Technology: breaking the hegemony that monopolizes the world

Zhao Xiangfu was drunk, and in a daze, he seemed to have returned to the office and signed a lot of boring documents.

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The moment he woke up, a burst of cold sweat drenched the Maitreya Buddha's whole body.

In front of him was a young man sitting on a chair, flipping through documents in his hands.

"Nephew? Which file did you turn over?"

Gu Qing nodded and said: "Uncle Zhao really troubled you, signed so many contracts, rest assured that one million Xia Yuan will be transferred to your account tomorrow."

Zhao Xiangfu's face turned cold in an instant, and he said in a blunt tone, "Are you playing tricks on me? Signed the contract to transfer the factory while I was drunk?"

"How could it be a trick? Uncle, you begged me to buy Rongke Machinery's factory just now, saying that I am getting old and have no drive. The future of the country depends on us young people. I hope I can Lead Rongke machine to glory."

"Ge Laozi, I catch swallows all day long and end up being pecked by birds." Zhao Xiangfu sneered and said, "Little boy, labor and management will teach you today that a contract signed while drunk is invalid, and if you are sensible, tear up the contract, otherwise labor and management will get you into the game In the house, it’s not easy to play.”

When Gu Qing, who was sitting by the side, heard this, his expression changed slightly, he was a bit like a bully looking at a scumbag, and he said in a flat tone: "Uncle, you are such an old man, why don't you understand this, it's me too I am in a good mood today, and I will give you popular science.

Whether a contract signed while intoxicated is valid or not is currently not clearly regulated in law. However, the "General Principles of Civil Law" has already stipulated the conditions for the validity of the contract, that is, if the parties have the corresponding capacity for civil conduct, their intentions are true, and they do not violate the mandatory provisions of laws and administrative regulations, and do not violate public order and good customs, then the civil juristic act is valid. In other words, there is no clause in the law that "a contract signed while intoxicated" is invalid, so the contract is legally valid if it meets the conditions for being valid.

Of course, if the drunken party regrets after sobering up, he can request the court or arbitration institution to change the content of the contract or cancel the contract, instead of claiming that the contract is invalid to the court.

Let me tell you something, I think you should not go to the court to cause trouble for everyone. After all, the next step for a person like you to go to the court is to go to jail. "

After Gu Qing finished speaking, he picked up his phone and played a video.

In the video, Zhao Xiangfu is like a criminal who is caught in prison and sits on an iron chair, regretting his mistakes with tears and snot in his nose.

Zhao Xiangfu heard clearly how in the last century he used bribery and maliciously adjusted the machine to transfer the factory to private companies, and how he made false accounts to defraud subsidies.

The more I listened to him, the more cold sweat flowed out, and my heart was beating wildly. I just felt that I was not crying in the video, but grinning to kill myself.

"This is fake! Give me your phone!!!"

Excited, the fat middle-aged man jumped at Gu Qing as soon as he got up.

Gu Qing, who has been paying attention to the other party's situation, is naturally not so dull,

Standing up and taking two steps back, Zhao Xiangfu missed nothing.

Perhaps because he was too drunk and got up too fast, Zhao Xiangfu flung himself on the chair that Gu Qing had made before, panting heavily.

He still roared like he wanted to break a blower: "You, you, you give me your phone, you, you set me up! Laozi, Laozi, I will kill you."

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Gu Qing picked up a pair of chopsticks on the table and patted Zhao Xiangfu's fat head and big ears.

A little bit of cold sweat and grease splashed on his face.

He said in a deep voice: "This one million is a blessing for you, come to the factory tomorrow and finish the handover with me, and you can go to Pudong and become a rich man.

Calm down, at such an age, don't harm yourself and your family just because of impulse, I believe you will not be so stupid, right?

I don't want your company, I just want the factory in the suburbs, and don't play tricks, you and I are safe and sound, we will meet again in two months, and I will delete all these evidences in front of you. "

After finishing speaking, Gu Qing looked directly at Zhao Xiangfu, the Maitreya Buddha was dripping with cold sweat as he watched with indifference in his eyes.

"I admit it, I admit it, I hope you don't break your promise."

Zhao Xiangfu closed his eyes and compromised as if resigned to his fate.

"Boss Zhao, I'll buy your garbage factory for one million. You won't lose money. We have a happy cooperation. See you in two months."

Just like that, there is no good wine, no good banquet, and the guests and hosts have not had a good time, but Gu Qing is in a very good mood.

As for what happened two months later, it would be a miracle if Zhao Xiangfu could survive two months in the outside world.

The unscrupulous operations of the last century, how this century oppresses workers, withholds missed and late wages, bribes relevant units to defraud subsidies, and so many years of indiscriminate discharge and pollution of the environment, one by one, Gu Qing intends to report Go up, if there is no one to deal with it, then go directly to [Boundary Monument] to do "promotion" for this great benevolent person. It is more likely that this uncle and the community of interests will wear rose gold and go in to pick up soap.

"As the old saying goes, 'Knowing people, knowing the face, not knowing the heart', this fat Zhao Xiangfu, when people who are not familiar with him look at him, he is a festive figure like Maitreya Buddha. Who would know that this is a person who drinks blood and eats flesh. Scum."

Perhaps it was the first time to do this kind of thing of using evil to control evil, Gu Qing was still feeling emotional when he walked out of the restaurant.

After walking a few steps, by coincidence, I ran into an acquaintance.

Luo Songtang, who just "drank tea" with himself a few hours ago.

"Uncle Luo, good evening, are you going?"

Gu Qing said hello.

When Luo Songtang saw his nephew's boss coming out of the restaurant, he frowned, and walked quickly in three steps at a time.

"Mr. Gu, have you finished talking with Boss Zhao?"

When he noticed the contract in Gu Qing's hand, he sighed: "Oh, this factory is a hot potato, you have been tricked by Boss Zhao."

Gu Qing comforted the elder and said: "Boss Zhao is still very good, one million Xia Yuan is not much.

Uncle Luo, don't worry, our Kyushu Science and Technology Fund is still very strong. I can promise you all the skilled employees in the factory and the cadres who you think are not badly managed.

Of course, I hope that the factory can resume production as soon as possible after solving the problems of equipment and employees. "

Perhaps it was because Gu Qing's straightforwardness and quick talk made Luo Songtang unable to adapt, and he was stunned for a while before he realized it.

"Mr. Gu, I can't guarantee anything else. If Mr. Gu can really upgrade the equipment in the factory and don't default on the wages of the employees, the factory can achieve profitability within half a year." Luo Songtang said seriously.

"Uncle Luo, I believe in you, and I also believe that the one million Xia Yuan I spent today will definitely bring me good returns in the near future.

Without Zhao Xiangfu's rubbish, the productivity of our Chinese workers is not comparable to any nation. "Gu Qing looked at the scenery on the street and said.

Luo Songtang nodded approvingly, the predecessor of Rongke Machinery, when there were no people like Zhao Papi doing evil, the income was still considerable.

PS: For those things in the past, I just wrote GG, and I can only write them down in one stroke. Thank you very much Xia Yijiang and other book friends for your tickets, good night.