boyutpedia Chapter 72 He's my uncle, and you're my uncle too.
Chapter 72 He's my uncle, and you're my uncle too.
Inside the general affairs office of Yellow River Plastics, the ceiling fan creaked and groaned.
Zhou Qianhe, who was seven or eight years younger than Xu Neng, stopped trying to dissuade him once he realized that the other party was serious.
Zhou Qianhe loosened his tie and sighed, "I understand. I'll tell Li Sheng about this as soon as he gets back."
Brother, calm down. Let's meet tomorrow and talk things over properly.
"Thank you, brother, but there's no need to talk anymore." Xu Neng replied, and before the other party could say anything more, he slowly put down the receiver.
Looking up at Lin Yuanshan, Xu Neng forced a smile: "Boss, you'd better live up to expectations. Don't let me lose tens of thousands of yuan of my retirement savings and become a laughing stock among these old friends."
"Uncle Xu, all I can say is that you made the best decision ever!" Lin Yuanshan smiled and extended his hand.
Xu Neng reached out and shook his hand: "Whether it's right or wrong, I don't know, but it's pretty crazy! Damn, your beard is all white, and you still switched jobs to work for you."
"Alright, alright, a good horse doesn't turn back to eat the grass it already grazed!"
"Uncle Xu, you're a veteran in the plastics industry. Even the general affairs manager at Yellow River Plastics is on friendly terms with you." Lin Yuanshan waved his hand and said with a grin, "With your connections and experience in this industry, plus Bo Rong's skills, it's hard for you not to make it big."
Xu Neng curled his lip: "You're the boss, so what are you saying? Are you planning to be a hands-off manager?"
"Nonsense! Otherwise, why would I hire you guys?"
"I'll take care of the big picture; middle management and production at the grassroots level are your responsibility, of course." Lin Yuanshan said confidently, then tapped his temple with his index finger: "My brain is for thinking about how the company will expand next; it can't be wasted on trivial matters."
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The next day.
Li Yicheng learned about Xu Neng's resignation from Zhou Qianhe.
After thinking for about ten seconds, the plastic flower tycoon neither called Xu Neng to ask for the reason nor said anything more.
He simply instructed Zhou Qianhe to select a new factory manager as soon as possible and send him to the Shek Kip Mei branch to hand over the work to Xu Neng.
In addition, when settling Xu Neng's salary, give him an extra 5000 yuan.
In other words, the tradition is gone.
However, in terms of personal relationships, Lao Li still gave him a starting price as a buyout of Xu Neng's more than ten years of friendship.
In official matters, if they see you as incompetent, they'll show no mercy and send you to the countryside to sit on the sidelines.
On a personal note, seeing how pitiful you are, I'll give you a red envelope and a few dishes before you leave...
Many of the Hong Kong business tycoons have ways of doing things that are different from ordinary people.
Li Yicheng, needless to say, led a life full of contradictions, with both praise and criticism.
The same goes for Uncle Shaw; with Shaw Buildings scattered throughout primary and secondary schools, he is extremely harsh on his star employees.
Not to mention, the couple who distributed mooncakes to their employees by the piece during the Mid-Autumn Festival ended up having one of them killed.
At 10 o'clock, after reporting on his work, Zhou Qianhe left the general manager's office and returned to his own general affairs office.
When he pushed open the door, he saw Xu Neng and a handsome young man, probably not even twenty years old, sitting on the sofa brewing their treasured tea.
"Brother Xu, who is this...?" Zhou Qianhe put down the documents in his hand, took out his cigarette case, and walked over.
Xu Neng smiled and stood up, taking out a resignation letter and handing it over: "Lin Yuanshan, that brat surnamed Lin you mentioned on the phone yesterday."
However, he now has another identity: my new boss.
Oh, by the way, this is my business card.
Xu Neng pulled out a box of brand-new business cards, pinched out a dozen or so, and handed them to Zhou Qianhe: "They're fresh out of the oven, still hot to the touch."
"Please help me out. If you run into those old friends, could you give them to me while you're at it?"
"Wow! Wow wow! Wow wow wow!" Zhou Qianhe stared at the two of them in shock. The amount of information in Xu Neng's words was far beyond his expectations.
Xu Neng stuffed the business card into his pocket and said with a smile, "What's wrong?"
"When you were 18, could you really have gotten two factories and an order the size of the Yellow River in just 18 days with nothing to your name?"
Zhou Qianhe closed his mouth and looked at Lin Yuanshan, who was standing to the side with a smile, again: "Not only that, there are also 320 tons of plastic waste and a gang branch!"
18 years old, 18 days old!
"Yes, Mr. Lin, I am Zhou Qianhe, General Affairs Officer of Huanghe Plastics."
I now apologize for the disrespect I showed you on the phone yesterday.
This is my business card. Please keep in touch when you have time.
Zhou Qianhe, who was nearly 50 years old, handed over his business card with both hands, and there was no longer any contempt for Lin Yuanshan in his eyes.
Xu Neng might not be a big name next to Li Yicheng, but he's quite capable in the industry.
Not to mention, having worked with Li Yicheng, Xu Neng's judgment has also improved in a way.
Lin Yuanshan, who could make this old man choose to switch boats via a gangplank when he was about to go ashore, was more than worthy of his respect.
Lin Yuanshan accepted the business card with both hands, while handing over his own: "No, no, I'm just doing a small business to make a living."
It was also thanks to Uncle Xu's care that he was willing to condescend to come to Yuanshan Plastics and help me take the helm.
Uncle Zhou, Uncle Xu kept praising you to me after he hung up the phone yesterday. He said you are a loyal and sentimental person, and that you are his best and most admired old friend at Yellow River Plastics.
I call him Uncle, so if you're his brother, then you're my uncle too. Come on, this cigarette isn't good, have one.
While talking, Lin Yuanshan took out a cigarette and lit it for Zhou Qianhe. The latter kept refusing, but how could a 50-year-old man compete with a young man like Lin Yuanshan?
Seeing Zhou Qianhe being half-heartedly lit a cigarette by Lin Yuanshan, Xu Neng, who was standing to the side, suddenly felt that this scene was somewhat familiar.
It seems like... half a month ago, today's scene happened to his mother?
"Come, come, A-Yuan, sit down." Zhou Qianhe took a seat on the sofa without hesitation. Seeing Xu Neng still standing, he urged him, "Brother, what are you daydreaming about? Come and sit down. By the way, I have some good news to tell you in advance. Mr. Li instructed that once your resignation procedures are completed, he will give you an extra 5000 yuan as a farewell bonus."
"Oh, then please thank Mr. Li for me. I reckon he doesn't want to see me right now," Xu Neng said as he walked back.
Zhou Qianhe was a little surprised. He had known Xu Neng for more than ten years and knew his personality all too well. Xu Neng was not an ambitious person. 5000 yuan was not a small amount, almost half a year's salary. How could he not be moved at all?
"Uncle Zhou, Uncle Zhou..." Lin Yuanshan called out a few times to bring Zhou Qianhe's attention back.
"Oh, Yuan." Turning his gaze away from Xu Neng, Zhou Qianhe replied while making tea, "Speak your mind, I'm listening."
"Uncle Xu said that there are quite a few retired second-hand machines in various factories along the Yellow River, and I'd like to buy some for production." Lin Yuanshan picked up his teacup and took a sip. "You're an old friend of Uncle Xu, and my factory's products are sold to the Yellow River. You wouldn't object, would you?"