Chapter 34 Public Relations: Public Relations Personnel
Chapter 34 Public Relations: Public Relations Personnel
Seeing the steamers piled up on the eight-immortal table, nearly half a meter high, even the most well-mannered person couldn't help but swear.
"Thank you my foot! This is a teahouse, not a canteen!" Qiaoru snapped at Tietou, then noticed the bald man next to her was eating even more. "And who's this idiot?"
"Sister Ru, my name is Arong, and I'm the factory manager hired by Young Master Yuan." Arong slurped down a plate of stir-fried beef noodles and called out to Tie Tou.
"Factory my ass! Do you think I'm new to this world?" Qiaoru cursed, hands on her hips. "Baldy and lame, you'd be better off as a night watchman, not a factory manager!"
As the saying goes, "He who eats another's food is bound to him," so Ah Rong awkwardly lowered his head, not daring to retort.
Meanwhile, the quick-witted Tie Tou had already picked up a bowl of congee and hid by the window, slurping it down.
After scolding the two good-for-nothings, Qiaoru's anger subsided considerably.
Most importantly, she noticed that Lin Yuanshan remained calm throughout, looking at the newspaper in his hand.
Based on Arong's self-introduction and Lin Yuanshan's family background as he first came, this is a summary of the information provided.
Qiaoru pulled out a chair and sat down opposite him again: "That bastard said you hired him as the factory manager."
Don't tell me you're planning to open your own factory after less than three days on the job.
"You got it right!" Upon hearing this, Lin Yuanshan put down his newspaper and briefly explained his agreement with Xu Neng to Qiaoru.
Upon hearing that this young man had actually secured an OEM contract with Yellow River Plastics, it was astonishing.
Qiaoru couldn't resist secretly pinching her thigh under the table to check if she was hearing things.
"Ah Yuan, this is not something to joke about." Qiao Ru lit a peppermint to relieve the pain and looked at Lin Yuanshan seriously: "As far as I know, Yellow River Plastics has long stopped outsourcing its processing."
Because the quality control of the OEM products has never met Mr. Li's requirements;
Therefore, he later acquired those small factories that were doing OEM manufacturing for Yellow River Plastics one by one.
You've only been at work for less than three days, and you might not even see Boss Li yet.
"I don't believe you can get Yellow River Plastics to make an exception. Besides, look at the person you've hired; he doesn't seem like factory manager material at all."
After being repeatedly denied by this woman, Ah Rong couldn't help but retort, "Sister Ru, I really was a factory manager, for a full three years!"
"How many factories do you manage, and how many people do you have under you?" Qiaoru turned her head to look at him, her two willow-leaf eyebrows like knives.
Ah Rong was startled and awkwardly held up one finger: "One factory building, one person."
Qiaoru looked at Lin Yuanshan: "Where did you find this gem from?"
"Sister Ru." Lin Yuanshan picked up his tea tongs and placed a cup of tea in front of Qiaoru: "Even a clever woman can't cook without rice. Do you think I don't want to go to Jardine Matheson and poach a few foreign bosses to work for me?"
That's it, we don't have enough money.
Although Ah Rong was bald, lame, and walked with a stagger, which was a little unsightly.
But its advantage is that it's cheap.
"Look, he has extensive work experience and is familiar with industry rules. He's offering a monthly salary of 120 yuan, excluding meals and accommodation. What more could you want?"
"Daban" means senior manager, a leader in management in a certain industry.
Taking the opportunity, Tie Tou complained, "I don't even have a base salary yet."
This sentence was selectively ignored by Lin Yuanshan and Qiaoru.
Upon learning that Lin Yuanshan's resignation was not impulsive but genuine, Qiaoru was no longer angry.
Seeing that she changed her sitting posture, Lin Yuanshan continued, "As for why I was able to get the contract manufacturing from Director Xu?"
That's because I recycle the waste materials from their factory, and then sell the finished products to them at the same low price.
My factory is essentially an affiliated factory under the supervision of Yellow River Plastics.
Aside from earning a meager living through hard work, the meat was still sitting in the pot, so naturally they agreed.
Qiaoru chuckled: "Someone like you would be a subordinate?"
With an expression that said, "I saw right through you," Qiaoru stared at Lin Yuanshan with disdain.
Unfortunately, Lin Yuanshan's skin was very thick; no matter how much she scraped, his face didn't turn red.
Qiaoru stubbed out her cigarette and looked away. "Alright, tell me, what do you need my help with?"
Seeing that she had given in, Lin Yuanshan didn't expose their meeting. The woman was so angry that she didn't give him a chance to speak.
Because he knew that Qiaoru must have received news of his resignation from that sworn brother in advance.
Two hundred dollars can get a gang leader to manage a factory's supervisory position, and that position is in a key warehouse location.
Who would believe the other party didn't have ulterior motives?
Now, I won't give the other party the opportunity to take advantage of me.
Within three days, he resigned immediately. That big boss Chao Yongyi, whose scheme had failed, was definitely unhappy.
Qiaoru blushed slightly, a rare occurrence for her, and then immediately displayed her skill in using sophistry: "Didn't I treat you to a meal?"
Look at these two good-for-nothings under your command, they've eaten so much food, my work for at least three days has been for nothing!
"Alright, alright, we're even." Lin Yuanshan raised his right hand, turned around and called to Arong: "Arong, tell Sister Ru how big the factory we found is, and how many people we need to start work besides the three of us and Xiaotu."
Knowing that his boss was giving him a chance to prove his abilities, Ah Wing put down his chopsticks and said seriously, "Half an hour ago, I was entrusted by my boss to take over a 300-square-foot factory in the back alley of 117 Tung Chau Street, Sham Shui Po."
We currently need: one waste sorting worker (male, monthly salary 100 yuan); two scrap handling workers (male or female, 105 yuan for male, 90 yuan for female); and four female assemblers of plastic flowers (under 30 years old, piece-rate pay; women over 30 years old, monthly salary 100 yuan).
After saying all this in one breath, Arong retreated behind Lin Yuanshan.
As someone accustomed to dealing with people, Qiaoru immediately understood that if they wanted to support a small 300-square-foot factory by employing just a few people, even the boss, Lin Yuanshan, would probably have to do the work himself.
"I suggest you hire female workers as much as possible."
"Because female workers are paid a little less than male workers." After a moment's calculation, Qiaoru looked at Lin Yuanshan seriously: "Do you have any other requests?"
"I trust you, Sister Ru, to choose the workers, so you can arrange it." Lin Yuanshan tapped his cigarette ash and brought up the topic they had discussed before: "I need to go to the Tax Bureau's Business Registration Office, the Tax Bureau's Business Registration Office, and the Trade and Industry Department this afternoon to complete the relevant procedures for this factory."
It will likely open for business within three to five days at the latest.
I hope Sister Ru can help me find a reliable Chaozhou-style bank; I need to take out a loan.
"No problem!" This time, Qiaoru did not refuse and agreed very readily: "You are in the manufacturing industry, so even if you don't have a factory, let alone a factory."
"Just because you can get OEM manufacturing from Yellow River Plastics gives you the right to get loans from banks owned by people in the plastics industry."
Having finally settled the most crucial point, Lin Yuanshan stood up, smiled, and extended his right hand: "Sister Ru, thank you very much. I'll stay at the same place for now, hoping to hear good news from you soon."
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