The Richest Man Yang Fei

"Yang Fei, you are also from Nanhua Factory, so you must help." Director Liu said, "I have worked in Nanhua Factory all my life, and I have feelings for this factory! Even if the factory is not working now, It can’t be sold in the way Zhao Wenbin did! We are responsible to the workers in the factory!”

Yang Fei nodded, and suddenly felt that Director Liu, who was always strict, was actually not that annoying.

Jin Dabao heard their conversation and said, "Boss Yang, the restructuring of state-owned enterprises is a hot potato and cannot be messed with."

"I know."

"Do you really want to take care of this?"

"I can't control the other factories, but I can control the Nanhua factory!"

Jin Dabao shook his head, thinking, isn't Yang Fei getting angry?

Seeing Yang Fei striding inside, he quickly followed.

After negotiating with Wang Haijun on the garment factory, Yang Fei handed over the materials given by Director Liu to the other party.

Wang Haijun took it, and the material was sealed. He thought it was the relevant reporting material of the garment factory. When he opened it, he was startled and looked up at Yang Fei.

"Leader Wang, Director Liu of the Nanhua Plant asked me to hand it over. The city government is heavily guarded, so he can't get in. I haven't opened the materials."

"Absurd, the city government is an institution serving the citizens, who gave Weimon so much power, dare to stop the citizens?"

This kind of indignation towards the leader, no matter it is true or not, Yang Fei will not take it seriously.

A leader at Wang Haijun's level is really not something anyone can meet if he wants to, but he is a leader, and when necessary, he will express a gesture of being close to the people.

Wang Haijun looked at the materials at a glance, put them gently on the table, and asked, "Mr. Yang, you are a successful entrepreneur and a former employee of the Nanhua Plant. What suggestions do you have for the restructuring of this plant?"

Although Yang Fei has not read the relevant materials, he is no stranger to this kind of business-enterprise collusion, selling state-owned enterprises at a low price, and profiting from it. As long as he hears a little news, he can make up all the details.

If Zhao Wenbin had money, he could build a shell company by himself, and then sell the Nanhua Plant to this shell company at a price far lower than the actual valuation, so as to achieve the goal of devouring state assets.

If he has no capital, he can also find a company that is interested in cooperating with him to complete the process, and he can also reap great benefits.

Yang Fei hated Zhao Wenbin to the bone, so of course he wouldn't let him succeed.

At this moment, upon hearing Wang Haijun’s question, he said matter-of-factly: “The Nanhua Plant must be restructured, but it does not have to be sold or closed down. It only needs to change a leadership team and a management model. Make it a big taxpayer in the city."

"Oh?" Wang Haijun has been battered by the reform of the enterprise recently, and the hardest bone to crack is the Nanhua Plant.

If you don't want the factory to close down, you can only continue to fill it with money.

In fact, before Yang Fei was reborn, the city government did just that. They insisted on using fiscal money to help the Nanhua Plant survive for more than a year.

This is like a patient with terminal cancer. If he dies, his family and conscience will feel uneasy.

Hearing Yang Fei's words now, Wang Haijun couldn't help but his expression moved, and he said sincerely: "Mr. Yang, I would like to hear the details."

Yang Feidao: "In our country, the daily chemical industry is a sunrise industry, and there is still a long way to go in the future. The Nanhua Factory has skilled workers, imported equipment, and nearby supporting factories. Lack of harmony."

Wang Haijun's interest was completely aroused: "In your opinion, how should the Nanhua Plant be restructured? Mr. Yang, you can talk freely, and those who hear are not guilty. Our government also hopes to hear more about the economic field. Advice from successful people."

Yang Fei smiled slightly: "The failure of Nanhua Factory is due to the rigid system and poor management. I won't go into details about the specific problems.

I think you know better than me. Shareholding system reform is popular now, and Nanhua Plant can learn from it. "

Wang Haijun nodded thoughtfully: "Mr. Yang, you are also in the daily chemical business. Do you have any intention to acquire Nanhua Factory? The price can be negotiated."

Of course Yang Fei has this intention, but he has limited capital now, investing in the two projects of Meili Daily Chemicals and Garment Factory, and needs to prepare a working capital, so he can't spend such a large amount of money for the overall acquisition for the time being.

Moreover, his intention to acquire the Nanhua Plant should not be overly eager. It would be best if someone else brought it up, and everything would appear to be a matter of course.

In this way, Yang Fei can not only smash Zhao Wenbin's conspiracy, but also get a factory at the most suitable price.

Yang Fei said: "Leader Wang, as I said just now, the Nanhua Plant does not need to be sold. It only needs to be restructured, and I will guarantee it to come back to life."

"Do you want to buy shares?" Leader Wang still wanted to shake off the burden.

Yang Fei pondered and said nothing.

It would be a lie to say that they do not want to take down the Nanhua Plant.

However, Yang Fei doesn't have much money in his hands now.

If he buys the Nanhua Plant again, even if it is cheaper, he will not be able to spend all the funds for a while.

Invest in the beautiful daily chemical factory and invite senior management staff.

Build schools and villas.

Partnered with Jin Dabao to build a garment factory.

investment in scientific research.

hire someone's salary.

These all cost money.

And it costs a lot of money.

If Yang Fei hadn't acquired a large sum of money in the stock market, he wouldn't be able to do all these things in a short while.

The Nanhua Factory is an old factory, so you can use it for your own use.

Of course Yang Fei would not give up.

What is money without money?

At the beginning, Yang Fei only had two hundred and fifty yuan in his pocket, and he also won the right to sell the inventory of the Nanhua Plant.

If there are no conditions, we must face up to difficulties even if we create the conditions.

Of course, Yang Fei has no money, so he won't tell anyone, and no one will believe him if he tells it.

Because others don't know, what a billionaire wants to do is at the level of billions.

Yang Fei nodded and said, "I can buy a share, but it must account for 51% of the shares."

Even if it's just a shareholding, Yang Fei's bank card will be emptied.

Yang Fei went from a billionaire to penniless in an instant.

However, he already has three factories and a foam company in his hands.

Managed right, these are the golden hens.

Wang Haijun smiled, obviously, he wanted to tie Yang Fei to this chariot: "Of course."

Yang Fei said: "I want to have the absolute right to appoint and dismiss the personnel in the factory."

Wang Haijun asked: "The administrative level of the factory, how to deal with it?"

Yang Fei said with a smile: "Everyone said that the system will be reformed, so there is no need for these. Those who want to be an official should let him leave the company, and those who want to make money should stay."

"Okay, as long as you can save the factory, we can do it for you. Our request is very simple, all workers must be properly settled." Wang Haijun is a courageous leader.

"I promise you." Yang Fei smiled, "If possible, I want to start the restructuring as soon as possible."

"Happy cooperation!" Wang Haijun also breathed a sigh of relief.

After leaving the city hall, Jin Dabao couldn't help admiring: "Boss Yang, you are so powerful, you won another factory in a few words."

"Lao Jin, to be honest, I still want to expand the stall as soon as possible, but I'm restricted."

"Are you short of funds? When I sell the mine, I will have money! My money is also yours. You just invest it. I trust you!"

"Money, of course I'm lacking. To tell you the truth, I have nothing left now, and my bank card is cleaner than a beggar. But what's more lacking is talents!"

Yang Fei had contacted several colleges and technical secondary schools before, and promised to invite students to come to practice on extremely favorable conditions.

But whether this plan is feasible and whether it can attract real talents is still unknown.

The Nanhua Plant has a group of excellent skilled workers, which Yang Fei is very fond of. After the new factory is completed, he needs such a group of educated and basic employees to help him bring in new people.

When I left the hall, I happened to see two special cars driving in.

The car in front, with white letters on a black background, is a vehicle of a foreign-funded enterprise.

The car in the back has red letters on a black background and the word "shi" on the front. This is the car of the embassy.

Jin Dabao seemed to recognize these two types of licenses, and he smiled: "There are quite a few people who come to invest in Southern Province!"

Yang Fei hummed and saw the two cars get on and get off to count people.

A man in a suit and leather shoes got out of the car in front. He was about fifty years old. He looked like the head of these people.

Beside him was a young woman in a blazer with dyed brown hair and pear blossoms. The bright leather high heels lined the two greasy legs, which were particularly eye-catching in the cold winter wind.

A middle-aged man got out of the back car. The three nodded and bowed to each other, and walked towards the city hall together.

Yang Fei passed them by, and when he heard their accents, he knew they were from the East.

Jin Dabao snorted coldly: "Devil! Baga Yalu! The chick has such a big butt, she must be for sale! The devil's bitch deserves to be fucked!"

Yang Fei didn't expect that this fat man would be so bitter and bitter, and he would scold him regardless of the occasion. I thought that if the other party heard it, I was afraid it would cause trouble.

The other party really heard it.

"This gentleman." It was the young woman who spoke. She turned around and looked at Jin Dabao, "Did you scold us just now?"

She can speak fluent Chinese.