Chapter Ninety-Four: What to Pretend?
Agents are quite conscious in the face of profits, and try their best to promote Bang Shun equipment. They have their own talents and carry out a variety of marketing campaigns.
In some cities, some customers who don't work so closely with Mingchang Group have been shaken. The quality is about the same, but there is a gap in price, and the local agents only sell Bang Shun equipment.
Some factory owners have their own considerations, for example, to buy Mingchang's equipment, there are only local direct stores, and the direct stores are all newly established, and the person in charge is a foreigner. The factory owner can't be trusted from the heart, after all, he is not familiar with it.
The agents are different, they are all local, and they usually have to deal with each other, and some are even relatives and friends. Acquaintances don't sell Mingchang equipment anymore, so what does that mean? Isn't Bangshun's equipment better?
Coupled with the price advantage, many new equipment or new food factories choose Bang Shun equipment. Although such a change is not common, it is enough to affect the market share of Mingchang and Bangshun.
Wu Ke silently followed the discovery of the situation, trying to control this change within a reasonable range. It is necessary not only to give Bang Shun a chance to breathe, stabilize Song Zhihe to ensure that he does not withdraw his investment, but also to ensure that Mingchang's sales do not fall off a cliff. Only in this way can he have enough time to convince Chen Mingchang to transfer the shares to him.
After cashing out the shares, I have not worked in vain in the past few years, and I can leave calmly.
It was not easy to convince Chen Mingchang, and since he dared to make that supplementary clause in private, he must be able to deal with all kinds of legal and auditing troubles.
There is no hope in relying on words alone, unless the facts speak for themselves and Chen Mingchang bows to reality.
Chen Mingchang is not a fool, although he is jealous and can sometimes focus on infighting, but when Mingchang Group is facing a crisis, he can still carry it clearly.
In Wu Ke's heart, the original vague plan has become clearer and clearer, and what he has to do now is to pull Mingchang and Bangshun into a protracted tug-of-war, no one can do it, and no one is convinced. After a long time, both sides will carefully assess the losses caused by the competition. In particular, Mingchang Group has relatively weak financial strength.
At that time, negotiation became the best choice for Song Zhihe and Chen Mingchang. However, Chen Mingchang has only been in charge of the overall situation for many years, and he only knows a little about production, sales, finance, technology, etc., and when the time comes, he can only negotiate on behalf of Mingchang, and he can't find a second person.
At that time, it was the best time for a showdown, and in order to reach a settlement with Bang Shun, Chen Mingchang had no reason to refuse his legitimate demands. The equity has already been rewarded to me, why not give it to me?
Wu Ke was pondering in the office when Song Zhihe's assistant called and asked if he had time to meet.
Although it was expected, Wu Ke was still overjoyed, and his Song teammates really went on the road and kept increasing their chips for themselves.
Wu Ke pinched the microphone and pretended to be embarrassed and said:
"I'm afraid something is wrong, last time Mr. Song made too much movement, and there was a lot of misunderstanding at Mr. Chen, and it took a long time to explain before ......"
The assistant is also an old man, and he couldn't help but laugh:
"Vice President Wu, last time was last time, this time is this time. Mr. Song is full of praise for you! Looking at the whole province, there are not many people in the business community who can be invited by Mr. Song. ”
Wu Ke did not reply immediately, but said that he was currently busy with energy saving, consumption reduction and efficiency improvement in the park, and he was afraid that he would not be able to spare time, so he would look back at the schedule and then give a formal reply.
The assistant scolded in his heart and hung up the phone, what kind of pretend? Mr. Song dared to refuse the invitation? What kind of thing?
As a result, only a few minutes later, before the assistant finished smoking a cigarette, Wu Ke's phone called, it was a mobile phone number.
It's not that Wu Ke is more careful, Chen Mingchang can really do something to monitor, and the company's office phone is not tampered with.
"Hey, Vice President Wu, have you figured it out so quickly, can you get the schedule out?"
There was a joke in the assistant's words, he has seen a lot of such people.
"I took a look, there will be time for the evenings of tomorrow and tomorrow, Mr. Song invited me, how can I not see it, right? ”
"Okay, it's set until tomorrow night, the location is still in the provincial capital State Guest House, not far from the highway, you can drive yourself." ”
The assistant was a Vietnamese-Singaporean, who grew up in Singapore and was accustomed to being conceited and looked down on people from non-developed countries. It has only been two weeks since he came to the provincial capital in place of Meng Zhang, and he scolded everything here. Today, Song Zhihe just asked him to inform Wu Ke, and Song Zhihe didn't think about the specific time, but as a result, he was too deep into the drama and regarded himself as the boss, and he set the time and place with a bald mouth.
The first person who was unhappy was of course Wu Ke, who contacted this assistant for the first time and hung up the phone with a confused face. Where did Song Zhihe find this? Directly made a decision for the boss? Ma Ma criticized, you said that tomorrow will be tomorrow? After a while, Wu Ke was stunned for a moment, is this person Song Zhihe's assistant?
Got by a psychopath?!
The assistant happily knocked on Song Zhihe's door, and he successfully completed the task, and praise is indispensable.
"Mr. Song!"
Song Zhihe also had a red face, but when the assistant just shouted "Mr. Song", he waved his hand and suppressed:
"Look at this. ”
Song Zhihe handed a scanned copy to his assistant, still with a red face.
"Oh, Chairman Song, congratulations!"
Song Zhihe waved his hand: "Hey! My brother has been chairman of the board for 10 years, and it's time for me to sit in that chair. This time, my uncles and brothers unanimously chose me, in order to let Bang Shun change the weather. ”
"Chairman Song, when will you return to the headquarters to take up your post?"
"I'm not busy, it's a sure thing, what are you doing in a hurry to go back? Besides, things here have just begun, and I can't leave for a short time. This competition with the Mingchang Group must be won! So that I can go back with my head up. You do a good job, and I'll give you credit for doing a good job. ”
The assistant was overjoyed: "Chairman Song, rest assured, a company like Mingchang, I really can't put it in my eyes." ”
Song Zhihe stiffened his smile: "What happened to what you did?
"Chairman Song invited him to give him face, he dared to have no time? He made an appointment, tomorrow at eight o'clock in the evening, at the guest house, he came by himself. ”
Song Zhihe said with a dark face: "Wait a minute, what did you just say? What is eight o'clock tomorrow night? What is the guest house?"
"The time and place of the meeting, this Wu Ke is also interesting, he first said that he didn't have time, and after less than five minutes, he called back with a dead face and said that he had time. I'll help you set the time. ”
Song Zhihe laughed angrily: "He didn't scold you? Why did you help others set a time? And let people drive over by themselves? Who gave you the power? My daughter didn't dare to help me make decisions!"
The more Song Zhihe scolded, the darker his face became, he couldn't imagine that the headquarters had sent this person to assist him. I just became the chairman of the board of directors, and this new official has three fires in office, and I am worried that I can't find a place for the first one.
"Chairman Song, he is the vice president of a local company, I was afraid that he would be slippery, so I set the time directly on the phone. ”
"I asked you to set a time?"
"At the headquarters, I was the administrative director......
"Get out! Go straight back to headquarters! I'll clean you up when I go back!"
Song Zhihe was really angry, he was polite when he saw Wu Ke, but this assistant didn't treat himself as an outsider. I was afraid that Wu Ke wouldn't come, but now it's okay, there's nothing I can do if people are really angry and don't come? My brother sent this person over on purpose, right?
But it doesn't matter, this person has been driven away anyway, let him think for himself.
Song Zhihe and Song Zhishan are brothers, and they are not fratricidal, but the big family has the troubles and rules of the big family. A family of thousand, one person in charge. In the past, Song Zhishan was full of words, and even coming to this place to enter the equipment production industry was his platoon, and Meng Zhang in front was his right-hand man.
But everyone has ideals, and Song Zhihe has lived under his brother's invisibility for too long with ambitions. The key is that he thinks that his brother's vision ability is not as good as his, and Bang Shun has made many investment mistakes in recent years, and his brother has an unshirkable responsibility, and he is not to blame that his uncles do not support him.
Now that he has got what he wants, it's time to show what he's capable of. Although the investment decision here was arranged by my brother, since I am now in charge of it, I have to make an appearance.
His vision is different, and winning over Wu Ke is not just to compete with Mingchang, it may be more useful to bring him back to the headquarters, such a talent is rare.
Thinking of this, Song Zhihe personally dialed Wu Ke's phone.
"Chairman Song, congratulations!"
Wu Ke warmly congratulated.
Song Zhihe was shocked: "You are very well-informed, Vice President Wu, where did you get the news?"
Wu Ke just hung up Song Qing's phone, Song Qing's meaning is very clear, his father has become the leader of Bang Shun, and there is a lot to be done with him, Wu Ke has to seize the opportunity.
But Wu Ke was not interested in the internal affairs of Bang Shun, and he never thought of joining Bang Shun Group. I've done too much in Mingchang, and I can do it myself if I leave Mingchang, what's the point of following someone else?
Wu Ke said pretendically: "Chairman Song, there is a spy around you, don't you know?"
Song Zhihe quickly recalled a few people around him, and felt that it shouldn't be, who would leak the company's secrets to Wu Ke? Several core members around him were brought from the headquarters, so they wouldn't have been taken down by Wu Ke so soon, right?
"Vice President Wu, my assistant was a little presumptuous just now, and I have already fired him. As compensation, I will go to City A for this meeting, and you can decide the time and place. ”
Wu Ke lay in a big groove, that person was really Song Zhihe's assistant, but he still said politely:
"Chairman Song, you are too polite, don't blame him, there is no need to be so strict with him, he is not easy. We can meet anywhere, and I will be waiting for your notification at any time. ”
The two hung up the phone after a few more words, Song Zhihe had a shadow in his heart, who leaked the company's secrets in Nima?
Three days later, Song Zhihe secretly came to City A, only bringing his daughter Song Qing, and Wu Ke chose the meeting address in a private club in the south of the city.
The two sides tacitly kept this meeting a secret, except for Song Zhihe's father and daughter and Wu Ke, almost no one knew about this meeting.
said almost, that is, it was still a leak, and when Wu Ke drove to the club alone, he followed with a tail.
According to normal logic, Wu Ke should have made a few circles to shake off his tail after finding out, but he didn't do that.
Isn't this normal? You don't know, what else does it mean for me to see Song Zhihe?