Rebirth to 90s: Start from Scratch

Arranging Kong Zhengye to print at Yihua, Zhang Qianxiu still had some psychological burden in his mind.

But Kong Zhengye really seemed to be a good candidate. Now Zhang Qianxiu couldn't find a more suitable person. In addition, Kong Zhengye needed a way to make money quickly. Letting him do it seemed to be helping him.

After the three of Kong Zhengye's master and apprentice left, Zhang Qianxiu tapped his head lightly and murmured, "It's all my own choice!"

Zhang Qianxiu closed the door and drove straight to Zuoming County.

This time I went to Zuoming County, mainly to make it clear to Yao Bin personally that Yao Bing retreated to the second-in-command position, in charge of the operation of the factory, responsible for the production, quality, administration, warehouse and other departments, and after Kong Zhengye passed. , Zhang Qianxiu wants to hand over the business and financial work to Kong Zhengye, which can be regarded as trust in him.

Of course, these two departments still need to be managed by departments, and Kong Zhengye will not be directly in charge.

In any case, Kong Zhengye must act as a person and "top leader", regardless of whether his "top leader" is nominal or actual, he must do it, and if something happens in the future, he will have to top it.

Zhang Qianxiu's only concern now is whether Kong Zhengye has the management ability.

To Yihua Printing.

Yao Bin was surprised that Zhang Qianxiu had time to come over: "Boss, are the posters not enough?"

Yao Bin's happiest thing recently is that the poster business is getting better and better, and it has almost become the main business of the printing house.

Factory direct sales, for the retail industry, was originally a dimensionality reduction blow.

Zhang Qianxiu shook his head: "No, I didn't care much about the poster. Chen Xianggui will contact you then. I am here to discuss something with you. Let's go to the office and talk about it!"

Yao Bin thought that Zhang Qianxiu had any way to make money.

Two people entered the office.

Yao Bin poured tea for Zhang Qianxiu and asked, "Boss, what's the matter?"

Zhang Qianxiu thought about it for a moment and said, "Director Yao, originally, to keep you here, I promised to give you the top position."

"However, I need to borrow a loan from the factory. If something happens, the top leader will be held responsible."

"So, I want to put you in the second-in-command position and arrange for another person to come over."

"The shares given to you still count. You will be in charge of the factory's production, quality, security, administration, warehouse and other departments. In short, in addition to business and finance, you are in charge of other things. You don't need to ask anyone."

"For business and finance, I will arrange another person to come over, and that person will be the number one leader."

"In nominal terms, although you are divided into primary and secondary, in fact you are in charge of each and cooperate with each other."

"The main purpose of this is to not want you to bear any risk in that loan."

Yao Bin was silent, he didn't know whether Zhang Qianxiu was true or not.

Asking him to retreat from the position of No. 1 to No. 2, he still feels a little unhappy, and tentatively asked: "How much will that loan be?"

"About ten million yuan." Zhang Qianxiu said, "If it doesn't, the factory will definitely have someone but responsible."

Hearing the ten million yuan, Yao Bin immediately believed Zhang Qianxiu's words and asked him to be the leader, and if he was responsible for the ten million yuan, he estimated that he would not be able to sleep well.

Yao Bin has a wife and children, but he doesn't want to go in and squat.

"Boss, what do you want to borrow so much money for?" Yao Bin persuaded: "If the interest is high, we can definitely borrow less."

Zhang Qianxiu said: "You don't need to control this. The factory still needs to be managed well. I want to run away without a loan and throw the factory away."

"This ten million is useful for me. You'd better not ask about loans in the future. By that time, the loans may only be known to the people in your main management and finance department."

"You don't have to bear any responsibilities, just as if things haven't happened."

"The person I arranged to come over is called Kong Zhengye. He is still a good person, but he has not done any management. You will help him a little bit more in the future."

"By the way, there is one more thing. You can take three days to arrange the factory's work, and go to Beijing in these two days to help me register all the patents and brands."

The first thought in Yao Bin's mind was that Zhang Qianxiu would distract himself and what they would do in the factory.

But the money involved is too much, and Yao Bin doesn’t have that ambition. It’s better if he isn’t there, so that nothing happens later, and he has to take responsibility for himself: "Okay, I will make arrangements in the next few days."

Zhang Qianxiu added: "There is also the management of the factory. Try to have all the people in the management position during this period of time, so that it will be better managed at that time."

"Today, the factory must be on the right track, all positions must be filled, and then find ways to expand the business."

"Salesman, you can recruit if you have the right person. If you don't have the right person, just wait for the person I arrange to come over."

Yao Bin responded: "Okay, I see."

In the next two days, Zhang Qianxiu arranged for Kong Zhengye's two apprentices to go to Wanhui to learn how to make cakes.

Kong Zhengye went to Yihua Printing.

When Zhang Qianxiu went to meet Kong Zhengye, he found that he didn't have a lot of things, and the place he lived in was in tatters, but his father looked at him with good spirits.

Kong Zhengye introduced: "Boss Zhang, this is my father, Kong Daliang."

Kong Daliang showed a gentle smile: "Boss Zhang, hello! I really appreciate your taking care of our family."

Kong Daliang had to sit on the bed with limited mobility. When talking, he bent down slightly and bowed to Zhang Qianxiu.

"Kong Lao, you are polite, I am a junior, but I can't stand your gift." Zhang Qianxiu responded politely.

Zhang Qianxiu helped put the things of the Kong family and Kong Zhengye's two fathers and sons in the trunk of the car. Because he was going to help "move" today, he drove a van.

As soon as the things were put in the car, someone from the village came: "Kong Zhengye, where are the things you said?"

Kong Daliang's face suddenly became a little ugly, but he didn't say anything.

Kong Zhengye said politely: "Old Xu, it's all inside, you give me an estimate."

"Just these broken things in your house, I don't think it is bad. Estimate what the price is, and count it as one hundred yuan." Old Xu said impatiently.

Zhang Qianxiu didn't know what was going on, it was someone else's family, and he couldn't say anything.

Kong Zhengye asked, "What about the foundation of this old house?"

"I'm talking about the foundation. I think the tatters in your house are an eyesore." Old Xu curled his lips in disdain, "If you move all those things away, I'll still give you one hundred."

Kong Zhengye was silent for a while and said: "Three hundred! My foundation is big."

"One hundred and five, that's the price." Old Xu glanced at Zhang Qianxiu, and then said: "Or you and your boss can predict a little money and pay my account back, and I don't want your shabby place."

When Kong Zhengye heard this, he hurriedly said: "Then count as one hundred and five, and you still owe you eight hundred and five, and I will pay you back as soon as possible."

Zhang Qianxiu probably heard what was going on. Kong Zhengye should have owed this old Xu a thousand yuan. Kong Zhengye was still not up, and now he was going to work with himself, so he sold the house for 150 yuan.

Zhang Qianxiu glanced at Kong Daliang. Kong Daliang's eyes had been on the somewhat dilapidated house, and he was probably reluctant to give up.

Zhang Qianxiu bent over, took out a purse from the car, took out a stack of money, ordered ten, and handed it to Kong Zhengye: "Master Kong, take it and use it first."

Kong Zhengye quickly said: "Boss Zhang, I can't ask for your money. I already owe a lot of money, and I don't know when I can pay it back."

Old Xu estimated that he really didn’t like the house of Kong Zhengye’s family. One hundred and five were too expensive. He said, “Kong Zhengye, the little boss is not bad for these hundreds of thousands of dollars. What are you pretending to be? Don’t I have to pay back the money from the little boss?"

When the creditor said this, Kong Zhengye's face was a bit ugly, but he didn't say anything, just shook his head to Zhang Qianxiu: "Thank you, Boss Zhang, for your kindness. I understand it."

Zhang Qianxiu said: "I think Mr. Kong still cares about this house. I don't need any interest. It's not the same as if you change this big brother or pay me back? You can keep this old house."

Kong Zhengye suddenly hesitated, glanced at the old father in the car, gritted his teeth, and took the money from Zhang Qianxiu: "Thank you, Boss Zhang, I can't speak, and I am obliged to do things about Boss Zhang in the future."

Zhang Qianxiu didn't expect that this one thousand dollars could completely buy a person's heart, but for Zhang Qianxiu, one thousand dollars was not a big money. It had a little effect, and it was a windfall.

Upon seeing this, Old Xu smiled happily: "Lao Kong, you have found a good boss. I think the little boss is also a magnificent person. You will definitely get better and better in the future."

Kong Zhengye handed the money to Old Xu: "Old Xu, click on it. If there is no problem, we will clean up the two."

Lao Xu took the money and ordered them twice, and checked the authenticity of each piece. After confirming that there was no problem, he took out a piece of paper and handed it to Kong Zhengye: "Lao Kong, I gave you the loan. It's cleared!"

"Yeah!" Kong Zhengye took the IOU, took a look, and was sure it was okay, so he tore it on the spot.

Old Xu left happily, and Kong Zhengye found a lock and locked the door of the house.

After getting in the car, Zhang Qianxiu asked, "Master Kong, how much do you still owe?"

"Twenty to thirty thousand." Kong Zhengye said.

Two to thirty thousand is not a decimal now. Compared to the twenty-first century, it is hundreds of thousands. At least from the perspective of making money, five thousand is not too difficult in the twenty-first century, but now it is five hundred and one. It’s already a very high income in just one month, and it’s hard to earn two hundred and fifty-one months.

For all employees in Shangjing, the average salary in 1990 was only 220 yuan. If the average salary of a private enterprise is taken into account, it is even lower than this.

Think about it in the 21st century. In Shanghai, in 2019, the average salary is 8,847 yuan a month. A non-technical person in a small county in the 18th tier has only three thousand a month, which is only one-third of the average salary in Beijing about.

In this way, you can think about what it means for an ordinary family of twenty to thirty thousand.

But from another point of view, Kong Zhengye's popularity is also pretty good, and he can actually borrow so much money. Now in the countryside, there are few people who can borrow three to five thousand.