely with 1.5 million while I suddenly died in my previous life makes me feel a little psychologically unbalanced just thinking about it.
So, Yang Ruoqian only said one sentence to Chang Zhiqing.
"Cut the price to the bone."
(End of this chapter)
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