Zhaohua holds a weekly meeting every Friday morning. Currently, they have built three vegetable bases in Dongshan Town to supply Hong Kong. The business volume has grown explosively in the past few months.
Zhaohua has recruited a large number of employees, but most of them are working on the front line. Not many sit in the office, and even fewer can participate in regular meetings. There are also three additional project managers, who are responsible for connecting with Dingsheng Fenghua, Shengheji and other customers respectively.
Aqin is mainly responsible for customs epidemic prevention, while Gan Xiaofeng is in charge of all matters.
When the issue of turmeric was brought up during the meeting, Ye Zhao said, "This batch of off-season turmeric will be supplied to Song Rongji in the future. As for the price, it will be based on the market price. I am only one of the shareholders of Song Rongji. We are not considered to be one company, so we still need to distinguish clearly."
Gan Xiaofeng quickly took notes and said, "Then I will give them the normal quote in the future."
Ye Zhao: "Yes, a normal quotation will do."
Aqin asked curiously: "What is our relationship with Song Rongji? A brother company? It doesn't seem like it."
Gan Xiaofeng smiled and said, "We have the same boss."
It’s not the same boss. The current boss of Song Rongji should be Qiaozhi Company.
Ye Zhao was too lazy to explain: "Don't worry about it, all business will continue as usual. Sign the contract if it's necessary, and collect the money if it's necessary."
Ah Qin: "I see. I never thought Song Rong Ji would end up like this."
Liu Yang, who had been busy in the warehouse, scratched his head and said, "The changes are too fast, I can't keep up."
Ah Qin smiled and flattered Ye Zhao, "Don't you think about who your boss is? If you can't keep up, just run to catch up."
Liu Yang: "I can't even run, I have to take a speedboat!"
Gan Xiaofeng: "On Monday, Manager Fu of Song Rongji called us and said that we would be colleagues in the future and that we must keep the small yellow ginger for them. Now the people of Song Rongji are contacting us and are very polite."
Ah Qin asked: "Can Song Rongji's ginger candy factory be opened in the mainland? If we open one in Zengwuwei, the cost will be much lower."
How could Ye Zhao not have thought of what Ah Qin could think of? But they were still in the process of handing over the business, so they couldn't make drastic changes right away, they had to take it slow.
After the regular meeting was the financial meeting, which was mainly for Sister Song, Mu Xin and Ye Zhao to communicate about the latest financial situation, with Gan Xiaofeng listening in.
Sister Song reported on her work: "In the fourth quarter of 1989, Zhaohua made a profit of 1.322 million. Shengheji had a lot of income but a particularly large expenditure, especially labor and transportation costs, which were more than five times the cost of purchasing vegetables. In the end, Shengheji made a profit of 970,000 Hong Kong dollars."
Sheng Heji doesn't make as much money as Zhao Hua, which surprises Ye Zhao a little. After all, Sheng Heji's turnover is several times that of Zhao Hua.
Ye Zhao tapped the table lightly and said, "I want to talk to Min Chunlai. It won't work if we only increase revenue without cutting costs."
Sister Song communicated with Sheng He Ji the most and understood Sheng He Ji's situation the best. She volunteered: "I will carry out reforms for them and save them money. The number of people working in the office can be reduced by at least half."
Sister Song should be the oldest and most experienced one in Zhaohua's team. She is more experienced than Gan Xiaofeng. It is rare for her to be so ambitious. As long as she can get things done, Ye Zhao is willing to give her power.
Ye Zhao said: "Okay, Sister Song, I'll leave this matter to you."
Sister Song narrowed her eyes and smiled, "I'll take some time off to take care of Sheng He Ji's business. Can you hire another person for our finance department? The cost here is low. A very good old finance department only has a salary of three or four hundred. If Sheng He Ji cuts off one person, we can hire more than a dozen people here."
Ye Zhao nodded in agreement. Since he wanted Sister Song to take on more responsibilities, he had to assign her more talents. Ye Zhao looked at Gan Xiaofeng and said, "You arrange for the recruitment."
"I've made a note of that."
Ye Zhao asked again: "How much money is in Zhaohua's account now?"
Sister Song flipped through the documents and said, "I recently spent the money to buy the land, and I have less than 800,000 left. You have 320,000 yuan from the canteen in your personal account."
Ye Zhao expected that once the news of the garbage dump's relocation spread, someone would come to extort money, and she couldn't be as stingy as Grandet, which would cost her a lot of money. She really had to save money to build a house next.
If she does nothing, she can only wait for Song Rongji to go public to raise money, but the major shareholder has a stock lock-up period, so it takes time.
After returning home from the meeting, just as Ye Zhao had expected, after the news of the landfill relocation was published in the newspaper today, the village committee immediately verified with the higher authorities. The information provided by the higher authorities was the same as what was said in the newspaper, and it would be moved before the Lunar New Year.
Eyes of envy, jealousy and hatred immediately focused on the four families who had just signed the transfer procedures yesterday.
They called Ni Meng immediately and asked him what he thought.
Ni Meng was also confused. He could only say that he would discuss it with Boss Ye, and then immediately made a phone call to Ye Zhao.
Ye Zhao was mentally prepared. She asked, "Uncle Wang, what suggestions do you have?"
Ni Meng said, "If I had sold the land yesterday, I would definitely feel uncomfortable. If I sold the land to you today and the landfill said it was moving tomorrow, I would definitely feel that I was at a big disadvantage. This is human nature. They will definitely think that you knew the news in advance and deliberately tricked them!"
Ye Zhao: "Uncle Wang, you are really wronging me. You persuaded me to buy the pig farm. Oh, it's not persuaded, it's you who suggested me to buy it, right?"
Ni Meng laughed and said, "Yes, you should thank me. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be able to buy these plots of land."
Ye Zhao: "If you can take care of these people, I will really thank you."
Ni Meng: "Or, you can give them some extra money."
"How much is appropriate to add? I have limited money." Ye Zhao was afraid that he would ask for too much, so he cried poor at the right time.
"At least add 100, right? 470!"
That means you have to take out 180,000 yuan. Think about the huge benefits in the future, and this 180,000 yuan is worth it.
But Ye Zhao did not agree immediately, and only said: "I will discuss it with my friend and reply to you later."
"I'll wait for your call."
Aunt Qiao, who had been sitting nearby and listening, shook her head when she heard that it would cost an extra 180,000 yuan. "You can't give it so easily. The faster you give in, the more the other party will feel that they are at a disadvantage. Besides, the price in a remote place is only 400 to 500 yuan now. Even if the garbage dump is moved away, the pig farm is still a shabby place. 400 yuan is enough."
Ye Zhao also thought it made sense. She was willing to pay 100 more, but she was afraid that if she paid too quickly, the other party would be unhappy. So she asked Ni Meng to talk slowly, hoping to delay the matter and bargain bit by bit.
Ni Meng certainly understood, and he said he would bargain slowly, but he just hoped Ye Zhao would give him a psychological price so that he could negotiate. Ye Zhao gave a unit price of 450 yuan, which means 80 yuan per square meter.
Ni Meng went to negotiate with each family one by one, and three of them agreed. In the end, only Zeng Xianghua's family disagreed because they were instigated by Lao Mai.
Zeng Xianghua is Lao Mai’s uncle-in-law, and they went to the village committee to make trouble the next day.
Also joining them were Aunt Jiao and Grandma Liang's son Zeng Xianglong.
Because it was Saturday, Zeng Xiang came back, and he and Aunt Qiao accompanied Ye Zhao to the village committee to accept the so-called "mediation."
The village committee meeting room was packed with people. Secretary Wang asked each family to talk, but Aunt Jiao, Zeng Xianglong and Zeng Xianghua disagreed. They wanted to stick together and talk together.
Aunt Qiao got angry when she heard this. "Each of you has a different situation, how can we talk about it together? Ah Jiao, tell me about your piece of land. You came to my house every few days and begged our Xiao Zhao to buy it. It was a long time ago. You used the money from selling the land to build a building! What is there to talk about? With someone like you, who would dare to do business?"
Aunt Jiao was a little afraid of Aunt Qiao, but in the face of huge benefits, she had to go ahead with it.
"Qiaojie, you can't say that. The knife didn't cut your flesh, so of course you don't feel any pain. I sold the land for 130, and the difference is several times the price."
Aunt Qiao was wearing two gold bracelets today. It was a rare occasion, so she stretched out her hands to show off. "You begged people to buy them for you. Oh, now the situation is different, do you regret it? How can you be such a person! When you got married, how much dowry did your Achang give to your parents? Now the dowry has gone up in price, so are your parents going to regret it and ask Achang for this year's dowry money, and then ask for it again next year if the price goes up? Is this going to end?"
Aunt Jiao was speechless. She was blinded by Aunt Qiao's gold bracelet, but she still managed to say, "That's different, Aunt Qiao! I've only sold this for less than a year."
Aunt Qiao: "No matter how long it takes, once the contract is signed and the property is transferred, there is no reason to regret it."
Old Mac interrupted, "Since there is no reason to regret no matter how long it takes, why are you giving the other companies extra money?"
Aunt Qiao turned around and said, "What the hell is your business! How can an outsider like you interfere in the affairs of Zeng Wuwei?"
Thinking about the last time she had an argument with Lao Mai, Aunt Qiao was still furious.
Old Mac, wearing slippers and with a beer belly, said, "Why can't I interrupt? I have the right to speak!"
Ye Zhao retorted: "Manager Mai, you have the energy to meddle in other people's business here, why not go and collect the debt from the owner of the construction site! That is a serious debt, and we all support you. It's better than being a troublemaker here..."
"Who are you calling a troublemaker?!"
"saying you!"
Old Mai was furious and wanted to raise his hand to hit someone, but Zeng Xiang, who was standing by the window, stared at him coldly. He remembered how embarrassed he was when he was chased and hit by firecrackers, so he didn't dare to raise his hand. He could only threaten: "It should be 800 yuan per square meter. If you don't give this price, no one will agree."
Aunt Qiao taunted, "800 yuan? Dream on! Who do you think you are? Who will listen to you?"
Secretary Wang stood up to smooth things over. "Everyone, please talk it out. Aunt Jiao, your land has been transferred for so long. It is unreasonable to go back on your word now. If we give you the compensation, do we also have to give compensation to Lao Kai? If we give compensation to Lao Kai, do we have to give compensation to Zeng Laojiu? Who will dare to do business in Zengwuwei in the future?"
Aunt Jiao complained, "I'm losing money on this sale, Secretary Wang! They must compensate me."
Still have to? Dream on.
Ye Zhao sneered, "Aunt Jiao, let me be honest. You almost knelt down in front of me and begged me to buy it. We agreed on the price, and I didn't take the opportunity to lower the price, right? The price I gave you is higher than the price I gave to Lao Kai. You should be honest, otherwise, if you ask others to do things for you in the future, I'm afraid no one will pay attention to you."
Aunt Qiao stood in front of Aunt Jiao and said, "You are jealous because your sister-in-law kept her land until the end. Your sister-in-law has good taste and is unwilling to sell the land. If she is unwilling to sell, we will definitely not insist on buying it. It is a transaction between us. After the transaction is completed, it is over. No one will come back and say that they sold it too cheaply and they regret it! That would be endless! How many people in the village have to pay the difference to the seller for their land! Isn't it? Secretary Wang, do I make sense?"
Secretary Wang said: "Yes, what Boss Ye and Sister Qiao said makes sense!"
Gui Pi, who was standing aside and watching the fun, also advised: "Aunt Jiao, don't rush forward just because there is fun. It happened a long time ago. You have spent all the money. No one will stand on your side. You are not right."
Aunt Jiao frowned. She came here to cause trouble today and didn't wear good clothes. She must have rushed directly from the construction site. She was covered in mud. She said, "You really don't want to compensate me at all? My request is not high. Can you compensate me ten thousand or a few thousand yuan at least?"
Aunt Qiao closed her eyes helplessly. "Ten thousand or so? Is ten thousand or so a small amount of money? How much is one night in your hotel? That's easy for you to say."
Aunt Jiao looked at Zeng Xianglong who came with her. Zeng Xianglong was very thin and spoke in a sissy voice. He said, "What about my land? Without my knowledge, my mother, a patient, secretly sold the land to you at a low price. You are bullying my mother because she is a patient..."
Aunt Qiao was unhappy when she heard this. She hated unfilial sons the most. "What are you talking about! Zeng Xianglong! We bully your mother because she is a patient? When did we bully your mother? Who sent your mother to the hospital? Our mute did it! She still owes us 50 yuan for the hospitalization deposit. And what about you? Your mother was injured and hospitalized, where were you? Have you ever been reasonable? Not only did you not come back, you also took away all your mother's money. Are you a human being? Now you smell the smell of money and rush back. You are quite fast. It was only published in the newspaper yesterday, and you came back today."
Zeng Xianglong said impatiently: "Don't talk about other things."
Aunt Qiao: "Oh, why not? If you don't fulfill your maintenance obligations, you'll be the one to run away with the money! That's such a beautiful thought!"
"That's my family matter, it has nothing to do with this! I don't have a good relationship with my mother, and I have done my best for her!"
"If you were born decades ago, my father would have dragged you to the pig cage! You are an unfilial son!"
Zeng Xianglong put all the blame on his mother: "It's not that I'm unfilial, I'm very good to my father, it's my mother who has problems and I can't communicate with her!"
Secretary Wang pointed at Zeng Xianglong and said, "You can't talk like that. I witnessed the transaction of your land. At that time, your mother was in the hospital. She had no money for treatment and no one to take care of her. She could not move. If Granny Liang didn't have a son like you, she would be a lonely old woman, and the village would have taken care of her. But she has a son, and he doesn't care about her. He is so unfilial. You are the number one in Zengwuwei. What would you do if you didn't sell the land under the circumstances?"
Aunt Qiao pulled the chair next to her and said, "Your mother's injury is not in her brain, but in her waist!"
Secretary Wang sat down again, and the pen wrote something: "Zeng Xianglong, let me be frank. You have fled to Hong Kong and are a Hong Kong resident. You have no share of the land distributed by the village. This is your father and mother's own land, and only your mother has the right to deal with it."
Zeng Xianglong: "My mother is confused! Only I have the right to handle it on her behalf!"
Ye Zhao: "Your mother is not confused, she is very clear-headed. Granny Liang can walk now. Otherwise, I will go and call Granny Liang..."
"No, no, no, don't shout." Zeng Xianglong hurriedly stopped him. This unfilial son was also afraid of seeing his mother. "She wouldn't understand even if I asked her to come."
Ye Zhao sneered: "Are you afraid of meeting your mother?"
Aunt Qiao paused fiercely on her chair and said, "If it's my son, I'll beat him to death with a stick."
Zeng Xiang smiled: "Your son wouldn't dare."
Zeng Xianglong hurriedly changed the subject: "Didn't Zeng Laojiu also get a Hong Kong City ID card? How could he occupy such a large piece of land before?"
Ni Meng explained: "Zeng Laojiu bought that piece of land for investment, which is different from yours."
Secretary Wang: "Zeng Xianglong, you have no chance of winning in this situation even if you go to court. Your mother signed the contract in black and white, took the money, used it for medical treatment and hired a nanny, and now she is living well on her own."
Zeng Xianglong saw that Secretary Wang didn't say a word to help him, and he couldn't help but said angrily: "You are an outsider who came to be the village party secretary, so of course you help outsiders!"
Secretary Wang, who was taking notes, threw down his pen and said, "I am a native of Shenzhen! I have devoted my life to Zengwuwei! You are a Hong Kong escapee! What qualifications do you have to speak so arrogantly here?"
Ye Zhao was surprised. He didn't expect the usually gentle village party secretary to curse so directly.
Zeng Xianglong was called a dog, and he was so angry that veins popped out on his forehead. Unfortunately, his words sounded effeminate and lacked momentum. "What did you say?!"
Ye Zhao replied innocently: "The secretary said you are a dog."
After she finished speaking, Zeng Xiang couldn't help laughing.
Zeng Xianglong, who originally thought that he would just give up if someone came to persuade him, became even more furious. Guipi was a little more humane and hurried over to pull him back. "Forget it, forget it. It was your mother who sold the land. Why don't you go back and discuss it with Granny Liang first?"
"What can we discuss?"
"Let's solve the internal problems first." Guipi said as he pulled Zeng Xianglong away.
There were three groups causing trouble, and only the last one was left. Everyone looked at the family of Lao Mai's uncle Zeng Xianghua.
Zeng Xianghua actually accepted the price of 450, which was not low. After all, the location of the pig farm was still very remote even if the garbage dump was moved away. But Lao Mai said he wanted to give it a try, so he gave it a try. What if he could get a little more money
From Ye Zhao's perspective, the other three companies have already agreed to the price. If Zeng Xianghua is given more money, will the other three companies cause trouble again? This is endless.
Therefore, Ye Zhao would never give him any extra money.
Old Mai seemed to be looking for trouble. He said, "Mr. Ye, you must have gotten the news in advance and bought the land for the pig farm at the right time. 450 is definitely not enough. The land in Zengwuwei is now more than 800. Some of the land in our village is even more exaggerated, with some exceeding 1,000."
Secretary Wang put the first few pages aside. He ignored Old Mai and asked Zeng Xianghua, "Uncle Hua, how much do you want to add? Give me a number and I'll help you."
Zeng Xianghua looked at Lao Mai, who said for him, "800 per square meter."
When Secretary Wang heard this, he just waved his hand and said he couldn't negotiate at this price.
Aunt Qiao shook her head and said, "800 yuan per square meter? You have discussed it, right? You are so bold! You might as well go and rob! Do you know where the place in Zengwuwei that sells for 800 yuan per square meter is? It's on the street! Go to a remote area and see how much it can sell for. That shabby place of the pig farm, even if the garbage dump is moved away, it is not worth more than 450. I think 450 is too high."
Old Mai raised his short eyebrow: "I want this price, not a cent less. For others, you said it took too long and can't be calculated back. But it's different for my uncle's family. I was tricked by you into signing yesterday. You are liars!"
Ni Meng threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it. "How can you say we are scammers? Boss Ye definitely didn't know the landfill was going to be moved beforehand, because I was the one who urged her to ask her if she wanted to buy the land for the pig farm and urged her to sign the transfer. She had to go to school from Monday to Thursday, so she delayed the transfer until Thursday afternoon. This is a matter of luck. If the land was still in your hands, the landfill might have stayed here and not moved. You don't have such fortune. Now looking back, Boss Ye is willing to persuade her friends to give you some money, which is already very kind of her."
Aunt Qiao echoed, "Of course, no one else would be so kind as to agree to give you the compensation. It's useless to call the police or go to court."
Zeng Xianghua nodded and was about to say yes, but then he looked at Lao Mai and held back.
Old Mai was like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. "800 is not negotiable. Either you give the land back to us, or you raise the price to 800!"
Ye Zhao knew that Zeng Xianghua’s land was inside and not close to the road. If she didn’t want it, it would be difficult for him to sell it in the future.
Ye Zhao: "Well, I can't satisfy your appetite. My land is already enough. I will return your land to you. Please return the money to me."
Old Mai was dumbfounded. Zeng Xianghua was stunned for a while before he realized that how could he return the money before he could even warm it up
Old Mai said anxiously, "What do you mean? How can you just say no?"
Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Didn't you say that? Either you raise the price or I return the land to you. I will return the land to you!"
Zeng Xianghua said with a bitter face: "How can this be?"
Ni Meng saw that they were weak, and hurriedly added fuel to the fire, "Aunt Yu has also sold us that piece of land. Uncle Hua, you should think carefully. When the time comes, we will surround the land from front to back and from left to right, so that even flies can't fly out. Then your piece of land will be useless."
Zeng Xianghua: “…”
Secretary Wang called Zeng Xianghua aside to talk to him and advised him, "They can't raise the price just for you, you know? If they raise the price for you, will they raise the price for the others? 450 is a good price. Look at Lao Kai, he sold it for 120, he is open-minded. Why is he open-minded? Is he a bodhisattva? Of course not. Because he knows that it's useless to make a fuss. Did Aunt Jiao and Zeng Xianglong get a penny from their fuss? Right?"
Secretary Wang persuaded Zeng Xianghua, but Ye Zhao just wanted to irritate Lao Mai. She ignored them and walked out directly, "I don't want it anymore. I said no, so I don't want it anymore."
Auntie Hua, Lao Mai's aunt, was so anxious that she pushed Lao Mai and said, "What kind of idea is this?"
Old Mac was still stubborn: "I'll buy it with my own money!"
Aunt Hua: "You have no money! Your foreman and boss owed money and ran away!"
Secretary Wang quickly gave Ni Meng a look, and Ni Meng chased after Ye Zhao, "Forget it, Boss Ye, give Uncle Wang some face..."
Aunt Hua also caught up and pulled Ye Zhao: "Pretty girl, hey, don't listen to them, they can't talk, I still want to sell my land to you."
Aunt Qiao took the opportunity to tease, "You really think you've suffered such a big loss, you should be happy that the shabby place can be sold for 450! Otherwise, who would agree to it? Greed is insatiable!"
Aunt Hua apologized repeatedly: "Yes, yes, my mind was confused for a moment."
Ye Zhao turned around and looked at Aunt Hua: "I have to say it clearly, you guys begged me to buy this, I didn't have to buy it, don't be like Aunt Jiao and rip me off again in the future."
Aunt Jiao, who was standing aside, was muttering and cursing to herself but didn't dare to say anything out loud.
Uncle Hua and Aunt Hua smiled awkwardly, while Old Mai turned away and said nothing.
Ni Meng hurriedly said, "With so many people here to witness this, don't worry, Boss Ye."
Ye Zhao then said to Ni Meng: "Alright. Leave everything here to Uncle Wang, we are leaving."
"No problem, I'll take care of it."
Ye Zhao and Zeng Xiang left first, and Aunt Qiao went to play mahjong nearby.
Aunt Jiao came forward and whispered to Ni Meng, "How much did my sister-in-law sell the land to you for?"
Ni Meng showed his two big front teeth and smiled: "Your sister-in-law is a honest person. Honest people have good fortune. We are exchanging land with her. Like everyone else, the discounted price is 450 yuan."
Aunt Jiao was unhappy when she heard this and said, "That's three times more than I have!"
That's why she was so unwilling.
"There's nothing I can do. I've already told you, it's fortune! You have a son and she doesn't, but she has fortune..." You don't!
Zeng Xiang and Ye Zhao bought a bag of grilled skewers on the street. They ate while walking. They bought a little too much and wanted to give some to the mute, so they walked towards the purple bamboo forest.
The two held hands, not avoiding others, and chatted as they walked.
After the new year, Ye Zhao had to go to Hong Kong City. The first high-level meeting after the handover of Song Rongji was very important and she had to attend.
As they were walking, they heard a car horn behind them.
They stopped and saw the car had stopped in front of them. They saw the rear window rolled down and Ye Dingguo looked at them up and down with a dark face.
Zeng Xiang, who always looked indifferent to everyone, was a little scared when he saw his future father-in-law. After all, he was Ye Zhao's father, so he had to give his elders some face. Zeng Xiang was about to let go, but Ye Zhao held him tighter.
When it comes to angering Ye Dingguo, Ye Zhao has always been fearless.
Ye Dingguo said angrily: "Let go of my hand!"
"No!" Ye Zhao smiled and said lightly.
Ye Dingguo was so angry, what could he do? He couldn't beat the young man even after getting out of the car, so he could only say, "Come to my office! If you don't come, I'll sell the factory land!"
Ye Zhao: “…”
The land was registered in her name, so Ye Dingguo couldn’t sell it.
But Ye Zhao still gave him face, and an hour later, she stood outside his office door.
The office door was ajar, and Gao Yueyue's voice was heard before I knocked.
Gao Yueyue said in a dissatisfied and coquettish voice: "I might be pregnant with a son! Anyway, I always feel it is inappropriate for you to give Ye Zhao such a large piece of land, so you have to buy land for my child."
"You want to buy land before the baby is born. I won't lack food and drink for him..."
Ye Zhao turned and left!
You can give birth to a child, but you can’t stab someone in the back!
A week later, Bai Yunlian received a letter. In the envelope were some shocking photos that made her eyes widen!
(End of this chapter)