The richest man Yang Fei

Su Tong was confused when he was concerned, and he hummed: "Let's go!"

The two took a taxi and hurried to the Nanhua factory in a hurry.

Yang Fei drove and soon arrived outside the gate of Nanhua Factory.

He didn't get out of the car, and saw that the factory door was closed, and there were many workers sitting outside the door.

The factory stopped production, the workers had nothing to do, and they still came to work habitually, but they could only sit outside the factory and chat.

Yang Fei only worked for half a month in the Nanhua factory.

Counting the half a year in the previous life, it is not too long in total.

Most of the workers in the factory are not familiar with him, nor do they have any deep friendship.

In other words, what does the life and death of the Nanhua Plant have to do with him?

The reform of state-owned enterprises is now in the stage of crossing the river by feeling the stones. There are many different opinions on the direction of reform, and ideas often collide with sparks.

This is a piece of gold and a hot potato. Even if you get it cheaply now, it will be enough to drink a pot after the fall.

As far as Yang Fei knows, later generations have liquidated a large number of people who embezzled state assets.

Therefore, Yang Fei would rather build a factory by himself than to pick up this ready-made cheap one.

Unless the government begged him to buy it, that's another matter.

As for the whereabouts of these nearly [-] employees, the government has to worry about it.

The wall fell down and everyone pushed it down. Once the daily chemical factory stopped production, all kinds of creditors came to ask for it.

The inventory was not sold, the arrears for raw materials could not be repaid, and the wages could not be paid. Various cooperative manufacturers also came to the door to demand payment, and more and more people were collecting debts in front of the factory.

This is the same as the run on the bank. Once there is something wrong, everyone will step on you and make you die faster, without giving you a chance to breathe.

Yang Fei glanced at the factory gate, the car stopped for a while, and drove forward to the dormitory area.

Once the Nanhua Plant stops production, the nearby enterprises that rely on the Nanhua Plant for survival will have to find another way of life.

Associated with the impact, there are also nearby commercial streets.

The street with a lot of traffic in the past is now dead silent, most of the doors are closed, and even the video studio is closed.

Movie theaters and dance halls are also empty.

Yang Fei returned to the dormitory.

The room was still the same as when he left it, only with a thick layer of dust.

After he entered the room, he always felt that something was missing. After thinking about it, he realized that he hadn't found Jiang Hanying's letter.

When we parted at Shanghai last time, she was clearly reluctant to part and said she would write to him.

Yang Fei has been very busy recently, so he didn't go back to the dormitory.

However, if there are any letters from him, they will definitely be stuffed into his room.

"Hehe!" Yang Fei couldn't help laughing at himself, "I didn't care whether she wrote letters or not for so long, which means that in my heart, this person is no longer important. Now that she has no letters, why should I be sad?"

"Perhaps, that day in Shanghai, he just saw an old friend for the first time, and the little girl was inevitably a little excited, right? Afterwards, she forgot about it and didn't remember it, and she didn't remember me!"

Yang Fei didn't have anything to pack, just a few old clothes, stuffed them into the box randomly, and carried them out the door.

When he came to the doorman, Yang Fei handed over the key to the doorman, saying that he had resigned and checked out.

Without the skin, how can the hair be attached?

As for the resignation procedure, it doesn't matter if it is done or not!arrive

Before leaving the reception room, Yang Fei couldn't help but asked, "Master, do you have a letter from me? My name is Yang Fei."

The uncle is also a person who is about to be laid off, and he is not impatient. He conscientiously stands on the last shift, carefully browses the backlog of mails, and shakes his head.

"Thank you uncle, goodbye uncle!"

Yang Fei came out, looked back at the dormitory area, and said in his heart, goodbye, Nanhua Factory!Goodbye, my past!

When he passed the factory gate again, Yang Fei saw the chaos over there, a group of workers, angry, and he didn't know who was talking around.

Yang Fei didn't want to meddle, he glanced twice, and was about to speed up and leave.

Suddenly, he vaguely saw that Su Tong was inside!

Why is senior sister here?

Isn't she in Wanhua Building?

Others can ignore it, but Su Tong can't.

Yang Fei pulled over and stopped, and walked over quickly.

Chapter 118 Little Star

"It's not what you think! The shutdown of Nanhua Plant has nothing to do with us!" Surrounded by the crowd, Su Tong couldn't escape. He was trying to explain, but at the same time he was anxiously looking for Yang Fei, for fear that something might happen to him. Accident.

Yang Fei strode over, took Su Tong's hand, turned around and walked out.

"Isn't this Yang Fei?" Someone recognized him and shouted, "Don't go!"

More than a dozen workers immediately rushed in front of Yang Fei and blocked his way.

"Boss!" Su Tong was relieved to see that he was fine, but also worried about the matter in front of him.

Yang Fei squeezed her hand, nodded firmly, and signaled that everything was with me.

Su Tong's hanging heart relaxed inexplicably.

She believed that as long as Yang Fei was around, there would be no problem he couldn't solve.

Yang Fei was calm, glanced at everyone, and said lightly: "I know what you want to ask. I will only answer one sentence! Long before I underwrote the inventory of Nanhua Factory, Nanhua Factory was facing production suspension for rectification. These few Yue, if I hadn't been selling the products of Nanhua Factory, this factory would have been finished long ago!"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help being startled.

Yang Fei waved his hand and said: "I did build my own factory! However, my factory is still under construction and has not been put into production! The products have not been produced, and we have no goods to sell now, so how can we use our products? , to destroy your products? Therefore, you suspect that my factory forced the shutdown of the Nanhua factory. This is a false proposition, and it doesn’t exist at all! Whoever made the rumor, you go to whom to argue.”

The employees were aggressive and wanted to blow Yang Fei's head off.

Hearing his remarks, he suddenly became silent.