The three men were visibly shaken upon hearing this.
This statement is both simple and profound.
This short sentence encapsulates the essence of the struggle.
It can be used in warfare on the battlefield.
The battles fought in the imperial court can be used.
It can also be used in business warfare.
If there are more supporters and fewer opponents, wouldn't that lead to victory?
Manager Xin wanted to slap the table in admiration.
But I didn't dare take a picture; I braced myself on the table and stood up in a flash.
"Madam, I understand. Within a month, I will try my best to turn most people into our supporters."
He Youyou also stood up: "Okay, let's stop here for today. I'll organize what we've talked about today and come up with a plan tomorrow, one step at a time."
After seeing Steward Xin off, He Youyou returned to her desk.
Zhao Changqing held his teacup and said with a smile, "Youyou, if you want to sideline the Prince of Qi, why go to such lengths? I can do it for you myself."
He Youyou glanced at him with a slight smile: "There's a saying that makes a lot of sense, and I really like it—nominal power comes from the top, while substantive power comes from the bottom."
"What's the meaning?"
"What I mean is, even if I can control the King of Qi, I may not be able to control everyone under him; however, if I control the people under him, I will definitely be able to control the King of Qi."
Zhao Changqing: "..."
Zhao Wenyi: "..."
What a terrifying woman.
While using the outhouse, Zhao Wenyi secretly asked his fourth uncle, "Uncle, aren't you going to do anything about it?"
"What do I care?"
"Seventh Imperial Uncle is about to be sidelined by her schemes, don't you want to help him out?"
“How can I help? Your father has invested tens of thousands of taels and there’s still no sign of it. Aren’t you worried? Invite He Youyou to make money for him and plug the hole as soon as possible. That would be the biggest help you can give him.”
"But Seventh Imperial Uncle is our family. Can you bear to see him be schemed against by outsiders?"
“Your aunt…she’s not an outsider either.”
"..."
The King of Qi's plan to revive his ironware business was in full swing.
The first thing to do is to revitalize the inventory and increase cash flow.
Only what is in circulation can be called money.
Metal that sits untouched in a warehouse for hundreds of years is called scrap metal.
If anything in the warehouse is marketable, find a way to sell it and get your funds back.
Products that can't be sold are melted down and used to manufacture products that better meet market demands.
King Qi cried out in anguish as he watched his hundreds of prison basins being dragged away to be remelted.
He Youyou leaned against the door frame and said indifferently beside him, "Bu Rong, how long does Your Highness plan to keep them? Are you going to keep them to be buried with you?"
Zhao Changyi then straightened up, watching the prison basins disappear into the distance with lingering reluctance.
Then, He Youyou handed him a form.
Market demand survey form.
The content is very simple and clear.
Survey subjects: Annual demand for ironware in the Gyeonggi region.
Type: Military implement? Agricultural implement? Civilian implement? Or engineering implement?
Demand: How much is needed for each type?
Manufacturing Processes: Which manufacturing process is best suited for each type? What new processes have emerged recently?
Industry Trends: What new ironware inventions have recently appeared on the market?
...
"Your Highness, please use this chart to collect data. In business, we need to follow the market. We can only make what the market needs, sell it, and make money. Do you understand?"
King Qi blinked.
I think I understand.
"Very well, then let's go."
By sending the King of Qi away, she and Steward Xin could act as they pleased.
To undermine the power of the King of Qi, the first step is to work on personnel matters.
She borrowed several experienced managers from Cheng Tingrui and had Manager Xin lead them to organize all the personnel files.
Each person's background, work experience, personality traits, professional skills, work style...
Everything is listed in the file.
Once the files are organized, the first round of screening will begin.
After the first round of screening, the second round of interviews will be conducted.
After the second round of interviews, positions are assigned, followed by a third round of trial employment.
After three rounds, those that should rise will rise, those that should fall will fall, those that should stay will stay, and those that should leave will leave.
Those who are not competent for their professional positions are assigned to simple, manual labor.
Those who are cunning, dishonest, and unable to contribute, but instead cause losses, should be dismissed immediately.
When King Qi returned to his residence after finishing his work outside, he was startled.
A large group of people knelt down in front of the mansion.
As soon as the King of Qi's carriage stopped, a large crowd swarmed around it.
Cries of injustice rose in unison from the crowd: "Your Highness, you must do justice for us!!!"
King Zhao Changyi of Qi was completely bewildered.
What's going on here?
He pointed to the person in front with the most tragic expression, the loudest kowtow, and the most exaggerated movements, and asked, "Tell me, what are you doing at the gate of the Prince's Mansion?"
The man kowtowed again with great force.
“Your Highness, we are all workers under your command, earning our living under your protection. Who would have thought that in the past few days, the newly transferred Steward Xin, along with a stranger, would fire us all! We all depend on this worker to support our families, how are we supposed to survive now…”
No sooner had this person finished speaking than someone else chimed in, "Your Highness must stand up for us! We cannot allow a hen to crow at dawn!"
King Qi was caught off guard.
When he realized what was happening, he was furious.
What? It's only been a few days, and she's already starting to make changes to his personnel?
Without even saying hello...
"Your Highness, we have been serving you for many years. How can you just get rid of us like that?"
King Qi: "Yes, they don't give me any face at all."
Seeing that he agreed, the man felt reassured: "Your Highness, do you still remember me? I am the brother-in-law of the daughter-in-law of your mother's maternal aunt, the Dowager Consort."
The King of Qi's mother was merely a concubine when the late emperor passed away.
Emperor Zhao Changheng, mindful of the prince she had given birth to, bestowed upon her the title of Dowager Consort.
After listening to his long rambling, the King of Qi only gave a vague "oh".
Ever since he was enfeoffed as a king and established his own residence, a lot of people who claimed kinship with his mother's family have come looking for him.
Perhaps on a whim, he arranged for a few people to work in the workshop in order to have some peace and quiet.
Now, He Youyou has cleared them all out at once?
Let's just clear things up; they weren't even close relatives anyway.
However, without even a word of warning, they started messing with him, which made him feel aggrieved and uncomfortable.
"Come with me to the He family to confront them."
King Qi, accompanied by the brother-in-law of the daughter-in-law of the Dowager Consort's maternal aunt, arrived at the He family.
Upon seeing that it was a prince, the gatekeeper quickly invited him inside.
Upon entering the courtyard, King Qi saw a person lying on a reclining chair.
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