Rebirth of the Powerful

Chapter 52

His income is also considered quite a lot. He has a monthly income of one hundred and ten yuan in a trading company, and there is also a sales commission. If he has nothing to do, he will do some private work in the name of the company and sell some counterfeit and shoddy goods.

However, he loves to make friends and spends a lot of money. After two or three years of work, he has only saved a thousand dollars, which is far behind Xia Xiaoluo's assets.

He asked with trepidation: "It can't be... It can't be my brother-in-law's embezzlement, right? I didn't expect that he looks honest, and if he doesn't do it, he will do it. If he does it, it will be a big deal!"

Xia Xiaoluo kicked his ass lightly and said, "What are you thinking? Do you think my father is just like you? I can't get out of money, so poor that all I have left is money!"

Wang Dali was not angry, he usually liked to tease the poor, but this was the first time he had heard of such a witty saying of "the only money left for the poor", and he admired Xia Xiaoluo even more.

Xia Xiaoluo roughly talked about how he, Tian Fengcai, and He Shiyun made a fortune by selling books signed by "Zhuangyuan Notes".

Hearing the praise of Wang Dali, an old money fan, he was very moved. I only blamed myself for not studying hard, otherwise we would make a lot of money with the "Number One Scholar's Notebook"!

Talking and laughing, the two of them had already made a plan.

The company registration is suspended first, and now the registration of private companies is also very troublesome.

According to the regulations at the time, the registered capital of the company required at least 5 yuan, and Xia Xiaoluo's financial resources were not enough.

Besides, registration requires tax payment, which is also a thankless thing.

The two agreed to draft a company's articles of association first, and write down the capital contribution, shareholders and other matters.

To put it bluntly, it is to use the company's mechanism to do self-employed work.

Xia Xiaoluo instructed Wang Dali to say, "My father will soon be the deputy director of the Health Bureau. Although he has not been lowered, he has passed the inspection of the organization department. I don't want us to waste a little money just to make my father go bad." reputation."

Wang Dali was also very happy to hear that his brother-in-law Xia Jindong was going to turn a native chicken into a phoenix soon, although he looked down on this brother-in-law who was honest and ignorant and only knew how to study hard.

But now and then, his brother-in-law is going to be promoted soon, and Wang Dali also wants to be honored by himself.

Xia Xiaoluo continued: "Besides, our business has not been taken care of by my father, and we are not government officials, we rely on our own ability to make money. Therefore, we must not say that it is my business to the outside world, and we must not expose my shareholders. We only write out your identity in the company's articles of association, and on other occasions, you are the boss."

In fact, in the case of such unsound financial and personnel systems, it is far from the requirements of the modern enterprise system.

We must know that how to prevent professional managers from violating shareholders' rights and interests, hollowing out enterprises and moral hazards of managers is a major problem in the field of management in the 21st century.

Due to the emergence of professional managers, company ownership and management rights are separated, but what shareholders pursue is the maximization of the company's interests, while individual managers pursue the appreciation and value expression of their own human capital. Therefore, in the face of conflicts between interests and values , at the time of system and moral choices, managers may "hollow out" the company for personal gain.

So much so that in order to solve various problems arising from the principal-agent relationship between shareholders and managers, a discipline called "corporate governance" was born, that is, corporate governance.

However, at this time, Xia Xiaoluo was not worried about this problem, because the stall was still small, and Wang Dali was also full of enthusiasm for starting a business, and it was time to work together wholeheartedly.

Of course, when the company has developed to a certain stage, facing the temptation of huge profits, Wang Dali may do something that violates professional ethics.

After all, there is a saying that is good, not to betray, it is because the temptation is not enough.

But even if this happens, Xia Xiaoluo can easily restrain Wang Dali, the so-called "professional manager". After all, the whole set of institutional arrangements for motivating and restraining professional managers in the 21st century has been perfected.

Now, Xia Xiaoluo is going to use the grass troupe to sing a good show.

After Xia Xiaoluo gave her orders, she sat on the wicker chair and looked at the high blue sky. The white clouds hung in the blue sky like cotton candy, and the water in the pond sparkled with golden light.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon on a certain day in July 1990, the sky was high and the clouds were light, infinitely high and far away.

He lived in a fiery era, located in a small village on the plains that was inconspicuous on the map of China.

Let's start from here, Xia Xiaoluo thought.

He sat by the pond until six o'clock in the afternoon, and it was a little dark before he returned to his uncle Xia Jinzhou's house.

While eating dinner, Wang Dali pretended to be a small Wenzhou private business owner again, and said, "Mr. Xia, I've thought about it. Well, it's about investing in the village. I still want to invest a little."

"What? What did you say?" Xia Jinzhou asked in amazement, as if he couldn't believe Wang Dali's words.

These days, Xia Jinzhou has been a little bored with the Wenzhou private owner in front of him. With the wisdom and intuition of a farmer, he feels that this Wenzhou private owner has no dry goods in his pocket, and the old Xiazhuang can't get any benefits from him.

Seeing his arrogant and lazy appearance of eating and drinking for nothing, the upright village head looked down on him.

All his life, he advocated working hard to get rich, being a man of duty, and said in his heart, if you want to take off that suit, how are you different from the lazy idlers in the village?

He thought to himself, this fifth younger brother Xia Jindong has always been reliable in his work and done things well, why did he make such a number one friend? When Jindong comes back, he must be beaten. friend?

Originally, he had already despaired of Wang Dali's investment in the old Xiazhuang, but he didn't expect him to say such a thing again.

Wang Dali puffed out his stomach, and smiled generously: "I'm going to place an order for your closed garment factory, and it's a big order. You have work to do!"

This sentence is quite light-hearted.

Xia Jinzhou was overjoyed, and tightly held Wang Dali's hand with a pair of rough thugs, and said, "Boss Wang, thank you, the old Xiazhuang depends on you to become rich and well-off!"

Wang Dali enjoyed Xia Jinzhou's gratitude and respect, waved his hand very calmly, and said, "It's a small matter... easy to talk about, easy to talk about."

Xia Xiaoluo looked at his uncle Xia Jinzhou, and found that his eyes were red with tears, obviously excited because he could change the poor and backward appearance of the old Xiazhuang.

He made a lot of efforts and attempts to change the old Xiazhuang in his life, but all ended in failure.

But he never gave up, and firmly believed that he would find a way out.

At this time, he saw hope again, as if a dying person caught a life-saving straw, how could he not be excited?

Xia Xiaoluo couldn't help sighing that in the 1990s, farmers in China were most eager to change their own destiny, material and cultural living conditions, and that desire could burn all shackles like a raging flame.

Therefore, it can be understood that many of China's reforms are bottom-up and gradual reforms.

In order to change their living conditions, many farmers have made many pioneering attempts, liberated productivity, improved production efficiency, and achieved good results, which were then recognized by the central government and promoted nationwide.

Therefore, if China's reform is not designed by any one, but has its internal logic and motivation, otherwise it will be water without a source and a tree without roots.

On the contrary, Xia Qingtian snorted coldly. Recently, he has been displeased with this pretentious Wenzhou boss. He thought, isn't it just a few stinky money?

After dinner, Xia Xiaoluo moved Uncle Xia Jinzhou's favorite rocking chair under the big locust tree in the yard to enjoy the shade.

Xia Jinzhou took his aunt and Xia Qingtian to clean the sewing machines of the village garment factory. He was alone in the yard, and he rarely enjoyed this rare tranquility.

Looking at the sky above the four corners of the courtyard, the stars are shining, dazzling and beautiful, and the distant Milky Way is like a faint milky stream flowing out of an overturned cup, with a faint milky white color.

The vastness and distance of the starry sky made Xia Xiaoluo feel that the world was very open, and she couldn't help but feel at ease. The cool wind blowing from the southeast carried the faint smell of aquatic plants in the pond.

How long has it been since you felt this quiet village?

Feng'er caressed him gently like a soft little hand.

In the pond in front of the yard, the frogs are singing a noisy symphony cheerfully, but the noise is not annoying, and the unknown bugs in the yard are also humming, which shows the unique vitality and vitality of the countryside.

In a big city, you don't feel this alive anyway.

Last night he spent a whole night of tossing around, and this morning he went to the countryside to get pigs again. He has been running non-stop all day, and he is tired all over.

At the same time, he was also aware of his mediocre physique, and when he had more time in the future, he wanted to learn more Shaolin Kungfu from his cousin Xia Qingtian.

He doesn't want to be more powerful, as long as he can strengthen his body, he will be even more overjoyed if he can defend himself.

Because before his rebirth, his physique was poor, he was hunched over, and he was short-sighted, so he was always in a sub-healthy state.

In a daze, he leaned against the back of the rocking chair and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but he just felt the cool wind blowing past, and he felt a little chilly in his body.

However, he was too sleepy, and he was unwilling to get up and cover himself with a blanket, curling up to resist the slight cold.

Suddenly he felt that a blanket or quilt was covered by someone, and there was a faint fragrance like musk, which made him feel refreshed for a while, even when he was extremely tired, he was refreshed.

He opened his eyes slightly, squinted, and saw a pretty face under the reflection of the starlight, with a faint blue light like porcelain, and a pair of big black eyes focused on him.

He squinted his eyes and didn't move, wanting to see the movements of Liu Yue, the owner of this pair of wonderful eyes.

She sighed leisurely, turned around, moved slowly, and walked towards the gate of the yard.