Cheng Gang took Chen Lin to the office and waited for Feng Wenqing, and Feng Wenqing went to the factory leadership office for instructions.
Feng Wenqing walked to a corner and saw that no one stretched out his palms on the left and right, and a bank card appeared in his hand.
When Chen Lin shook his hand just now, Feng Wenqing felt that there was a card in his hand. Because there were workers around him, he didn't take it out to look at it. He directly squeezed the palm of his hand and put it in his trouser pocket.
Now that I see the bank card, although I don't know how much money is in it, I feel that the salary is definitely higher than his salary.
With the password written on the back of the bank card, Feng Wenqing quietly came to the street from the back door of the factory, walked to the opposite bank, and checked the balance on the ATM: two thousand yuan.
Feng Wenqing was overjoyed, far beyond his expectations.
Now the cannery's efficiency is not good, and their wages have dropped drastically. It used to be more than 1,000 yuan a month, but now it is less than 500 yuan, which is not as high as the wages of other jobs, and these wages cannot be paid on time.
As the director of the office, when the cannery was booming, he did not arrange for people to enter the factory, nor did he receive less gifts. Now the efficiency of the factory is not good, and there are no more people to entertain guests and give gifts.
Feng Wenqing felt that something was missing, and felt empty.
I used to enjoy it before, but now my standard of living has declined, and I obviously feel uncomfortable.
As the saying goes, the poor are domineering when they are rich, and the rich are unable to move even when they are poor.
Feng Wenqing is now at a stage where it is difficult to make any progress, wishing to find another way to increase his income.
When I saw the two thousand yuan in the bank card, I was inexplicably excited. The money was four times his salary. I immediately felt that it was back to the glory days of the Weizhou fruit canning factory.
After Chen Lin and Chenggang sat down in Feng Wenqing's office, Chenggang was a little puzzled.
"Why did Feng Wenqing suddenly let us stay? He really went to ask the leader for instructions?"
Cheng Gang didn't know what Feng Wenqing thought, and felt that this might be possible.
"Well, I guess it's going to go. Lease out the office building is also good for him. At least the factory leaders know that it's okay to ask him for this kind of thing, and they will look for him in the future, so that the factory leaders will also value him more. "
This is also the reason. When the fruit cannery was brilliant in the past, it was impossible to think that one day it would rely on renting office buildings to increase income.
It is also possible that after the sweetness is tasted, other idle workshops will also be rented out. If they are not produced, the idle machines will rust for a long time, and then it will be worthless to sell broken copper and rotten iron.
Chen Lin didn't elaborate on these matters with Chenggang. These matters are not what Chen Lin is considering now. What he is considering now is how to rent the office building.
Chen Lin had prepared a two thousand yuan bank card long ago, and he had already prepared it when he asked Chenggang to stand before the fight. It didn't matter whether it was used or not.
It now seems that Feng Wenqing intends to accept it, otherwise it will be returned to him at that time, and Chen Lin and Chenggang will not be allowed to go to the office to wait for his news.
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Feng Wenqing ran all the way to the front of the factory leadership office. Without knocking on the door, he stopped for a while to calm his excitement and let his breath even out.
Then the "tuk tuk tuk" knocked on the door and pushed the door in. He was very familiar with the leader, and knocking on the door while entering has become the norm.
"Oh, Lao Feng is here, sit down, is there anything?"
Fu Changchun, the deputy factory director sitting in the boss chair, took off the reading glasses, put down the newspaper, and looked at Feng Wenqing and said.
"Mr. Fu, the rental of our office building is very promising. Now there is a company's President Chen who wants to rent our office building."
As soon as Feng Wenqing sat down, he told Chen Lin about renting an office building.
"Oh? Single lease or whole lease?"
Fu Changchun asked, if it is a single rent, there is no need to deal with it. During this period of time, many people asked, almost all of whom asked for a single rent.
"It's a whole lease. Originally, he meant to rent it alone. I firmly disagree. I must discuss the whole lease with him. He finally agreed to rent the office building as a whole."
Feng Wenqing began to give himself money, which is also the behavior of some people.
"Well, Lao Feng, it's a good job, just rent it as a whole. How are you talking about?"
Fu Changchun opened the thermos and took a sip of tea. A newspaper and a cup of tea are their standard equipment.
"It's almost done, and he intends to sign a five-year contract at least."
Feng Wenqing picked it up first, and put the hard bones behind.
"Okay, Lao Feng, it's done well, and the commission given to you will not be less than you."
Fu Changqing's mood improved all of a sudden, and the affairs of the office building made him terribly upset. The director of the factory entrusted this to him so that he must rent out the office building during this period of time. Now he is in a good mood and of course he is happy.
"It's just that the price has not been discussed, but it's not impossible to talk about it."
Feng Wenqing started to check the price, to see how it was appropriate, and try to get Fu Changqing to agree to Chen Lin's request, otherwise the two thousand yuan bank card he had received would have to be returned.
"Price? Tell me, what does Chen always mean?"
Fu Changqing quickly asked, this is indeed the most important thing.
"What Mr. Chen meant is that the annual rent is 25,000 yuan. Of course I will not agree. Our request is at least 35,000 yuan a year."
Feng Wenqing directly negotiated a price increase of 5,000 yuan at the factory's leaders. From the beginning, he asked Chen Lin for 40,000 yuan a year's rent, which was really black.
"Under my persuasion, Mr. Chen raised it to 28,000 yuan after consideration. I still didn’t agree after thinking about it. After all, there was still a big gap between the distance of 35,000 yuan. In the end, Mr. Chen rose another two thousand. Say the rent is 30,000 yuan a year!"
"Um? What happened later?"
Fu Changqing was anxious to know the result, put down his teacup and looked at Feng Wenqing.
"I still didn't agree, there is still a gap from the price we set..."
"Agree! Agree with a rent of 30,000 yuan a year, and a five-year rent of 150,000 yuan. Why don't you agree? The office building is idle and idle, agree!"
Before Feng Wenqing finished speaking, Fu Changqing interrupted him, insisting that the rent of 30,000 yuan a year would be fine.
"Lao Feng, you did a good job, giving you a 1,000 yuan commission every year as a reward for you."
Fu Changchun made a supplement and gave Feng Wenqing a reassurance. The commission is 1,000 yuan a year, which is less than 100 yuan a month. This amount of money is not too much for Feng Wenqing.
"Thank you, Director Fu, so I signed the contract with President Chen?"
This is exactly the result Feng Wenqing wants. After the leader agrees, he can get the benefits from both sides.
Afraid that the night would have many dreams, Feng Wenqing quickly brought up the matter of signing the contract.
"No problem, Lao Feng, as long as the rent is 30,000 yuan a year, you can take full responsibility for the rest!"
Fu Changchun gave Feng Wenqing a positive answer, and Feng Wenqing was extremely satisfied.