Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

"Don't fool me. If you bring a bunch of rags here, things will be even worse." Ma Yuancai said.

Zhou Qi chuckled, pointed at the flowered shirt he was wearing and said, "None of them are worse than yours."

When Ma Yuancai heard this, his eyes lit up.

The quality is guaranteed, so using vouchers can indeed make the matter go away.

"But, twenty is a bit too much, right?" Ma Yuancai said.

"It's not much. This is what we call welfare." Zhou Qi sighed and said, "I know it's a bit much. For Uncle Ma and for you, I'm willing to give it all. If you are sure, you can reduce the amount. How about five dollars?"

Five dollars?

Five dollars is not as attractive as twenty dollars.

"Brother Qi, you are right. Only when the face value is large enough can it be called a benefit. It cannot be reduced." Ma Yuancai hugged the voucher in his arms, quickly stuffed it into the black bag and said, "I will do this right away."

Having said that, he ran out.

He looked as if he was afraid that Zhou Qi would go back on his word.

"Hey, wait a minute."

Zhou Qi stopped him and said, "Don't give them out randomly. These are real gold and silver. They are all money. Tell Uncle Ma that each person can only get one. I'm almost losing money."

"Also, remember the date, it's only valid on the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"We must make sure Uncle Ma explains everything clearly to avoid any arguments in the future."

Ma Yuancai said with his eyes twinkling, "Brother Qi, don't say anything, you are too particular!"

"For my brothers." Zhou Qi said.

"Brother Qi, I wronged you before. I'll treat you to a drink later!" Ma Yuancai said.

"That's all trivial." Zhou Qi said, "By the way, remember to ask Uncle Ma to come on the opening day. You are a shareholder and legal representative of the company, and you will be the one to cut the ribbon. I've given you such a glorious opportunity, you must seize it, and let Uncle Ma show off. Your son has such a big factory, so you must ask relatives, friends, and leaders from all sides to come and have a look."

Ma Yuancai was so moved that he said, "Brother Qi, you are so kind to me!"

"Okay, go quickly, and remember to owe me a drink!" Zhou Qi said with a smile.

"Hey."

Ma Yuancai left feeling moved, happy and excited.

And Zhou Qi was even happier than him.

Distributing vouchers on the street won’t attract many people.

I guess as soon as I received the voucher, it would be thrown into the trash can.

Things come too easily, and they always feel like they are worthless when given for free. I always think they are some kind of trick to cheat people.

But if it is distributed as unit welfare, the nature will be different.

This is not a voucher, it is clearly a welfare card. It is a welfare benefit issued by the factory and backed by the unit. It is of great significance, so naturally everyone values ​​it more.

If it weren't for Ding Jinxiong's incident, I would have gone through a lot of trouble.

Now with his help in building momentum, the effect has been directly upgraded.

Speaking of guests, if I personally invite them, Ma Yuancai's father might come, but his network of contacts probably won't. But if Ma Yuancai is invited to be the guest of honor for the ribbon-cutting ceremony, even if his father doesn't want to invite anyone, Ma Yuancai will force his father to make a big show.

Coupled with the welfare vouchers, it gives people from all walks of life an excuse to visit on the opening day.

Come and say hello and get some benefits at the same time, isn't that great?

I can't guarantee the quality of those leaders, but for those at the director and section chief level, there shouldn't be any problem.

After all, it’s only twenty dollars, who wouldn’t be tempted?

The monthly salary is only two or three hundred yuan, and there is a mine at home, so why don’t you want it?

Ma Yuan had just left when Zhang Gongzheng came over stealthily and asked, "Brother Qi, Yuan came here, is it because of the cotton cloth?"

"No." Zhou Qi waved his hand, "Come, Gongzheng, sit down for a while. I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

After a while, Zhang Gongzheng left with a pile of vouchers and a grateful look on his face.

Jiang Jun stood up, took a pen and paper, and began to mark and calculate.

"What does it mean?" Zhou Qi asked curiously.

"I'm calculating how much less you will earn," Jiang Jun replied.

Zhou Qi was happy to hear this and said, "Okay, then you can take your time to figure it out. I have to go out for a while."

Jiang Jun looked up and saw Zhou Qi open the drawer, put eight thousand yuan into the bag, and put a few bundles of vouchers in a bag, then stood up. As a secretary, he naturally had to stay with Zhou Qi.

But Zhou Qi said, "Jun, when I finish my work, it's almost time, so I won't be back. Please pay attention to the company and call me if there is anything."

It’s not that I don’t want to take Jiang Jun with me.

It's really inappropriate to bring him along when going to see Zhang Wenhui.

Jiang Jun nodded, sat down and continued to settle the accounts.

Zhou Xiao secretly laughed and pouted, not wanting to bother paying any more attention to the man. He walked straight out of the office, got on his cool mount - a motorcycle, and rushed all the way to the cotton mill.

Zhou Qi was dressed quite low-key today, but his motorcycle was of great importance. It attracted a lot of attention along the way and attracted the stares of passers-by.

It was peak working hours at the entrance of the cotton mill, and the security guards would not easily let in outsiders.

Zhou Qi revealed his identity. Normally, it would be harder to see the factory director than to ascend to heaven. Most of the time, they would only hear two words: busy! But when the security guard saw Zhou Qi's car, his eyes immediately became respectful, and his attitude took a 180-degree turn.

In this world, sometimes, appearances are everything. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, even if you have to tighten your belt, you have to pretend to be glamorous.

When Zhang Wenhui heard that Zhou Qi was coming to visit, a subtle light flashed in his eyes. He was still waiting for the payment for the goods. But what he got was a bunch of gossip, which made him feel terrible.

Zhou Qi waited for a long time and finally the light turned green. He stepped on the accelerator and the motorcycle whizzed to Zhang Wenhui's office building.

He carried the things in his hands and went upstairs as if he knew the way. When he saw Zhang Wenhui, he sat down on the chair without any courtesy and started to tease:

"Brother Zhang, your factory is so big, why don't you install a phone for the security guard? Nowadays, people have to run errands on foot, which is too primitive. Installing a phone doesn't cost much, but if this is to maintain your mystery, then I will pretend that I didn't say anything."

Zhang Wenhui didn't respond. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and threw the cigarette box to Zhou Qi, saying calmly, "I heard some rumors."

"Oh, I heard about that too." Zhou Qi continued, "It was Ding Jinxiong who did it. Brother Zhang, this is clearly a lack of respect for you."

Ding Jinxiong? Zhang Wenhui is familiar with this name. A gangster who opened a fruit wholesale market.

"What's the specific situation?" Zhang Wenhui asked.

Zhou Qi blew out a smoke ring, changed into a comfortable posture, and continued: "Brother Zhang, Ding Jinxiong has a fruit stand in the north, and he felt that I had taken his business, so he came to me to settle the score. I told him that you are my boss, but he didn't buy it at all, and even asked for 50,000 yuan."

Zhang Wenhui's face darkened and he asked, "Does he really dare to say that?"

"It's absolutely true. How dare I lie to Brother Zhang? If you don't believe me, go ask that guy yourself." Zhou Qi slammed the table and said angrily: