Chapter 426: Flowers blossom steadily, which is a commendatory word
"Brother, I'll take Dayong back to make a bowl of hangover soup, and I won't go in."
Pei Wenhui drove Li Ye to Zaojun Temple, but she and Li Dayong did not go in.
Normally on Sundays, the two of them would often come over to watch TV series with Li Yue and Wen Leyu, but today Li Dayong was very drunk and they couldn't afford to embarrass themselves.
Li Ye also understood, so he said: "Dayong did drink a little too much today, please take care of him and be more considerate."
"What's there to be considerate of? It's my duty to take care of Dayong. Let's go, brother."
"Hey, drive slowly on the road."
Li Ye watched Pei Wenhui's little BMW driving briskly away, and he was really happy for his brother Li Dayong.
First he failed to fall in love with Hu Man, then he was PUA'd by Lin Qiuyan, but in the end he got Pei Wenhui. Don't you think this is not worth being happy about?
Let’s not talk about Pei Wenhui’s family conditions for now. Just having a bowl of sobering soup to drink when she’s drunk is a thoughtful gesture that is worth a thousand times the price.
"What are you still doing standing outside? Why don't Xiaohui and Dayong come in?"
Li Ye suddenly heard Wen Leyu's question, turned around and saw Wen Leyu and Fu Yiru standing at the door. They must have heard the sound of Pei Wenhui's car and came out.
Li Ye staggered for some unknown reason, and said like a drunkard, "Dayong has drunk too much. Xiaohui, take him back and make some sobering soup for him."
Wen Leyu blinked her big eyes, pursed her lips and smiled: "I know you want to drink hangover soup, I am willing to make you a big bowl, but unfortunately I don't know how to make that thing!"
"I can make it. No, I know how to make it. Sister Xiaoyu, are you willing to make soup with me?"
I have to say, it’s good to have a younger sister. Wen Leyu just said that he didn’t know the answer, and Fu Yiru immediately raised her hand and said, “I know the answer to this question.”
"If I say I don't want to, your brother will still hold a grudge against me. Come with me to the kitchen."
Wen Leyu cursed with a smile, then said to Li Ye: "I'm telling you, I haven't made that thing yet. If I make it, don't think it tastes bad. Even if it tastes bad, you have to drink it all for me."
Li Ye said happily: "Okay, even if you make a pot of swill, I will drink it all."
"That's enough! I'm making a pot of swill, and you're insulting me!"
Wen Leyu scolded him, then helped Li Ye into the house: "You go talk to Hao Jian first, Xiao Ruo and I will go and research to see if there are any materials at home."
"Hao Jian is here?"
Li Ye was a little surprised because Hao Jian told Li Ye that he would come to Beijing to report next week.
Every spring and autumn, Guangzhou holds an import and export commodities fair, also known as the Canton Fair.
When Pengcheng Seventh Factory participated in the first year, they barely managed to squeeze in by asking for favors from Wen Guohua.
But now the situation has changed. Pengcheng Factory No. 7 has become a major enterprise at the Canton Fair, and every year it brings "surprises" to related units, the kind of surprises that can be written about in subsequent reports.
Therefore, every time after the Canton Fair ended, Hao Jian would go to Beijing specially to report the results to Li Ye and let Li Ye see his efforts in Pengcheng.
Li Ye entered the yard, and Hao Jian came to greet him with a smile.
"I just heard the car honking, and I wasn't sure if it was you, brother, coming back. I didn't expect it to be true."
Li Ye also smiled and asked: "Didn't you say you would come next week? Why are you here so early?"
Hao Jian's eyebrows raised, and he said proudly: "I bought the plane ticket. I had booked a soft sleeper to Beijing on Wednesday, but my secretary told me that I can take the plane now."
"Wow, Lao Hao, you are old enough to fly now?"
Li Ye gave Hao Jian a surprised look, which made Hao Jian very proud.
"That was all thanks to you, brother. It was all your credit. Tell me, how could we have imagined that I, Hao Jian, would one day be able to fly on an airplane."
Hao Jian really didn't expect this.
When he followed Li Ye to sell hemp candy in 1981, he just wanted to earn some money to treat his daughter Xiao Cui's illness.
But in just over three years, he has already become someone who can enjoy county-level treatment.
"Let's go! Stop showing off in the yard and talk inside."
"His godfather, what you said is true. I am not showing off. Even if I were to show off, I would not dare to show off in front of you! Isn't that like showing off in front of Guan Gong?"
Li Ye and Hao Jian entered the main room. There happened to be tea on the table. The drinker was thirsty, so Li Ye picked up the tea and drank it in one gulp.
Hao Jian realized at this time that Li Ye had been drinking, and hurriedly said, "Brother, are you tired? If you are tired, I will come tomorrow! I don't have anything urgent anyway, so I'll go find Jin Peng for a drink first."
Li Ye shook his head and said, "I'm fine. Just tell me the general idea first. I'll call Dayong and the others to come over tomorrow night and we'll have a meeting."
"That's right, brother. I know how much you can drink. I've never seen you drunk. So let me tell you first."
Hao Jian first took a sip of tea, then took out a notebook from his bag. When he opened it, it was filled with densely packed records.
"The transaction volume of our autumn exchange meeting this time increased by 28% compared with the spring exchange meeting, but increased by 187% compared with last year's autumn exchange meeting."
"The domestic sales situation in the first half of the year has also been counted. The shipment volume of our own channels has increased significantly, and the gross profit has exceeded 85 million.
Moreover, this year, the number of bulk cargo merchants from various provinces coming to our factory to pick up goods on loan has increased significantly. I wonder if we should discuss with Brother Jin Peng and integrate them into our own channels. "
"There is one more thing," Hao Jian whispered, "A few days ago, several senior executives called me over and told me very clearly that Pengcheng Factory No. 7 will not change in the future, so I can put my mind at ease."
Li Ye smiled: "What's the reason that made them give you such a guarantee?"
Hao Jian also laughed and said, "Isn't it because of Pengcheng Red Bull? Although Pengcheng Seventh Factory is now affiliated with a company and the profits it pays are not much, private enterprises only pay taxes and not profits, which is more cost-effective for us!
We originally planned to work alone if we had the chance, but they also thought of this and simply gave me the lowdown."
Pengcheng Factory No. 7 was originally set up by Guo Donglun. It was affiliated with a clothing company and paid a portion of the fees every year, and the company didn't care much about the rest.
Unexpectedly, Pengcheng Factory No. 7 expanded very quickly and has now become a large factory with tens of thousands of employees. Even if each employee only creates a few thousand yuan in output value per month, the profit is a scary number.
Therefore, they were also afraid that Hao Jian would have some ideas and go solo. After all, they had given the name Pengcheng Seventh Factory in the first place, and all the structures were developed by Li Ye and Hao Jian themselves.
It has to be said that the environment in Shenzhen in the early 1980s was relatively relaxed and advanced.
Although the mainland has already had documents on the "contract system", some places have failed to grasp the spirit, taking small steps or even standing still.
But the people in Pengcheng definitely understood it.
It's fine for you to make money, but in name only I have to share the credit. We each get what we want, fame and fortune.
Hao Jian lowered his voice again, as if afraid of making a mistake, and said: "Brother, do you think we should trust them? The boat is small and easy to turn around. Now we have tens of thousands of people, and it will be difficult to change in the future!"
Li Ye shook his head slightly and said firmly: "Don't worry! You don't have to change, others will change too."
Pengcheng Factory No. 7 has a public name, but in fact it has been a private enterprise from the beginning. After a few years, those decades-old factories will have changed. Can Pengcheng Factory No. 7 still reverse its course?
"Brother Xiaoye, I feel relieved when you say that. You don't know! They used to be cold and indifferent to me, but now they are suddenly warm and enthusiastic. I am really nervous."
Hao Jian let out a long breath and a knowing smile appeared on his face. It seemed that he had been thinking about this matter in his mind these days.
It's no wonder that he was afraid. Throughout history, countless storytellings have mentioned some plots in which a guy who was so powerful that he threatened his master would be comforted before being killed.
Li Ye comforted him, "Why are you beating the drum? They treat you differently because you are different from before. You are now a banner of Pengcheng Enterprises, so they will definitely treat you differently!"
“Am I different?”
After hearing what Li Ye said, Hao Jian felt a little embarrassed and didn't quite believe it.
Li Ye nodded and said, "Your hair is darker than before, so it's not dyed, is it? Your face is redder than before, so it's not rouge, is it? Your belly is bigger than before, so you're not pregnant..."
Just a few years ago, Hao Jian was dark, thin, and had rough hair, as dry as a firewood stick that had been hung out in the sun for eight months.
But look at Hao Jian now, his skin, complexion and hair are just appearances. In fact, his aura has changed. He is no longer the peddler who would hide when he saw the joint defense team members and lower his head when he saw the leader.
“Cough cough cough~”
Li Ye was joking with Hao Jian, but Hao Jian suddenly started coughing and winked at Li Ye.
Li Ye looked back and found that Fu Yiru was bringing in a bowl of soup.
"Sister Xiaoyu brewed it herself. I've tried it and it's not bad."
Fu Yiru placed a large soup bowl usually used to serve dishes in front of Li Ye and stood beside him without leaving, obviously wanting to supervise Li Ye to drink it.
Li Ye understood that this was because Hao Jian was present, otherwise the person who came to supervise at this time would definitely be Wen Leyu.
Li Ye picked up the big soup bowl and drank it down gulp by gulp.
Well, it's not unpalatable, just a little unpalatable, and not just a little bit.
Fu Yiru happily went out with a big bowl of soup, and then Li Ye heard the chattering of two girls.
"He is my godfather, but you are still living a comfortable life."
Hao Jian praised him and suddenly said to Li Ye, "There is one more thing I want to discuss with you. Our factory has a lot of money in its account now, and the foreign exchange is almost eight figures. I think I have nothing to do anyway, so why not invest it in Hong Kong Island and make some quick money."
"Quick money? What do you mean by quick money?"
Li Ye was stunned and his face gradually darkened.
Seeing Li Ye's expression change, Hao Jian quickly said, "It's the same money you made back then! You took us to see Luo Runbo and asked us to buy some of the Hang Seng Index, but we lost too much money exchanging RMB for foreign exchange, so we didn't buy it.
Later, Jin Peng and I regretted it very much. Now that we have more money, why not..."
"Stop it! Shut up!"
Li Ye suddenly stopped Hao Jian in a cold voice, and his eyes became cold and stern.
"Old Hao! I put you in Pengcheng so that you can work hard in the real economy. Now you want to play with finance and I can't stop you, but you use your own money to play.
Anyway, you have a share of the Seventh Factory's money. I'll give it to you as capital, and all the profits will be yours, but you must never let the Seventh Factory get involved in those risks."
Li Ye's strictness has a reason, it's because the financial market is too tempting and too deceptive.
Hao Jian was lucky enough to develop the manufacturing industry in a down-to-earth manner according to his own plan. What's wrong? Do you think the money you earn is not enough?
Have you forgotten how much each pound of hemp candy cost when you sold it at the school gate?
If he really wants to make money in the financial market, isn't it enough for Li Ye to make money on his own? Does he still need your help?
Li Ye was not stingy with the money. He was afraid that Hao Jian would become addicted to finance and get out of control.
Didn’t so many talented people in later generations who engaged in industry eventually fail in finance?
Li Ye didn't dare to bet that Hao Jian's self-control was stronger than theirs.
(End of this chapter)
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