Rebirth of the Wild Age

The writing desk with an area of ​​less than two square meters and without any grille was quickly divided into two.

Zheng Xuehong sat down with a golden knife, and hung a work card with the title of "Director" on his chest. It looks more formal than a formal company, at least in the office where they are located, no company's employees have work cards.

As for Song Weiyang and Chen Tao, they temporarily found an empty table.

"Print 100 copies of the letter first, and send them all by express mail this afternoon." Song Weiyang added the address of the office to the manuscript he had written long ago, and added a special note: The staff members of this office, every Monday morning Will go to Hong Kong City for a meeting, office hours are from Monday afternoon to Saturday.

There was no way, the boss at the same table would come every Monday morning, Song Weiyang could only give up half a day.

Chen Tao immediately picked up the file and left. She was very busy with work today.

The person who was sharing the table with them was Deng Xinhua. He kept looking at Chen Tao, and he turned it back when he was gone. He asked curiously, "Director Liu, what do you, the China Association for the Promotion of Private Enterprises, do?"

Zheng Xuehong said: "You have already read it out, it promotes the development of private enterprises."

"Government agency?" Deng Xinhua asked confusedly, "It's not right. If you were a government agency, you wouldn't be so poor that you would compete with me."

Zheng Xuehong picked up the porcelain teacup, slowly skimmed off the froth with the lid, and smiled like a leader, "Have you heard of China Merchants?"

"I only know that there is a bureau for industry and commerce. Is your bureau responsible for attracting investment? What level is it?" Deng Xinhua asked.

"I don't know what to do!" Zheng Xuehong despised, "China Merchants is a state-owned enterprise. It was founded by Li Hongzhang in the late Qing Dynasty. It has been more than 100 years. China Merchants Bank is our subordinate unit of China Merchants."

Deng Xinhua was in awe, and immediately said: "I have heard of China Merchants Bank."

Zheng Xuehong said flickeringly: "In order to promote the development of private enterprises in China, our bureau has established a new association. The headquarters is in Hong Kong City, the North China branch is in Beijing, and the South China branch was originally set in Shencheng, but it was snatched by those bastards in Shenghai. There is no other way, we can only temporarily set up an office here in Shencheng, and I, the director of the office, even have to rent the office space myself. Do you think I am unlucky?"

"Does China Merchants not provide funds?" Deng Xinhua asked.

"Not much, I have to save some money." Zheng Xuehong said.

Deng Xinhua said, "How can you help private companies without money?"

Zheng Xuehong said: "We mainly provide consulting services. To put it bluntly, it is to help private companies understand domestic policies and foreign news, help private companies formulate management systems, and give ideas to those private companies that are in trouble."

"Oh, I see," Deng Xinhua said happily, "then you can help our company come up with ideas."

Zheng Xuehong shook his head and said: "No, you are a leather bag company, and you make money by reselling products from state-owned enterprises, which is not within the scope of our association's assistance."

"The leather bag company is also a private enterprise." Deng Xinhua said.

"Hehe." Zheng Xuehong smiled without saying a word.

...

Three days later, in a certain county in central Guangdong.

Yuan Weidong inspected the workshop as usual, criticized and punished a lazy worker, and then returned to the factory director's office full of depression.

Ten years ago, Yuan Weidong was just a small workshop director, and the soda factory he worked in was heavily in debt. When a meeting of factory workers was held, Yuan Weidong suddenly stood up and issued a military order, claiming that as long as he was replaced as the factory director, if he did not turn losses into profits within one year, he would request to be dismissed from all positions inside and outside the party.

The former factory manager immediately applied to be transferred to another unit, and handed over the management of the soda factory to Yuan Weidong.

Yuan Weidong didn't have any unique secrets, but simply formulated some employee regulations, such as no defecation in the factory, no laughing and fighting during work, no late arrival and early leave for workers, no taking products home, etc. A year later, the soda factory not only exceeded the national mission, but also occupied the local beverage market.

Now the soda factory has become a well-known large enterprise, and changed its name to "Tahoe Beverage Co., Ltd.", and its products have been expanded to six categories: sorbet, ice cream, soda, popsicles, orange juice, and champagne.

However, with the invasion of foreign beverages, the increase of domestic beverages, and the competition of counterfeit beverages, Yuan Weidong's company quickly fell into trouble. He only knew that the business was not going well, but he didn't know how to turn the situation around. He spent more than 2 million yuan on advertising but had little effect.

"Factory director, factory director..." Lao Li, the director of the factory office, rushed in suddenly, so panicked that he even forgot to knock on the door.

Yuan Weidong frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

Lao Li excitedly said: "Factory Manager, good news! The soda water produced by our factory won the first "Asia Pacific Rim International Beverage Fair Gold Award"! Take a look, this is an express mail from the special zone."

"What kind of exhibition in Asia Pacific? Our soda didn't go to the exhibition." Yuan Weidong said confusedly.

Lao Li said: "It's an organization called 'China Private Enterprise Development Promotion Association', which helped us participate in the exhibition. Take a look."

There was a thick stack of more than 20 sheets of paper in the envelope, and the postage for an express mail of this weight cost several dollars.

The top level is a printed letter:

"To Taihe Beverage Co., Ltd. (this is handwritten): In order to promote the development and growth of state-owned beverage brands, in May this year, this association participated in the first 'Asia Pacific Rim International Drinks Conference' held in Melbourne, Australia with more than 300 beverages from across the country. Exhibition'... Unanimously approved by the judges from more than 30 countries around the world, your company's beverage has passed the test and won the gold medal... Please send a commissioner from your company to Shenzhen xx to receive the trophy, bring relevant certificates and 50,000 yuan of activity funds Medal and award certificate. ——Shencheng Office of South China Branch of China Private Enterprise Development Promotion Association.”

Yuan Weidong's emotions were full of ups and downs. At first he was overjoyed, but when he saw that he had to pay 50,000 yuan, he immediately said to Lao Li: "This is a liar."

"Director, you can read other materials." Lao Li reminded.

In addition to the printed letter, there are also relevant materials of the China Private Enterprise Development Promotion Association, and a detailed introduction of the Asia Pacific Rim International Beverage Fair—these documents are both in Chinese and English. There is even a list of activities and awards for this year's trade fair. Drinks from Japan, South Korea, Hong Kong, Taiwan, the Philippines, Singapore, and Malaysia are all listed, while the only award-winning drinks in mainland China are Jianlibao and Yuan Weidong's soft drinks.

Lao Li directly took out the last piece of paper: "Look at the factory manager, this is a photocopy of our award certificate. It's all in English. It's so beautifully done. How could it be a fake?"

It's really beautiful and formal. Song Weiyang even designed the logo for the so-called "Asia Pacific Rim International Beverage Fair".

Looking at the dense English on the materials, and then carefully reading the contents of the Chinese version, Yuan Weidong finally became confused and muttered: "Could it be that we really won the award?"

"It's still an international award, to win glory for the country!" Lao Li excitedly said, "Director, send me to Shencheng, and promise to bring back the trophy from our factory."

"But it's not right, I still have to pay 50,000 yuan." Yuan Weidong said.

Lao Li explained: "It is clearly stated in their documents that their association is semi-official in nature and is responsible for its own profits and losses. It is expensive to participate in exhibitions abroad. We can't let people make a trip for nothing. Besides, when we get the award back, Once advertised on TV stations and newspapers, our factory’s soda will become a big hit, isn’t it better than spending tens of thousands of dollars on advertising?”

"Yes, it can be used for publicity!" Yuan Weidong stood up suddenly, "Get me a pass quickly, and I will go to the special zone myself."