"It's not good. Think about it. If we give too little, your fifth brother will not be willing. If we give too much, we will both suffer. We can find someone who has no income or a fixed salary. We can get 20% of the shares at most. With your fifth brother's appetite, 20% will not be enough." Huang Wanzhen smiled, swung her feet, and began to flip through the address book.
"I think my high school classmate Lin Qinghui is pretty good. She has status, no job, is good at organizing things, and has a lot of friends."
Song Wenyin shook her head. "Lin Qinghui is indeed a good person, but she has a fatal flaw. She is not married, so a girl's family has no private property. Don't think that gender equality is truly equal just because it is written into the constitution. The laws of foreign countries have gender equality written into their laws for a long time, but it is still unequal. Not to mention our country, which is still far from it. So it would be safer for us to choose a married woman. There are checks and balances between her family and her husband's family, and no one would dare to easily seize a woman's property."
"Don't think they're the same as me. My family is a special case. Do you think my father didn't care about these little things of mine? He didn't want to lose the big picture for the small. My grandparents gave my dad a sum of money every year, and even our current residence was a gift from my grandpa."
"The Song family is a bunch of warriors. Let them do violence and violence, but let them do business? They don't have the brains to do that. Except for me and my fifth brother, who were born to my mother, no one in the Song family is engaged in business. They all respect my grandfather's family very much. That is the money bag of the Song family."
Huang Wanzhen touched her chin and nodded. "Yeah, you're right. We can't take any risks." After thinking for a moment, she added, "How's Xu Xuanying? She's married."
Song Wenyin hurriedly shook her head. "A talented woman has to arrange flowers, paint, and write poetry every day. How could she have the time to care about the shop? She's practically written on her face: 'Despise money as dirt.' She's too aloof. No way!"
"Hey! I've got an idea. What about Xu Shengyi? She likes looking at magazines and drawing clothes. With her parents and husband's families combined, she can practically rule the roost in Peking."
The more Huang Wanzhen thought about it, the more she felt that Xu Shengyi was suitable. Although he had no work experience, she didn't need to manage the business. The main reason was that she had a strong background. The powerful and wealthy people in Peking would all respect the Xu and Su families.
There was no need for Xu Shengyi to come to the store and take charge. Just mentioning the Xu and Su families' names would automatically eliminate 80% to 90% of the trouble. Even if there were some unscrupulous people, there was no need to worry. If Xu Shengyi couldn't handle it, didn't we still have Su Jingyuan?!
Song Wenyin thought about it and agreed. "Old Master Xu is truly a formidable figure. He's been an official since the Qing Dynasty. He's been in office for generations, but he's remained standing. What position does he hold now?"
"Chairman of the Political Affairs Committee," Huang Wanzhen muttered to Song Wenyin, counting on her fingers. "He doesn't even give Mayor Liu face. Once, I attended a City Hall dance hosted by Mayor Liu. Mr. Xu was in Peking at the time, and Mayor Liu personally sent the invitation. Mr. Xu didn't attend, so Xu Shirong went with Mrs. Xu and Sheng Yi."
Song Wenyin nodded. "That's probably why he's still standing. He only cares about his work and doesn't pay much attention to superficial things. If he offends someone, he just says 'I'm not the person, I'm the one who's responsible.' Everyone knows that Mr. Xu is the most fair and impartial person."
Huang Wanzhen smiled and brought the topic back to the topic, "Since you agree, then let's choose Xu Shengyi first."
Song Wenyin nodded at first, then hesitated, "What do two adults do?"
Although Huang Wanzhen was confident, she didn't say anything completely. She only said, "I'll give her a call later to test her opinion. If she doesn't agree, we'll keep looking. If she's interested, after the New Year, we'll have Lawyer Cao draw up a contract. We'll sign it while you're still in Peking."
"Okay, you're familiar with her, you do it!"
Song Wenyin nodded, and Huang Wanzhen's heart finally settled down. She didn't know how many years it would take for her to return after going abroad. If she and Song Wenyin had a rift over this, she would have to find another way to sell the company.
She was not afraid that Song Wenyin would do something bad to her, but she was afraid of the unruly Song Wenxu. If he were allowed to join the company and knew the company's annual profits, he would probably be jealous, and jealousy would cause trouble.
Huang Wanzhen thought, she would rather kill the chicken to get the eggs than let anyone take her chicken for free!
This year, during the Spring Festival in Beijing, the threshold of the backyard of Pigeon Hutong was almost broken down by people. Huang Wanzhen, who didn't have a husband, was not allowed to visit other people's homes in the morning to pay New Year's greetings. In the afternoon, she could visit the homes of acquaintances and chat for a while.
Huang Wanzhen thought Zhenzhen was going to primary school soon and was a big kid, so she should see more of the world. So she always took her with her when she went out to visit people.
Before Zhenzhen was around, Huang Wanzhen didn't have to prepare red envelopes. But now that Zhenzhen is around, if she accepts someone's red envelope and doesn't return it, people will talk about her.
The company distributed dividends before the holiday, and the number on Huang Wanzhen's bank deposit increased again. She specially withdrew some colorful US dollars from the bank, the largest bill was a one-dollar bill, and took the unsold red envelopes from Jixiangtang, picked out a Monkey King series, packed ten of them, and put them in her handbag.
On the afternoon of the first day of the Lunar New Year, Huang Wanzhen took Zhenzhen to Song Wenyin's house. As soon as they got out of the car, they saw red silk hanging on the Song family's front door. "Oh! What does this mean?" Huang Wanzhen wondered, as if the red silk was hung because of a happy event. Before Mr. Song left for Shanghai, he had divided the family property among his sons. Now, only Song Wenyin's family lived in this Western-style building. Her father and brother had already married, so could it be that her brother had a child?
"She's given birth. Look, auntie, there are little dolls embroidered on the red silk!" Zhenzhen is young, but her eyesight is very sharp. She saw the little dolls on both ends of the red silk at a glance.
Huang Wanzhen smiled and touched Zhenzhen's head, "Our Zhenzhen's eyesight is better than my aunt's."
The two were led into the living room by servants. Only Song Wenyin and Song Wenxu were there, and Song's father and mother were nowhere to be seen. Huang Wanzhen smiled and walked forward, "Happy New Year."
Song Wenyin's face was very tense. When she saw Zhenzhen, she forced a smile and handed her a red envelope.
Huang Wanzhen saw that the situation was not right, so she didn't rush to ask what the happy event was. She just pretended to ask casually, "It's New Year's Day, why are you not happy? Who made you unhappy?"
Song Wenyin pushed Song Wenxu away in disgust, "Alright, go play with your friends. I'll be at home to entertain guests."
Song Wenxu got up and left without saying a word.
Song Wenyin pulled Zhenzhen to sit on the sofa, then patted the seat next to her, motioning Huang Wanzhen to sit over there. "Why does your brother's face look so ugly too?"
Song Wenyin stroked her forehead, looking like she had a headache. "Last night, my father's eighth concubine gave birth to a son. My mother took a car back to her parents' home before dawn."
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