Tang Ping only wanted to stand firm in this storm and avoid being affected.
That evening, after seeing off the bank manager and Director Zhang, Tang Ping rode his bicycle to the Qiangsheng Xiaolingtong store, just as Gao Qiqiang had just pulled down the roller shutter door, preparing to leave work.
"Hey, Ping, you're back so late."
Gao Qiqiang greeted him with a smile.
Tang Ping gave a signal with his eyes, and Gao Qiqiang immediately handed the iron hook to Gao Qisheng, instructing, "Asheng, you go home first, I want to chat with Aping."
Gao Qisheng glanced at Tang Ping and said, "Brother, it's cold outside, come back early."
"I see!"
Gao Qiqiang nodded, put on his leather jacket, and walked to the side with Tang Ping, asking, "Ping, what happened?"
Tang Ping said, "Tonight I was treating Bai Jinhan to dinner when I saw Xu Jiang leave with a large group of his underlings, shouting that he wanted to avenge his son and even offered a million-dollar reward. I was a little suspicious of him, and he was trying to trick me into talking. I feel like he's already got his eye on you."
"No way..."
After listening, Gao Qiqiang fell into deep thought. He rubbed his chin with his fingers and said after a long while, "We handled that matter quite cleanly. Even the police couldn't find anything. Xu Jiang has no evidence and won't target us."
"That's not necessarily true. Xu Jiang is a man who doesn't follow the rules. He doesn't even respect Uncle Tai. Didn't Bai Jiangbo bury him alive just like that?" Tang Ping shook his head and said.
Gao Qiqiang also said with a worried look, "It's really a headache. Chen Shuting alone has already given us a lot of trouble. Now, if Xu Jiang goes crazy, I really don't know what to do."
Tang Ping patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's take it one step at a time. I'm just giving you a heads-up. Don't go out alone lately, just in case something happens."
"Okay, thank you, Ping. Come to my house for a late-night snack."
"No, I almost threw up from drinking with Director Liu. I feel nauseous at the smell of anything now."
When Tang Ping got home, his head was spinning. He felt better after taking a shower. He didn't like drinking and preferred to keep a clear head, but there was no way around it. If he wanted to do something big, he would inevitably have to attend to various social engagements.
Business loans have a significant advantage over personal loans; although they are not interest-free, the interest rates are quite low.
Before the loan was disbursed, Tang Ping had to take over the employees of the old Jinghai Pharmaceutical Factory.
Director Zhang accompanied us this time, and he even specially invited a legal representative to draft the contract on-site.
Jinghai Pharmaceutical Factory is an old state-owned factory that has been around for decades. The factory was built by Germans and used to export overseas. However, with the reform and opening up, the factory has made a lot of orders, but it has been losing money every year. The capable factory director, workshop director, purchasing, finance and other people who used to work in the office have all run away and made a fortune.
The rest are mostly hardworking workers and experienced technicians who haven't been paid for months.
"Hey, Xiao Tang, I see that the machinery and equipment in this old pharmaceutical factory are still in good condition. Why don't you just take over the factory and run it yourself?" Director Zhang sighed.
Tang Ping smiled wryly and said, "Director Zhang, please don't joke around. The factory is already tens of millions in debt. With so little capital, I shouldn't be doing charity. Besides, now is not the right time to start a pharmaceutical factory. I'm already doing well to be able to open a soap factory."
"I was just saying that, but these workers are all experienced masters. Come, let me introduce you, this is Master Li Aiguo."
Director Zhang explained.
"Hello!"
Tang Ping offered his help, but the fifty-something-year-old master craftsman didn't seem enthusiastic. He just gave a perfunctory reply and turned back to his work.
"Everyone, come over here for a moment. Let me introduce you. This is Mr. Tang Ping, a young entrepreneur from Jinghai. He's going to open a soap factory in Qinghua District, so our branch contacted Mr. Tang to help with your employment. Anyone who wants to work at the soap factory, please line up and come over for an interview with Mr. Tang."
Director Zhang said.
The interview was Tang Ping's requirement. He knew that while there were many hardworking workers in the old state-owned factory, there were also quite a few lazy, opportunistic ones. He knew he had to screen employees before hiring them.
Director Zhang's shout didn't attract much attention. He then instructed his staff to put up a recruitment sign.
The above lists the positions and salaries available for recruitment.
Director Zhang shouted, "There are limited spots available. You can check out the salary and benefits. If you miss this opportunity, you'll have to rely on yourselves for future employment."
This attracted a lot of attention, especially the salary and benefits advertised on the job posting.
"A regular operator can earn 1500? Is that for real?"
"Meals and accommodation are provided, and there is a factory shuttle bus. If you have children, you can be arranged to attend a nearby school."
"The salary is much higher than what we earned at the old pharmaceutical factory, and the benefits are also good, but there's no permanent position."
"That's how all private companies are, I'll sign up!"
A middle-aged man was the first to raise his hand, squeezed to the front and said, "My name is Hu Dahai. I used to work in the arts and crafts industry. Can I apply for the job?"
"Of course, we make crafts. Can you make soap like this?" Tang Ping asked, taking out a soap sample.
Hu Dahai said, "What's wrong with that? Don't even mention something as simple as this, I could embroider a flower on it!"
"Okay, you're hired. The position is still process engineer, with a monthly salary of 2,000. Come over and sign the contract. You'll be officially hired tomorrow and start receiving your regular salary!" Tang Ping said with a smile.
"Thank you, boss, thank you!"
Hu Dahai said excitedly.
He used to work at the old pharmaceutical factory, where he only earned 1,000 yuan a month. When the factory went bankrupt, he didn't receive his salary for three months, and his family was almost starving. Now that his salary has doubled, why wouldn't he take it?
With Hu Dahai as a precedent, the rest of the people rushed to sign up as well.
However, Tang Ping treated everyone equally, interviewing them one by one. After screening, half of the employees of Jinghai Old Pharmaceutical Factory were signed.
There were also some who wanted to take advantage of the situation, but Tang Ping was absolutely ruthless and didn't take any of them.
Director Zhang reminded him, "That Li Aiguo is a master craftsman. Even German engineers used to recognize his talent, and half of the pharmacists at the old Jinghai Pharmaceutical Factory were his apprentices. Brother Tang, he's a rare talent; you can't miss him."
"He doesn't seem very interested in applying," Tang Ping said.
Director Zhang said, "The old master has a lot of affection for our Jinghai Pharmaceutical Factory. You should take the initiative to invite him. Didn't Liu Bei visit Zhuge Liang three times back then?"
"That's true."
Tang Ping nodded, agreeing with Director Zhang's point. He then approached Li Aiguo, offered him a cigarette, and said, "Master Li, our soap factory still needs an experienced engineer like you to steer it. I know we're a small company, but I'm confident we can double our size within three years. Besides, I actually have a deep affection for old state-owned factories like the old pharmaceutical factory. I'm also a child from Jiuchang Street; my parents both worked there back then."
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