Trillion Market Capitalization is not a Dream

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Zhang Yunqing returned to the office of the Ministry of Commerce and called Jin Haoran. After dialing, he asked: "Are you asleep, metal worker?"

Jin Haoran's voice came over the phone and said jokingly: "Mr. Zhang, the capital plan has not been sorted out, and Mr. Song and I are so worried that we can't sleep.

The two of us are still bragging in the office, waiting for your phone call. "

"Okay. Then let me tell you the general principles of the payment amount in the capital plan set by the business department for us this time.

The first thing is to increase or decrease the payment amount by 35% from the payment amount in the capital plan we reported, and then add 2 million yuan to this amount. "

"Then what is the payment amount in the reported capital plan for the Nanshan project?"

“The price quoted at that time was 26 million yuan.

As for the specific Nanshan project, you should leave him alone.

It’s already so late, so I’ll tell you the result directly: the payment amount in the capital plan for the first phase of the Bowan Landscape Improvement Project is 4.1803 million yuan. "

"Mr. Zhang, I really impress you. How did you get such strange data?"

“That process is too complicated to talk about.

Take your notes. "

"Okay, it's ready.

You speak. "

“The wages of greening labor workers are 450,000 yuan, ecological railings are 150,000 yuan, scattered materials are 180,000 yuan, material fees are 500,000 yuan, machinery fees are 150,000 yuan, and on-site expenses are 100,000 yuan. The total of these six expenses is 1.53 million yuan. .

The cost of purchasing seedlings is 4.1803 million yuan minus 1.53 million yuan, which is equal to 2.6503 million yuan. "

"I understand, you made the seedling supplier boss give in after ensuring that other data would not be adjusted, right?"

"Yes, that's what it means."

"Yeah, but I'm not sure I can convince Boss Cao Shenggen to agree to this amount."

"metalworking,

You don't have to do the convincing.

Seedling purchaser Yu Shengjie has already called boss Cao Shenggen, the seedling supplier.

They have reached an agreement that as long as they can guarantee payment of 70% of his output value, the other party has agreed to make concessions. "

"Okay. I understand. Mr. Zhang."

“Okay, I’ll rest tonight, no more rest.

After getting up tomorrow morning, make a new capital plan and go over it with relevant people. If nothing else happens, we will be asked to hand in the capital plan immediately tomorrow night. "

"OK."

"Bye-Bye."

"Bye-Bye."

After Zhang Yunqing ended the phone call with Jin Haoran, he closed the laptop and put it in a hidden place in the cabinet.

I returned to the dormitory, washed up, and lay down.

The night is a night of dreams.

Rather messy.

For a while, the material purchasing king Ming was furiously arguing over the payment amount of the fund plan, and they got into a fight.

Later, Yu Shengjie, the sapling purchaser, complained that he had promised to pay the saplings in full, but now it has become 70%, and he still doesn’t know when the payment will actually be received.

After a while, Zhou Wencheng shouted, "Zhao Manfu is Zhou Bapi, Zhao Manfu is Zhou Bapi."

After a while, Tang Ying, the financial cashier, was urging for invoices, saying that he only knew how to borrow money and spend money, but he didn't know how to get the invoices back to offset the accounts. It was almost the end of the year, and the company's financial requirements required that the accounts must be cleared, and the project department that couldn't do so would have to do so. The money is returned to the company.

After a while, Zhao Manfu's cunning smile appeared again.

After a while, he saw that many suppliers were waiting for him in the office. They all wanted to pay more, but they all said that their payment amount was too small and they should pay more.

There are also many suppliers who have brought some worker leaders with them, and they threaten:

If the money is not enough, the workers may come to make trouble, and they may buy you a few feet of white cloth, with one piece of paper saying: "Repay me my hard-earned money," and the other piece of paper saying: "Western Architecture."

Ask a dozen workers to hold these banners and march on the construction site for a day. If they pay, forget it.

Huh, if you don't give money.

Just wait, and the entrance and exit gates of the construction site will be blocked for you the next day. Workers will continue to be arranged at the gate, holding banners, and calling you a few words of grievance from time to time.

Just asking you, are you convinced?

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For a while, production manager Xu Kun complained that the visa signed by the production site was not approved by the Ministry of Commerce, which was too frustrating.

After a while, Jin Haoran looked indifferent again. He was going to be transferred at any time anyway, as if to say, what can you do to me?

For a moment, Song Xiaoshan had a cool and cold face, as if I won't say anything, just see what you want.

Hua Baibai's dissatisfied face appeared again, "Yun Qing, you have to work hard and you have to integrate into our business team."

Just dreaming like this, one after another, Zhang Yunqing couldn't fall asleep deeply at all.

The alarm bell rang when he got up in the morning, Zhang Yunqing reached out and pressed it.

After a night of chaotic dreams, I didn't wake up at all.

He lay on the bed and fell asleep again in a flash.

The phone kept ringing, several times, but none of them woke Zhang Yunqing.

He heard a knock on the door in a daze, and Zhang Yunqing asked: "Who is it? What's the noise about?"

"Zhang Yunqing, get up quickly. It's already ten o'clock. You're late. Do you know that your salary will be deducted?

I called you countless times but didn't answer. "

Zhang Yunqing finally woke up and picked up his phone. He saw that many of the missed calls were from Zhao Manfu.

Zhao Manfu said to Zhao Manfu outside the door: "Mr. Zhao, I'm awake. I'll be in your office soon."

"Hurry up, there's a lot going on."

"good."

Zhang Yunqing rolled over and got up. After washing quickly, he jogged to Zhao Manfu's office.

Zhao Manfu asked: "Why did you get up so late today?"

Zhang Yunqing replied: "One is that I worked overtime too late last night. After I finished calling Jin Haoran, it was already past one o'clock when I returned to the dormitory to rest."

Zhao Manfu asked dissatisfiedly: "Even if you go to bed at 1 o'clock in the evening, if you add eight hours, you can sleep until nine o'clock at most.

Don't you set an alarm to wake up? "

"I remember setting an alarm to wake up.

I was just too tired, so I pressed the alarm again and overslept. "

"You, you.

Didn't I wake you up after all the calls I made to you? "

“I was also wondering about this, and then I checked and found that my phone’s vibration mode had been adjusted.

I guess I adjusted it before the meeting last night, but then I forgot to cancel the vibration mode in time after the meeting. "

"Your ability to take care of yourself in life is a bit poor."

"I'm so tired. What does this have to do with the ability to take care of myself?"

"There must be something else going on, otherwise, people your age shouldn't be able to wake up on their own after sleeping for so long.

None of them conform to the laws of the biological clock. "

"If I have to say a reason, I think I have found a relatively sufficient reason?"

"Oh, is it so?

What's the reason? Come on, let me analyze it for you and see if it's right? "

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