Chapter 359 I will ask for help, but never from this kind of person
"He's from the next door. This engineer is really a tiger that wants to eat the sky and a turtle that wants to eat the earth. Brother Hao, guess what he wants?"
Mu Weimin, who was kicked out, blushed with shame and started complaining to Hao Jian.
"He actually wants the trademark naming rights for Fenghua brand clothing, and he said he doesn't want more than three years. Holy shit, why doesn't he want the Queen Mother's foot washing water?"
Hao Jian: “.”
Director Li: “.”
Unknown young man: “.”
The three people looked at Mu Weimin, who was dissatisfied and angry, and were all stunned in surprise.
Hao Jian was surprised because he really didn't expect that the other party would want the naming rights of Fenghua Clothing. This was not aimed at him, but at Pei Wencong, the major shareholder of Pengcheng Red Bull.
Director Li and his companions were surprised why Hao Jian sent such a person in to deliver a gift.
Giving gifts is a technical job and not everyone can do it.
Hao Jian had a cold face. He squatted down and picked up the fruits one by one and put them into the basket.
Director Li also squatted down to help pick up the trash. After he finished, he said with mixed feelings: "It seems that we have been caught in the crossfire this time! Director Hao, what grudge do you have with them? Why..."
Hao Jian was still furious! How could he be in a good mood?
"If you are caught in a disaster, you can only blame yourself for being weak, not others."
“.”
Hao Jian ignored Director Li and walked to Engineer Cao's door and started knocking on it hard, "bang bang bang".
Hao Jian knocked for half a minute, and Cao Yuanmao finally opened the door with the same unhappy expression.
But Hao Jian's face suddenly changed from cloudy to sunny as if by magic, and he even had a little smile on his face.
"Engineer Cao, we are all gardeners, so just talk slowly if you have something to say! Why are you so excited? It would be embarrassing if someone saw a basket of good fruits being thrown away."
Cao Yuanmao glanced at Hao Jian coldly and said, "Director Hao was just outside the door, but you asked a small character to come and talk to me? You were the one who looked down on me first!"
“.”
Hao Jian was so angry that his teeth itched. What was his current status? He still looked down on you?
But it was Cao Yuanmao's next words that made Hao Jian's face change completely.
"Also, Director Hao, you are wrong. I am not a flower grower. Please don't try to get close to me. Of course, we can discuss some things, but you have to show enough sincerity."
“Aren’t you a flower grower?”
Hao Jian looked at Cao Yuanmao in surprise, his face full of disbelief.
Although Cao Yuanmao's face looks a bit ugly, it is full of the characteristics of a flower grower. More importantly, Cao Yuanmao speaks authentic Chinese.
When foreigners speak Chinese, they all have a "foreign accent" that can be recognized at the first listen, but Cao Yuanmao's accent is no different from that of people in mainland China.
At this time, Director Li came over and whispered in Hao Jian's ear, "He used to be a flower grower, and later became a naturalized Lighthouse. There are no mainlanders in the senior management of Pepsi, and you don't know this?"
Hao Jian gritted his teeth and sighed sadly.
Cao Yuanmao looked at the dejected Hao Jian and said with some pride: "Director Hao, I know you can't make the decision on this matter, so please notify Mr. Pei to come and talk to me!
Our production lines all need maintenance this year, maybe next month or two."
"You don't deserve it!"
Hao Jian's high-pitched roar startled everyone around him.
Cao Yuanmao was sprayed with spit in the face. After being stunned for several seconds, he suddenly became furious.
But Hao Jian was angrier than him.
"You have forgotten your ancestors, and you still have the nerve to negotiate with me? Go and dream of finding your foreign father! Don't let me see you in the future. You look like a traitor. I feel sick when I see you."
“.”
This time even Director Li was confused.
Hao Jian was a person who spoke at the Young Entrepreneurs Conference in Pengcheng. Why is he acting like a shrew now? If this gets out, won't he be laughed at?
Hao Jian didn't care whether it was a joke or not. He just spitted a lot and called it a day. He turned around and left with Mu Weimin, without even giving Cao Yuanmao a chance to retort.
It wasn't until the two of them got into the Crown car outside that Hao Jian finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Mu Weimin was even angrier than Hao Jian. He lowered his head and said, "Brother Hao, do you think we should ask him for help or not? Anyway, I feel aggrieved. Why don't you let me go back to Factory 7 to manage production?"
"Alas~"
Hao Jian slowly waved his hand and said slowly: "Weimin, as a business leader, you don't know how to ask for help, which means you lack a skill. Many things cannot be done, but..."
Hao Jian raised his voice and said excitedly again: "But we can ask people for help, but we can never ask dogs for help!!!"
"So we don't ask this kind of person for help."
“.”
Over the years, when Hao Jian and others were trying to take advantage of Li Ye, even their tempers were affected. If they had different tempers, they would have been kicked out of the circle long ago.
"Yeah, yeah, we won't ask him for help," Mu Weimin nodded, but then he remembered something and whispered, "Then should we talk to Mr. Pei?"
Hao Jian said impatiently: "It's the same if I tell Lao Pei. It was the boss who said that just now. Lao Pei might be even more cruel than me."
“.”
"Boss?"
Mu Weimin stared at Hao Jian in a daze, and suddenly felt that he was really falling behind.
In the past few years, he has only seen his boss Hao Jian, and has rarely seen Jin Peng. He has never seen anyone more powerful than these two.
Over the past year, Chen Ergou, Ma Qianshan and Zou Zhiguo, who worked with him, were all sent out to take charge of certain aspects of the work. Only Mu Weimin stayed with Hao Jian.
[Am I really a backward person? What does Hao Jian mean by “even more cruel”? ]
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"Go back, Brother Hao. I have food at home. Don't worry about me."
Mu Weimin returned to his home and waved goodbye to Hao Jian.
He has his own yard, which is equipped with a refrigerator and stove, and he often cooks for himself.
When he pushed open the gate, several dark shadows rushed to his side, rubbing against his legs and feet affectionately, breathing heavily.
"Wait a minute! I didn't bring you any leftovers today. I'll cook a pot of noodles for us to eat together."
Mu Weimin has liked dogs since he was a child. After arriving in Pengcheng, he raised several good dogs and trained them to relieve his boredom.
Whenever I attend a drinking party, I always pack up some leftovers to feed them as a starter. If there are no leftovers, I will at least let them eat until they are 80% full.
Dogs can't eat too much, otherwise they will not be obedient.
However, before Mu Weimin's noodles were cooked, he received a call from the factory.
"Director Mu, Pepsi has informed us that the production line will be shut down for maintenance starting tomorrow, and asked us to take all the products and raw materials away."
“Fuck.”
Mu Weimin cursed, his anger rising.
We had agreed that the inspection would be done next month, but now we've really taken advantage of it.
Mu Weimin had no choice but to call Hao Jian, who said, "Handle it yourself! Don't keep asking me."
"I"
Mu Weimin really wanted to tell Hao Jian to replace him with someone else and he would go back to the production management position.
After all, Li Ye also said that a company cannot lack a smart helmsman, but it cannot lack down-to-earth middle-level managers even more.
Anyway, Mu Weimin is a contented person. Not being the boss saves him from being angry all day long!
But Hao Jian hung up the phone, making Mu Weimin feel very uncomfortable.
The noodles were cooked, and several dogs surrounded Mu Weimin, eagerly waiting to eat.
But Mu Weimin's anger suddenly erupted.
"What's the rush? What's so good about a bowl of noodles? Let's go out and eat something delicious!"
. . . . . . . .
After Hao Jian and others left, Cao Yuanmao was also furious.
He first notified the workshop that production would be stopped for maintenance the next day, and then he spent a long time calming down before dialing a number.
After the call was connected, Cao Yuanmao said gently: "Hello Uncle Chen, I am Cao Yuanmao, I am looking for Chen Juming."
If Hao Jian and Mu Weimin were present at the scene, they would be shocked that Cao Yuanmao could speak in such a "gentle" tone.
After a while, a woman came on the other end of the phone.
"Hello, Brother Cao? Haha, how come you have time to call me?"
"Why call me Senior Brother? I've told you so many times, I call you Ju Ming and you can just call me Yuan Mao."
"Hehe, I'm used to it, and I can't change it for the time being."
Chen Juming met Cao Yuanmao when she was studying abroad at Dengta, but at that time Chen Juming had just arrived at Dengta, while Cao Yuanmao was about to graduate with a master's degree.
Later, Chen Juming went to work in foreign trade in Guangdong Province and coincidentally met Cao Yuanmao again.
However, at this time, Cao Yuanmao was already the technical director of Pengcheng Pepsi, a white-collar worker with an annual salary of tens of thousands of dollars.
Then Cao Yuanmao started to pursue Chen Juming, but he never succeeded because of her poor appearance.
However, because of the incident of registering the Fenghua brand trademark, Chen Juming was forced to leave Guangdong Province and return to Dongshan. After settling down in Lin Qiuyan's father's factory, he basically lost contact with Guangdong Province, except for Cao Yuanmao.
Under such circumstances, Chen Juming and Cao Yuanmao became much closer. During a conversation, Cao Yuanmao accidentally learned the "truth" about Chen Juming being slandered.
Originally, this was nothing. Cao Yuanmao just scolded Pengcheng Factory No. 7 to give Chen Juming some psychological comfort.
But later, the emergence of Pengcheng Red Bull made both of them feel that it was a turning point.
Cao Yuanmao patted his chest and assured that he could control Pei Wencong, giving Chen Juming a sigh of relief.
Chen Juming thought that she could try to talk to Pei Wencong and try to get the naming rights of Fenghua brand to Lin Zisheng's clothing factory.
As long as he had the naming rights, Chen Juming felt that he could clear himself.
For example, the two parties had originally agreed on some conditions, but they failed to reach an agreement later, not that she deliberately stole other people's trademarks.
However, Cao Yuanmao misjudged the strength of Pengcheng Factory No. 7 and thought that the naming rights of a small factory would definitely not be as important as the fate of Pengcheng Red Bull.
"Ju Ming, I have blocked Pengcheng Red Bull's OEM plan today. They will soon realize their mistake."
Chen Juming, who was far away in the provincial capital of Dongshan, felt a chill as he held the phone. Although Cao Yuanmao's tone was very gentle, the word "Juming" still reminded him of Cao Yuanmao's face.
It's a bit ugly, but it doesn't matter if you don't think about it.
"Will they give us the naming rights? Even for one year."
"Hey, Ju Ming, why do you insist on making clothes? You should just listen to me and resign, then come to PepsiCo. I will arrange a position for you, and your monthly salary will be at least five times your current salary."
“.”
Chen Juming was a smart person and immediately understood the hidden meaning in Cao Yuanmao's words.
She sighed and said, "I just want to clear my name. You know, registering a trademark in Lighthouse is completely free."
"Yes, yes, you should come to my place! You can also become a naturalized Lighthouse citizen if you have the chance in the future."
"No, I."
Chen Juming was hesitating about how to deal with Cao Yuanmao, but heard a few dogs barking.
"Brother Cao, do you have a dog?"
"No? The noise outside is strange."
Cao Yuanmao was also a little surprised, then he put down the phone and walked out.
"Hello? Senior Brother Cao? Senior Brother Cao, I'm dead!"
Chen Juming was about to hang up the phone when she suddenly heard a shrill scream.
"Hello? Hello? Brother Cao."
Chen Juming kept shouting, but all she heard was the faint barking of dogs and the wailing that gradually faded away.
(End of this chapter)
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