Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

Steel mill.

Director's office.

"Zhao Xiyan, are you crazy? Want to publish a newspaper? Do I look like a newspaper?" Yang Jianguo said angrily.

"Old Yang, calm down. It's a good thing for young people to be energetic." Li Weimin comforted.

"That's right."

Zhang Zhichen pouted, "Minister Zhao has so many ideas..."

"Ideas?"

Yang Jianguo was annoyed and laughed, "Director Zhang, we are a steel mill, not a fucking magazine. How can we publish a newspaper in the steel mill?"

"Director, I don't think the steel mill will affect our newspaper..." Zhao Xiyan said seriously, "If you think the risk is too high, then the money is considered a loan from our Propaganda Department. It's 50,000 yuan, which will be repaid in three years. In the future, our Propaganda Department will be responsible for its own profits and losses."

"50,000? You really want a lot. Besides, what can you pay back?" Yang Jianguo said angrily.

"Don't shout, don't shout."

Li Weimin hurriedly said, "Minister Zhao is capable, can't you just listen to what he has to say?"

"Okay, you say..." Yang Jianguo said in a deep voice.

"I decided not only to collect manuscripts from the steel mill, but I will contact all the factories in the city. Then we will select the manuscripts and send them to major newspapers. We will advance the manuscript fee, but it is 50% of the newspaper. After the manuscript fee comes, we will make a profit." Zhao Xiyan said seriously.

"No... Can't they send it directly to the newspaper? Should they send it to you?" Zhang Zhichen frowned.

"This is the original intention of my newspaper. Many manuscripts are actually very good, but the newspaper may not publish them, so we will do this." Zhao Xiyan said seriously, "Director, you approve me 50,000 yuan... I will pay you back within three years. In the future, our propaganda department will be financially independent and will not need the factory to pay a penny of salary."

"Really?"

Yang Jianguo was quite tempted.

"Really, if you don't believe me, I can issue a military order." Zhao Xiyan said seriously.

"No, you don't have that much money to issue a military order." Yang Jianguo rolled his eyes and said, "Fifty thousand... do you know what that means?"

"How much can you give?" Zhao Xiyan said in a deep voice.

"At most three... no, twenty thousand." Yang Jianguo said seriously, "If you succeed, then your propaganda department will be independent in the future, and I won't allocate a penny to you. If you can't do it, I will deduct your salary for three years."

"Three years?"

Li Weimin and Zhang Zhichen were both shocked.

"Sign the agreement."

Zhao Xiyan sat down immediately and began to draft the contract.

Yang Jianguo looked at him with admiration in his eyes.

It's been a long time since I saw such a brave and hardworking young man.

Twenty minutes later.

The three factory directors passed the agreement to each other.

"This one is wrong."

Yang Jianguo said unhappily, "What do you mean the Propaganda Department is profitable and the factory can't interfere? The capital was provided by the factory."

"I don't have to pay it back?"

Zhao Xiyan rolled his eyes, "This money is borrowed, and I have to pay the Propaganda Department's salary in the future."

"Ahem..."

Li Weimin coughed twice, "Minister Zhao, if you want to say that, then let's change the agreement... You have to pay back 30,000."

"No, you are lending money at high interest, right?" Zhao Xiyan was so angry that he laughed, "The Propaganda Department's monthly salary is over a thousand... I still have to pay the interest? You might as well rob a credit union."

"Don't worry."

Zhang Zhichen waved his hand and said, "We raise the price, and you pay it back. We can't take risks for you... Lend it to you for nothing, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes, we all support your financial independence, you should at least give us some interest, right?" Yang Jianguo also echoed.

"Nine thousand." Li Weimin said seriously.

"One thousand." Zhao Xiyan rolled his eyes.

"Eight thousand."

Li Weimin took a step back.

"Four thousand at most, I'll lend it to you. If you don't lend it to me, I'll go back to the Propaganda Department for tea." Zhao Xiyan said sternly.

"Deal."

Yang Jianguo slammed the table fiercely.

"Can I add another request?" Zhao Xiyan smiled.

"You say..." Li Weimin said in a deep voice.

"I'll give you ten thousand, but the factory has to give me a car." Zhao Xiyan said seriously, "I need to go out to do business now, and it's not very convenient without a car."

"You pay back fifty thousand, and I'll give you a car." Yang Jianguo said seriously, "You can drive the car first... Once the money is paid, the car is yours exclusively."

"Change the agreement."

Zhao Xiyan slammed the table fiercely.

The four people immediately modified the agreement again, and then all signed their names.

"Stamp your fingerprints." Yang Jianguo said vigilantly.

"Look at your stingy look, will I default on my debt?"

Zhao Xiyan rolled his eyes.

"Hurry up." Li Weimin urged.

"Okay."

Zhao Xiyan smeared the ink and covered his handYin, "The allocation will be made this afternoon... If you are short of one cent, I will burn your office."

After that, he left.

"This kid..."

Yang Jianguo smiled and shook his head.

"Director, do you want to withhold part of his royalties? Otherwise, what if he can't pay it back?" Li Weimin said with a smile.

"No, what does it mean to withhold part of his royalties?" Zhang Zhichen said in surprise.

"Do you think our steel mill gets its money from the wind?" Yang Jianguo rolled his eyes, "A young man, asking for 50,000 yuan, if I approve it, I will still be a shitty director..."

"No, what's the situation?" Zhang Zhichen frowned.

"The department has issued a notice that Comrade Zhao Xiyan's income is all legal income... Let us not investigate his financial situation." Li Weimin said in amazement, "How much royalties do you think this kid got, so that the department will issue such a notice?"

"One... one thousand?" Zhang Zhichen stammered.

"Look at you, at least 5,000." Yang Jianguo sneered, "If there is no royalties to back him up, do you think I would approve the money for him?"

"Good fellow."

Zhang Zhichen muttered to himself, "How much money did this guy make?"

"Don't worry about how much he makes, I just need to make sure my factory makes money." Yang Jianguo chuckled.

Li Weimin looked at his smug look and suddenly had an idea in his mind.

An hour later.

"The following is a notice."

"Since Liu Lan, a cook in the first canteen, has performed well and is deeply loved by the masses. After research by the factory committee, she has been promoted to deputy director of the first canteen. I hope she will continue to work hard in the days to come."

The broadcast was broadcast three times, but it did not cause any waves.

After all, apart from those who work in the canteen, who would care about who the canteen director is? Not to mention that he is a deputy director.

A canteen.

"Liu... Liu Lan?"

Sha Zhu looked incredible.

Canteen director Sun De ran into the canteen and laughed at Liu Lan, who was confused, "Congratulations, Director Liu..."

"Director, I..."

Liu Lan was quite at a loss.

"Hey, what director? Just call me Old Sun from now on." Sun De said with a smile on his face, "Director Liu... These jobs are not yours to do. I'll give you a day off today. Go back and change your clothes and come on time tomorrow."

"Director Sun, who promoted Liu Lan?" Sha Zhu frowned.

Pah!

Sun De slapped him on the head and said angrily, "He Yuzhu, you fucking talk to me carefully... How dare you call Director Liu by name?"

"I..."

Sha Zhu covered his face, feeling very wronged.

Liu Lan was suddenly surprised and suddenly remembered the words of the little man.

"I don't have a say in the factory right now. I'll use my connections to get you a lighter job... Otherwise, you'll have rheumatism when you get older if you wash vegetables every day."

...

Thinking of this, she felt numb all over.

Liu Lan had a bad first half of her life, but she didn't expect to meet such a good man.