Chapter 312: The Urge to Kill

After going to the provincial capital to do the maintenance of the car, picking up the third sister who was dressed as an old looking girl and throwing her to Sister Ting, who is experienced in society, Li Jiaming also returned to Chongxiang to accompany Grandma.

Wang Xiancheng is in charge of the company's affairs, and Li Jiaming is completely assured that the salary of 30,000 yuan a year, plus the shares of the hydropower station and the company's future shares, is enough for this middle-aged man who has experienced setbacks to do his best. As for the evaluation of scores, volunteering and the like, he was not in a hurry at all, from the moment he walked out of the examination room, Li Jiaming knew that he had worked hard for six years, and finally made up for the guilt of his previous life, and now he should enter filial piety in front of his grandmother.

My uncle's new house was built, and my uncle, who was not bad at money, was afraid that my grandfather and grandmother at home would be hot, so I didn't have ceiling fans and fans, and even the living room was equipped with a cabinet air conditioner. It's just that the elderly are used to being thrifty, and they can't afford to pay for electricity, and it's difficult to even turn on ceiling fans and fans, let alone air conditioners. Li Jiaming came different, the two old men were afraid of the baby nephew being hot, and the air conditioning in the bedroom on the third floor was on all day, and the whole room was cool.

It's a pity that Li Jiaming is also a person who can't be idle, he drills a ravine and climbs the ridge under the sun, follows Ah Gong up the mountain to do tending, and digs some tiger ginger (yellow essence) by the way. Grandma was found to have cardiovascular problems, and her blood sugar was also high, whether it was stewed pork ribs or duck, eating this thing was good for the body.

For a day or two, it was fun for Ah Gong to be his nephew, but seeing that he had blood blisters on his hands, he finally persuaded: "Ming Yan, you are a person who does great things, don't follow me up the mountain." ”

"Grandpa, when I leave, if I want to do such a thing in the future, there is no place to do it."

Looking at the blisters on her nephew's hands, Grandma also said distressedly: "Mingya, you are a person with great ability, it is better to take more people in the village to make money if you have time." I think the mushrooms and white fungus you make are quite good, so many women in the village have something to do in the house, so they can chew their tongues if they have nothing to do. ”

It's really good, Murakami has demolished a few more mud houses, and it is estimated that in two years, there will be no mud houses in Silver Beach.

The aunt who was taking her nephew and grandson saw that her nephew was changing her shoes again, and suddenly remembered the posterity who called last night, and hurriedly said, "Jiaming, don't go up the mountain today." At about ten o'clock yesterday night, a descendant called to look for you, and when he saw that you were asleep, he didn't let me call you. Listen to him, he is from Chashan, and he has opened a company with you before, called Zeng Chun. ”

Zeng Chun? Oh, Liu Xin said that he was looking for himself.

Come to find yourself for help, then you don't have to be too polite, Li Jiaming continued to change into his maternal uncle's rubber shoes, and said with a smile: "It's okay, just make two good dishes at noon, and he is not an outsider." ”

At noon, when Li Jiaming, who had dug up a bunch of tiger ginger, came back, the absent-minded Zeng Chun was sitting in the living room chatting with his grandmother.

"Jiaming, I have something to do with you."

Li Jiaming, who was sweating profusely, fanned the wind with a straw hat and said, "What's the hurry? You have to be calm in everything, and the person who is the boss is still so frizzy? ”

"Oh", the reprimand of the former boss made the eager Zeng Chun seem to have returned to the time when he slapped him, and suddenly there was a kind feeling. It's hard to mess around outside, and you have to be wary of others at all times, how can it be easy to follow the boss?

Zeng Chun, who felt very kind, helped Li Jiaming, who was too hot to get rid of the tiger ginger, and helped to dry it, and then waited for the big guy to take a bath and change his clothes, and didn't say anything until everyone finished eating. This is about the same, Li Jiaming, who was refreshed, finished eating and took him into his room. His mother's uncle's small western-style building has three floors, the first floor is where he lives with his grandfather and grandmother, the second floor is for his cousin and cousin, and the third floor has become the temporary residence of Li Jiaming's brothers and sisters.

"Let's talk about it, are you offending people in Liuyang?"

"Hehe, the last bad time, it's all over."

Zeng Chun, who had a bit of a boss, closed the door, put his backpack on the table, and said with a smile: "Jiaming, I want to cooperate with you." ”

The puzzled Li Jiaming glanced at the inferior travel bag on the table, shook his head slowly, and said: "Zeng Chun, you also know that I am a person, if it is an edible mushroom matter, it is impossible to get rid of the company and do it alone." I am in the same boat as them, and I can't take advantage of it, and we will come together when we want to do something. ”

Zeng Chun hesitated, Li Jiaming, who was more shrewd than him, guessed from what he said about cooperation, maybe this kid had solved the problem of the high cost of raw materials for mushroom sticks. This kid actually did a good job in Liuyang, but unfortunately he burned buns when he had money, ate, drank, prostituted and gambled, and things on the street were uneven, and even playing a girl made people make a 'fairy jump'. It's good that this kid can't be even, otherwise how would he come to cooperate with him?

has been mixed behind Li Jiaming for two years, and the shrewd Zeng Chun also knows his temperament, delegating power is really delegating power, but he also firmly controls the company's finances and personnel. But the fungus stick really can't make a lot of money, if you want to make a lot of money, you have to cooperate with Li Jiaming, who has sales channels and can protect himself, and Li Jiaming is a reputable person, and he doesn't worry about pit himself at all if he cooperates.

After a while, Zeng Chun took the initiative to give in: "Otherwise, let's build a new company as a subsidiary of the company." I account for 50%, you account for 30%, and the company accounts for 20%. ”

This kid is a little scheming, and he knows that he not only ensures his control, but also cuts the interests of others to please the most powerful himself, but is he that kind of person?

"No need, if this cooperation is promising, you can account for 5 out of 5 and the company can account for 4 out of 9."

This plan seems fair, but it still gives the majority of the profits to the sales company, and Zeng Chunyang, who has little capital to bargain, begged: "Jiaming, can I take the shares of the sales company?" ”

"Zeng Chun, it depends on how much benefit you have to say. After all, we are not in the same boat now, and we all have to fight for the interests of our own people. I can only promise you that as long as the interest is considerable, I will give you a fair share. ”

If you want to say that a person's reputation is good, Li Jiaming was able to take the initiative to give 100,000 shares, and he generously had to make up 1 million to Zeng Chun, and he woke him up when he was addicted to gambling, and everything made him have enough trust in Li Jiaming.

"Okay, I'll listen to you!"

After a little hesitation, Zeng Chun immediately opened the travel bag, took out two dried white fungus from it, and whispered: "Jiaming, I have solved the cost problem of fungus sticks, and the dry-to-fresh ratio is higher!" ”

Solved?

Li Jiaming, who was suspicious, looked at the two white fungus dried in his hand and saw the difference at a glance. This kind of white fungus that grows out of unknown raw materials is as big as a bowl, and the flesh of the flowers is fat; The shape of the miscellaneous sawdust is like a chrysanthemum, the petals are small and loose, and the texture is light. In terms of appearance, this white fungus of unknown raw materials is better than the miscellaneous wood chips.

But Li Jiaming's face looked as usual, and he joked: "Zeng Chun, you suffer other people's losses, shouldn't it be because of this?" ”

"No, no, people deliberately find a girl to play with me and catch my monkey."

If you have money, you will burn the bun, and you don't have your own power, so you don't have a ghost if you don't get played by others!

"Your buddy (partner)?"

"That's not it, a gangster on the street, Mao Yan helped me settle it."

Then the technology did not leak out, Li Jiaming casually threw the two white fungus on the table, and said: "Tell me, how much can the cost be reduced, and how much will the output and dry and fresh ratio be?" ”

"The cost of mushroom sticks has dropped by about 45%, the yield of fresh ears has been about 40% higher, and the fresh-to-dry ratio has dropped to 10:1!"

Damn, no wonder the white fungus in the previous life was flooded with the streets!

Suddenly, Li Jiaming had an urge to kill, 'The cost of mushroom sticks has dropped by 45%, the yield has increased by 40%, and the fresh-to-dry ratio has dropped to 10:1! This means that the cost of dried white fungus per catty has dropped to less than 20 yuan, while the wholesale price is 60 yuan!

Loyalty is due to the fact that the cost of betrayal is not enough, and credibility is due to the lack of benefit from breach of contract. More than 300% of the profit is enough for Li Jiaming to take risks, not to mention that there is no need to really kill people. There are many potato cellars on the mountain, so I just shouted two men in the village, threw this guy in and starved for three days, and asked for everything.

With his current power and status, as long as he doesn't kill people in the same ancient times, who would dare to touch a single hair of Lao Tzu? With their reputation, who the would believe the words of a person who has nothing to do with prostitution?

"Fifth uncle, sleep."

When the meaty eight catties pushed open the door and climbed onto the bed and fell asleep soundly, Li Jiaming, who had evil thoughts, woke up.