Chapter 413: The Gentleman's Controversy
Of course, capitalists will not do loss-making business, if BP Oil is the largest enough in Maisan Province and there are enough people to eat, then it will be fine, maybe there will be canteen contractors gritting their teeth to fight, but there are people who do the head-killing business, and no one does the loss-making business, less than 200 people, it will definitely not be able to support a canteen team, even if BP Oil Company does not need a penny of canteen contracting fees. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Qin Haipeng, who completely understood why Chen Geng said that bp oil had to give him money, took the words excitedly: "So this is our opportunity?" ā
"That's right."
Qin Haipeng also felt that Chen Geng's words made sense, and the only question now was: "But...... If we go to contract BP's canteen, how much should we ask BP? ā
"Not for less than £50,000."
"Ā£50,000? Less, right? Qin Haipeng was a little dissatisfied.
"I'm talking about every month."
"Ahem, cough, cough, ......" Qin Haipeng coughed violently, he didn't expect Chen Geng to be so black-hearted, 50,000 pounds a month for the canteen contracting fee? That's at least £600,000 a year? BP oil can't agree even if it's crazy, right?
"I'll do the math for you, and you'll know that bp oil will definitely agree," Chen Geng said with a smile: "First of all, I learned from the chatting with the workers who came to eat that bp oil has 2 chefs and 4 handymen in the canteen in Maisang province, a total of 6 people, and these 6 people provide catering services for nearly 200 people in the entire branch.
Let's just talk about the salary and benefits provided by bp for these six people: the salary is 3,500 pounds per month, and it is paid for 14 months per year; In addition, there are 2 paid travel holidays of 15 days each year, and BP not only pays for the accommodation and air tickets for each paid travel holiday - the hotel level of accommodation is not less than 3 stars - but also has a special fund of 5,000 pounds, and those who have families can also bring their families, and the cost of air tickets and accommodation for the families is also borne by BP Oil. ā
"......" Qin Haipeng has signs of transforming into a hippopotamus again.
"This is not over, in addition to these, there is a week of family leave every two months, you can go back to the UK to visit relatives, this holiday is also paid, and the round-trip air tickets are also responsible for BP Oil......" After saying this, Chen Geng spread his hands: "You calculate, how much does bp oil need to spend on these canteen personnel every year?" ā
Qin Haipeng's arithmetic is good, in fact, Chinese's arithmetic level has always been good, and he quickly figured it out: "The salary alone is 49,000 pounds, plus 10,000 travel funds are 59,000, plus 6 outbound air tickets and 2 round-trip travel tickets, hotel accommodation expenses...... Exercise! Why can't it be less than Ā£70,000 a year? ā
"Yes, one person is not less than 70,000 pounds, six people are at least 420,000 pounds, maybe more than 450,000 pounds," Chen Geng nodded: "Under such conditions, the canteen staff of BP Petroleum's McSan branch are not happy, saying that it is too dangerous, and they have to go back to their homeland to work, or they will increase their salaries, and their monthly salaries will increase by at least 1,000 pounds, otherwise they will strike, otherwise why do you think Prasey is running so hard to us?" ā
With a monthly increase of £1,000 per person, 6 people are £6,000, and a salary of 14 months a year, the annual operating costs of bp's branch in Iraq's Maisan province have risen by £84,000 all of a sudden, which means that bp's Maisan branch needs to pay more than £520,000 a year just for the operation of the canteen, not counting the living expenses for eating every day.
This account is very easy to calculate, and if you understand it, Qin Haipeng doesn't know what to say, and he still hasn't met such good conditions? In the end, he said indignantly: "Sure enough, he is a pampered master from a capitalist country." ā
"So this is our chance," Chen Geng said with a smile: "Let's take over their canteen, even if we don't agree to give us 50,000 pounds a month, 40,000 pounds is always no problem, let bp oil convert the employees' monthly catering expenses into money to the employees, and then we can earn a little more from them, and it is not a big problem to earn 20,000 pounds a month." ā
After understanding this account, Qin Haipeng closed his mouth happily: "In this way, it is at least more than 700,000 pounds a year, which is almost 1 million US dollars, right?" ā
"Well, almost." Chen Geng smiled and nodded.
"Great, great," thinking that he was just sending someone to cook a meal for less than 200 workers of those multinational oil giants, and he could earn almost $1 million a year, Qin Haipeng was excited to make money in the house, his face was purple, and Chen Geng's next words made his two hands tremble with excitement......
"That's not all, there are still a lot of companies like bp Oil's Maisan branch, my idea is that we will make bp a model project, and then take this model to other companies to contract canteens......
"If it can be done, there is hope for tens of millions or tens of millions of dollars a year!" Without waiting for Chen Geng to finish speaking, Qin Haipeng couldn't hold back any more excitement: "No, this situation must be reported to the superior leaders, and it must be ...... as soon as possible."
"The focus is on the master chef of the canteen." Chen Geng added: "There are also resettlement measures for these people who have finished working here and after they go back, these must be out, after all, this is a war zone, and the danger to their lives is too great." ā
"Yes, yes, these things have to be considered." Qin Haipeng nodded hurriedly, he also felt that Chen Geng's words were very reasonable, if there were no generous enough conditions, why would everyone give up the hot kang head of the wife and children in China and go to the desert in Iraq to eat sand?
Chen Geng asked, "What about Prasey who is still waiting outside?" ā
"Let him come in, let's talk to him well," Qin Haipeng said immediately, he couldn't wait to finalize this cooperation with Plasey now, but he finally lost his mind with excitement, and said: "Manager Chen, I'm too excited right now to be here, so this meeting with Plasay will be fully handed over to you." ā
"Okay," Seeing that Qin Haipeng's current appearance is indeed not suitable for participating in negotiations, with his current mood that is difficult to calm down, maybe he accidentally revealed his thoughts, Chen Geng nodded happily, and said at the same time: "I'll tell you the results of the talks when I go back." ā
"Okay." Qin Haipeng nodded with a smile, with his understanding of Chen Geng, he naturally wouldn't worry about what Chen Geng would do in this matter.
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Plasay, who was brought in by Xiao Tian, looked arrogant, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with Chen Geng for making him wait for so long, and said to Chen Geng with a frown: "Mr. Chen, let the guests wait for so long, is this your hospitality?" I've heard that you Chinese've always prided yourselves on being a country of etiquette......
"Our etiquette is only for polite gentlemen," before Plasey finished speaking, Chen Geng unceremoniously said to the Englishman who knew that he had French blood when he heard his name: "But, Mr. Plaset, I don't seem to see in you the gentlemanly demeanor of the British Empire." ā
"What do you mean by that?" Plasay's face was suddenly ugly, he stared at Chen Geng, and said with an unhappy face: "If you can't give me an explanation, I will let you know how powerful BP is doing." ā
"Who are you scaring with BP oil?" If someone else came over, there was a chance that he would be frightened by Prasser, but this trick was obviously of little use to Chen Geng, he looked at Prasey with disdain, and said: "Mr. Prasey, I need to remind you of one thing: you are only the head of logistics of bp Oil's Iraqi Mesan branch, even if you are the head of bp Oil's Iraqi branch, you are not the CEO of bp Oil, let alone a shareholder of bp Oil, so don't say anything about it." ā
One of Prasai's faces suddenly turned the color of pork liver!
Chen Geng's words were the same as pointing at his nose and scolding himself, "Don't really treat yourself as a green onion, in my eyes, you plasey fart is not counted!" "It doesn't make a difference - of course, in terms of Platey's position within BP Oil, his threat just now is really only at the level of "no fart", that is, at the level of playing tricks and scaring people.
However, Chen Geng didn't mean to stop here, and said, "Besides, why do I say that you are not a gentleman?" The reason is simple, you pay more than Ā£70,000 a year for the chef in the canteen in Mai Sang province, and people are not happy to do it, and now you tell me that you plan to hire a cook from me for Ā£500 a month? ā
Looking at Plasay like an idiot, Chen Geng almost pointed at Plasay's nose and scolded: "Is it just what a real gentleman should do?" How come I don't see in you the noble virtues of tenacity, politeness, bravery, modesty, subtlety, depth, and magnanimity that a gentleman needs to be guarded with? ā
Prasey, who was scolded by Chen Geng's nose, was flushed, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.
It's okay to be pointed at your nose and scolded that you are not a gentleman, but when the other party comes up with solid evidence to point out that you are not a gentleman, it is almost a collapse for the Englishman who likes to hang "I am a god ten" on the edge at all times and pretends to be a gentleman at all times.
Of course, for a guy like Prasey who just puts the word "gentleman" on his lips anytime and anywhere, but in fact has nothing to do with a gentleman at all, this blow is nothing at all, and after quickly adjusting his mood, he even took advantage of Chen Geng's words to find a step for himself...... (To be continued.) )