When Jiang Cheng heard this, he couldn't help but slap his forehead heavily in annoyance. He shouted to the sky, "Misfortune never comes alone! Why am I, Jiang Cheng, so unlucky? Why do all kinds of disasters happen to me? F * ck your grandpa! "
Jiang Cheng really hated God. When he got home, there was a rainstorm. The materials for the construction site were gone, and the raw materials for the factory were also gone. The group also owed a lot of debts. Now he had more than 100 million in debt. Coupled with these small amounts of money, Jiang Cheng found that he had become a pauper.
When Qi Qiaotong saw that Jiang Cheng was so sad, she couldn't help but feel distressed. She comforted Jiang Cheng and said, "Jiang Cheng, don't be sad. Everything will be fine. Our factory is very familiar with the wheat supplier. Although this batch of wheat was washed away, we can ask them for another five million yuan of goods. With that five million yuan of goods, we will soon recover our cost. Now our beer is very popular in the local market, and the sales volume in the provincial capital has begun to catch up with those of famous brands of beer. I believe that it will not be long before we can resume large-scale production."
How could Jiang Cheng not know what Qi Qiaotong meant? But how could he wait so long? The group was about to pay his salary, and it was time to change part of the loan from the bank. Although it was only a small part, it was still as high as one million yuan.
For Jiang Cheng, who now owed a lot of debts, so much money was simply a life-threatening plaster.
Jiang Cheng thought for a moment and suddenly thought of a person. He immediately stood up from the chair, waved to Qi Qiaotong and said, "You have a good meeting with those managers later. I'll go first."
After that, Jiang Cheng ran away quickly, leaving Qi Qiaotong, who didn't know anything, standing in the office at a loss.
When Jiang Cheng rushed out of the office, he happened to meet a group of managers. When these managers saw the boss coming, they hurriedly greeted him, "Hello, boss."
Jiang Cheng said without taking a breath, "You go in and listen to Manager Qi's meeting. I have something to do!"
After that, Jiang Cheng's figure disappeared, leaving a group of cadres, big and small, looking at each other. They didn't know what the boss was going to do.
Jiang Cheng ran all the way out of the factory and ran to his car. He took out the key and opened the door. He took out his mobile phone from the pocket of the car, ready to call Ning Meng, who was far away in Beijing.
At this point, he could only ask Ning Meng for help. Ning Meng was the richest person he knew. Among his friends, Ning Meng was the richest person he knew. His brewery was opened with her financial support.
The tens of millions of yuan needed to buy equipment and rent the factory were all provided by Ning Meng. Although Ning Meng was only 22 years old, her business talent was extremely strong. Moreover, she had never refused Jiang Cheng's requests.
But when Jiang Cheng pressed the screen of his mobile phone, he was dumbfounded.
The screen of the mobile phone showed the news pushed by the Wangnan client, which said, "The stock market suffered a heavy blow. Many domestic listed groups suffered a stock market failure. The once popular Beijing New Century Co., Ltd. officially declared bankruptcy today. The former business genius, Ms. Ning Meng, also retired behind the scenes. Her current whereabouts are unknown."
When he saw this news, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but be stunned. Ning Meng, who was known as the god of the stock market, was defeated in the stock market.
Jiang Cheng didn't understand the stock market, let alone play with it. He only knew that the stock market had been very turbulent recently, but he didn't expect it to be so turbulent that the genius little devil had gone bankrupt.
Jiang Cheng felt that his hands and feet had become cold in an instant. This was really a blessing in disguise, but misfortune never comes alone. He didn't expect that he would be so unlucky. He hadn't started to get rich yet, but he was directly brought back to the point of liberation by a flood.
Jiang Cheng fell into the car seat, and he lost all his strength in an instant. He was listless, like a frosted eggplant.
After a long time, Jiang Cheng fell asleep unknowingly, lying on the steering wheel. It was noon. Qi Qiaotong finished the meeting with a group of managers. She went out of the factory with a document bag in her hand and was ready to go to the canteen for lunch.
As soon as she left the factory, Qi Qiaotong saw Jiang Cheng, who had fallen asleep in the car. Qi Qiaotong couldn't help but step forward and pat Jiang Cheng, who was sleeping, in confusion.
Jiang Cheng was a light sleeper. He was woken up by Qi Qiaotong's gentle pat. He looked up with misty eyes and found that it was Qi Qiaotong who had patted him.
Jiang Cheng couldn't help asking curiously, "Hey, weren't you having a meeting with them inside? Why did you come out so soon? "
Qi Qiaotong rolled her eyes at Jiang Cheng and said, "Soon? It's already noon, more than 12 o 'clock. My meeting was already over. You didn't fall asleep here, did you? You actually slept for so long. Are you too tired? Why don't you go to my office and sleep for a while? I'll go to the canteen to get you some food. "
Jiang Cheng wiped the gunk from his eyes and said in a hurry, "No, don't bother. I'll go now. I still have something to do."
Qi Qiaotong couldn't help but stop when she was called by Jiang Cheng. She said to Jiang Cheng, "I'm sorry, Jiang Cheng. I didn't know this would happen. The factory has suffered such a big loss, and it's all my fault. If I hadn't been so greedy, these things wouldn't have happened."
Hearing that Qi Qiaotong began to criticize herself again, Jiang Cheng hurriedly reached out to stop her and said, "Don't say anything more. This shows that God doesn't care about me. Besides, I'm not the only one who suffered a loss in this flood. The whole city was submerged. How many factories were flooded and how many machines were soaked? However, the machines and equipment in our factory are still well preserved. Not all of them in the warehouse have been soaked. This is already the greatest credit to the factory.
Qiaotong, don't blame yourself too much. I really don't blame you for this matter. I can only blame the heavens. I have a flaw in my eight characters, so I'm destined not to be rich. The heavens just don't want me to be rich. Let's go, go eat. You can make the decisions in the factory. "
After that, Jiang Cheng started the Land Rover. Under Qi Qiaotong's gaze, he slowly drove out of the gate of the factory.
Uncle Wu, who was guarding the gate, saw Jiang Cheng's car drive away. After a while, he saw the factory manager pass by the gate in a daze. Uncle Wu couldn't help but be curious and gossip.
He thought to himself that although Xiaojiang was the real boss of the factory, he had never come to the factory to take a look. The factory had always been managed by Director Qi. If the employees had any problems, they would look for Director Qi to solve them.
Now the workers were guessing one after another. Everyone guessed that Manager Qi was Jiang Cheng's mistress. However, because there was no strong evidence, this guess had not been confirmed.
Uncle Wu looked at Qi Qiaotong's dazed look and couldn't help but be more and more convinced of this theory. Just now, Jiang Cheng and Manager Qi were so close to each other. They must have been whispering intimately.
This time, the factory had suffered such a big loss. Jiang Cheng must be very angry, so he scolded Manager Qi. Now Manager Qi was in a bad mood because of this.
As the saying went, the power of gossip was strong. Before lunch, the whole factory had spread the public opinion that Manager Qi was Jiang Cheng's mistress.
When Qi Qiaotong went to work at noon, her secretary came up to her mysteriously and said to Qi Qiaotong as soon as she sat on her seat, "Factory manager, I heard some bad things about you being spread outside."
Qi Qiaotong frowned and asked, "What is it?"
The secretary looked around and found some sense of security for herself. Then she whispered to Qi Qiaotong, "They said, they said, you are Mr. Jiang's mistress."
"What?" Qi Qiaotong was shocked in an instant. She stared at her secretary and asked, "Who on earth is gossiping? Go and find out who it is. Fire him directly."
When the secretary heard what the manager said, she was shocked. It was the first time that she had seen the manager so angry that he directly fired an employee. This was the first time that such a thing had been mentioned since the factory was opened. The previous factory had never fired any employee, not even to persuade them to quit.
Because Qi Qiaotong had always been doing things according to Jiang Cheng's principles. Jiang Cheng valued these old employees very much. First of all, he valued them very much because many people in the factory were his uncles and elders. For the sake of his parents, Jiang Cheng was not willing to fire any of them.
When she first took over the position of the manager, Qi Qiaotong didn't have any strange opinions about these old employees. But as she got along with them for a long time, Qi Qiaotong found more and more problems.
Many of these old employees had reached the age of retirement. Seven or eight of them were over 60 years old. People between 50 and 60 years old accounted for more than 30% of all the employees in the factory. The real strong laborers were the young and middle-aged people. They were the main force of the factory.
Every time there was a production task, it was the real main force of the factory that completed it. These old men in their 50s and 60s could only do some light work.
For example, the gatekeeper, Uncle Wu, was almost 70 years old this year, but because of Jiang Cheng's words, he still stayed in the factory as a gatekeeper.
Sometimes, when Grandpa Wu was on the night shift, thieves would often appear in the factory. Qi Qiaotong sometimes even suspected that Grandpa Wu was the thief. Why did things often go missing in the factory whenever he was on duty?
The high-quality wheat was always a little less every day, and the waste in the factory was also taken away.
The more Qi Qiaotong thought about it, the angrier she became. These old employees had deeply affected the future development of the factory.
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