Acquisition of garment factories
"By the way, do you have a motorcycle license?"
As soon as Ye Wanqing finished asking the question, she felt she had asked too much. After all, Gao Yu was just a poor boy, how could he have a motorcycle license?
"I have……"
Gao Yu quickly added, "I used to help people carry goods back in my hometown, so I took the exam."
"Okay, then put on these clothes and sunglasses, and come out with me. I'll go change in a bit."
Soon, Ye Wanqing also went inside, changed into a dress, put on sunglasses, and wore high heels.
The moment she stepped out, she exuded the aura of a domineering female CEO.
When Gao Yu saw her dressed like that, he instantly swallowed hard.
"let's go."
Where are you going?
"I'll buy you a motorcycle."
She took Gao Yu to the motorcycle dealership.
In those days, motorcycles were very expensive, ranging from about 4,000 to 20,000 yuan, and only a very small number of people could afford them.
"I want the most expensive motorcycle in your shop. How much?"
"The most expensive one is this Jinbao 125, an imported motorcycle, which costs 24,800 yuan."
"This is it."
Ye Wanqing took out a thick 10,000-yuan note from her bag and handed it to the sales clerk.
[Ding! Spent 24,800 yuan on a man with 9.5-point looks, and received a cashback of 240,000 yuan!]
Ye Wanqing was very excited. This was wonderful! Now her account had over 200,000 yuan more, and combined with the previous 40,000 yuan, after deducting costs, she had nearly 250,000 yuan.
This money is enough to buy a factory, and also enough to buy a car.
Ye Wanqing pointed at it and said to Gao Yu, "Try riding it. This motorcycle is yours."
"Really? That's great!"
Gao Yu sat on the motorcycle, gripping the handlebars with both hands, looking very excited.
He actually loved riding motorcycles when he was in Hong Kong and often went out racing with his friends. However, his father felt it was beneath his family's status and impounded all his motorcycles, forcing him to travel only by car.
He hadn't ridden a motorcycle in a long time, and he was really excited to ride it again this time. The long-lost freedom had finally arrived.
"Thank you, sister."
Gao Yu felt a warmth in his heart. He could finally ride his beloved little motorcycle.
"Sister, come on up, let's go for a drive."
"Okay, okay."
Ye Wanqing sat down in the back, and Gao Yu turned around, "Sister, hold on tight. Let's go."
After a whirlwind of speed, Gao Yu rode his motorcycle, carrying Ye Wanqing, weaving through the highway.
Along the way, Ye Wanqing opened her arms and let her hair down, letting it flutter in the wind.
That was awesome.
Gao Yu was also very skilled at riding a motorcycle. He would sometimes make a low turn, which almost made Ye Wanqing's heart stop beating.
The two of them cycled around the small county town twice, and after that, Gao Yu felt like his legs were all better.
"Sister, where do we go next?"
"Go to the nearest Mingzhu Garment Factory."
Although Gao Yu didn't know what he was going to do at the garment factory, he still drove him there.
Mingzhu Garment Factory is facing closure due to poor management and outdated styles. Ye Wanqing had previously conducted research and found that the factory actually had no problems with its equipment or workers; the issue was simply a lack of innovation. She plans to acquire the factory.
After arriving, I greeted the security guard. Upon hearing that I was there to acquire the factory, the factory manager came out to meet me personally.
The person in charge was a middle-aged man, somewhat chubby, named Zhang Jiancai.
When he first saw that Ye Wanqing was just a young and pretty girl, he had some doubts, but when he saw that the motorcycle they were riding cost tens of thousands, his doubts disappeared.
"Hello comrade, I heard you're here to buy the factory, is that right? That's great! We were worried about what would happen to the workers if it went bankrupt. Have you eaten yet? Let me treat you to a meal."
Ye Wanqing waved her hand, "No need, just take us to visit the factory."
So Zhang Jiancai walked ahead and led them on a tour of the factory.
"These are our textile machines. They are all new and in perfect working order. They can last another ten or eight years. They are of excellent quality."
"However, some of these dyeing and printing machines are outdated."
Ye Wanqing looked at the machines and they did look very old. The exteriors were worn and some parts were rusty.
When the time comes, these machines will need to be replaced and new ones purchased.
She remembered that her space contained a multi-functional factory and a multi-functional laboratory, where she could purchase printing and dyeing machines.
I just don't know how many points my hatred level is, or if I have enough points to unlock the permissions.
Zhang Jiancai then led them around for a while before finally returning to his office.
"Ms. Ye, are you satisfied with this factory? If so, we can sign the contract now."
Ye Wanqing nodded. "Sure. I've brought the contract."
At this moment, Zhang Jiancai suddenly hesitated, "Miss Ye, may I make a request?"
"you say?"
"Could you please keep all the workers here? They are all very skilled and need to support their families. If they are laid off, their lives will be very difficult. I'm begging you." He looked troubled; after all, these workers had worked for him for over ten years, and he couldn't bear to ask them to be laid off.
Ye Wanqing smiled, "That's easy to say. Anyway, the new factory will need manpower, and it would be better to keep the old employees. I agree to that."
“That’s wonderful. On behalf of all the employees, I thank you.”
Zhang Jiancai bowed deeply to express his gratitude.
Ye Wanqing then asked, "Director Zhang, what are your plans for the future?"
Zhang Jiancai sighed, "I'll prepare to set up a stall and do some small business."
"If you don't mind, why don't you continue to be the factory manager? I'm a shareholder, responsible for investment and decision-making, so you'll essentially be managing the factory for me, and I'll pay you a salary. 1000 yuan a month, how about that?"
"A thousand yuan? For the factory manager?" Zhang Jiancai's eyes lit up. He thought, "That's great! Being a factory manager means I don't have to worry about losses or paying wages. I just need to manage things. A thousand yuan a month is a lot! Back then, ordinary workers only earned a few dozen yuan. This is much better than setting up a street stall!"
“Yes. Why don’t you consider it? After all, you’re a company veteran and know it better than I do.” Ye Wanqing thought to herself that managing such a large factory was too tiring, and it would be better to hire someone to manage it.
“Okay, I agree.” Zhang Jiancai agreed.
Gao Yu accompanied Ye Wanqing throughout the entire process and witnessed this scene. He thought to himself, "This rich woman is quite kind. She acquired the factory and kept all the factory's veterans. She's not afraid of being stripped of power."
He coughed lightly, winked at her, and whispered in her ear, "Sister, what about me? Aren't you going to arrange a position for me?"
Ye Wanqing rolled her eyes at him. "You, I have other plans."
After all, once the garment factory officially opens for business, it will need models to sell clothes. In her opinion, Gao Yu is quite good; he has the perfect male model vibe.
If they become celebrities and endorse clothing factories, it'll be perfect. Why would they have to worry about sales not going up?
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