Since the 90s, at the end of every year, there is a category of people who will be busy.

They would board green trains to all parts of the country, buy the cheapest night tickets, stay in the cheapest roadside guest houses, eat steamed buns and drink cold water, and even find a warmer place on the street to lay a bunk.

They don't carry any money with them, because they don't have much money, but they usually have two pieces of paper in their closest pockets:

One is the identity certificate or letter of introduction of the unit, and the other is an IOU.

This group of people is called the 'army of debt collectors', and the main members are the employees and their families of the enterprises, and many enterprises with average efficiency will reduce or even suspend production tasks at the end of the year, and send out some workers to collect debts everywhere with large and small IOUs.

Correspondingly, there are such a group of bosses and entrepreneurs, at this time of each year, they habitually see the beginning and not the end, and the debt collection army plays a game of hide and seek, fighting who can hide better, who can endure more, survive the New Year's pass for a few months, the debt collection army is not enough, the team withdraws, and the year is successfully over.

Among those who owe money, some of them really have no money and dare not show their faces, and some of them do not pay back the money due to various reasons.

"Director Liu, what do you say, what do you mean by not paying back the money?"

In the office of the Binhai City Soda Factory, Luo Yuan took the phone and asked rhetorically: "My soda factory has no money in the account! Even if I have money, the money I owe you is a fart! The pigment factory and the saccharin factory, which one is not several times more than you! If I pay you back, what will happen to the other factories?"

Obviously he owes people money, but the tone of Luo's contribution is more horizontal than that of borrowing money, and the director of a small factory on the other end of the phone who supplies matching cartons for soda has been laughing and saying: "Director Luo, I understand that you have difficulties, but you also consider us, the soda manufacturers have a big business, just squeeze out a little, you can pay back our money, dozens of people in our factory, waiting for the New Year." ”

"You want to celebrate the New Year, but others can't do it! Okay, don't be wordy, this year, which factory doesn't owe money? You ask me for money, and I still want to ask someone for money!" Luo Cheng hung up the phone impatiently.

As soon as he hung up the phone, within two minutes, the phone rang again, and Luo Yuan picked up the phone and came to collect debts again.

However, this time the other party's tone was much tougher, and the largest raw material supplier of the soda factory: the sugar factory.

owes the other party a lot of money, and the other party's factory director has a hard background, Luo Gong's attitude is not as strong as before, and he is cautious to laugh with him, saying: "Don't worry, no matter what, before the end of the year, I will definitely squeeze out 200,000 to fight over......."

Before he finished speaking, a voice with a thick local accent came out of the microphone like thunder.

"Luo Datou, how much do you say? 200,000 yuan? How much does your factory owe us, you don't count it in your own heart? Luo Datou, let me tell you, how much money you owe, before January, you will call me all the dime, otherwise, next year, your factory's raw material supply will be gone!"

Luo contributed scolded in his heart, but he still smiled, and said: "Director Hong, don't worry, I will try my best to make money before the New Year, and I can make up as much as I can......"

"Don't come with me like this, I don't know you yet! Let me tell you, I have already sent someone to your factory, and if you don't have any money, the workers of our factory will eat and live in your house!" After speaking, the other end of the phone hung up.

"!" Luo Cheng scolded as he listened to the busy sound coming from the other end of the microphone.

Putting down the phone, he didn't feel nervous.

Chinese New Year, debt collection is a routine drama, you look for me, I ask you, I have long been used to it.

In the first year of his tenure as the factory director, in 89 years, he met a debt collector for the first time, at that time, the efficiency of the soda factory was okay, there was money in the account, and there was not much money owed, so the other party came to four or five people, and directly found the office and did not go to his house.

Rao was like this, and he was also taken aback at the time: as soon as those people entered the door, without saying a word, they spread the covers they were carrying on the floor of the office, with a posture of 'we will celebrate the New Year here if we don't give money'.

However, in the past two years, he has seen and experienced a lot in the world, and Luo contributed quickly to get used to it and master the methods of coping.

As long as you can't find me, can it be that these debt collectors really dare to smash the factory?

I wish I could do this, if I really do this, then call the police.

As for saying that it will not supply raw materials in the coming year, it is nonsense, the more money it owes, the more it cannot be cut off in the coming year, otherwise, the money owed before will be completely meat buns and dogs will be gone, and not a penny will be returned!

Anyway, at the end of every year, it is a big drama of mutual bargaining, whoever has a tough attitude and more ways can get a little money back, who is soft-hearted, who runs slower and is caught, who has to pay back a little money.

After a year is a year, we are waiting for the state to clean up the triangular debt, when it will be cleaned up to the head of the soda factory, and then it will be written off.

Luo Contribution answered a few more calls to collect debts, and then, in the same way, began to call, looking for people who owed the soda factory to ask for debts.

He owes others what they owe him.

Speaking of which, several private enterprises in Binhai City don't have to worry about it, every time they pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, like Lanyun Lake, they simply pay for the goods for a year first, and they are very fat.

After making a few phone calls, the other party's answer was almost the same as the one he had just answered to ask for debts, either pretending to be a cheater, or prevaricating and perfunctory, in short, no one was willing to repay the money happily.

Beginning in December, the security department and the guild dispatched people from various departments and departments to various localities to collect debts; as for the soda factory, the work was temporarily suspended, and only the stock was used, so as to make it look as deserted as possible, so that other factories would not come to collect debts, and when they saw that the production of the soda factory was in full swing, they felt as if the soda factory was rich.

"That's it for now. Luo contributed to get up, picked up the big brother, put on the windbreaker very chicly, and said: "I won't come to the factory during this time, if you have something, call me!"

"Understood. Director He nodded and said flatteringly: "Factory director, sister-in-law I have already arranged to live in the guest house of Erjian, the conditions are very good, you can rest assured." ”

"Okay, I'll rest assured that you can do something. Luo contributed a smile, patted Director He on the shoulder, and said, "By the way, did I buy the stock I asked you to buy last time?"

"Bought it, bought it!" Director He smiled so much that his face bloomed, and said: "It's just more than half a month, and it's gone up by more than half!

"Stock god?" Luo contributed to a slight stunned: "You invented this word?"

"No, in the Xiangjiang movie, there is a god of gambling, and the one played by Chow Yun-fat! Chow Yun-fat is the god of gambling, and he will win every time he gambles! You are so good at speculating in stocks, and you make money on the stocks you buy, aren't you the god of stocks!" Director He said flatteringly.

"Oh?" Luo contributed thought for a while and laughed: "Okay, good, you say this word well!

……

……

"The god of stocks is here......"

"Stock god, should I buy that stock today?"

"Now I can't see you for a day, I don't dare to operate!"

Within a few days, in the big room of the business hall of the Blue Whale Building, the name of Luo Gong's 'stock god' spread, and as soon as he appeared every day, other big families called him true or false, even a big boss like Zhang Song was no exception.

Luo contributed to the stock market, very useful, not only with a group of people to talk about the stock market, and even began to point fingers at the stock trading software in the computer in the large room, raising many dissatisfactions, one will say that the function is monotonous, and the other will be too troublesome to operate.

"Grass, do you see it, it's like this. Wang Ziwei drank with Liang Yifei at Lanyun Lake at night, and when it came to Luo Contribution, he looked down on him.

"People are really capable, they can speculate in stocks, and it's normal to say a few words. Besides, your stock software is a bit old-fashioned. Liang Yifei said casually.

However, when it comes to stock software, it seems that I suddenly remembered something, and I didn't remember it too clearly, and it was vague.

"That's not what it means. Wang Ziwei said: "I have seen a lot of rich people now, and I am more crazy than him, but like you, like Zhang Song, even if He Yunfei is it, your money is earned back by yourself with your brains and blood and sweat, that is a real skill." What is he? To put it mildly, he is a moth, squandering the hard-earned money of hundreds of ordinary people in the soda factory. ”

"Oh, Lao Wang, don't you see, you still have a sense of justice?" Liang Yifei laughed and said, "Director Luo has often come to play with me recently, don't say it to your face." ”

"No, I'm not with you. Wang Ziwei waved his fat hand and said: "I have a relative in the soda factory, I heard him complain, and I also think that Luo's contribution is excessive, I heard that they are not ready to give out the New Year's bonus, and the family will send a box of orange soda!

"Then let me tell you, in the past, my dad used to send canned food during the New Year and get a salary for canned food. Liang Yifei said.

Wang Ziwei said: "Otherwise, the state is engaged in enterprise reform! If you don't change it, you can see that my original circus will be alive as soon as it is changed." The last time I heard that they were all ready to buy penguins, you say, can we keep penguins alive in this place?"

Liang Yifei laughed, this old Wang, drank too much, and pulled the penguin up.

But when it comes to penguins, Liang Yifei suddenly remembered!

That's right, stock software, penguins!

In my last life, when I studied Tencent's case in MBA, I mentioned that Tencent's Ma Huateng should be at the end of 92, and he wrote a stock software by himself, which is very powerful and has intelligent analysis, and was later bought by someone for 50,000 yuan, which is his first pot of gold!

It doesn't matter what the stock software is, if you have the opportunity, you can use this excuse to deal with Ma Huateng.

As he was talking, the big brother rang loudly, and when he heard it, it was Dao Mingcheng.

Just said one sentence, four words.

'Everyone has arrived'