"Okay! It's settled then!"
This is a relief for Xiong Xuepeng, who truly doesn't understand business or management.
It's absolutely a headache.
I wouldn't say I was terrified, but I was definitely numb.
For Wu Changfeng, training a professional manager was a piece of cake.
All I want is for the parts to be up to standard, and not to be subpar.
The two parties signed an agreement, with Wu Changfeng investing 200,000 yuan to acquire a 20% stake.
Xiong Xuepeng delegated management authority, allowing Liutiao to initially set up the factory and start operations, and to formulate a set of relevant management procedures.
The goal is to ensure that even if Liu Tiao leaves, the factory can continue to operate independently under the leadership of a professional manager.
Wu Changfeng and Liu Tiao stayed in Wenzhou for a few days, mainly to catch up on Liu Tiao's lessons.
They copied the entire management system from later generations and instilled it into the willow branches.
The willow branches are also eager to get started.
I'm extremely excited! I can finally stand on my own!
In fact, this was Wu Changfeng's deliberate test of the willow branches.
Training troops is important, but just shouting slogans isn't enough.
We still need to put in real work and practical experience.
Even if I mess it up, it doesn't matter, I can afford the tuition.
At worst, I can come back and reorganize the Fenjin Plastics Factory.
Wu Changfeng left the willow branches in Wenzhou; with Boss Lü looking after them, it wasn't a problem.
I continued south and took a train to Window City.
Wu Changfeng needed to find the most important component of an electric toothbrush: a small motor.
At that time, the city's level of development was unparalleled in the country.
Skyscrapers and bustling traffic.
The area is bustling with factories and is thriving.
In previous years, you couldn't enter a window city without a letter of introduction.
The policy has been relaxed now; you can enter freely.
Wu Changfeng didn't pay much attention to his appearance. His clothes were neither rustic nor fashionable, but rather conventional.
He looked more like a laborer.
Wearing this outfit, he was arrested and thrown into a detention center as soon as he entered the city.
The charge is disturbing public order.
Wu Changfeng: ...
who I am?
Where am I?
What am I supposed to do?
Three baffling questions!
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