It was two days after Lai Huri arrived that Nan Yi finally sat down with Luo Qianqian in the restaurant.
Two years ago, ever since he helped with the transaction, Nan Yi had not cared about Lou Xiaoyuan and the others' case. Anyway, the box of Hong Kong dollars he provided returned to him more than a month later, except that some of the stacks of money were not his original ones.
The numbers were correct, so Nan Yi didn't worry too much about it.
After taking a few bites of food, Luo Qianqian said, "The case was not handled very well back then. Li Tangming, the devil, was not crucified. He was only sentenced to one and a half years. He has been released and has not reported to the police station for three or four months."
"Did he go to another place, or did he just sneak out of the country?"
"I don't know. He is a released prisoner, not a wanted criminal. The local police can only pay more attention to him and visit his home from time to time, but they can't issue a joint investigation notice."
"Forget it, let's not talk about him."
Nan Yi moved the dishes on the table to make it easier for the waiter to put the dishes on.
"Then tell me about the matter. There is a case in the next two days. My pager may ring at any time. As soon as it rings, I will leave." Luo Qianqian took out the pager from her pocket, looked at it, and said.
"Do you know how many people are coming from Ice City?"
"Does it have anything to do with you?"
When Luo Qianqian asked this question, Nan Yi knew that these people had fallen into the police's sight.
"It has nothing to do with me. A friend of mine hired them to teach someone a lesson, but in the end, he got taught a lesson by someone else."
"Then tell your friends to stay away from them."
Luo Qianqian didn't seem to say anything, but Nan Yi's goal had been achieved. He came to Luo Qianqian just to order these people from Ice City.
"I'll definitely keep him away."
"Now that you've finished talking about your business, it's my turn. Do me a favor." Luo Qianqian put down her chopsticks and said.
"I'm listening."
"I have a younger brother named Luo Shenshen, who just graduated from college this year and has not reported for the assigned position."
"So what kind of job does he want to do?"
For Nan Yi and his classmates, no matter which university they graduated from, they were assigned good jobs. In addition, most of the graduates had come from the Earth Repair stage, so they would happily report for a good job.
The first session was like this, and the next two sessions were similar, with basically no troublemakers. But it was different in the fourth session. The good positions had already been taken by the people who had been assigned the jobs before, and the value of the assigned work became lower and lower, so naturally there were more and more troublemakers.
"Join a foreign company."
"Your family's conditions should not be bad, right?" Nan Yi asked in surprise.
Luo Qianqian explained: "It's not because of the high salary in foreign companies, he wants to go abroad."
"don't know."
Nan Yi was confused by Luo Qianqian. Going abroad shouldn't be going in this direction.
"He wants to work on Wall Street and go to a foreign company in order to get a work visa." Luo Qianqian explained again.
"It's easy to get a work visa. You don't have to work for a foreign company. Give my pager number to your brother and ask him to call me tomorrow. I'll meet him first." Nan Yi said, "I want to know some of your family's privacy."
Luo glanced at Nan Yi and said, "Ask."
"Who in your family was a big capitalist in Shanghai before liberation?"
"Your family is the capitalist."
"You're right, my grandmother's family is a big capitalist."
Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes at Nan Yi and said, "My grandfather worked at the Shanghai Huashang Stock Exchange for a few years before liberation. He was just a clerk. Because of this experience, he once ran into trouble."
"It's just a small clerk, what trouble can it cause?"
Nan Yi was very curious. How could the experience of a small stock exchange clerk have such an impact later on? Could it be that he had helped some big shot to speculate in stocks?
Luo Qianqian said calmly: "My grandfather once bought a stock from the Kingdom of Qin, and they would send dividends to me every year."
“Tsk tsk!”
Nan Yi sucked his teeth, and first sighed that the American capitalists were very trustworthy. At the same time, he was deeply interested in this Luo. With his family background in learning, who knows, he might meet a treasure.
"Eat the food, eat the food, and let your brother call me."
There will be different needs at different stages. At the beginning, Nan Yi did not need to hear different voices. He just needed someone to act as an extension of his hands and feet and strictly execute his orders, so he preferred to find a female general.
But now it is different. His limbs are long enough, but not enough. He needs more limbs, needs to hear different voices and opposing opinions. The Nan family has reached the time when it needs a leader.
Luo Qianqian had just finished half a bowl of rice when her pager rang.
Putting down her chopsticks, Luo Qianqian left immediately.
Nan Yi sat down and finished his meal slowly, then made a phone call in the restaurant. He walked around the street for a while and then went to a cafe.
When he arrived, Bai Yuqi was already waiting at a seat.
As soon as Nan Yi sat down opposite Bai Yuqi, Bai Yuqi handed him a stack of manuscript paper.
Nan Yi took the manuscript and put it away without even looking at it. He took out a manila envelope from his pocket and put it on the table. "Mr. Bai, I'll pay you first. I don't understand the drawings, so I'll take them back and ask someone who understands to take a look. If there's anything that needs to be changed, I'll have to trouble you again."
"It's my duty." Bai Yuqi glanced at the envelope and said politely.
"I have something to do later, so I'll leave first. The coffee here is good, please enjoy it slowly." As he said that, Nan Yi put two fifty-dollar bills on the table.
Bai Yuqi looked at the money on the table, pursed his lips, and just said "goodbye".
"See you next time."
Nan Yi waved his hand and turned to leave.
In fact, it wouldn't cost 20,000 yuan for Nan Yi to ask Bai Yuqi to work on the plan. Even if it was divided by 20, Bai Yuqi would take over the project after some inner struggle, because he was poor.
Bai Yuqi has a sick mother who has to spend dozens of dollars on medicine every month; he has a wife with a rural household registration who has no good job and a very low income; he has three children who are all at an age where they can feed their father.
Although Nan Yi called Bai Yuqi a white worker, in fact Bai Yuqi did not have the level of a senior worker, and naturally did not have the salary and benefits of a senior worker. He only made a hundred and twenty yuan a month, which was not low for others, but it was tight for him.
When Nan Yi found out about Bai Yuqi, he also found out some background information. According to others, Bai Yuqi was a capable but cowardly person who was used to being bullied in the factory. He did all the dirty and tiring work while others got the benefits. When the salary levels were determined, he was always put last.
Money is a man's courage. With 20,000 yuan, Bai Yuqi has the confidence. It's time to vent the anger that he has been holding back for so many years.
After leaving the cafe, Nan Yi went to the Great Wall Hotel and sent Bai Yuqi's proposal to Lijiaopo. After sending the fax, Nan Yi called Leng Yan.
“Have the sharp edges of those thorns been smoothed out?”
"It's still a little bit off."
"Then continue to talk, Comrade Leng, the finances of our Shengchen Pharmaceutical must be transparent and open. Let Accountant Jiang sort out the factory's accounts and make a list to post on the bulletin board."
"Haha, didn't you say that as long as you are in the factory for one day, the employees won't have to worry about not getting their wages?" Leng Yan laughed on the other end of the phone.
"Yes, I did say that, but now I'm backing off." Nan Yi joked, then turned serious and said, "We need to focus on the workers' affairs and the Bagui Pharmaceutical Factory's affairs."
"knew."
Nan Yi hung up the phone and waited for more than three hours before receiving the "very excellent" evaluation result from Lijiaopo.
…
Decree date.
It is still in the courtyard of the old villa.
Nan Yi looked deeply into Luo's eyes and asked in English: "What do you think is the essence of finance? I don't want to hear the definition in the textbook, nor do I want to hear the answer you heard from the teacher. Just tell me the answer you think."
Nan Yi's arrow-like gaze burned Luo Shenshen's courage, making him feel uneasy. Luo Shenshen used great willpower to restrain his impulse to jump up and run away. After weighing and struggling for a long time, he tremblingly said his truest view of finance, "I think the essence of finance is the opportunity to get rich quickly."
"Your answer is dangerous, but I like it. If this is what you really think, you will either be in the clouds or in hell in the future."
After Nan Yi finished speaking, he took out a deck of playing cards, picked out four Aces, big and small jokers, and four twos, gathered the cards together, and while shuffling them, he said, "Luck is illusory, but no matter what you do, you can't do without luck.
There was a man named Roy Sullivan in the United States. He was struck by lightning seven times in his life, but each time he was only slightly injured. Do you think his luck is good or bad? "
"Is he still alive?"
"He died four years ago. He had a conflict with his wife and shot himself in his own home." Nan Yi said, and then added playfully: "Women are scary, right? Lightning couldn't kill him, but women made him willing to die."
After that, Nan Yi put the poker cards in his hand on the low table, "There are 10 cards in total. If you draw a two, it will be as if you have never been here today. If you draw an A, I will help you get a work visa, but when you arrive in China, in Wall Street, you have always dreamed of, you have to find a job on your own.
If you win the lottery, I will help you find an internship in a company. After the internship, if you want to stay in the company, you need to beat dozens of competitors.
If you are extremely lucky and draw the big ghost, then congratulations, you will get a formal office assistant job. Oh, this is actually a miscellaneous position in the office, and anyone can tell you to do things.
Come on, you’re welcome.”
Luo Shenshen looked down at the cards, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and rummaged through the cards, pulled one out, and without any extra movements, put it directly in front of his eyes.
As soon as he saw the cards, Luo Shenshen was immediately overjoyed, "Big ghost, big ghost!"
Nan Yi doesn't gamble himself, but he knows and is acquainted with many gamblers. No matter whether it's Poker or Niu Niu, gamblers usually have many procedures and actions when looking at the cards. They cover a card tightly, look vertically to see if it is pointed or round, and then look at the sides horizontally. After looking at the sides, they have to push it up and blow on it.
It's as if if you just show the cards, they will change.
Luo Shenshen is not a gambler, so naturally he doesn't have that many tricks, but when he opened the cards, he didn't hesitate too much, and Nan Yi admired this about him very much.
"Congratulations. Go back and apply for a passport. Your visa will be delivered in a few days." Nan Yi smiled knowingly and said.
"Thank you, thank you Brother Nan." Luo Shenshen said happily.
"Go back."
As soon as Luo Shenshen left, Nan Yi took Nan Wuwei to Yongding Road.
Starting from the second half of last year, second-hand book stalls began to appear on Yongding Road. Initially, there were only one or two stalls. Later, relatives brought relatives to open the stalls, and slowly the number of stalls increased. Now there are forty or fifty stalls, which means that there are two families.
One family came from Central China and their surname was Wang, and the other family came from Shandong Province and their surname was also Wang.
When they arrived at Yongding Road, Nan Yi held Nan Wuwei's little hand, stopped at a stall, and glanced at the old books spread on the oilcloth.
Nan Yi didn't want to pick up a bargain, nor did he have the ability to pick up a big bargain, so he didn't care whether it was old or not, or whether it was unique or not. He only cared about what was written on the paper. He came here today mainly to find a book and buy a few books he liked.
Nan Yi's eyes swept across half of the stall and stopped on a yellowish book.
After picking up the book and flipping through it to make sure the heart inside hadn't been changed, Nan Yi asked the stall owner, "How much is this one?"
"Two."
Without any nonsense, Nan Yi simply threw down two dollars and stuffed the book into his military bag.
It's not a rare and precious book, but a memoir-style love novel written by Yu Meiyan. The book tells the story of her love experience with her four-digit ex-boyfriend. It is a mess and a waste. Nan Yi plans to take it back and criticize it.
"Dad, I want this one." Nan Wuwei, who was standing next to Nan Yi, pointed at a comic book and said.
"Buy it yourself."
Nan Yi replied and continued to scan the remaining half of the stall. Nan Wu asked the price for himself, paid for himself, and pocketed the comic books himself.
After looking at one stall, Nan Yi went to the next one.
At this stall, Nan Yi made some gains. He bought a copy of "Midnight" which was printed in the second edition in February 1933 by the Kai Ming Bookstore and was owned by the famous bookbinder Mo Zhiheng. He spent six yuan on it.
However, he still didn't see the book he was looking for.
Wandering around one stall after another, when he came to the 17th stall, Nan Yi's eyes lit up - he found the book he was looking for, "Slingshot Manual" compiled by Zhang Heding.
"Son, this is for you." Nan Yi picked up the book and slapped it into Nan Wuwei's hand. "This is a secret manual of martial arts. As long as you master the skills in it, you will be invincible."
"Dad, you are lying. This is clearly a lesson on how to use a slingshot." Nan Wuwei opened the book and pointed to an illustration.
“Yes, as long as you master the slingshot technique in the secret book, your slingshot skills will be the best among your friends.” Nan Yi touched Nan Wuwei’s head and said with a smile.
"Slingshot..." Nan Wuwei pursed his lips and said, "Dad, I don't want to play with a slingshot, I want to play with a gun."
"No, you're too young. The recoil of the gun is too strong. You can't control it."
"Even toy guns are not okay?"
"You are a man, if you want to play, play with real guns."
“Oh.”
Taking Nan Wuwei back to the old house, Nan Yi first sent Wu Kun to buy glass, then went to the workshop to get a vermilion slingshot, walked to Nan Wuwei, held the slingshot in his hand, and said in a eunuch voice: "Nan Wuwei, take the slingshot."
Nan Wuwei's eyes rolled around, "Dad, do you want to kneel down?"
"Why are you kneeling? Take it." Nan Yi stuffed the slingshot into Nan Wuwei's hand and said, "This slingshot is called the Kanglong Bow. Back then, Daoguang relied on the Kanglong Bow to show his bravery in the Linqing Rebellion, which won the favor of Jiaqing. Jiaqing sealed his name in a golden box and made Daoguang the heir to the throne.
Today, Daddy will give you the Kanglong Bow. With this slingshot, you will go to the battlefield, conquer this street, expand the territory, and establish yourself as a king. From now on, Daddy will call you His Majesty the Child King."
"Uh-huh."
Nan Wuwei nodded his head, stroked the slingshot, his eyes gleamed with light, and his whole body was filled with fighting spirit.
"Hu...ha...hu...ha...I ask the world if this mountain is the highest."
Bathed in the background music, Nan Wuwei began to train hard in the hottest days of summer and the coldest days of winter. One day, his magical skills will be perfected, and then he will go out with a scarlet slingshot to cause trouble.
Nan Yi was not worried that Nan Wuwei would hit someone. He knew his own son well, and it was inevitable that some glass would be broken in other people's houses. He had already prepared the glass, and would prepare some cakes tomorrow, waiting to apologize to others.
Hoop rolling, spinning top, bamboo dragonfly, toy car made of wood and ball bearings, periscope made of toothpaste box, water gun made of bamboo tube, beer cap flattened and cut into gear shape, with two holes pierced and stringed...
Nan Yi prepared for Nan Wuwei or made them with him, except for the match gun, all the homemade toys he had seen and remembered, and he would try his best to make them exquisite.
Because of this, Nan Yi became "someone else's dad" in the eyes of the children living in the old villas. From time to time, the children would bring beer bottle caps to him for processing, and their reward to him was smiles and clear snot.
Nan Yi also asked someone to bring a truckload of clay and pile it in the narrow space so that the children could make clay figures or make themselves a small pistol.
Before, the mothers in the neighborhood had been talking about Nan Yi behind his back. Now, he comes home covered in mud every day and his clothes are so hard to wash that the discussions have turned into verbal criticism. Probably, it won’t be long before they come to his door to fight.
"Wuwei, does your father beat you?"
The friends who got beaten the night before would all ask Nan Wuwei the same question the next day.
After learning that Nan Wuwei had never been beaten, the friends almost erased the word "other people's" from their hearts.
After a trip to the glove factory, Nan Yi brought back some used crochet hooks for knitting gloves. He cut off the hooks on the tops, sharpened them, and used feathers from a feather duster to make balance whiskers, and made dozens of darts for Nan Wuwei.
I went to the vegetable market again and begged the vendors selling chickens, ducks and geese to give me the longest and straightest feathers on the goose's butt. I took them home and carefully flattened them. Then I inserted a sewing needle into the goose feather tube and glued it on. A goose feather dart was born.
A bricklayer was hired to open a one-meter-wide gap in the old house towards a narrow open space. One wall was changed into three walls, and an inward-facing opening was made on the courtyard wall. A short washbasin was built in the recess and a water pipe was connected from the yard.
I bought seven soap boxes and carved each of my friends' names on the boxes. I had to replace the soap boxes with seven new travel soaps every day, and I had to replenish the soap boxes every few days.
Children are good at making things, so they consume them quickly. Occasionally, adults will come and steal some to save money.
Nan Yi turned a blind eye to all of this. Although the camera on the bamboo pole higher than the courtyard wall had long been hidden in the bamboo leaves, the narrow open space was monitored in real time without any blind spots.
After the mason finished building the washbasin, Nan Yi did not let him leave directly. Instead, he went next door and built a simple hut in the yard with a large window facing the street.
After the house was built, Nan Yi ordered a glass counter to be made to order, and spent several thousand dollars to buy a refrigerator and a freezer. He also bought all the snacks and ice cream bars for children on the market, as long as he thought they were hygienic enough.
My friend’s shop will open soon. The items in the store will not be sold for money. If anyone wants to buy something, they can sing a song or recite a Tang Dynasty poem and pick one to take away. People can buy up to three times a day.
The convenience store business is very bleak, with only 7 regular customers, and 21 transactions is the daily ceiling.
Seven or eight days passed in a blink of an eye. During these days, Nan Yi patiently taught the seven little friends to develop the habit of washing their hands before eating.
He didn't dare not teach well. He was the one who made all the messy toys and the clay. If any of his friends had worms in their stomach, he would be the one to blame, and he would never be wrong.
After seven or eight days, Nan Wuwei has become accustomed to, or rather hopes that there will be a period of time every day when Nan Yi and Liu Zhen will not be around in front of him. That time belongs to him and his friends.
It was also during these seven or eight days that the seven friends became sworn brothers, turned their clear snot into fragrance, became sworn brothers and sisters, and gave their gang a resounding name - the Calabash Brothers and Sisters.
Nan Yi changed his previous behavior and actively approached the gang, shamelessly asking for the position of chief protector.
After becoming the chief protector, Nan Yi went to find a piece of thin wood, tied a thin string to it and hung it on a bamboo pole, and wrote the words "Four Seas" on the thin wood. As long as he blew gently, Four Seas would sway in the wind.
He found a broken wooden barrel and turned it into a bench, and wrote the word "jianghu" on the barrel.
Just like that, the gourd brothers and sisters unified the martial arts world and became famous all over the world.
On the ninth day, Nan Yi, who was already half redundant, started to get busy with his own affairs.
Under Nan Wuwei's expectant and urging eyes, Nan Yi finished the porridge in the bowl. As soon as he put the bowl down, it was immediately taken away by Nan Wuwei, and then there were tinkling and clanging sounds in the kitchen.
Just as Nan Yi was about to go out with his bag, Nan Wuwei had already washed the dishes. He was like a gust of wind, blowing out of the yard and disappearing.
Turning around, Nan Yi went to the kitchen to check the dishes that Nan Wuwei had just washed. When he touched them, he found the edges of the bowls were greasy, so he decided to come back in the evening and give them a good knock.
Baiwanzhuang, Gong Xue’s house.
Sitting in the study room converted from the guest bedroom, Nan Yi took out a piece of information he had just received and started reading it.
This is a list of overseas students currently studying at famous universities in the United States. After screening, they are mainly majoring in economics and finance.
Luo Shenshen's appearance made Nan Yi realize that the "fission" plan he had planned long ago could be implemented.
We select international students who are from developing countries and are willing to return to their home countries to work in venture capital and capital industries, provide them with good financing channels, give them opportunities to lay eggs under the auspices of others, and help them build their own careers.
Nan's company not only reaped financial rewards, but also opened a hole through which it could quietly extend its tentacles. The shares it holds have great development potential and are expected to become shares of unicorns or hidden champion companies.
The fission plan belongs to the glove group. It will supplement the white glove plan. Unlike the white glove plan which requires loyalty, the fission plan has nothing to do with loyalty. Everything depends on the cooperation agreement.
It is necessary to set up several more companies and connect them with fission, otherwise it will be easy for others to follow the clues and figure out the context and scale of the entire plan, which will make people jealous.
After reading the information, Nan Yi picked up the world map and used a ruler to divide the target area into areas. In the future, each area will be connected by different company groups, and there will be no cross-connection between company groups, and each group will be independent.
Nan's hands are like those of a game account, with tens of thousands of offshore and non-offshore shell companies. Some have been used, while others are still being maintained and may not be activated until several years, a dozen years, or even decades later.
Whoever wants to track them down, not to mention that most of these accounts will eventually become useless, Nan Yi has never thought of using these accounts to do shady business. He just simply doesn't want others to know the true strength of the Nan family.
Nan Yi still likes to hide in a dark corner. He doesn't need others to worship and praise him, and he doesn't want to attract envy, jealousy and hatred.
Sometimes the judgment of right and wrong depends only on the subjective judgment of the forces that have the power to judge. As long as they feel that you are a threat, they can label you as wrong, get rid of you, and maintain their supreme ruling position.
How many people would give their property to someone else's son and let their own son call him "big brother" just because the other person's son is more capable?
Except for "Mr. Wang next door" who will definitely divide his property with the outsiders next door, as for other people, haha...is mental retardation contagious?
While Nan Yi was writing and drawing on the map, in Hu Jian's Youxian, in the office building of Zhu Youxiao Wood Industry, a subsidiary of Luban Forestry, general manager Zhu Jialuo was holding a meeting with his subordinates.
At the meeting, he assigned areas of responsibility to several deputy managers, and sent them to Wuchuan, Guizhou, Hunan, Hubei and local forestry departments to contact and purchase golden nanmu; they went to Qiongdao to be responsible for huanghuali, red sandalwood and wenge; and they headed to Southeast Asia to target rosewood and agarwood.
Zhu Youxiao Wood Industry's development is positioned in the field of high-end wood and high-end furniture. Its main tasks in recent years have been stockpiling and research and development, and studying various high-end wood alternatives.
In Xianghe, Hebei Province, Shiquan Wood Industry, which is committed to deepening its roots in the general wood furniture industry, is working overtime to build its own production plant.
Shi Hongli, the director of Shiquan Wood Industry, a native of Hunan and Chu whose grandfather's surname was Shi, was patrolling the construction site with a few people.
"The timber warehouse needs to be built quickly. The timber we imported is already floating on the sea. Also, urge those who are recruiting carpenters in the south to hurry up and send them over as soon as they are recruited..."
There are several regions in the country where good carpenters are concentrated. If you go around Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Jiangxi and Anhui, it will be no problem to recruit tens of thousands of senior carpenters as long as the wages are sufficient.
However, Shiquan Wood Industry does not need too many senior carpenters, and what it actually needs to recruit are apprentices.
Carpenters and bricklayers still adhere to the old rules and do not take in apprentices easily. Once they accept an apprentice, they will do their best to teach him well. The apprentice is also obliged to work for the master for one or two years for free before becoming a master.
The old rules are good rules, but they are becoming less and less suitable for this rapidly changing society. Young people have not received wages for several years and have no money to smoke or buy things. How can people, who are becoming more and more impetuous, tolerate this?
Once these apprentices hear that they can earn tens or hundreds of yuan a month by working in the north, at least 60 to 70 percent of them will choose to betray their master.
This choice has its pros and cons. They lose the opportunity to be politely called "Master" by the master, and are also away from the unreasonable master who withholds their wages. They will become assembly line workers, getting a stable income and slim opportunities for upward promotion.
As long as Chinese people need furniture, Shiquan Wood Industry will basically be invincible. No matter whether it is competing on quality or price, Shiquan Wood Industry is happy to serve. When it comes to quality, how many people are more willing to share the fruits of victory with others than Nan Yi?
If the effort can be rewarded in excess, talented people would be happy to stay and work at Shiquan Wood Industry.
When it comes to competing on price, Luban Forestry has a global presence, buying and growing timber on its own. It can provide low-priced timber to its subsidiaries all year round. In five or ten years, who the hell is going to squeeze who?
Shiquan Wood Industry could afford to suffer losses for ten consecutive years, but other furniture companies would suffer losses in one year and most of them would go bankrupt.
Don’t think that Nan Yi doesn’t understand that victory lies in outlasting the opponent. In the industry that the Nan Group needs to dig deep into, if anyone tries to play this game with him, he will drain the last bit of energy out of the opponent.
Anyway, Nan can change his strategy at any time. If furniture is not profitable, he can shift the profit point to wood, and vice versa.
After Nan Yi divided the area, he put away the map, took out a stack of manuscript paper, and wrote a title on it - Centennial Trees, on the irreplaceable role of forests in soil and water conservation.
One by one, the lines appeared on the paper.
Nan Yi would like to call on the mainland to further strengthen forest protection, enter the era of scientific logging as soon as possible, and take into account both public and private interests.
It would be great if ordinary people only had the obligation to plant but not the right to cut down trees.
After writing, Nan Yi thought it over carefully and then crumpled the manuscript paper into a ball.
He does not need to come up with ideas himself, nor does he need to execute them himself. The reason he writes it down and spends energy thinking about it is so that when the reports are submitted, he can "fill in the gaps" and leave an impression of his wisdom in the minds of his subordinates.
If no one at Luban Wood Industry comes up with a similar idea, Nan Yi will have to make major personnel adjustments at Luban Wood Industry and kick out all the lazy people one by one.
"Contact Yamei and ask her to select a personal secretary for me. He must be a man, preferably from the mainland." After throwing the paper ball into a special garbage bag, Nan Yi said to the school beauty.
"clear."
Ueto Masami no longer has much time to follow Nan Yi. The title of secretary has unknowingly added the word "director" to the end of her title. Nan Yi needs a full-time personal secretary, and no longer let the school beauty take on multiple roles.
After sitting and thinking about whether he had finished what he needed to do, Nan Yi stood up, tidied up the table, took the things he needed to take, and went out to the clothing market that was converted from the Xidan Stadium.
"Master, how's business going?"