Wan Chongxin was a little upset by Fang Lang's sudden move today. After all, he was the one who recruited all the people in this company. Unexpectedly, some people showed racial discrimination when they met the boss for the first time. Is this just racial discrimination, or does he have other intentions?
Thinking of this, Wan Chongxin's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the high spirits he had been enjoying during this period were suddenly brought back to reality. Especially when Fang Lang said that a gunman outside only cost 10,000 US dollars, Wan Chongxin was even more frightened.
Because he knew that he couldn't afford that much. There were plenty of people willing to work for a thousand dollars. He quickly said in fear:
"Boss, I'm sorry! I was wrong! I will never allow this to happen again."
For no reason, I began to feel a sense of awe towards the young boss in front of me.
"Forget about it this time. Starting tomorrow, we will purge all the people in the company who have racist tendencies. Do you understand? Also, send a telegram back to Brazil and ask my uncle Fang Xinshui to bring some people to New York. Tell him that I have something for him to do."
Fang Lang did not punish Wan Chongxin for this incident. After all, he had been living in this environment and it was normal that he could not change it for the time being. However, if the Chinese want to stand up in the future, they must completely change this kind of thinking.
As a manager, he was discriminated against by employees. How could he carry out his work? This was not just a simple case of lip service. Now Fang Lang was very suspicious about whether the so-called unavailability of penicillin production equipment was true or not. After all, this foreigner was the manager of the purchasing department.
"Boss, don't worry. Tomorrow I will personally go out and persuade all those who have racist tendencies to leave one by one."
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Wan Chongxin was obviously very angry this time. How could someone dare to discriminate against the boss's Chinese identity? If you discriminate against Chinese people, why are you still working in a Chinese company? Leave early and keep quiet.
"Also, what's up with that financial manager Stan Weber? I feel like he's a little... um! I can't really explain it. Does he have some kind of mental illness?"
Fang Lang stood not far outside the conference room and looked at Wan Chongxin.
"Boss, don't worry, he's mentally fine. He's Jewish and used to be a very good accountant in Germany, but he was taken to a concentration camp and I don't know how he escaped. Since he got out, he's been a little, how should I put it! He feels a little like a frightened bird, the kind that gets scared at the slightest sign of trouble. But I guarantee that there's absolutely no problem with his business ability."
Wan Chongxin did not have a clear understanding of this situation, but he was sure that this person's work ability was absolutely no problem, so he patted his chest and assured Fang Lang.
"You are illiterate. Isn't this a mental illness caused by being imprisoned and tortured? You should pay more attention to him in your work and life. He is a poor man. If you know where there is a doctor who knows about this kind of mental illness, you can arrange for him to be examined and treated. Since they are our employees, we must be responsible for their physical and mental health."
People in this era have not started to pay attention to this type of psychological illness, but as a modern person, Fang Lang has learned some general information from what he has seen and heard. Although he is not very professional, he knows more than most people of this era.
Finally, the two of them arrived at the company's conference room. Wan Chongxin walked forward and pushed open the door, only to see two people sitting on each side of a conference table in the conference room. Both were dressed in suits and very formally.
Wan Chongxin began to introduce the two parties: "Hello everyone, this is our company's boss Fang Lang, Mr. Fang. Boss, on the left is Mr. Charlie from Kravis LLP and his assistant, and on the right is Mr. Miller from Deloitte and his assistant."
Several people stood up and shook hands with Fang Lang one by one. After they got to know each other, Fang Lang got straight to the point:
"I called you all here this time because I want to entrust you with a business. I hope you can help me see if it can be realized from your respective professional perspectives!"
After a few people looked at each other, Lawyer Charlie said, "Mr. Fang, please speak frankly. If it is a business we can undertake, we will definitely do our best."
“Our company has a huge business plan, so we are going to set up several new companies and branches in multiple countries. I hope you can help us complete the company registration.
Of course, if it is an ordinary company registration business, there is no need to bother a professional team like yours. I hope that these companies can cross-hold shares or use other methods to prevent others from easily finding out that I am the boss of these companies!"
Fang Lang looked at the industry elites in front of him seriously. These things are routine operations in the future, especially after World War II, when many small countries became independent, many tax havens emerged.
It was obviously the first time for several people to encounter such a commission. However, as long as someone pays, what problem can't be solved?
"Mr. Fang, do you have any requirements for the company's registered address and number?"
“Are you able to bear the financial and tax risks that will arise?”
The persons in charge of both sides raised their own questions.
"I have no requirements for the address and the number. The only thing I want is to confuse anyone who wants to investigate the company's background. However, the financials must be clear. Of course, it would be best if they could find a way to avoid taxes."
Several people raised a few more questions, and Fang Lang explained his ideas one by one. Soon, several people made a detailed record of all Fang Lang's requirements, and said that they would go back and plan carefully, and then give a specific quotation. Fang Lang said very straightforwardly that if this commission can satisfy him, all the company's legal and financial audit business will be handed over to the two companies in the future.
This made both parties very happy. Both companies were able to see the future of the company from Fang Lang's plan and certainly would not take this order lightly.
The next day, Fang Lang went to school as usual. Perhaps because the company had fired the racist employee last night, Fang Lang's tolerance for seeing several classmates whispering increased again.
After chatting for a few times, these students gradually found it boring. They gradually began to completely ignore Fang Lang's existence, and Fang Lang was also happy to be idle. It was fine as long as everyone kept to themselves.
Of course, not everyone has such racist ideas. Gradually, Fang Lang made three friends at school, one of whom was British, and two were French. However, Fang Lang could also see that the three of them did not get along well with the others. Later, as they got along with each other, Fang Lang discovered that the three of them were all from grassroots backgrounds, while the other arrogant people belonged to the aristocracy.
The next day after school, Fang Lang came to the company again and met with the headhunter, explained his personnel requirements in detail, and signed the commissioned recruitment agreement. He also learned about the company's cleanup today. A total of more than ten people were persuaded to leave the company because of racial discrimination tendencies.
One tenth of the proportion was not particularly exaggerated and was still within Fang Lang's acceptable range. Wan Chongxin also told Fang Lang that Fang Xinshui had confirmed his itinerary after Brazil called him back and would take a Pan Am flight from Rio de Janeiro to New York the day after tomorrow. He had already rented an apartment to prepare for his stay.
Fang Lang was very satisfied with Wan Chongxin's work ability. At least he didn't have to give instructions for everything and he could take the initiative to make arrangements, which made Fang Lang very satisfied.
Although he had used the staff who knew about racial discrimination to give Wan Chongxin a beating last night, Fang Lang was still very happy to see that Wan Chongxin was able to recover so quickly.
"I am going to visit John Clark's mother tomorrow night. Although I have already contacted John via telegram, it is not polite to visit at night, so tomorrow's gift should be a little more refined.
Although your intelligence shows that Mrs. Clark's family's machinery manufacturing plant has the ability to manufacture penicillin production equipment, you should not place your hopes here. This is just a simple visit.
I hope you can look for ways again to see if there is any hope of purchasing penicillin production equipment and production technology on the market.
I am even doubting whether the news that production equipment is not available in the market is true. We must re-investigate. We will conduct a three-way comparison to see which side is the cheapest and then we will buy from that place!"
"Then I will reschedule the investigation tomorrow morning and give you a clear answer before you leave!"
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