Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

"This is not a solution." You Fengxia said worriedly.

"Yes, but I believe this is only temporary." Yang Ming took a deep breath and said with a firm look, "As long as we unite as one, we will be able to overcome this difficulty."

Time flies, and two years have passed in the blink of an eye. Yang Ming stood on his balcony, looking at the city gradually recovering in the distance.

In the past two years, he has had more time to spend with his family and his close female friends, making up for the regrets left over from his busy work in the past.

One day, when Yang Ming was reading a newspaper, a piece of news about the household contracting of farmland in Xiaogang Village caught his attention. He was moved, as if he saw a new business opportunity.

Although he left the factory, Yang Ming never gave up his business dream.

He knows very well that only by keeping up with the pace of the times can he seize opportunities and realize his own value.

In order to verify his idea, Yang Ming decided to visit Director Bi. Director Bi was his boss in the factory and a leader with foresight and courage. Although the two had disputes due to different work philosophies, Yang Ming always respected Director Bi.

Arriving at Director Bi's office, Yang Ming found that this former leader had become older and more tired. But his sharp eyes still flashed with majesty, as if he could see through everything. When Director Bi saw Yang Ming, he showed a rare smile on his face.

"Yang Ming, you are a rare guest." Director Bi greeted warmly.

"Director Bi, long time no see." Yang Ming responded respectfully, "I came here this time to talk to you about some of my ideas."

Director Bi motioned Yang Ming to sit down, and then listened carefully to his business plan. When he heard that Yang Ming planned to use the opportunity of contracting farmland in Xiaogang Village to develop agriculture, Director Bi couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"Yang Ming, I didn't understand why you resigned." Director Bi said slowly, "Now it seems that you have a much longer-term vision than an old man like me."

Yang Ming smiled modestly and said, "Director Bi, you are too kind. I just think this is an opportunity."

Director Bi nodded and continued, "Society has changed a lot in the past two years. The factory is not doing well and is suffering from heavy losses. Your decision to resign now seems to be a very wise one."

Yang Ming felt warm in his heart, he knew that Director Bi was affirming his choice. He said gratefully: "Director Bi, thank you for your understanding."

Director Bi waved his hand and said, "Don't thank me, this is your own choice. But having said that, your business plan is indeed very promising. Just like playing Go, you can see the changes in the situation several steps ahead. This is your foresight and courage."

Yang Ming was amused by Director Bi's analogy. He said, "Director Bi, you are too kind. I am just lucky."

"Hello, Director Bi." Yang Ming knocked on the door of Director Bi's office with a smile on his face.

Director Bi is his old friend and one of the people he trusts most in this city.

"Oh, Yang Ming, come in and sit down." Director Bi raised his head and saw that it was Yang Ming, and a friendly smile appeared on his face. He put down the documents in his hand and motioned Yang Ming to sit down.

After Yang Ming sat down, he hesitated for a moment, then said, "Director Bi, I want to discuss something with you."

"What's the matter? Tell me." Director Bi looked at Yang Ming, his eyes full of concern.

"I recently took a fancy to a noodle factory and wanted to take it over." Yang Ming said softly.

There was a hint of tension.

"Oh? You want to contract a noodle factory?" Director Bi looked at Yang Ming with some surprise. He knew that Yang Ming had always been a cautious person and would not easily get involved in unfamiliar fields.

"Yes, Director Bi. I think this is a good opportunity." Yang Ming explained, "The noodles on the market now

The demand is huge and the industry is relatively stable. I want to give it a try.”

Director Bi was silent for a while, then nodded and said, "Your idea is good. However, although this industry is stable, the competition is also fierce. You must be fully prepared."

"I understand." Yang Ming nodded, "I will be careful. It's just... I'm worried that it will attract some unnecessary attention."

"Oh?" Director Bi raised his eyebrows, "You mean..."

"Yes." Yang Ming nodded, "Some of my recent actions may have attracted the attention of some people. I don't want to bring myself trouble because of this matter."

Director Bi pondered for a while, then patted Yang Ming on the shoulder and said, "Yang Ming, don't worry. I will help you make the contact. I will try my best to help you solve the problem of the noodle factory."

"Really? Thank you so much!" Yang Ming looked at Director Bi gratefully, and most of the worries in his heart disappeared immediately.

"But..." Director Bi changed the subject, "You also have to prepare yourself. After all, there is no absolute safety in this world. You have to be vigilant at all times."

"I understand." Yang Ming nodded solemnly, "I will."

In the corner of the steel rolling mill, Yang Ming sat quietly, his eyes deep and firm.

In three days, Yang Ming completed the handover of the noodle factory and became the director of this small factory on the verge of bankruptcy. The noodle factory had only more than 600 employees, and sales had not increased, and it had been losing money for years. But all this was within Yang Ming's expectations. He knew that what he took over was not just a factory, but also a heavy responsibility.

Yang Ming sat in his office, carefully studying the financial reports and information of the noodle factory. Those cold numbers were like sharp knives piercing his heart. But he did not back down, because he knew that only by understanding the problem could he find a solution to it.

He called together the leaders of the noodle factory, including the former director who had been demoted. Their faces were full of confusion and anxiety, but Yang Ming's eyes were firm and bright. He directly conveyed to them the serious situation currently facing the noodle factory without any concealment or embellishment.

"Our current situation is very difficult. Even maintaining normal operations and paying workers' wages have become problems." Yang Ming's voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.

"I know some of you may think I'm alarmist. But what I want to tell you is that this is not alarmist, but the reality we are about to face." He paused to give everyone time to digest the information.

"What are the consequences of withholding workers' wages? Workers go on strike, the media exposes the problem, and our factory loses its reputation!" Yang Ming's voice became louder and louder, and his emotions became more and more agitated. He knew that he had to make these people realize the seriousness of the problem.