key witness
After that night, the atmosphere between Ling Xiuqing and Murong Bai became more subtle.
Although neither of them broke the window paper, the tacit understanding and deepening bond between them had already been seen by everyone around them.
Ling Xiuqing no longer deliberately avoided Murong Bai's feelings, but temporarily suppressed the throbbing in her heart. She knew that before her business empire was stable and Han Shaoheng and Chuntao's crimes were finally judged, she could not indulge in a love affair.
She devoted all her energy to the production and promotion plan of the "new school uniforms".
She knows very well that a successful brand, in addition to having excellent products and advanced concepts, more importantly, has an absolutely loyal and technically competent core team.
The root cause of Han Shaoheng's failure was his lack of understanding of human nature and his lack of respect for technology. Her first step was to bring back those "treasures" that Han Shaoheng had so ruthlessly abandoned.
The first thing she did was to find Uncle Lin.
"Uncle Lin," she said, placing a previously prepared equity transfer document in front of the white-haired old man. "From today on, you are no longer a factory master. I hope you can continue to help me as the technical director of Zhixiufang and... a shareholder of the company."
Uncle Lin looked at the transfer document, which clearly stated "5% dry stock," and he jumped up from his chair in shock, waving his hands repeatedly. "No, no, no! Boss! This is absolutely impossible! I'm just an old man, and it's my duty to work for you. How can I take your stock? It's too valuable!"
"It's not expensive." Ling Xiuqing helped him sit down again, her eyes sincere. "Uncle Lin, you've devoted your entire life to the Ling family... to this factory. Your skills and experience are the most precious treasure of Zhixiufang. This 5% stake isn't a reward from me, but the respect you deserve. I need you to help me rekindle our Ling family's true strengths and pass them on."
Her words were full of heartfelt emotion, especially the casual mention of "our Ling family," which shocked Uncle Lin, and his cloudy old eyes instantly filled with tears.
He looked at Ah Xiu in front of him, and the familiar shadow of the eldest daughter emerged clearly again. He no longer refused, and with trembling hands, he pressed his fingerprint on the document.
He knew that his loyalty was not just to a new boss, but also to the glory and heritage of "Ling Family Embroidery Shop" that had been deeply rooted in his bones.
After mastering the technical core, Ling Xiuqing next looked for a "steward" for management.
She already had a candidate for this person - Manager Wang.
It was the steward of Mr. Wang's house who first discovered her talent in the porridge shed and gave her her first job.
Through Murong Bai's covert investigation, Ling Xiuqing had long known that this Steward Wang was not only shrewd and capable, but also a man of integrity. He had worked as a comprador in a British firm in his early years, and was well versed in Western management and business practices. He had resigned in anger and resigned to live with the Good Man Wang because he was disgusted by the exploitation of Chinese merchants by foreigners.
It is a waste of talent for such a person to be only the manager of a mansion.
Ling Xiuqing prepared generous gifts and visited in person.
At first, Manager Wang politely declined her invitation. He had long been accustomed to a comfortable life and did not want to be involved in the ups and downs of the business world.
Ling Xiuqing did not force him, but left the five-year development plan she had drawn up for "Zhi Xiu Fang" and the brochure filled with advertisements for the new school uniforms on his desk.
"Mr. Wang, I know you're not interested in this," she said calmly. "But I also know that you have a burning desire in your heart, a desire for Chinese brands and industries to compete with those of foreigners. I, Ah Xiu, am a woman, so I don't dare talk about building a strong nation and ensuring its security. I just want to use my needle and thread to make the healthiest and most beautiful clothes for our children. This road is difficult, and I need someone like you who understands both Chinese rules and Western management to guide me."
After saying that, she stood up and said goodbye.
That night, Manager Wang did not sleep all night.
He turned over and over the development plan and the vibrant advertising brochure. He seemed to have seen, in the not-too-distant future, countless Chinese students wearing the new "Zhi Xiu Fang" school uniforms on the streets of Shanghai, full of vigor and confidence.
That picture deeply touched the string of "family and country feelings" in his heart.
The next morning, before dawn, he took the initiative to come to the factory gate of "Zhi Xiu Fang" and bowed deeply to Ling Xiuqing who came to open the door.
"Boss. Mr. Wang, I'm happy to serve you."
At this point, the technical core and management core are all in place.
The prototype of a brand new business empire has been officially built, with Ling Xiuqing as the absolute soul, Lin Bo's technical team as the skeleton, and Wang Guanshi's management team as the flesh and blood.
They will all become the most critical "witnesses" in the future business war, witnessing the birth of a legend.
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