Lao Xiong is a very forward-looking person, he likes the atmosphere of liberal democracy and good discussion. With the public abdication of the founder, Wei Qian became the dictator of the whole company, and the old system of approval and discussion at three meetings and one floor soon ceased to exist in name only.
In the words of Lin Qing, since Wei became Wei Dong, he is a person of the degree of terror, also followed the bird gun from the "sneezing monster" level upgraded to the "Biker Daemon King", the original humane, flat company is like a fragile soap bubble, was destroyed by his slap. The original humanized, hierarchically flat company was like a fragile soap bubble, which was destroyed by him with a slap.
In less than a week after Wei Qian took over, the whole company turned into a concentration camp of mechanical operation.
And it's amazing that under such as natty/heavy pressure, the productivity is almost twice as high as before.
Personnel department lunch break time to close the door to discuss this result internally, Lin Qing summarized the reason: it is because every time Wei Dong coldly forced to look at the people who delayed him, the gaze can make people "two strands of war, a few want to go first".
From Wei Qian's office to get out of the insider known as "Midnight Ominous Chime", the phone picks up, the one who has no beginning and end, a brief "come to my office", it is more horrible as "Avada Sobriety! ".
The materials to be submitted to the creditors were called back by Wei Qian and asked to rewrite more than twenty times in a row, only the three department managers of the investment, finance and budget department wrote a few wants to grab the ground with their heads and kill themselves.
They have to work overtime, administration and personnel of these logistics departments have to be coordinated, the entire headquarters even the front desk only dare to sneak out to buy drinks.
And so it went on for more than half a month, day and night, with an average working day of more than twelve hours.
As for the ...... weekend? What's that? Is it edible?
Finally, the last version got a grudging approval from Wei Qian.
"The realization that the new boss was a pervert was cast like a cornerstone in the hearts of every employee, but strangely enough, none of them quit in the end.
When crisis strikes, perversions work much better than generous leaders.
More than a month later, Wei Qian took three fat and two department managers to roll over several creditors and went through several negotiations.
It turned out to be a success, and Weiqian dragged out the repayment deadline for a year.
The price is that he has mortgaged almost all of his equity in the project company currently under construction in his hands.
In the words of Three Fatty, "This is great, we've gone from a death sentence to a reprieve - hey, isn't that your Xiao Yuan? Why is he here?"
Wei Qian had the car parked under the company's office building and poked his head out to ask, "What brings you here?"
Wei Zhiyuan from the bike down, a lunch box from the car window into his hands: "I have to go with a teacher next week to the field to open a seminar, may have to the weekend to come back, every day to do what, the bellhop aunt that I have accounted for, her wages and groceries I have paid, what you have to wash the clothes will be placed in the doorway of the small basket, she will go to get. The family's usual daily necessities I have also bought an extra copy prepared, grandmother usually take what medicine, I arranged in order, each take a few tablets I have written and pasted next to the bottle of medicine, if Xiaobao is not at home, you give her to take a little, three times a day."
Wei Qian imperceptibly frowned, Wei Zhiyuan accounted for a whole lot of things although there is nothing that needs to be done by him, but listening to the ears really feel trivial and troublesome.
"You have to remember to eat on time," Wei Zhiyuan said, "I bought a carton of milk and put it in the refrigerator, warm it up when you drink it, don't drink it cold."
After Wei Zhiyuan finished his instructions, he seemed to remember that there were other people present, and smiled at the others as if he was a bit "embarrassed", "Brother, Third Brother, I'll be going then."
When he finished, he carried his shoulder bag, got on his bike, and disappeared around the corner in the blink of an eye.
The two managers looked as fantastical as if they'd just seen Laden picking his nose - despite the fact that their psychopathic boss hadn't said more than a few words from start to finish of the party, it seemed to be a pleasant one.
What is the concept of Mr. Wei being pleasant?
That's like Jurassic and donuts. They're two different things!
At this time, the only three fat talk fish Mr. performance is calm ...... and even grim.
He sensed a certain soldiering crisis from the perspective of a bystander - when had Wei Qian and his family gotten so verbose in their lives?
Wei Qian's previous life is more casual ah, want to eat doughnuts open the window downstairs roar a voice, no change first owed, do not want to eat randomly grabbed a handful of rice, thrown into the pot will be able to cook a pot of congee, randomly get a couple of savory on the eat. And he rode his bicycle to school every morning that would be casually grabbed a piece of corn from Mrs. Song's pot, a hand holding the handlebars with one hand to carry a nibble. Although a few years have passed, but three fat still have a kind of vivid illusion.
Three fat in the office for a long time, unconsciously will think in depth. Wei Zhiyuan gave him the feeling of a motionless spider, subconsciously weaving a kind of invisible and untouchable web of order in his family. Everyone would subconsciously get used to it and obey it - including Wei Qian, the outwardly strong head of the family.
Three fat just clearly saw Wei Qian frowned, with the two of them grew up wearing crotchless pants friendship, three fat can read from his eyes "ah? Why suddenly said to go, really troublesome" such information.
If this is in the past, not to mention the younger brother to go out for a week, or Wei Zhiyuan out of the country to go to the Antarctic two years of scientific research is no problem, who love to go wherever they want to go, as long as they do not die in the outside not to come back, Weiqian most likely will also be encouraging to give the plug a little bit of money - less in front of the eyes, he is more peaceful.
Changed, without realizing it.
Wei Qian got out of the car with his lunch box, San Fatty was busy following him and went upstairs with him, he decided to find out how this matter was meant to be.
Three Fatty asked tentatively, "How come you've become your family's shirker?"
Wei Qian sighed, "It's not like I couldn't care less."
Three fat then said half jokingly, "You can not ah Emperor, power are hollowed out, the door of the Ministry of Internal Affairs rushed over there to open remember - you still know what brand of toilet paper you use at home, hourly workers an hour wage how much money?"
Wei Qian: "......"
He really doesn't know.
Once upon a time, when Mrs. Song was in charge of the family, she was illiterate and didn't know how to do a lot of things, but she still needed Wei Qian to keep an eye on things. Since Mrs. Song fell ill, it seems that in the case of no one noticed, these things were Wei Zhiyuan took over, Wei Qian seems to have never gone through the mind.
Three Fatty shook his head, "It's over, Banzai, you're just waiting to be forced to usurp the throne."
Wei Qian laughed and didn't take it to heart, thinking he was fooling around.
Three fat on the circle and said, "Right, I still want to ask it, your family little far are almost three years old, in the school also did not find a sibling back to you?"
This grandson was which pot not to mention which pot, Wei Qian's face changed at that time, "Don't mention this."
Seeing that no one was around, Three Fatty followed Wei Qian's office: "What's the matter? Did he find a saltless woman or a river lion?"
That would be good, as long as it was female and alive, Wei Qian felt that he could delight in it.
The debt dragged on for another year, Wei Qian felt that he was so relieved that he didn't have time to breathe, and was blocked back by the three fat people, he didn't want to say at first, and wanted to casually make a ha-ha to put it off, and said, "People are busy every day, a whole lot of extracurricular activities in class and out of class, and they can also occasionally pull an investment in a gadget to make a little bit of money. "
"Oh, this thing I know, when we were as big as he was, weren't we also fooled by the old bear saying that 'labor is the past, capital is the present, and technology is the future'? Outstanding now began to stare at the 'future'." Three fat said, "you are not at home when you travel, I saw the children once, all with computers, to your home party, a few children, there are two little girls, hey you do not say, there is a girl do not know how to grow, really quite 'future flavor', especially handsome! ......"
Wei Qian can't eat and put the lunch box Wei Zhiyuan prepared for him on one side, holding chopsticks as a pen, turning it around between his fingers, finally couldn't help but listlessly tell the truth to Sanfat: "No way, that girl is good enough to be a celestial fairy doesn't work either."
Three Fatty had a premonition that here, Wei Qian's answer was calling out, his eyelids fluttered, and he had a bitter feeling that his crow's mouth had come true.
Sure enough, Wei Qian said feebly, "That bastard thing told me he had his eye on a guy, and I've been wrestling with him for years, and I can't get it back."
Although the three fat people had expected it, but hearing it with their own ears, they still didn't know what expression to use to be good, so they had to put on a fantastical face as well.
Wei Qian sighed, looked up and instructed San Fat, "When your own brother before telling you, don't give me to go out and talk nonsense ah, it's not good for the child."
San Fatty looked at Wei Qian and painfully realized that the senseless brother was still counting the money.
He knew that he could not say broken, for one thing, Wei Qian did not necessarily believe it, and for another, he really said broken and did not know what would happen, so he could only hold his hands in his heart to do a delicate form, and asked tremblingly, "Then ...... did not tell you who he looked at?"
Wei Qian rolled his eyes, "Then who knows - it's not you anyway, don't be nervous, you're safe-looking."
Three fat simply mourn his misfortune, angry, hooting and saying, "My brother hey ......"
Wei Qian thought he was lamenting Wei Zhiyuan and waved his hand, "Let him be, I can't care anyway."
Yes, silly brother, I'm afraid it's not up to you when the time comes--San Fatty gave Wei Qian a look with an expression of 10,000 bad points, silently stood up and left Wei Qian's office, finally realizing how he took high fever as fire and pneumonia as cold back then, and he had never hated Wei Qian's unconstraints as much as he hated them now.
The more San Fatty thought about this after he went back, the more wrong it was, just like most straight men, Wei Zhiyuan's one-sided kind of twisted feelings toward Wei Qian made him uncomfortable.
Wei Zhiyuan is he watched grow up, from childhood "three brother" called to big, three fat don't want to use malicious speculation him, evaluate him, more don't want to use "disgusting" this word to describe, but let him accept frankly, that is also can't do anything.
San Fatty felt that he knew what Wei Zhiyuan was thinking, Wei Zhiyuan was brushing his presence in some way, and at this rate, one day Wei Qian would be unable to leave him.
Because of the childhood family, Wei Qian and female interaction was originally some obstacles, three fat do not want to see Wei Zhiyuan go astray, more do not want to see him to his brother also involved.
This won't do, it's dangerous if it continues like this, we have to think of some way to spoil this thing - SanFat secretly thought so in his heart.
And regardless of what Three Fatty was planning, after Weiqian had used all his strength to temporarily settle his debt, he found a turnaround to revitalize the project, brought about by one of the most out-of-touch consultants ever.
Large consulting firms ranging from one million to tens of millions of dollars, for this time "money is everything" Wei Qian, is too expensive, he can only afford some local, relatively small consulting firms, the other party sent a person to come and contact him.
The person named Ma Chunming, and Wei Qian's own age, but also has a baby face, a smile two dimples, that face, clothes and talk, as if in the life interpretation of what is called "no hair on the mouth, do not secure", seems particularly unreliable.
Wei Qian looked at his scruffy, old suit that looked like performance art, so he had to ask patiently and tentatively first, "May I ask what you majored in?"
The counselor, Comrade Ma Chunming, proudly told him, "Food safety."
Wei Qian: "......"
As soon as Ma Chunming saw his expression, his self-confidence was hit first, he carefully opened the folder in front of him and explained in a small voice, "But I don't think my specialty is important, I can quickly figure out an industry in ten days, that's the quality that customers need."
Wei Qian thought about it, it makes sense, he himself is still studying life sciences from it, and now also by mistake to sit in this position, people are relying on this to eat, more or less should have two brushes, right?
So he kept his politeness and gentleness and continued to ask, "So can I ask you, how did you figure out the whole industry in ten days for the kind of project you took on last time that had nothing to do with your field of study?"
Ma Chunming contemplated for a moment, and said with a review like posture and tone, "This ...... is not hidden from you, this is actually my first contact with the business, I ...... I am a doctoral student who has just graduated from the school, and I have been on board for less than half a year. "
What's the difference between a food safety PhD with no one to bring him up, no one to teach him, standing in front of a real estate boss who's been left in the Gobi with a child who's just learning to walk?
Wei Qian even noticed that the other party's hand holding the folder was rustling and shaking.
What do you mean, cheap is cheap?
Wei Qian completely lost his already small amount of patience and planned to call the inner circle and ask this doctor out.
Who knows that Ma Chunming this will be witty up, a look at his indifferent expression and raised his hand to take the phone action, immediately knew that he was about to be thrown out of the fate of his own, he hastily tried to save, with the same speed of speech as a machine gun opening desperately trying to fight for their own opportunities: "I I I really can understand an industry within ten days, you listen to our steps! "
Wei Qian said indifferently, "I don't need to hear it, I don't want to pay a food student to teach me how to sell a house - not even a PhD."
He finished by picking up the phone and dialing straight to administration, "Tell someone to come over here and give my guests a ride."
Ma Chunming nervously gnawed on his fingernails, his eyes blinking so fast that his round face made him look like a jerking groundhog.
------------
Sectionalized reading 56
"You you listen for a moment! I'll finish in a moment - we'll first look into what this entire industry survives on, that is, what everyone sells." The groundhog said quickly, meeting Wei Qian's indifferent gaze, a layer of false sweat quickly dipping out on his forehead, yet he had no choice but to continue speaking in anticipation of a tiny bit of faint hope of impressing the young helmsman in front of him.
"After examining the actual values, we look at what the sources of those values are, that is, what is ancillary and what is the focus, that is, what creates the value, between the beginning of 'production' and the outright sale."
At this time, the door to Wei Qian's office opened, and a male employee from the administrative office first greeted Wei Qian in a well-trained manner, and then his gaze fell on the counselor who was on the verge of crying anxiously, and he said courteously, "Are you sending this guest out?"
Ma Chunming did not expect that he would mess up so quickly, he immediately felt that his life was gray, with a kind of grief and indignation expression gazed at Wei Qian, wilted and picked up his own bag, full of despair: the world there is such a waste of my mind? After finishing his doctorate, he couldn't find a job that matched his field of study, and he managed to get into a "consulting company", but after he got in, he found out that it was called a "scamming company" or something like that, and he was despised by his customers for the first time when he was doing business. ......
Ma Chunming felt that a person like himself living is still not going to die, so he decided that after leaving here, the first thing to do is to find a subway station to go down to the sleeper.
Just then, Wei Qian suddenly spoke up, "No, I'll let you pour a glass of water for the guest. He's going to sit for a while longer."
Ma Chunming, who was brainstorming how he had been crushed to a bloody pulp by the speeding train, with his eyeballs hanging out of the window, froze.
Until the staff member poured him a glass of water and silently withdrew again.
Wei Qian crossed his arms on the table, "What did you just say? The value of each part of the process from the beginning of the project to the selling of the product? Speak in more detail."
Ma Chunming took a long breath and wiped the sweat on his forehead, "That is, first of all, we must figure out what links ah, what to do in the early stages, what needs to be done during construction, etc., and the impact of each step on whether the project can be successful."
Wei Qian suddenly had a feeling of clarity, he found out where he was wrong.
When we first worked with Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang's value was in his connections, he had a very good background in the area and was able to get the land they wanted at a good quality and low price, which was the value that was reflected in the significant reduction in the cost of the final product.
However, not this time, Mr. Zhang was a landlord, and he had traveled all the way to C City to fight for a piece of land without any roots, so he lost his minimum advantage.
The process of acquiring the land use rights was so smooth that it seemed to be taken for granted.
But they should have known that the preliminary land link is obviously a very important value-added links, connections or planning superiority is the key point of value-added, these key points are not reflected at all, the Government approved the land use permit in a painstaking manner, it is not "Li Sheng Road no one picks, will be bitter" conclusion?
Taking chances is not an option in the end.
Wei Qian figured out the crux of the matter in an instant, and immediately flashed several directions for a solution in an electric flash.
"Ma Chunming, right?" He looked up and smiled at the jittery groundhog, "We invite you to stay and complete this consulting work, and afterward, if possible, you are welcome to join our company."
The next morning, Wei Qian went to the company for a meeting early, Wei Zhiyuan packed his bags, explained to Mrs. Song, and finally went around the house to make sure he didn't miss anything before he took the door and left.
He didn't know how well he was doing with this strategy of nibbling and swallowing, Wei Zhiyuan decided that he wanted to test it out, it wouldn't work when he was around, and he would occasionally stay away for a few days in order to see how the other party's armor was being thrown off, which was why he agreed to his teacher's invitation.
This is a progress test.
Wei Zhiyuan still does not know that his opponent for some time to come is the invisible saboteur of Sanfat, and he is still optimistically estimating that, at this rate, it will only be a year or two before he gets his hands on it.
He thought he still had a lot of time to work on it.
Xiaobao briefly stayed in the dormitory of the art school during his vacation for extra training, so once Wei Zhiyuan left, the house was empty.
Old Mrs. Song strained on her crutches and moved out of the room, slipping around the house twice, already sweating profusely.
"I'm a wreck." She thought, looking down at the crutch in her hand, "I can't throw this thing away when I pick it up."
She was in a depressed mood - in recent times, Mrs. Song had always been like this, when she was given food, she ate it, when she was given something to buy, she habitually reprimanded people for not being able to live their lives; she either looked angry or listless, and became extremely difficult to please, and no one knew how to cheer her up and make her happy.
Mrs. Song clearly knew that she had become stupid, she began to lose her acumen for numbers, she could not do the math, and even the concept of money was thinning out. What she said before was forgotten in a couple of minutes, and it was only after a long time that she would think of it again, realizing that she had said annoying words.
Mrs. Song was strong enough to survive, strong enough to recover well, but lost her ability to be happy.
And once Bo, who could talk and laugh, was gone, she was even lonelier.
Mrs. Song slowly moved her cane, opened the door and went to the next door, she intended to find Ma Zi mom to sit down, she is now talking ambiguously, have to say several times before others can understand, they are busy, Mrs. Song is afraid of inviting people to be annoying, so only Ma Zi mom has this time to chat with her.
When she entered Asako's mom's house, Mrs. Song found Asako staring at an old, outdated map of the city.
Mrs. Song asked, "What are you doing, her aunt?"
Asako's mom turned her head and saw old lady Song, but she didn't panic, she knew that what she did would be a big fuss by anyone who saw her, only this old lady wouldn't.
They share the same physical feelings of powerlessness and the same pain and loneliness.
"Big Sister," Mamma Asako lowered her voice, and with a bit of a strange, pure and expectant smile like that of a child who knows she's about to go to the playground, she said to Mrs. Song, "I'm going to have to go."