Chapter 57 Yang Ming's First Factory
"You just need to sign here, pay the amount given in our contract, and then go with us to the Industrial Administration Bureau to transfer the ownership. You will be the owner of this chemical plant."
In the corner of the hotel lobby, on the sofa used for meetings.
Yang Ming and Kolev's movements of leaning back were so synchronized, and their expressions were almost the same.
Slightly excited.
Full of doubts.
How could such a good thing happen?
One million federal coins to buy a chemical plant with mature supporting facilities and continuous profitability?
Not to mention anything else, the business license of this factory alone is worth more than several million federal coins.
And several of the products it produces are essential catalysts in the production of rhodium-6 rings!
Although it is only a medium-sized chemical plant, it is a very profitable business.
"Uncle Hatton," Yang Ming whispered in Kolev's ear, "A gift from the old lady?"
Kolev wondered, "Is there some trap in the production patent?"
The professional manager in a suit and tie smiled and reminded:
"I have to say that you two are extremely lucky. This factory only needs to operate for half a year to pay back your investment. It is located outside of Yilandu City. The environmental protection system and core production workshop were just updated half a year ago. There is almost no need for any maintenance investment in the next ten years."
Yang Ming and Kolev became more suspicious.
"Sign it, uncle," Yang Ming winked at Kolev, "There's no problem with this contract."
"Well," Kolev whispered, "I've always wanted you to start your own business. How about this deal be in your name?"
"No, no, no, uncle," Yang Ming curled his lips and said, "I think there may be some trap here. There is no free lunch in the world."
Kolev cursed, "Then why are you asking me to sign?"
"You have a rich family background, so you are not afraid of this kind of contract dispute," Yang Ming said with a smile, "I don't have much money."
The professional manager's smile was somewhat awkward.
He explained vaguely:
“I cannot disclose the specifics to you two. This is my client’s request… This is a gift to Mr. Yang Ming to express his gratitude for helping my client’s sister.
"My client heard that you two were looking for a factory to invest in business on this beautiful planet. So why not add another chemical plant? This business is very popular right now."
Ding ding!
A message popped up on Yang Ming's watch, containing only two key words.
[The second prince’s property].
[The procedures have no loopholes].
Second prince?
According to existing intelligence, the Second Prince has been ruled out as a candidate for the Crown Prince. He is rather lazy and pleasure-seeking. He does not normally contact the ministers, but has a good relationship with the Fourth Princess.
Is this a pure expression of gratitude?
Or does the second prince have other ideas?
Yang Ming pondered for a few seconds at the paper contract wrapped in gold foil in front of him, then decisively picked up the pen, wrote down his name, and pushed the contract to Kolev.
"Uncle, let's go together. There is indeed no problem with this contract. A friend wants to express his gratitude."
"Oh, what kind of gratitude is so expensive?"
Kolev grumbled, but he didn't hesitate and signed his name.
The professional managers were indeed relieved.
He fully understood the concerns of the uncle and nephew.
"Please follow me, both of you. We will go to the Industrial Administration Bureau to get the transfer notarized first. I will send you to your chemical plant to complete the subsequent handover."
Yang Ming and Kolev looked at each other, still not daring to let their guard down.
…
When it comes to investment, Kolev is obviously more cautious than Yang Ming.
As they were going through the transfer formalities at the nearby Industrial Bureau service hall, Kolev still had a tense look on his face.
As they opened champagne to celebrate in the agency's stretched luxury hovercraft, Kolev's smile was only forced.
When they arrived at the factory called "Ilando Chemical Plant No. 12" and were welcomed by hundreds of human employees, Kolev's expression was still a little cold.
Finally, when Kolev sat in the factory director's office and saw the account lists of recent years, the old man's tense nerves gradually relaxed.
The old man soon began to smile again.
Yang Ming stood aside and looked at the electronic documents full of numbers for a while, unilaterally announced that he was not capable of it, and withdrew from the battle in a daze.
Kolev, who was wearing glasses, was meticulous and would occasionally use his glass cubes to do numerical calculations of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.
The factory director's office is not luxurious. It is directly connected to the raw material warehouse below. Yang Ming can look down from the glass in front of him and have an overall view of the entire warehouse.
This office was previously used by a deputy factory director named 'Peggy Li', and the factory director's position had always been filled by personnel from the management body, who did not participate in actual management but only supervised production safety.
At this moment, Deputy Director Pageli was standing at the door of the office with his head down, sweat on his forehead.
Peggy didn't know why he was nervous, but he was now certain that his good days... were over.
Behind Pageli, more than a dozen factory managers stood quietly, their faces showing more or less nervousness.
Yang Ming put his hands in his pockets, looked at the busy production robots in the warehouse, and asked slowly:
"Uncle, is there a problem with the account?"
"It seems that there is no big problem now," Kolev's words made the people outside the door feel relieved.
But Kolev sighed softly:
“But you know, my dear nephew, this factory was originally entrusted to an institution for management, which made the supervision environment here relatively loose.
“In situations like this, there are often some minor problems.
"For example, some people took advantage of program loopholes to promote their juniors into the factory and rationed their wages based on their length of service."
There were two people outside the door with flickering eyes.
"Or, under these accounts, when purchasing raw materials, a certain amount of kickbacks are collected from fixed manufacturers."
The deputy factory manager and most of the management staff showed subtle changes in their expressions.
Kolev continued, "There will always be some rats tampering with the production logs. For example, if we produce 100 products today, 95 will be recorded in the production logs, and the remaining 5 will flow into the market at a low price through other channels. As long as the work inside and outside the workshop is done cleverly, there will be no problem."
The managers were all silent. They had already thought of a solution...
Yang Ming glanced at them and said with a smile: "Uncle, what should we do in this situation?"
"You handle it, my dear nephew. It's time to test your decision-making ability."
Kolev adjusted his glasses and spoke slowly:
“We can directly resort to legal proceedings to check all the factory’s accounts for three years.
“As long as we want to investigate, upstream and downstream manufacturers must provide relevant information. Some smart upstream factories will also record the kickbacks in their own accounts.
"The Luofeng Empire's legislation on economic crimes in the crime of embezzlement will protect the legitimate rights and interests of this factory, and the economic losses recovered will also become part of the factory's assets and we will take them all."
Yang Ming raised his eyebrows: "Sounds good."
"Of course," Kolev said with a smile, "we can also turn a blind eye and let bygones be bygones. However, it is hard for me to trust someone who has done something like this."
Yang Ming smiled and nodded, his eyes cutting through the dozen or so people outside like a knife.
Yang Ming tapped the dial of his watch and said slowly, "Actually, before I came here, I asked a skilled private detective to help me get some data."
Yang Ming raised his hand and pushed, the projection screen switched to outside the door, and several lists appeared in front of the deputy factory director.
The deputy factory director looked carefully and his legs immediately felt weak.
"I, I request to resign!" he shouted in a trembling voice.
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Allow me, but you must make a good handover. You are a decent person, right?"
"Yes! No problem! Please spare me, I just did what they all did..."
"Okay, there's no need to cause panic. I'm the deputy factory director. I'm just a businessman. My principle is to be kind to others."
Yang Ming paused and said softly:
"Everyone, I don't want to kill you all. If you are in urgent need of this job, prepare a list of your personal assets within half an hour to prove that you have heavy loans to repay. Then sign a letter of commitment to only take the legal salary in the future, and I will let you continue to work.
“Next, my uncle will appropriately increase the bonus amounts for each position.
"But you have to understand one thing. Right now, here, my uncle and I have the final say."
Kolev chuckled when he saw this.
He was not wrong, this guy was a real pirate.
He had just entered the factory for less than an hour, but he had completely disrupted the internal hierarchy of the factory. The deputy director resigned voluntarily, and he took control of all the power of the middle management.
Managing a factory and managing a pirate group are essentially the same thing.
A game about people's hearts.
…
After working until midnight, Yang Ming and Kolev stayed in an ordinary hotel next to the factory.
The two of them discussed it and decided to start construction inside the factory and build a simple villa as their residence.
Yang Ming's watch is recharging.
Kolev turned on his internet access terminal and projected a 3D map of the factory area onto the side. The two men discussed the matter while eating.
"The profits from this factory will be very good," Kolev said. "It has a low minimum and a low maximum. You owe the Second Prince a huge favor."
"Indeed," Yang Ming said with a smile, "but I'm not going to return it."
"Hahaha! This second prince must have discovered your ability from the little princess's description. My good nephew, he wants to recruit you."
Kolev wiped his mouth and sighed comfortably:
"We need to carefully manage this factory for a period of time to understand it thoroughly, at least to understand this set of equipment."
He pointed to the densely packed pipes in the middle of the venue.
“Its basic principles need to be understood.”
"No need," Yang Ming said, "Leave the technical matters to Lu. Uncle, you should mainly focus on personnel management and train some talents who can stand on their own."
"Aren't you going to intervene?" Kolev complained, "I knew it! You're definitely going to drag me here as a laborer! How are the profits of this factory going to be distributed?"
"We'll split it 50-50," Yang Ming raised his eyebrows, "I'll also keep my share with you for subsequent continuous investment."
"That's more like it," Kolev smiled with satisfaction. "I never thought that I would continue to fight in the business world when I'm old. Listen, I have a plan."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "I'm all ears."
Kolev began to tell the story with great interest.
Basically, they use business licenses to open branches, find ways to absorb similar factories, gradually become a giant in this small category of the industry, and then control the pricing power.
Yang Ming was not optimistic about this.
"Lao-6 Ring is Luofeng's core industry. They can't allow any supporting industry to form a monopoly."
Kolev nodded: "That's right, oh, I haven't thought about it enough."
Lu suddenly jumped out: "Boss, why don't we upgrade the production process? Reduce costs, increase production, reduce manual participation, and increase the proportion of fully automatic robots. We will have a rapidly developing chemical plant!"
Yang Ming laughed and scolded: "Do you want the Intelligent Machine Crisis Investigation Committee to come to me directly? Remember, Lu, you must not transform those production robots! That is our foothold at this stage!"
"Well," Lu spread his hands, "It is necessary to take some risks, Lu thinks."
Kolev wondered, "So what do you think?"
"Using this factory as a base, we will build branch factories and develop new production lines."
Yang Ming's voice is full of confidence:
“The chemical products we want to produce cannot be limited to rhodium-6 rings, but should be aimed at the living needs of the Luofeng Empire and the surrounding administrative stars. We must find a way to compete with the products of the New Federation.
"In these less technically intensive and less noticeable industries, lawyers can definitely try to make some industrial upgrades to increase our competitiveness.
"Once we have completed the preliminary layout, we can directly apply to the Luofeng Empire authorities for industrial protection. We can get as many benefits as we can, tie our factories to the political achievements of local officials, and focus on operating the seven or eight economically backward cities on the back of Yilanduo Star, taking advantage of the low labor costs there."
Kolev whispered, "We'll need a lot of money. I don't plan to use all my savings. I can only put in half! And it has to be a project with positive returns!"
"Of course, making money is also our second major goal. The specific plan is left to you, uncle. The Law Society will provide full technical support."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "I will figure out the other half of the funds. Just make sure that these factories are completely under our control."
Kolev shrugged: "Under this system, if the royal family wants to mess with us, it only takes a few words."
"Don't worry," Yang Ming sank into the soft sofa, "The royal family will not be an obstacle to us."
"Why? Don't be so sure."
Yang Ming said: "Super Enterprise is one of our development lines. I will find a way to get close to the royal family and develop another development line, military merit, title, and fiefdom. We can't put all our eggs in one basket."
Ding ding!
The watch vibrated slightly, and Lu had already read the message that Yang Ming had just received.
"Do you have time for a drink, Mr. Yang Ming?"
Yang Ming wondered, "Who invited you?"
"The Second Prince."
"See," Yang Ming chuckled, "this chemical plant is not given away for free."
