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Chapter 817
Zhao Donglai hurriedly sat up straight.

Su Chen said: "Arrange people to come back to the capital and station there. It's on the side of Silk Street. I guess that once Eastern Europe changes drastically, there will be a serious shortage of light industrial consumer goods in the local area. We will use Silk Street as the foundation to get the goods that are lacking there. .”

"When I come back this time, I plan to let Zhao Cheng stay in the capital." Zhao Donglai said, "But we haven't figured out what to do. We originally planned to do logistics, but when we go home, we feel very confused. Sports cars are not safe either."

"Let's stay in the old business, a trading company. Zhao Cheng is setting up a store here. It's better to be bigger. It doesn't matter if there is business or not. It's mainly used as a warehouse."

Su Chen said, "At that time, we can pack the train skin and deliver it directly."

"Okay." Zhao Donglai nodded, he has never had any objection to Su Chen's arrangement.

After hesitating for a while, he said, "Boss, do we have any prospects for developing sports cars in China?"

"Yes, but as you said just now, it is dangerous, so there must be not only bodyguards in the car, but also something for self-defense."

Su Chen said, "You can establish a logistics company in the capital first, and then radiate to surrounding cities, or you can open a dedicated line to Shenzhen."

Now other places are not good enough, only Shenzhen and Wenzhou in the south are suitable.

Otherwise, there is a ghost business in the corner of the mountain.

"It's a good idea, and I think so too." Zhao Dong came to his spirits, "Shenzhen is close to Hong Kong, and there will definitely be many people who want to sell the goods, but I'm worried that I will still be hit."

"Let's make the unit's supplies first, not private ones." Su Chen said, "The unit's supplies are guaranteed, and they won't be prone to speculation like private individuals."

Zhao Donglai expressed his understanding.

Zhao Cheng, who had been silent for a while, said, "If I open a store on Silk Street, how big will it be?"

"A few hundred square meters is enough for the time being. The main thing is to rent a warehouse near the train station. I think so. What do you think, boss?" Zhao Donglai asked Su Chen.

Su Chen said: "Just do as you said, by the way, is Meizi happy when you come back this time?"

Zhao Cheng scratched his head in embarrassment: "It's really a joy, that's why we have to go back to China."

"No wonder just now I saw that she seemed to be getting fat." Su Chen said with a smile, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Let me tell you, I treat Meizi as my sister, so you have to treat her better."

Although I said this before, but after hearing that Xu You was raped by her man, Su Chen couldn't help but say something more.

Although this sentence does not seem to be useful.

Zhao Cheng nodded hastily.

"You have been with me for so many years, so next, I will redistribute the equity." Su Chen said, "You have always been outside in the wind and rain, and there are all kinds of unexpected things. things happen."

"At that time, I will redistribute according to the company's comprehensive financial situation, and maybe even reorganize the company, so that each of you can make money."

Zhao Donglai and Zhao Cheng had no objections.

They have also worked hard for the company for so many years. If it is still the past model, even if they are happy, there must be some people who are not happy.

So neither of them commented.

After chatting a lot about what they saw and heard in the Soviet Union, it was almost time for dinner.

So he simply had a meal at home first, and when he was full, Zhao Cheng took his wife and left, and Zhao Donglai followed suit.

He said: "I have already brought my wife to the capital, and I also asked someone to get a household registration through my connections, and bought a house in the capital by the way."

"Have all the elders in the family come to the capital?" Su Chen asked.

Zhao Donglai shook his head: "They don't want to come to the capital, they just come and stay for a few days and then go back."

It seems that every old man is the same, reluctant to part with his homeland.

After sending Zhao Donglai away, Su Chen rested at home for a while, and then went to the magazine office first.

Because during dinner last night, Xue Fang murmured a few times, saying that there was no one, but she didn't know where to go to recruit people.

After all, the magazine is not a big unit, and it is not included in the establishment, so people don't even look down on it.

So Su Chen was going to help her solve this problem first.

"Go, I'll take you to recruit people."

As soon as he went to the magazine office, Su Chen said, "I'll take you to see how a small unit like ours recruits people."

Xue Fang was confused and followed him out.

The two went to the National People's Congress.

Showing his ID, the guard took a look, oh, "New Weekly", let it go immediately.

Xue Fang was at a loss and said: "Can we recruit people here? They will definitely look down on our small unit."

"Then you can see how I recruit people." Su Chen was full of confidence.

After asking a few people, I took her straight to the office of the dean of the journalism department.

Hand in your business card first.

"Hello, director, we are from "New Weekly", and this is our president, Comrade Xue Fang."

The director looked up at the two of them, nodded and smiled: "I know your magazine, and we have always subscribed to your magazine, please sit down."

After the two of them sat down, he asked again: "I don't know if the two little comrades are here with us today. What's the matter?"

"It's like this, mainly we want to do a special article about us journalists in school."

Su Chen explained, "I hope the public can know whether our students from the Journalism Department of the National People's University will go to this career after graduation, and then ask them their views on journalism."

Xue Fang was at a loss, didn't she come to recruit people?

Why did it become a special article again?

The director shook his head: "There may not be many people engaged in it, because we don't have many students, and many local units are full. If we want to arrange a newcomer without the slightest experience, the local units are not willing to ask for it, especially if they want to stay in Beijing. For the kind, some units can’t even get a quota.”

"This..." Su Chen sighed softly, "This is really not good. If you can't stay in Beijing, many people may not want to pursue this major."

"Yes." The director also sighed.

"Director, do you think this is okay? Our unit is affiliated with the "Jingcheng Daily". Although we are not under the control of the "Jingcheng Daily" and have nothing to do with them, our work content is basically the same."

Su Chen looked regretful, "It's not good if these future journalists are unemployed like this, we can free up a few jobs, it's nothing more than adding a few desks.

If you think it is suitable, you can ask for help. If you are willing to go, we will provide food and housing, and you will be paid every month, but there is no establishment.

But if you can have more work experience, you can also gain experience after graduation and go to a large company. Do you think this is the reason? "

The director's eyes lit up: "That's fine. I've read your magazines, and they're not just speculations. They're arranged for field trips, and even went to the frontier. If you are willing to provide this, I'm really grateful."

At the end, he asked again: "How many positions can you provide?"

Su Chen pushed the stunned Xue Fang from behind: "President, how many positions can we spare?"

"Five." Xue Fang came back to her senses.

No wonder he said how to recruit people for such a small unit was originally a matter of asking others, but now it makes others feel grateful for him.

"Okay, I'll ask. If anyone is willing to go, I'll let them go to the magazine to report." The director smiled.

"Excuse me, director, I have an idea. I wrote it based on the students who joined our unit. In this way, it can be regarded as adding to their qualifications. What do you think?" Su Chen asked.

The director pondered for a while: "That's fine, but you can't write about anyone alone, you have to write all of them."

"it is good."

After leaving the National People's Congress, Su Chen said: "Isn't this a good arrangement? You should vacate your office space as soon as possible. Anyway, it's all about the editors, as long as they can write a few manuscripts."

"I see." Xue Fang nodded.

He sent her to the magazine office, and as soon as he went upstairs, he saw a woman with her head bandaged, but she only saw her back and didn't know who it was.

When she turned her face away, Su Chen was taken aback: "Xu You? Where did you fall?"

"Su Chen, my brother has been imprisoned, can you help us find a solution?" Seeing Su Chen, Xu You said anxiously: "He just stabbed someone..."

(End of this chapter)