The richest man Yang Fei

"Dewey! Don't be presumptuous!" Yang Fei said in a deep voice, "The security guard did the right thing. It's his duty to check passing vehicles and pedestrians."

"I'm sorry, boss, I didn't manage my subordinates well." Dewey bent over and smiled.

The security guard was stunned by Dewey's slap, five clear finger marks appeared on his face, he stood up covering his face, and kept bowing to Yang Fei: "I'm sorry, boss, I didn't know it was you."

Those who come here to work as security guards, even if they haven't seen Yang Fei's face, have heard of Yang Fei's legend.

In particular, Yang Fei's rectification of Xizhou bastards has become a good story.

For such a domineering president, how did the security guard stop his car just now?If the boss is angry, the consequences will be serious!Resigning your job is considered light, and throwing you into a frozen lake to test the water temperature is also possible.In this world, the strong have the final say!

Yang Fei patted his arm and said kindly: "You are fine, don't be nervous. Dewey, give him a promotion and a salary increase."

He knew that Dewey was loyal to him, but he also knew the style of this group of people. At the end, he added: "I'm serious, don't be obedient."

"Okay, boss!" Dewey quickly expressed his opinion after hearing this, and at the same time tugged at the security guard's sleeve, "I still haven't thanked the boss."

The security guard nodded and bent over: "Thank you boss!"

Yang Fei said to De Wei: "Are you in charge here? What about Ma Feng and the others?"

"I went hunting in the mountains. He said he wanted to hunt some wild game to improve the boss's life." Dewey laughed.

Yang Fei chuckled and said, "Well, it's hard for them to cover the mountains with heavy snow!"

Dewey said: "Snowy weather is also good. There are many wild animals that cannot run fast in the snow. They are also afraid of the cold and hide in their dens. As long as they know how to find a den, they can catch one."

Ma Feng's main job was to be Yang Fei's driver and bodyguard, and most of the security department's affairs were handled by Dewey.

Yang Fei unified the management of the security teams of several companies, and handed over the personnel rights to Ma Feng and Dewey. The wages are still settled in each branch. This way, the cross-management is more effective and flexible, and people can be transferred wherever they are needed. .

In fact, Dewey spent quite a lot of time with Yang Fei, and he could be regarded as a confidant, but he didn't appear on the scene like Ma Feng.

Yang Fei asked Dewey to drive in the car, and he walked to the conference room on foot. Before entering the door, he checked the time, and it was exactly 28:[-].

He opened the door and walked in. To his satisfaction, all the participants had arrived.

Seeing Yang Fei coming in, Wei Xinyuan and Tie Lianping all stood up, greeted in unison with smiling faces, and came to shake hands with Yang Fei.

Yang Fei smiled and shook hands with them one by one, everyone exchanged a few words, then asked everyone to sit down, and said: "I invite everyone to come over today, I have a few things to discuss. One is to talk about the welfare of the Chinese New Year."

Having said that, Yang Fei stopped talking and glanced at everyone.

When everyone heard the benefits, they immediately smiled and looked at Yang Fei with anticipation and hope.

Yang Fei threw out the word welfare, and after successfully arousing everyone's attention, he did not immediately talk about the specific content of welfare, but said: "The second is to talk about the hardening of the road."

Road hardening is also an expensive project. Such a project will definitely be handed over to the village, and the leadership is in the hands of the village cadres. Therefore, Tie Lianping has long been interested in this project. Hearing this, he said with a smile: " Boss Yang is really a good man, a good man, building bridges and roads will benefit all generations! I have discussed with the villagers, and after the road is repaired, a stone monument must be erected to praise your great achievements!"

Yang Fei waved his hands and said with a smile: "Isn't it too prominent? What can I do?"

Tie Lianping said: "This must be done. In our rural areas, anyone who contributes to building ancestral halls, roads, and schools should set up monuments to praise them. We want everyone to know about the good deeds and emulate them!"

Yang Fei chuckled, letting him make trouble, and suddenly his smile faded, and he said in a deep voice: "There is one more matter, which is related to the survival of the beautiful daily chemical factory, and also related to the future development of Taohua Village!"

These words were very serious, Tie Lianping and Wei Xinyuan's expressions changed drastically, and they were speechless.

Zhao Wenbo, the vice president of sales, was also among the participants. Hearing this, he was shocked and said, "Boss, what happened, is it so serious?"

Yang Fei sat casually, with an expressionless face and peaceful eyes, making it impossible to guess his inner thoughts.

"Before I talk about this, I want to tell you a story. The Ming Dynasty is not far from us. I'm talking about the post station of the Ming Dynasty."

Isn't it about benefits?

Isn't it about the road hardening project?

Why are you talking about the Ming Dynasty?

The Ming Dynasty died a long time ago. What does it have to do with our Taohua Village and beautiful daily chemicals?

Although everyone had doubts, but Yang Fei's status was detached, and everyone had to follow his lead, so they all listened to him with a smile.

It's a story, why not listen to it.

Chapter 247 Ming Dynasty Station 【Subscription】

"Everyone knows that transportation in ancient times was inconvenient and not as developed as it is now. The existence of post stations is particularly important. Post stations are an important way to transmit military information in ancient times, and they are also places for boarding and lodging and changing horses on the way to and from officials. In the early Ming Dynasty, officials were free. There are strict regulations on using post stations, coupled with the strict administration of officials, almost no officials dare to try their own methods, and the post households can barely pass their lives."

"However, in the late Ming Dynasty, which was full of troubles, many officials and even their family members who were not eligible to enjoy the post station all took part in the post station. One is to use the free transportation of the post station, in addition to transporting their own luggage, they also carry supplies for other businesses. What has been achieved? What is the extent? According to historical records, every time an official crosses the border, there are one to twenty sedan chairs, eight to ninety loads on the shoulders, two to three hundred civilian husbands for many, and four to fifty horses for the few."

Tie Lianping said leisurely: "People in ancient times really enjoyed it. When one person makes a fortune, it takes hundreds of people to serve him."

Yang Fei didn't answer, and continued: "Officials who don't like to ride horses or don't know how to ride horses, most of them travel in sedan chairs. Because they don't ride horses, they have to charge 'horse money' from the post station. What is horse money? It means I didn't ride you You have to give me the money you saved. Occasionally, if an official rides a horse, you have to charge the post station for "horse pity money", which means that I have ridden your horse so that your horse can be used. , so you also have to give me filial piety."

Wei Xinyuan said: "Isn't that nonsense? Don't give them money? They are officials passing by, what else can they do?"

Yang Fei said indifferently: "Once the post station does not pay this strange fee, the officials will try their best to torture the horses, such as cutting off the horse's ears, cutting off the horse's tail, or even torturing the horse to death."

Everyone looked at each other, feeling chilled by the darkness and distortion of human nature.

Zhao Wenbo asked: "Then who will bear the expenses? Is it the court?"

Yang Feidao: "The maintenance and operation of the post stations in the Ming Dynasty were borne by the households according to the amount of grain in the field. The horses for the post stations were also provided by the surrounding farmers, and the people went to the post stations to serve officials free of charge. This is a kind of corvee. , contains unfair and unreasonable elements, but still suffers such torture and injury. Naturally, they can hide and escape when they can. Later, ten husbands and nine out of ten horses and nine shortages in the post station, the operation is not good down."

After the story is told, those who can understand will naturally think twice, and those who don't understand are also thinking about the meaning of the story.

Yang Fei waited for everyone to digest for 2 minutes, and then slowly said: "Let me make an analogy, beautiful daily cosmetics, this post station, everyone is either the steward of the post station, or the officials in the past, and some are the people around. If you If everything is done step by step and each does his own thing, then the post station will be able to provide benefits to everyone, allow those in charge to receive wages, allow officials to enjoy the convenience of communication, and allow civilian husbands to easily complete corvee. Well, there will be more and more horses, more and more ingredients, and everyone will benefit.”

When he said this, the cadres of Tielian and Pingping Village also understood, and nodded their heads in agreement.

Yang Fei said: "What about the opposite? If everyone wants to get more benefits from the post station, you will be greedy, and I will also smoke a little bit. After a while, this post station will have to go bankrupt, and the officials in the past will no longer have people to receive them, and they will not be able to enjoy the warmth." For board and lodging, civilian husbands must use other harsher forms to complete corvee, and the steward loses his post and loses his job."

"Boss, we all understand what you said." Zhao Wenbo said, "When it comes to specific things, do you have anything to say?"

Yang Fei signaled him to be calm and calm, and said: "Voltaire, the French philosopher, said that no snowflake feels responsible for an avalanche. In the same way, each of us may become a crushing post." the last straw."

Wei Xinyuan took out a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

In this cold day, although the air conditioner was turned on in the meeting room, it was not too hot to sweat. He was nervous, and he was also scared by Yang Fei's words!

He has already understood Yang Fei's fable!

Wei Xinyuan glanced at Tie Lianping, licked his chapped lips, and muttered for a while.

After Yang Fei finished speaking, he picked up the cup in front of him, lifted the lid, blew on the steaming water, and took a sip of tea.

He didn't speak, and the pressure on Wei Xinyuan and the others was even greater. The air seemed to freeze, making it hard to breathe.