Becoming a Rich Man from Siberia

The entire farm is arranged like this, only Aunt Irina's position and responsibilities remain unchanged.

But in the future, a full-time chef will be hired, and Aunt Irina will only cook for everyone in the villa from now on.

Newly recruited employees will be arranged in staff dormitories.

There are already more than ten people living in the staff dormitory outside the villa. If there are more female employees in the future, another one may have to be built. However, I, Ye Feng, think that there won't be too many people living on the farm, and it's best to move them all to Haizi City. It can also be regarded as a contribution to Haizi City's goal of 50 million permanent residents.

"Well, today's production meeting is over. You should all think carefully about what kind of employees you want to recruit in the future."

"If you have suitable relatives or friends, you can recruit them. But I want to warn you all about one thing. No matter what the relationship is, I hope you don’t treat farm work as a joke. If I find out one day, I will definitely take action!"

"Uncle Petrov did a good job in this regard. Although he recruited many of his acquaintances and relatives for the farm, they were all very capable and made contributions to the farm."

"So I hope that you have a benchmark in mind when you recruit!"

"That's it, meeting adjourned!"

People walked out of the meeting room in twos and threes. Ye Feng's last words made them feel a chill in their hearts. As the boss's industry continued to expand, the farm became more and more formal, and the boss's momentum became more and more powerful!

And the last sentence more or less dispelled their idea of just finding a few people to do the work. They must find reliable people!

After all, the current job has a high salary and good benefits. No one wants to lose this job for others!

After the meeting, Fara followed Ye Feng to the villa lobby and sat down, asking:

"Dad, why don't you arrange a job for me?"

Ye Feng said with a smile:

"Isn't it a few days before school starts? You are still young, and you can't do the job assigned to you now!"

"You just need to learn from Sister Vera now. She will be talking to someone about the Red Star Processing Factory incident these days, so you should take a good look!"

"No one in your freshman year has such a good internship opportunity like you!"

Vera pouted and said angrily:

"How am I small?"

He said as he puffed out his chest.

Ye Feng took a look and it seemed that he was not small.

"And I think I can handle a lot of jobs!"

"At least I can share some of Sister Chris's work!"

Ye Feng said earnestly:

"Although Chris's job is not too difficult, it is still very complicated, and my expectation for you is not to work in finance!"

"If you like it, there will be more suitable positions for you on the farm in the future!"

"Also, if you really want to work on a farm, then study hard, graduate early, and then you can come work on the farm!"

"However, you need to graduate early with excellent grades. Our farm will only recruit the best talents in the future!"

Fara compromised.

"Okay, I will study hard and strive to graduate as soon as possible!"

Ye Feng nodded with satisfaction:

""Okay, weird, this is a good kid!"

Ye Feng always felt that his tone was a bit like coaxing an elementary school student when he said this, but Vera was seriously lacking in this aspect.

Kaili must let go and let himself train her well.

Otherwise, it will be too easy for her to get into trouble due to lack of social experience in the future.

Fortunately, she seems to have made obvious progress recently. She is not as cute as before, and her dress seems to be closer to Vera Chris and the others.

Although she still can't hide her loli temperament, it is much better than the ignorant one when I first met her!

Thinking of this, I feel a sense of cultivation.

Ye Feng silently chanted two Amitabha in his heart and didn't think about anything else.

In the blink of an eye, another two days passed. This morning, several people came to the farm.

The leader was Ye Feng met Korolev, the manager of the Red Star Meat Food Processing Plant, a few days ago.

Korolev talked to Ye Feng on the phone before he came. He said that he had already dealt with several other major shareholders.

Ye Feng asked them to come to the farm to discuss matters.

Vera originally wanted to go to Irkutsk, but Ye Feng still chose to stay at the farm because it was an attitude.

Wouldn't it be more psychologically advantageous to negotiate as a master?

And it was indeed these people who needed him.

Ye Feng took them into the villa and talked about things in the conference room first.

Aunt Irina had gone to prepare lunch.

Vera, Chrissy, and Farah accompanied Ye Feng. They were all beautiful women, and the eyes of the men brought by Korolev were all staring.

Korolev said:

"Mr. Ye Feng, these are some of the larger individual shareholders of our Red Star Processing Plant. After you talked to me last time, I informed them and they are also willing to talk to you."

"This is Ivan, Gaza, Vladimir, Nikolai."

Korolev introduced several people to Ye Feng one by one. They all looked like uncles, in their fifties.

The names of Luosha people were also very repetitive. Names like Ivan and Nikolai were like Chinese names like Xiaoming and Xiaoli. After everyone sat down, Ye Feng got straight to the point:

"Welcome to Haizi Farm, everyone. I know why you are here today."

"The shares you hold now have no income, and the Red Star Processing Plant will not see any improvement, so I think the shares you hold are junk shares!"

"The best thing for you now is to transfer your shares to me, and I will divest 30% of your debts!"

No one expected Ye Feng to be so disrespectful right from the start.

The other four people except Korolev looked uneasy, and the one called Vladimir said:

"Mr. Ye, if this is a negotiation, then we think you should give us at least some respect! The shares we hold are not junk shares!"

"He has his value. According to the current market value of the Red Star Processing Plant, every 1% of the shares is 25 million rubles, and each of us has at least 5% of the shares!"

Ye Feng laughed:

"But can you sell the shares you hold?"

"No!"

Then Ye Feng leaned forward, asked and answered himself, and then said to Vladimir in an oppressive manner:

"Not only can you not, you can't even merge your respective shares!"

"In order to prevent you from exercising centralized control, evading debts, and passing the mess on to the Irkutsk authorities, they have even cut off your path to share mergers!"

"If it is state-controlled, the Irkutsk government still has some advantages, but if you merge the shares and turn it into private ownership, it will be a real mess!"

"So I don’t think the shares you hold are of much value, but if I say they are garbage, I would be exaggerating!"