Rebirth of the Wild Age

Didn't Papa Ma say that?

There are only two situations in which a company cannot keep people: one is that the money is not paid in place; the other is that the employees have been wronged.

For a person like Yang Xin, if the shares are reduced, he must have complaints in his heart. Then he must make up for his position and give him a great right to speak so that he can fully display his talents. Even, when he made a wrong decision, Song Weiyang didn't have to stop him, but only reminded and remedied him, making him realize his own shortcomings, and at the same time feel guilty and grateful to his boss.

Of course, the premise is to tie a rope so that Yang Xin cannot completely let himself go, so as to breed unnecessary ambitions. And this rope can't arouse his resentment, he has to set up rules in advance, let him get used to it and understand it first, otherwise he will definitely think that he is bound.

Finally, in the process of the company's continuous growth, Yang Xin's shareholding can be increased a little bit, so that the injustice in his heart can be released.

And from the beginning to the end, Song Weiyang had to play the emotional card to get closer to each other and become close friends and partners.

Boiling eagles, walking dogs, Song Weiyang is too good at it.

There are too few loyal and talented people, they are rare, and they can be met but not sought.

All capable people have ambitions, and the more capable they are, the greater their ambitions. The superiors only need to guide that ambition into the right track. Let a hound always have prey to catch, then the hound will not bite the owner back, and ambition can become a driving force. The more ambitious the hound, the more ferocious the hound.

At the same time, the owner must establish his own prestige and cultivate the relationship with the hound. One day, even if there is no prey, the hound will squat obediently.

Yang Xin, the eagle, deserves Song Weiyang to suffer slowly.

Let's put it this way, the modern enterprise management system cannot be played by throwing it at Zheng Xuehong. But Yang Xin can, and can improve himself in practice, so that Song Weiyang can get rid of the shackles of the enterprise—after all, managing an enterprise takes a lot of time.

...

Lunch was eaten in the hotel in the department store, which was the first dinner for the "shareholders".

Although Yang Xin is a top student who graduated from Zhejiang University, but he has been a deputy county magistrate and factory director, so he must have passed the "alcohol test". These days, you have to drink to be an official, and you have to drink to do business, and you can become a wine jar in a few years.

"Brother Yang, come on, fill up!" Zheng Xuehong persuaded one cup after another, with his hands still on Yang Xin's shoulders, his attitude was enthusiastic.

Yang Xin couldn't stand it any longer. He had already drank two catties of white wine, shook his head and waved his hands and said, "Brother, you are my dear brother, really... really can't drink anymore."

Zheng Xuehong raised his neck and drank it, turned the glass upside down and said, "I've done it, you can do whatever you want!"

After all, he had just joined the team, so he had to give this face. Yang Xin bit the bullet and toasted, and said with a big tongue: "Old... ah brother, you... drink a lot... Li... Li Li! "

Song Weiyang was afraid that drinking would cause accidents, so he quickly persuaded: "Old Zheng, it's almost enough."

Chen Tao helped to pick up the vegetables, and said with a smile, "Brother Yang, come, eat something to fill your belly."

"Thank you...thank you!" Yang Xin couldn't even hold his chopsticks steady, and dropped the vegetables when he picked them up several times.

Song Weiyang blinked at Zheng Xuehong, who immediately smiled and said, "Brother Yang, I heard that you used to hang out in Qiongdao, isn't it easy to make money there?"

Yang Xin supported his forehead with one hand, and shook the other hand: "Don't... don't mention it, I'm with a few... ah friends, the business of more than 100 million yuan, all... all fucked up in vain. That place is full of evil people. ...is crooked..."

Zheng Xuehong asked: "What are the ways?"

"House speculation...land speculation, you...you all know, have you ever heard of reversing?" Yang Xin asked.

"Reselling the car?" Chen Tao said.

"Yes, in 8...8884, and in 1985, Qiongdao was full of imported cars." Yang Xin drank a sip of tea to sober up, and straightened his words, "A friend who is in real estate with me, there are... One is a kindergarten teacher. Listen to him, he was crazy at that time, even the kindergarten was doing car import and export trade!"

Zheng Xuehong asked in shock: "Smuggling?"

"No...it's not smuggling," Yang Xin said. "It's all approved by the government, and that approval is a bit too much. In 8...885 alone, Qiongdao's car imports were equivalent to the first 20 years of the founding of the People's Republic of China." The total amount of vehicle imports in the whole country in 2019! Tell me, it’s scary...it’s not scary. At that time, ordinary workers in Qiongdao were doing vehicle imports. They had no money. Don’t be afraid. , you can cooperate...to buy an imported car and sell it back."

"Is there such a thing?" Zheng Xuehong found himself ignorant.

Yang Xin smiled wryly: "So... so, that place is evil."

Song Weiyang helped Yang Xin add a cup of tea, and asked, "What's the specific situation of Shanzhou Canned Food Factory?"

Yang Xin shook his head, stroking his thoughts and said: "My friend's brother is the deputy director of the Shanzhou Canned Food Factory. After several major disarmaments, the sales of military canned food have dropped greatly; European and American anti-dumping restrictions have restricted the export of canned food, and civilian canned food is also restricted. It is even more difficult to sell. The Shanzhou canned food factory became insolvent two years ago. The wages of the workers can only be settled with bank loans. Later, the banks refused to lend money, so they had to give canned food to the workers to cover their wages.”

"Can the production line really be bought at a low price? Will Sea Overlord come forward to stop it?" Song Weiyang asked.

Yang Xin said with a smile: "Who doesn't know what's going on with the state-owned enterprises? The workers are so poor that they can only steal things from the factory to sell. Even if we don't buy the production line of the Shantou Can Factory, it will probably be stolen by next year. There is no way to start work. Anyway, the factory is going to be sold to Haibawang, why can’t the production line be sold to us in advance? Leaders benefit, workers also benefit, and only Taiwan companies suffer.”

Song Weiyang raised his glass and said, "Lao Yang, as long as you negotiate this deal, you will be a great contributor to the cannery. Come, I'll toast you, and you can drink tea."

"It's easy to say!" Yang Xin drank tea and laughed, "Director Xiao Song, when I came here just now, I finally figured it out halfway. I underestimated the enemy and was in a hurry. You lead by the nose. To be honest, since graduating from university, I have not suffered much, and you are the youngest one."

Zheng Xuehong laughed loudly: "Old Yang, do you still remember it in your heart?"

"Of course remember," Yang Xin took another sip of tea, "but I'm convinced, I underestimate the enemy, so don't blame them for being cruel. On the roof of the unfinished building in Qiongdao, I was so drunk that I almost jumped off. People who have died once, I can't see this matter?"

Zheng Xuehong said: "It's good to see it openly, everyone will be good brothers in the future. Come, have another drink!"

"Drink!" Yang Xin started to drink liquor again.

Song Weiyang said: "Okay, okay, let's eat vegetables, if you drink any more, you will have to go to the hospital."

Yang Xin drank the wine anyway, and said with a smile: "Brother Zheng's drinking capacity, among other things, he must be a good hand in sales."

"Not much, just five or six catties." Zheng Xuehong said modestly.

Yang Xin said: "I am reminded of an old classmate who joined the foreign trade department after graduation. He is so good at drinking! He also went to sea. I came back from Qiongdao a few days ago and went to the Special Economic Zone to see him on the way. Originally, I wanted to go to I took refuge, and guess what happened?"

Chen Tao asked: "What's wrong?"

Yang Xin shook his head and smiled wryly: "He is even more unlucky than me! I went bankrupt because of national policies. He was cheated by a woman. He was cheated out of all the money he earned from doing business for several years. He lives in the countryside of the Special Economic Zone now. As an interpreter in a foreign company, it costs more than 3,000 yuan a month."

Zheng Xuehong said: "3,000 is a lot."

"That depends on who it is," Yang Xin said with narrowed eyes suddenly, "Director Xiao Song, I think that our factory's canned food must be developed in the direction of export. My friend used to work in the foreign trade department. If you know someone, can you pull him over too?"

This is the beginning of cultivating your own team?

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "It's ok, I'm afraid people will feel inferior."

"Don't worry, I promise to convince him," Yang Dao said. "This time I'm going to Shanzhou Cannery to talk about the production line, and I'll call him to help."

Song Weiyang did not stop this kind of behavior. If a company wants to grow and become stronger, it must absorb all kinds of talents. For a company with a slightly larger scale, it is strange that there are no factions, which can only explain one problem-this company is dying!

Conscientious competition is conducive to the development of the company.

But if there is a vicious factional struggle, don't blame Song Weiyang for being ruthless.

Here, Zheng Xuehong is a key figure. Lao Zheng is smooth and sensible, he can act as a lubricant for the company.

After a meal, Yang Xin could hardly stand still. Zheng Xuehong supported him and said, "Brother Yang, there is a bowling alley downstairs, let's go play a few games together."

Yang Xin was a little surprised: "There is also a bowling alley in Rongping City? I thought it was only in the provincial capital."

Chen Tao said, "There is also karaoke."

Zheng Xuehong said with a smile: "Mr. Song invested in the construction."

"I see, I admire Boss Song very much," Yang Xin said with a smile, "Let's go, let's play a few games."

A group of drunk guys helped each other down the stairs.

As soon as he arrived at the bowling alley, Song Weiyang saw an old acquaintance—Zhong Dahua!