Rebirth 1981: Kick your scumbag wife away and become rich instantly

"What did you say? Can you help me sell calendars? Did I hear you correctly?"

"Let's just treat this as a small talk now. If you can give me the marketing policy, I can give it a try."

Zhao Shanhe was not so serious about his words, as long as the other party could make a decision and give him enough temptation and profit.

For the sake of money, Zhao Shanhe will definitely go all out to achieve it.

After all, he now has the leverage to impress Song Yuanchao.

All the bustle in the world is for profit, and all the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit. Speaking of oneself, it is for profit, and Song Yuanchao is for fame.

In this way, everyone gets what they need, wouldn't everyone be happy?

In fact, Cong Kui was not sure about going to the capital to collect debts this time. After all, he was unfamiliar with the place and had no friends. If the other party wanted to give money, he would have paid it to the factory long ago.

There is no need to wait until the end of the year.

However, as the deputy director in charge of operations, the old director is now facing retirement. In order to be able to advance half a level in the administrative level when he retires, he can only force Cong Kui to come to the capital to collect debts.

After all, if these employees in the factory have a bad year, they will probably point the finger at the old factory director who is about to retire.

If this goes all out and the employees in the factory are dissatisfied with their wages and benefits and start a quarrel, the superiors will be dissatisfied with them.

A smooth retirement is a fantasy.

So this time the old factory director vowed that if Cong Kui could get his foreign debt back this time and let everyone have a peaceful Spring Festival, he would definitely find a way to put Cong Kui back on track before he retired.

Looking at the pie that the old factory director had drawn for him, although Cong Kui was very excited, he could only bite the bullet and come to the capital.

However, he knew that the crux of the problem was not entirely whether he could recover the arrears, but the most important thing was being able to pay wages and benefits to employees before the end of the year.

If Zhao Shanhe can help him get a big order, as long as there is money in the factory's account, the employees will not care where the money comes from.

"Our current sales staff in the factory don't have any policies other than bonuses, but these are not problems. As long as the workers can be occupied and the payment can be guaranteed, everything else is not a problem."

Cong Kui knew that the factory still followed the original system, but Cong Kui could understand the policies proposed by Zhao Shanhe.

There is no free lunch.

However, even though as the director of the operating factory, it would obviously be a bit difficult for him to come up with performance or incentive policies now.

This was also a common problem in all state-owned enterprises at that time. No matter how much you did, it was the same, whether you were good or bad. Anyone who pretended to be positive after a full meal was likely to be envied and gossiped about.

It would be better to just lie down or start fishing mode.

"If the policies can be put in place, neither sales nor payment will be a problem. How about I suggest a way?"

"That's great. As long as the plan you propose is not too excessive, the rest will be left to me to coordinate with the factory and strive to reach cooperation."

Cong Kui was extremely happy that Zhao Shanhe could come up with a plan, but of course he couldn't decide. In the end, he had to go back to the factory to make a decision.

However, Cong Kui was also determined that as long as it could bring benefits to the factory, even if the old factory director had different opinions, he would have to convince him. After all, these were extraordinary times.

If he could seize the life-saving straw of Zhao Shanhe, Cong Kui felt that even if he didn't pay back the debt this time in the capital, he would be able to explain to the old factory director by then, and he would be able to take up the position smoothly after his retirement.

After all, it is really not easy for me to go from daughter-in-law to mother-in-law for so many years.

If the crisis in the factory cannot be overcome a year ago, not only will the retirement benefits of the old factory director be changed, but he himself will also have to suffer the consequences.

When the leaders above parachute a factory director down, then I will have nothing to draw from.

Thinking of this, Cong Kui couldn't wait to return to the factory now.

Zhao Shanhe didn't expect Cong Kui to come up with a plan at all. If there really was a feasible salary incentive system, how could this printing factory in the provincial capital, which had the right time, place and people, be in such a passive situation?

So Zhao Shanhe said that the calendar he wanted should be typed and printed according to his own requirements, and then he would be given the lowest price.

Only in this way can I help him find a solution.

In fact, the method mentioned by Zhao Shanhe is similar to the model of asbestos tiles in Guashantun. He not only wants the lowest price but also a commission.

Then after the other party quoted the price, Zhao Shanhe decided to go with him again due to the settlement time difference. After all, he now had 10,000+ cash in his hand.

What's the price if cash on delivery?If you pay first, you will definitely continue to lower his price. When doing business, profit comes first.

The two of them chatted while drinking. Zhao Shanhe also briefly discussed his requirements, and then saw that the train had entered night operation.

The two of them saw that the two empty wine bottles and the roast chicken and sausages they had brought had been cleared away, and they looked at each other and laughed heartily.

Although it was just a chance encounter, Cong Kui felt that Zhao Shanhe was like a friend he had known for many years, and they were very close to each other.

After simply clearing the small dining table, Zhao Shanhe reminded Cong Kui that he had just seen a thief in the car and asked him to be alert when sleeping.

Although Cong Kui promised, he was a little dissatisfied. He thought that all his travel expenses were sewn into his pants.

Even if there is a thief, can you still touch your sensitive parts?

Zhao Shanhe has so much social experience. When he saw Cong Kui's expression, he knew he didn't take it seriously, and he didn't want to worry about it anymore.

Some people can really improve their memory only after they have suffered a lot. Zhao Shanhe went out and filled an enamel jar with two glasses of boiling water.

Then he watched Cong Kui's snoring gradually start to sound, but Zhao Shanhe did not dare to sleep as carelessly as Cong Kui. After reading the newspaper for a while, he closed his eyes to rest, but after all, he drank a pound of white wine and became sleepy.

I fell asleep half asleep.

Zhao Shanhe, who had been practicing martial arts since childhood, suddenly felt something was wrong. He immediately opened his eyes and saw a lean thief bending down between him and Cong Kui, stretching his hand towards Cong Kui's crotch.

"Damn it, are you really being targeted?"

Seeing that Cong Kui was still snoring like a dead dog, it was estimated that even if he was taken away now, he might not be able to wake up right away.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"You...I tell you, don't mind your own business."

The thief who was about to take out the money was slapped on the head by Zhao Shanhe with a rolled-up newspaper. He was so frightened that he thought he had met a police officer, but when he looked up, he saw Zhao Shanhe smiling at himself.

Suddenly I felt a little scared, but I still threatened with a fierce expression.

Zhao Shanhe usually goes out and doesn't want to provoke these thieves. After all, these people commit crimes in gangs.

Although I am not afraid of them, I can't afford to provoke them.

He is not a police officer, and has no obligation to meddle in such nosy matters. He just wants to live his own life, and as long as he doesn't offend himself and the people around him, then do as he pleases.

"You little bastard, are you so paralyzed? Are you still justified in stealing money? Get the fuck out of here. This guy is with me, do you understand?"

Zhao Shanhe originally didn't want to talk to the thief and just let him go. However, he didn't expect that his smile would be met with threats from the other party. He immediately lost his temper and directly raised his leg to kick the thief.

The thief did not expect Zhao Shanhe to be so violent. He was kicked to the carriage aisle and sat on the ground. He looked up and gave Zhao Shanhe a vicious look, got up and left.