On the way, Chen Ze bought bananas and dragon fruit at a supermarket, and then continued on his way to Chenjia Village.
The car soon arrived at the village entrance. Chen Ze wanted to park the car in front of his house, but there were many children in the village, and he was afraid that his beloved car would be scratched.
So he drove directly to Baihe Garment Factory and parked in the boss's reserved parking space.
Ding Nanxiang and her assistant came out of the office and happened to see his car.
"Mr. Ding, the factory manager's son is back. His car is so beautiful. It seems he's changed to a new car again. I remember he drove a red Ferrari when he came back last time."
After saying that, he took out a makeup mirror and looked at his face to see if his makeup had smudged.
"You little brat, what does the factory manager's son having to do with you when he comes back?"
At that moment, the Bugatti's scissor doors opened upwards, and a man wearing sunglasses stepped out.
"Mr. Ding, where are you going?"
Ding Nanxiang was stunned when she saw Chen Ze. "Young Master Chen, it's you! I thought it was Chen Hao!"
"Little Mr. Chen? Am I that young?" This title left him speechless.
"Mr. Ding, how are the recent sales figures for the Baihe dress?"
"Our dresses have been selling very well online recently, but our offline sales are a little weaker."
Chen Ze took off his sunglasses and hung them around his neck. "President Ding, let's go to the workshop to check on the garment production."
"OK."
The two walked together into the workshop, where workers were busy cutting fabric and sewing clothes. Chen Ze carefully examined each step of the process, occasionally picking up a half-finished product to examine it closely.
The workshop supervisor accompanied them.
"Supervisor Guo, there's room for improvement in the workmanship. For example, the stitching on the neckline could be finer," Chen Ze pointed out.
"Mr. Chen is right. We will definitely strengthen management and improve our processes."
Just then, a worker accidentally knocked over a rack of finished clothes, scattering several completed dresses all over the floor. The worker turned pale with fright and apologized hastily.
Chen Ze smiled and waved his hand: "It's alright, as long as no one was hurt. But we need to learn from this incident and optimize the workshop layout to prevent similar things from happening again."
Ding Nanxiang looked at Chen Ze with admiration, thinking to herself that this young man not only understood the market, but was also so proficient in the production process.
Next, Chen Ze put forward some ideas about innovative clothing design, and Ding Nanxiang listened attentively and took notes.
Next, they arrived at the new factory building, which is seven stories high with 4,000 square meters on each floor.
Just as the two were about to enter the new factory, Chen Youfu came over.
"Aze, you came back without even telling your uncle."
"Uncle Youfu, I just arrived about ten minutes ago and was just about to check on the factory."
Chen Youfu put his arm around his shoulder and laughed, "Come on, let's go up and take a look together."
Chen Ze pried his hands off: "Uncle Youfu, you're not the nouveau riche you used to be. You're a successful entrepreneur now. You need to be mindful of your image."
"Yes, yes, you're right, Aze."
As the three walked and talked, he learned from Chen Youfu that the first floor was a warehouse for receiving and shipping goods, the second and third floors were dedicated to producing panda takeout sets, the fourth and fifth floors were for producing their own brand of white lotus dresses, and the sixth and seventh floors were for taking online OEM orders.
"Uncle Youfu, how many production workers are there in the factory now?"
“Aze, our new factory and old factory together have more than a thousand workers. All ordinary workers are paid on a piece-rate basis, which emphasizes that the more you work, the more you earn.”
Chen Ze nodded. He thought this model was very good, as it eliminated concerns about workers slacking off and was highly efficient.
Soon, the three of them strolled from the second floor to the seventh floor. The workers in the workshop were in a cheerful mood, chatting as they worked. When they saw the factory manager walk in, everyone immediately became quiet.
It was clear they were a little afraid of the factory manager, that old lecher. No one spoke, and the only sound in the workshop was the hum of the computer sewing machines.
After inspecting the workshop, the three returned to the office. At the door, Chen Youfu asked, "Aze, how much did you pay for this car?"
Chen Ze smiled and said, "It's a bit pricey, with a base price of 45 million. Although it's expensive, this car looks comfortable."
Chen Youfu shook his head: "You're just as wasteful as Chen Hao. His new car cost 25 million. I said, why do you guys need such expensive cars? A car is just a means of transportation, as long as it can be driven, that's enough. I really don't understand the thinking of you young people."
"Chen, the richest man in China".
A shout came from behind them. Chen Ze looked in the direction of the sound and saw a pot-bellied man of about fifty years old walking over.
It turned out to be Chen Hongsheng, the village chief of Chenjia Village. He had his hands behind his back, wearing a jacket and shiny black leather shoes, looking every bit the official.
"Village chief, did you need something from me?" Chen Youfu asked curiously.
"Let's talk in your office."
The three arrived at the factory director's office, and Chen Youfu casually closed the door.
"This must be Chen Ze, the new richest man in our village. Guangcheng News has been reporting on you a lot lately. You look more and more like your father. I heard you made over 10 billion in Shenzhen."
Chen Ze smiled faintly, "Village chief, I was lucky and did make some money. I wonder what brings you here today?"
“Since you two are both interested in this topic, I’ll be frank. When I sold the land for your new factory to Chen Youfu, I agreed that the village would receive one percent of the shares in the garment factory. I think that’s too little.”
Chen Youfu angrily said, "Chen Hongsheng, what do you mean? I've already given the village one percent of the shares as agreed, and I've also given you the kickback. How can you go back on your word?"
“I acknowledge the benefits you’ve given me, but I’m here today for the benefit of the entire Chenjia Village. One percent is too little; at least ten percent of the village’s shares should be distributed as dividends.”
"The two of you earn billions or even tens of billions. As far as I know, this Baihe Garment Factory alone makes tens of millions in profit every month. With so much money, shouldn't you help the brothers and sisters of the Chen family?"
Good heavens, Chen Ze finally understood. The village chief was just jealous of the money they made, and shamelessly used the family name to ask for money.
Chen Ze sneered, "Village chief, according to you, every profitable business should give the village a share? Does that mean everyone in the village who goes out to work should also give you a portion of the money they earn?"
Chen Hongsheng's face turned bright red. "What are you saying? You're using the village's land to open your factory!"
Chen Youfu chimed in, "We paid for the land long ago, and we fulfilled the terms we agreed on. Now you're going back on your word. Do you have any integrity left?"
Chen Hongsheng snorted, "I don't care, you have to give the village another 10% of the shares today, or you can forget about keeping this factory running."
A fierce glint flashed in Chen Ze's eyes. "Village chief, don't forget, all the procedures for this factory are legal and compliant. If you dare to mess around, we'll see you in court."
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