Li Xianrong is 32 years old and has a crew cut.
Men with a crew cut always look energetic, but Li Xianrong doesn't look energetic at all at this moment, and even looks a little listless.
If a man loses his spirit, he will be dejected.
He didn't even notice the two cars, one black and one white, parked in front of his company, nor did he notice the group of people standing at the door of the message room inside the gate. It was not until Li Da called him that he turned around and took a look.
"You bastard, you look listless and lost, come here!"
"What are you doing!" Li Xianrong supported himself with one leg on the ground, showing no intention of getting off the motorcycle, and had a look of impatience on his face.
"Little bastard, didn't you hear me telling you to come over here?"
Li Xianrong parked the motorcycle with an unhappy look on his face and came over reluctantly.
"Dad! Can you please stop making trouble? I'm already upset enough."
"Damn it, am I causing trouble? I went to find a way for you, and look who I found."
Li Xianrong glanced at Wan Feng and others. He didn't know Wan Feng at all, so naturally he didn't say anything.
"Who is he?"
"This is your father's boss back then. Look, he's two years younger than you."
Li Xianrong knew who it was this time. Although he had never met Wan Feng, he had heard me talk about him so many times that his ears were callused.
Among the common people in Hengren County, no more than ten people know Wanfeng. The two counties are nearly a thousand miles apart. No matter how famous Wanfeng is in Hongya, it has nothing to do with the people of Hengren County.
Li Xianrong was still a little surprised. He didn't expect that his father would invite such a celebrity.
A professional smile appeared on his face: "Boss Wan! Hello! My dad always talks about you."
Li Da often talks about himself, obviously not because he misses himself that much, but because he uses himself as a teaching material to educate the guy opposite him.
"Your father also talked about you when he worked in my company. Every time he talked about you, he looked very proud." Wan Feng laughed.
Li Xianrong blushed a little.
"Your father said you contracted a business and it wasn't running well, so he asked me to come over and give you some advice. If you think I'm trying to seduce you, then I'm leaving now."
Wan Feng is not interested in trying to please others. If you don't welcome me, I will turn around and leave.
"Boss Wan! You've got to be kidding. I can't even invite someone like you, so how could I say you're meddling in other people's business?"
"That's good. Then take me to see your factory first and tell me about the situation."
"Boss Wan, please."
Li Xianrong made a gesture of invitation and walked towards the workshop with Wan Feng, gesturing and talking as he walked.
Han Guangjia did not let so many people follow. He asked Wen Zhongguo to take these people and wait in the car, while he followed Wan Feng and Li Xianrong not far away.
Li Da did not follow him into the factory.
Wan Feng's mission was completed when he arrived here. What remained was the matter between Wan Feng and his son, so he chatted with the night watchman in the message room.
The ground in this yard is still sandy, and you can see sand and gravel the size of a fingertip everywhere.
Wan Feng was wearing a pair of sneakers that he owned, and they made a rustling sound as he walked on the sandy ground.
This motor factory was originally a collective enterprise. Li Xianrong used to work as a technician in this factory and was well aware of all the shortcomings of this factory.
After the previous contractor resigned, he took over the contract because he thought the factory could still be profitable if these drawbacks were resolved.
Various drawbacks have been solved, but unfortunately they encountered a weak market and an increase in competitors. Although their products are of good quality, they lack price advantages and are naturally lacking in competitiveness.
The company has fallen into a new predicament.
Wan Feng didn't ask any questions and just listened to Li Xianrong. After Li Xianrong finished introducing the situation, the two of them walked to the door of the processing workshop.
As Wan Feng walked into the workshop, he felt a sense of familiarity. It was very similar to the Hongya Air Pump Factory where he worked in his previous life. Even the placement of the machine tools was similar.
Various machine tools are lined up against the inner wall, and workers in oily, twisted work clothes are lazily preparing for work.
These machine tools are antiques, and it is not known whether they were produced in the 1950s or 1960s.
Looking at these machine tools, Wan Feng shook his head slightly.
Li Da has been working on machine tools at Nanwan Group for more than ten years, but his son's company is still using this old stuff.
The work in the processing workshop is to process the motor casing, rotor, etc. It is an assembly line operation and the work intensity is not very high.
After visiting the processing workshop, Wan Feng visited the sand casting workshop and assembly workshop, and finally took a look at the finished product warehouse.
There is a backlog of products in the finished goods warehouse.
The workers in the factory are obviously not very motivated, which is understandable. No one would be motivated if the company could not pay them for more than two months.
The employees were also puzzled when they saw the factory director walking around the workshop with a passerby. They were obviously more interested in speculating about Wan Feng than in working.
It took about an hour to tour the entire factory. After the tour, Wan Feng and Li Xianrong came to their factory office.
In those newer prefabricated steel houses.
"We don't even have a decent office. Don't we look like a sloppy unit?" Li Xianrong said self-deprecatingly.
Wan Feng smiled and said nothing, then sat down on a chair.
"I've seen the current state of your factory. The conditions are very poor and the employee morale is low. Your father asked me to come here to give you some advice. Before I do, I want to know some information."
"Boss Wan, just ask whatever you want. Our factory doesn't have any secrets right now."
"First, I want to know the ownership of this factory. This must be clarified. Does this factory belong to you or to the government?"
Li Xianrong thought for a moment and replied, "I'm just a contractor. The property rights of the company still belong to the Hengren County Industrial Bureau."
"So are you going to keep going or are you going to give up?"
"I can't give up. I owe the bank so much money. If I give up, I won't be able to pay it back in my lifetime."
"So we just have to keep going?"
Li Xianrong nodded.
"If you want to continue, first of all, the ownership of this enterprise must be clearly determined. It's not a problem if you're losing money now. If you make a profit one day, maybe someone will show up to reap the benefits."
Over the years, many successful companies have perished in this confusion due to unclear property rights, such as the famous Jianlibao and the upcoming Yang Yong case, which were all caused by unclear explanations at the beginning.
Li Xianrong thought for a moment and said, "You mean I should buy this factory?"
"If you can't buy it, invest in a new business and sever ties with this place. Don't let your business get too big and cause a mess in the future."
"Can it get bigger? We can't even afford to eat right now."
"That was in the past. When I came, you could naturally afford to eat."
Wan Feng spoke with great confidence. If he couldn't even afford to eat, why would he come here? There didn't seem to be anything famous here.
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