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Chapter 180
This question made Liang Qiurun laugh and cry. He thought about it and answered seriously, "I think so."
Seeing Jiang Meishu's confusion, he slowly explained, "When I went to Guangzhou before, a private factory wanted to hire me as the factory manager, but I refused."
Jiang Meishu's eyes widened in shock. "What? There's such a thing?"
She never knew.
Liang Qiurun hummed, "They called out to me several times. At the time, my whole heart and soul were focused on the meat processing plant, so I refused without hesitation."
"If I go south this time, I want to contact him in advance. If it's a good fit, I'll first work as a factory manager in a private factory for two years to get a feel for the situation. Later, if I'm thoroughly familiar with the market, I might go out on my own."
Jiang Meishu was quick to grasp the meaning behind his words. "Opening a separate factory?"
"right."
Liang Qiurun didn't say anything too final. He was very conservative. "It's just a plan. I don't know if it can be implemented in the future."
Jiang Meishu, "I support you."
"Lao Liang, no matter what you do, I support you."
Jiang Meishu was actually quite pleased that Lao Liang had been able to leave the state-owned factory. This was because Jiang Meishu knew better than anyone that even the most successful state-owned factories would gradually be squeezed out by private factories by the mid-to-late 1980s.
By the early 1990s, there was a wave of layoffs across the country. If you wanted to start over at that time, you could, but it was too late.
For those who have accumulated capital in the early stage, it has become difficult to do.
Liang Qiurun resigned at this time and went to the south in 1976. He was one of the earliest people to do so, and Jiang Meishu was very supportive of this.
When Liang Qiurun heard her words, the tenderness in his eyes could not be melted away. He whispered, "Jiang Jiang, thank you."
Being able to marry Jiang Jiang in this life is his greatest luck.
*
After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month for the group members, Jiang Meishu and Liang Qiurun prepared to go to the south, and his job had already been finalized.
When the two of them left, they only took two pieces of luggage.
They stood at the door and said goodbye to their family, "Mom, Uncle Lin, Liang Rui, Liang Feng, please don't see me off anymore. Just stay here. We will call you when we arrive in Yangcheng."
Mother Liang's eyes were red. She didn't say anything, but just held Jiang Meishu's hand and said, "Take care of yourselves when you go to the south. You must take care of yourself."
Jiang Meishu nodded, "Mom, don't worry, we will."
Liang Rui was reluctant, but he was open-minded. "I calculated the time. It's already February in the Gregorian calendar. I'll go find you after our summer vacation in mid-June."
"Wait for me, it will be quick in less than four months."
Liang Feng, "Me too, I'll go when the time comes."
Jiang Meishu pursed her lips and nodded, touched Liang Rui's hair, and patted Liang Feng's shoulder, "Let's go, listen to grandma at home, okay?"
Liang Rui lowered his head and said nothing.
Liang Feng too.
It was so long that Jiang Meishu thought the two kids wouldn't reply to her, then Liang Rui said sullenly, "I will."
"I can do that, too."
When leaving, Jiang Meishu didn't look back, nor did she dare to look back. She and Liang Qiurun just walked out of the alley.
She doesn't want to leave, but she wants to live.
However, when they just got on the car, they saw Wang Limei, Jiang Chenliang, Jiang Meilan, and Jiang Nanfang.
They stood under the car and waved at Jiang Meishu.
Jiang Meishu said she didn't want to see them off, so they didn't go. They just watched them from a distance.
Jiang Meishu couldn't hold back any longer after seeing this scene. Tears fell down her cheeks and she waved, "Mom, why are you here?"
Wang Limei held her hands up as a megaphone and said, "I'm here to see you."
"Remember to come home often."
The sound was a bit loud and was blown away by the cold wind.
Jiang Meishu's eyes turned red and she sighed. The car started and left. She leaned against the car window and kept waving to the outside.
Until the other person's figure is completely out of sight.
Jiang Meishu tightly grasped Liang Qiurun's hand, tears welling in her eyes. "Lao Liang, once things are stable over there, we'll come back, okay?"
Liang Qiurun's face was red and even broken from being scratched, but he seemed not to notice. He just lowered his head and gently wiped Jiang Meishu's tears, "Okay, come back when you're stable."
Their families are in the capital.
They should go home more often.
The feeling of parting comes quickly and goes away quickly.
When you arrive in the warm Guangzhou from the cold capital, and are wrapped in warm air.
Jiang Meishu stretched out in the sun, then smiled at Liang Qiurun and said, "Old Liang, the south is very suitable for wintering. How about we stay in the south for the winter and return to the north for the summer?"
Liang Qiurun was carrying the luggage, and he nodded, "I'll do as you say."
Jiang Meishu sighed, took off her cotton-padded jacket, and put on only a thin coat. She instantly felt several pounds lighter.
After leaving the train station, Jiang Meishu was still a little confused, "Where should we go first?"
The last time they came here for business, they found a guesthouse to stay in.
"Do you want to go to the guesthouse?"
Liang Qiurun shook his head, "No need to go to the guesthouse."
"Someone will come to pick us up."
He refused to say who it was.
He also kept Jiang Meishu in suspense, which made Jiang Meishu very curious. They stood on the roadside for about five minutes.
Suddenly, a man in a Dacron shirt walked out. It was split in the middle, with a briefcase tucked under his arm. He looked very respectable.
"Director Liang!"
As soon as the other party came over, he waved to Liang Qiurun, very enthusiastically, "I've been waiting for you for so long."
This is a bit too intimate.
Liang Qiurun frowned slightly, "I'm no longer the factory director, so you can just call me Liang Qiurun."
"How come?"
The other party opened his arms and wanted to hug Liang Qiurun. "Even if you are not the director of the Capital Meat Processing Plant, you will still be the director here."
"Honestly, Qiurun," the other party said, warmly and skillfully building relationships. "Letting you leave would be a real loss for the Capital Meat Processing Plant."
Liang Qiurun said, "You're too kind."
"Who is this?" The other party's Mandarin didn't seem to be very standard. He looked at Jiang Meishu and was very surprised.
Liang Qiurun paid attention to the other person's every move, just out of pure appreciation and amazement, without any greed or lust.
He then introduced, "My wife Jiang Meilan."
"Ms. Jiang, you are so beautiful that you can even come to Hong Kong to participate in the Miss Hong Kong pageant. I bet you will be the most beautiful Miss Hong Kong if you go."
Is this a Hong Kong person?
Jiang Meishu's mind was full of questions. She didn't understand how Liang Qiurun could be related to someone from Hong Kong.
However, out of politeness, she smiled and said, "You're too kind."
The couple even answered in the same way.
This surprised Qiao Jiahui a little, "You are indeed a couple, even your words are the same."
"Okay, it's too hot here. I'll take you back to where you live first."
After saying that, Qiao Jiahui led the way, and Jiang Meishu and Liang Qiurun followed behind. Although she had a lot of questions to ask, she endured them in the end because there were outsiders here.
When they reached Shamian Street, they could clearly feel that this street was different from the places they had passed before.
If the places I passed by before were poor, backward, heavy and gray, then the houses and roads in Shamian Street are generally more than 30 years ahead of the surrounding areas.
A clean and open bluestone road, a long bridge, clear lake water below, and Western-style high-rise buildings ahead.
The tall arches, coconut trees, and banyan trees all show the level of wealth.
From the moment she entered Shamian Street, Jiang Meishu had a feeling of extreme disconnection, as if the old streets belonged to the old century, while this side was from the new century.
It’s a bit like Guangzhou in the early 2000s.
Fashionable, stylish, and metropolitan.
Seeing Jiang Meishu looking around curiously, Qiao Jiahui showed his white teeth and explained, "This was the former concession. After it was taken back, the houses here belonged to the mainland."
"Since we invited Qiu Run to be the factory director, we naturally cannot treat him badly."
"I've seen that the houses in Guangzhou are all very shabby, except for the concession area, which might be a little better." Qiao Jiahui said modestly, "Qiu Run, I'll have to let you live here from now on."
After saying this, Liang Qiurun said calmly, "Thank you for your trouble."
This made Qiao Jiahui feel powerless, as if he was punching cotton. He wanted to show off their strength in front of Liang Qiurun.
But it obviously did not succeed.
Qiao Jiahui was a businessman who traveled frequently, so he had some skills. When he arrived at the place, he took the initiative to introduce it, "It's the Little White Building here. It is said that this was where the French consul lived in the past. However, as you know now, those foreign devils have long been driven out of the mainland."
Liang Qiurun stood downstairs and looked up. The small white building was very beautiful, two stories high, Western-style architecture, with arched doors, large glass windows, and a large balcony.
He looked away and asked, "How much is the rent here per month?"
Qiao Jiahui took the key and opened the door. He turned around, his bright slicked-back hair now reflecting a bit of light. "Qiu Run, you are being so formal with me now."
"You come to Hongtai to be the factory manager, so we will naturally provide you with food, clothing, housing and transportation."
"Don't worry, our private factory offers much better treatment than the public one."
"Not only have I arranged a place for you to stay, but I've also got a car." He then tossed the keys to the car he had driven over, "You can drive this car first."
Liang Qiurun took it but didn't ask for it. Instead, he said, "Let's talk about the contract first, then we can talk about the accommodation and the car."
If he comes here, Hongtai is not the only option.
Qiao Jiahui was rejected, but he didn't get angry. He just smiled and said, "Don't worry, you won't find a better unit than ours in the whole of Guangzhou."
"As for the contract." After entering the room, he handed over a brown paper file from the table. "Look at your salary."
Liang Qiurun took the contract and looked at it. When he saw the monthly salary of 1,000 yuan, he frowned slightly and asked, "Isn't this salary too high?"
You have to know that he was working in the Capital Meat Processing Plant, and the other party only offered him two hundred and twenty dollars, but he was already among the top.
Qiao Jiahui, "Not high."
"My dad knows it's not easy for you to come here from the capital, so he compensated you with your salary."
"But of course the pressure is much greater than at a meat processing plant."
"Hongtai's entire factory currently has a very small market share in Guangzhou, less than 5%, so we hope you can develop Hongtai."
"In the future, we will not say 100%, but at least we want to achieve 50% of the market share in Yangcheng Hongtai."
"We are the local bosses, so we naturally cannot be suppressed by factories outside."
Liang Qiurun was in no rush to sign the contract, nor was he in a hurry to agree. "I want to go to the factory to check the quality of the bicycles first, and then make the next decision."
"Whether the market share is 100% or 50% is not determined by one person, but by the quality of the real money. Good quality will naturally lead to rapid development. Word of mouth will spread, and by then it will not be difficult to gain market share."
"Whether a factory can survive and how long it can survive depends not on individuals but on the quality of its products."
"When product quality, personal leadership, and promotion are perfectly aligned, that's when a factory can gain market share."
You can tell whether there is something in the stomach just by talking to it.
Liang Qiurun's words made Qiao Jiahui stunned for a long time. After a while, he finally said, "You are different from those people."
Liang Qiurun, "Hmm?"
Qiao Jiahui is a rich second-generation, and a rich second-generation from Hong Kong. It was his father who suggested that he come to the mainland to open a factory.
It's just that Hongtai has only been open for half a year and is not doing well. During this period, they have considered hiring people with high salaries.
but--
Let’s not talk about it.
Qiao Jiahui said carelessly, "I offered someone a salary of 1,000 yuan before, and they immediately agreed to my offer. They promised to maximize Hongtai's market share."
"You're not."
"You are the first one to suggest that we should be inspected."
This made Qiao Jiahui laugh and cry, but he gained a little more confidence, "My grandfather said you are a very capable person. I didn't believe it at first, but now I do."
The last time Liang Qiurun secretly went to Hong Kong, he met Qiao Jiahui's father, Qiao Zhendong.
The two sides had a very pleasant conversation. Qiao Zhendong wanted to keep him in Hong Kong, but Liang Qiurun at that time was obsessed with the meat processing plant. He wanted to carry out reforms, and he was also responsible for the families of so many workers.
Naturally, he would not agree to Qiao Zhendong at that time.
But, times have changed, who could have predicted that?
It was only five months later that he left the meat processing plant and accepted the olive branch from Qiao Zhendong, no, from Qiao Zhendong's son, Qiao Jiahui.
I can only say that people’s circumstances are really different.
In response to Qiao Jiahui's words, Liang Qiurun simply said, "When doing business and choosing a company, both parties must hit it off. If one party dislikes or is unhappy about something, then the deal will not be successful in the end."
Qiao Jiahui is only 23 years old this year, and everyone praises him. How could he have heard of these things?
"Brother Qiurun."
Listen, the tone changed immediately, from Director Liang, to Qiu Run, and then to Brother Qiu Run, the change of tone was so natural.
"You're good at talking, so talk more in the future. I want to learn more from you, so that when I return to Hong Kong, my father won't call me a good-for-nothing."
Liang Qiurunt, "..."
"Let's go see the factory."
"However, I want to take my wife with me. She just arrived in Guangzhou and I don't want her to be alone."
He is a cold person, and only becomes popular when he mentions Jiang Meishu.
"That's natural."
Qiao Jiahui said without thinking, "Let sister-in-law come with us. She is so beautiful. Brother Qiurun, I would be worried if you let her stay here alone."
He complained, "You don't know how chaotic Guangzhou is. I've been robbed twice since I came here. And yet, I went to the police station to report the crime, but they still haven't found anything."
The previous words are inappropriate.
The following words made Liang Qiurun frown slightly, "Is it so chaotic now?"
It wasn't like this when he came.
"Yeah." Qiao Jiahui treated Liang Qiurun as one of his own. He pointed upwards and said, "My dad told me that Yangcheng will have policies supporting it in the future. That's why all the demons and monsters are coming here now, hoping to get a piece of the action."
"What a nasty person."
Jiang Meishu was somewhat surprised by Qiao Jiahui's "father's" economic and political acumen. In 1978, when reform and opening up began, Guangzhou and Shenzhen were indeed the first cities to be supported.
And Qiao Jiahui's father actually knew this news.
I can only say that the information channels of the upper class are really incomparable to those of ordinary people.
She was a little curious, "Aren't you from Hong Kong? Why can you come to the mainland to open a factory?" According to the special circumstances of the current era, shouldn't the two sides be in a cold war?
Qiao Jiahui said openly, "Overseas Chinese."
“We came here with investment.”
Just enough.
Jiang Meishu understood instantly. After putting her luggage away, she followed Qiao Jiahui out of the small white building. Qiao Jiahui's car was a black Santana.
The square edges made Jiang Meishu feel a little uncomfortable.
She and Liang Qiurun sat in the back, while Qiao Jiahui sat in the passenger seat. Just when Jiang Meishu was confused, a middle-aged man came over.
Qiao Jiahui introduced, "A Zheng, you're an experienced driver. You'll be responsible for driving for Brother Qiu Run from now on."
Ah Zheng is from Hong Kong and speaks authentic Cantonese. When he speaks fast, outsiders may find it difficult to understand him.
That’s Jiang Meishu.
She was completely confused.
Liang Qiurun interrupted Ah Zheng and asked, "Can you speak Mandarin?"
Ah Zheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "I know a little, but not much." His words were awkward.
"Speak Mandarin to me from now on."
This is the first instruction.
It's a matter of course.
Ah Zheng hesitated for a moment, then went to look at Qiao Jiahui, who slapped him on the head. "Fuck your mother! Why are you looking at me? From now on, my brother Qiu Run will be your superior. You idiot, recognize who the boss is."
In front of A Zheng, Qiao Jiahui seemed to be the real rich second generation.
No, this is his nature.
Liang Qiurun frowned slightly, but since he was new here, he didn't say anything. What's more, Qiao Jiahui was still helping him to control the situation.
At this moment, Liang Qiurun looked at the straight coconut trees outside the window, and he missed Secretary Chen a little.
They have been partners for more than ten years, and the kind of tacit understanding they have is not something outsiders can have.
After the car arrived at the gate of Hongtai.
A Zheng parked the car and subconsciously wanted to open the door for Qiao Jiahui. Halfway through, he suddenly realized that his boss now was Liang Qiurun, so he immediately turned around and ran to open the door for Liang Qiurun.
Qiao Jiahui, “…”
He really regretted bringing this fool here.
It's really stupid enough.
If his father hadn't said that A Zheng was loyal, he would never have taken him with him.
After Ah Zheng gave Liang Qiurun the car, Liang Qiurun thanked him and said, "I'll drive myself from now on. You'll just be responsible for parking."
A Zheng hesitated for a moment, scratched his head, and turned to the front.
He didn't even open the door for Jiang Meishu.
Qiao Jiahui looked at him so hard that he wanted to kick him. What a fool he was, he had no brains at all.
In the end, it was Qiao Jiahui who turned around and opened the door for Jiang Meishu, "Sister-in-law."
Very natural.
It was Jiang Meishu who felt unnatural. She nodded, then came out and stood behind Liang Qiurun.
Qiao Jiahui raised his eyebrows and thought that girls from mainland China are really shy.
Unlike the girls in Hong Kong, they would punch him and break his nostrils into four.
Thinking of this, Qiao Jiahui suggested to Liang Qiurun, "Brother Qiurun, don't bring your sister-in-law to Hong Kong in the future."
Liang Qiurun was a little confused.
"The women in Hong Kong are very fierce. If a little white rabbit like my sister-in-law goes to Hong Kong, I'm afraid someone will snatch her away in less than three days."
Liang Qiurun didn't like the joke, so he changed the subject and said, "Let's go inside the factory and take a look."
"First, tell me about the situation at Hongtai's workshop, specifically the supply, output, sales volume, and revenue costs."
Basically, once these conditions are understood, Liang Qiurun's work will be much smoother.
When it comes to serious matters, Qiao Jiahui does seem quite serious and shows some professional ability, but not much.
At least that's the case in front of Liang Qiurun.
Liang Qiurun asked three questions in a row, and beads of sweat rolled down Qiao Jiahui's forehead. He was a little nervous. At this moment, he saw the shadow of his grandfather in Liang Qiurun.
The courage, ability and vision of the generation that pioneered new territories were simply incomparable to a greenhouse flower like him.
It was also at this time that Qiao Jiahui suddenly understood why his grandfather looked down on his father and his father looked down on him.
Rank.
There's really a huge gap in rank between the two sides.
So, facing Liang Qiurun's questioning, Qiao Jiahui gave up and said, "I don't know."
He simply gave up.
"I don't know what you're asking."
"Although I was the one who came to build the Hongtai factory, my father originally sent Uncle Song to me. Uncle Song was in charge of the initial investment, bidding, supply, and cost management. Later, our Qiaojia Xiangjiang business was too busy to leave, so my father transferred Uncle Song back."
"later."
He spread his hands out in a very playful manner, "You know, by the time my dad met you, our Hongtai had already had two factory managers, both of whom were even more useless than me."
"They came here purely to cheat on their wages. Hongtai almost went bankrupt under their management, so my father gave you his business card and wanted you to come to Hongtai. Who would have thought that you would return to the capital."
"You'll know later. I'll shake you off when you come."
He may be destined to be a rich second-generation in this life and won't have to worry about anything.
Can't do anything.
He was only fit to lie down.
This is the first time I can describe myself as a good-for-nothing in such a refreshing and refined way.
Liang Qiurun's eyebrows twitched, "Does Brother Qiao know that you are like this?"
He and Qiao Zhendong are close friends.
Call each other brothers.
Qiao Jiahui nodded, "I know."
"Twenty-three years ago, on the day I was born, my dad knew I was a loser."
"The fortune teller said I have strong relatives but a weak self. I'm a spendthrift, playful, and a parasite." He then changed the subject, looking smug, "But I'm lucky. My dad is a good person who supports me. My wife will be a good wife too, and I'll be able to live off him. When I have children, whether it's a son or a daughter, they'll be big conquerors."
He smiled with a smug look on his face, "As for me, I'll just lie down and do whatever I want in my life."
Liang Qiurun, "..."
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