roccoschili Chapter 260 This is the attitude Party B should have
Chapter 260 This is the attitude Party B should have
Bai Maowen was about to die of grievance.
He instigated Wang Youye to join a gang, so he was beaten.
It makes sense for Li Cunxi to do the same thing.
The mother-in-law's heart is drawn to her grandma's house.
"What's wrong, your expression means you think I'm wrong."
The Queen Mother asked in a cold voice.
"No, you're right. I'm just a hutong guy with nothing good in my stomach. Li Cunxi, the big boss, does everything right."
Bai Maowen said in a dull voice.
When the Queen Mother saw Bai Maowen's unconvinced look, she felt even more angry. She put her hands on her hips and continued to scold him.
Bai Xiaoyan touched her husband's arm.
Li Cunxi interrupted at the right time: "You guys are right. I asked Youye to form a clique, and I do have my own considerations."
After hearing this, the Queen Mother ignored Bai Maowen and looked at Li Cunxi, waiting for the next step.
Li Cunxi continued: "In rural areas, almost all families are headed by big surnames. The people in the village committee are basically from the clans with big surnames. The members of the village committee are also selected from several big surnames, each seeking the interests of their own clan. And your old Wang family is in the village. The population is not prosperous and we belong to a small family, so we have little say in the village and can easily be bullied."
"In order to make up for this, I asked Youye Fen to win over young people in the village and some retail investors who are as weak as the Wang family, and build a good relationship with the town leaders. I hope that Uncle Wang can be a leader in the next village committee election. Village director, use this to enhance the voice of your Wang family in the village."
After Wang Laoshi listened, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
Indeed it is.
In rural areas, major surnames hug each other to keep each other warm. Small households like them with a small population have no say at all in the village.
So before he came to the capital, he prepared for the worst.
If Li Cunxi can't solve the problem of grabbing shares, then his family will give up the shares, and the father and son will move to the capital and start over.
"As for someone snatching the shares of your cannery, don't worry. Although your Wang family hasn't waited until the election to become the village director, the people and leaders Youye can win over are still useful."
"Give me two days. After these two days, I will go to Shicheng in person to help you make use of these resources and improve the voice of your Wang family in the village."
The garment factory needs the help of Wang Laoshi and his son to maintain it.
The woolen mill must also rely on Wang Laoshi and his son to help maintain relations with the superiors.
So doing the Wang family a favor is also doing Li Cunxi a favor.
Of course, these things have a big premise.
That is to establish the prestige of the Wang family in the villages and towns.
The Wang family said one thing, but the villagers did not dare to say another thing, so as to ensure that his interests would not be violated in the future.
Think of this.
Li Cunxi began to miss his hometown.
The Li family is the most serious surname in the village, and his father's prestige in the Li family is not low, if it weren't for the fact that his hometown is too far away and transportation is inconvenient.
Li Cunxi will definitely base the factory in his hometown.
After the meal, everyone dispersed. Some watched TV, some sat in the courtyard chatting, and some listened to the radio in bed.
Li Cunxi hid in the study room in the front yard, writing furiously, and started writing the script.
If he were asked to choose one of the best movies in the 80s.
That "A Better Tomorrow" is his well-deserved No.1.
The release of this film also ushered in the era of gunfight films in Hong Kong.
He must read the "A Better Tomorrow" series almost every year, and can memorize all the lines and scenes. .
Therefore, the script was written silently. After writing it, he also drew some important storyboards. When Zhong Ling agreed to cooperate and liked the script, he would complete the detailed storyboards.
Besides.
He wrote several more songs, all of which were sensational songs in Hong Kong in the 89s and [-]s. They were also among the famous songs of many familiar kings and queens in the past.
In fact, he wanted to use his memory to list singers and artists who would become popular in the future and sign them to make money for him.
But after thinking about it, he felt that this was too mysterious and made him seem to be able to predict the future, so he finally gave up the idea.
After Zhong Ling is willing to partner with him to open an entertainment company, he will ask the other party to collect a list of potential artists, and he will then select some stars who will be quite successful in the future.
The next day.
Li Cunxi and Jin Wen drove straight to Jincheng. In the 80s, Jincheng's textile industry was very developed. There were six state-owned cotton spinning mills alone, and most of the fabrics in Beijing came from here.
The developed textile industry has naturally spawned many garment factories. Some are collective industries in districts and counties, and some are industries under the jurisdiction of cotton spinning mills.
What he came to today was a garment factory in the Jincheng district. Coincidentally, this factory was also an affiliated enterprise.
Yesterday, Li Cunxi couldn't find a place to process clothes, so he had to visit Lu Changgui, who had switched to collecting antiques. He had been in the garment industry for 20 years and must have some connections, which might be able to solve his urgent need.
Lu Changgui was interested. He took his contact book and started calling people one by one, and finally found the affiliated company in Jincheng.
Factory director Feng Tianxi is an old friend of Lu Changgui. He created a brand of his own and relied on the convenience provided by the government. In the past two years, he made a lot of money in Jincheng.
But this year, Feng Tianxi's factory has gone from bad to worse. Recently, it has been working one day and three days off, and has accumulated a pile of inventory of fabrics and ready-made clothes. Because they have no money to spend, the workers go to the district where they work every day to cause trouble.
Therefore, for Feng Tianxi, his list was like a sudden burst of rain after a long drought.
After asking for directions several times.
Li Cunxi came to this Tianxi Garment Factory.
now.
A middle-aged man was already waiting in front of the door. Workers were lined up on both sides. There was a banner hanging at the door of the factory that read, "Warmly welcome Comrade Li Cunxi to inspect our factory."
There was even a gong and drum team that started beating the moment the car approached.
Immediately afterwards, the firecrackers hanging on the factory door were also lit and crackled.
Jin Wen was a little confused: "Brother Xie, have we arrived at the liar's den?"
"This is the real attitude that Party B should have towards Party A. It's not like those grandsons in state-owned factories. We give them money and they set a bunch of rules for us."
Because of repeated rejections, Li Cunxi now has deep resentment towards state-owned factories.
After getting off.
Feng Tianxi came up quickly and enthusiastically held Li Cunxi's left hand with both hands: "Mr. Li, I have long admired your name. We two have to have a good drink today."
"Let's talk about the matter first. After signing the contract, I will definitely drink enough with Brother Feng."
Li Cunxi pulled his hand back without leaving a trace.
"Okay, just wait for Brother Li's words."
Feng Tianxi beat the snake and put it on the stick, and called Li Cunxi brothers.
Accompanied by Feng Tianxi, the two visited the garment factory.
The factory is not small, at least not smaller than Factory No. [-], because it was only built about four years ago and the equipment is brand new.
It’s just that the style of the clothes made is a bit off.