Chapter 287: A Lesson from the Second Uncle

I thought that since that incident, you would try to follow the second master into the business. Cao Dezheng didn't know how long it took to speak again, and he vaguely felt that Lin Ran said to himself that these were just ordinary chats.

"Going into business?" Lin Ran tilted her head, "To be honest, no, I just feel confused, it's just the words fame and fortune, why would people even throw their lives into it." ”

"It may not be a big deal to you," Cao Dezheng said, looking down at his cup, "but for most people, these are things that cannot be hoped for in a lifetime. ”

Lin Ran picked up the cup and took a sip of water, half-lowering her eyes and not knowing what she was thinking: "Maybe, but there are many things in the world that are more important than fame and fortune, aren't they?" ”

"Feelings, for example?" Cao Dezheng couldn't help but laugh because of his guess, "I also talked about you before, why didn't I know when you became so emotional?" Is it just that you've been in a relationship lately? ”

Lin Ran finally raised her eyes and glanced at Cao Dezheng, the hidden edge and unknown emotions in her eyes made Cao Dezheng can't help but turn her eyes away and can't look at her: "How is it possible, if it is said that apart from fame and fortune, there are only feelings left, then I really have nothing." ”

"You really don't care anymore?" When she walked out of Cao Dezheng's office, as soon as she put on her headphones, Mo Zhi suddenly asked her.

When he was talking to Cao Dezheng just now, Lin Ran's mobile phone was actually open in his pocket all the time.

The one on the other end of the phone is naturally insistent.

Lin Ran shrugged his shoulders: "What's there to manage, it's just a primary school student-level playhouse." ”

"What would you do if it were you?"

"Huh?" She stopped and looked at Mo Zhi a little strangely, "What will I do?" ”

"Cao Dezheng." Mo Zhi just spit out the name succinctly.

But Lin Ran completely understood what he meant.

"I don't know," she said, looking up at the darkening sky, a smile on her lips, "but come to think of it, I'll probably open a small bookstore in a random place where no one knows me, after ruining that person's reputation." ”

Yin Jiang, who was waiting to pick her up in the car, was not far away from the girl, and she could clearly see that although she was smiling, there was a decisive light in her eyes.

Although Mo Zhi couldn't see it, he could hear this kind of light from Lin Ran's words.

The light was so hot, yet so cold, like an ice pick still tinged with blood, stabbing straight into his chest. It made him feel like he was holding his breath and had nowhere to vent.

Mo Zhi was silent for a long time, and said without a beginning or an end: "I don't need you, I am more familiar with this kind of thing that makes a person ruined." ”

Before the words fell, the man had already hung up the phone.

Lin Ran, who had just taken out the phone from her pocket, was very inexplicable, she blinked, and she didn't know whether to talk to herself or ask whom: "This is the rhythm of forgetting to take medicine again?" ”

Looking up at the sky for a long time, Lin Ran hummed to herself, this time she finally affirmed: "Well, it seems that I really didn't take medicine." ”

At noon the next day, Lin Ran went to the study to look for books, and unexpectedly found that Mo Zhi was actually at home: "Second uncle, can I come in?" ”

"Looking for a book?" Mo Zhi glanced at her and smiled a little, "It just so happens that I have something to tell you, about Cao Dezheng." ”

After Lin Ran found the book, he obediently sat on the chair opposite Mo Zhi, and Mo Zhi let the ordinary black signature pen fly between his fingers for a while before he spoke again: "On the way back from Cao Dezheng's matter yesterday, you should know a rough idea, right?" ”

Lin Ran nodded: "But I heard Brother Yin Jiang say that someone sent an inexplicable report to your mailbox to Second Uncle?" ”

Mo Zhi handed her a report in his hand: "This is it." ”

This is a simple balance sheet, and even a person like Lin Ran, who is a little better than a layman, can understand it: "What's wrong with this?" ”

"If you had to guess who would send me this form, who do you think it would be?" Mo Zhi rarely used a question to answer the question she had just raised.

"Professional managers, otherwise there can be anyone." Lin Ran seemed to be puzzled why Mo Zhi would ask this sentence, "Although this matter may make Cao Dezheng lose face, after all, this small company is an industry established by himself, who would have thought that one day he would be eaten by a professional manager who was invited?" ”

According to economists who have nothing to do, there is a principal-agent problem between shareholders and managers, and in layman's terms, if you hire someone to help you run the company, he will inevitably have to eat inside and out.

As for this problem, one of the common practices in this industry is to give professional managers a certain percentage of holdings, generally 10 to 20 percent, no more and not too little, and tie him into a boat.

But on this point, Lin Ran knew that Mo Zhi had a slightly different view from learning this back then, and this view was also mentioned when he later lectured her on company law and contract law.

You must know that whether it is modern economics or management science, which is closely related to it, China started relatively late, and most of the known theories were put forward by foreigners.

In the eyes of Mo Zhi, an old fox who has been in the mall for many years, the economy is okay, after all, it is a calculation model, fiddling with mathematical statistics and other things, foreigners can still have fun, but management is related to people. The nonsense told by those stupid and coarse foreign devils who fool and believe is regarded as a golden rule, and the words are white...... Isn't that?

Lin Ran's eyes couldn't help but sink again when she looked at the report, she always felt that this matter was inseparable from Zhou Huai'an, especially in this situation.

Just as she was thinking about this, the reply email that Mo Zhi was waiting for finally came, and he glanced at it, and there was obvious mockery in his tone: "I knew it." ”

"What's wrong?" Lin Ran asked.

Mo Zhi transferred the computer back to Lin Ran, so that she could also see how the other party replied to her email: "I knew that this 20% of the shares was about to kill the person in charge of this company." ”

The manager is hooking up with one of the company's largest shareholders, and is currently competing with Cao Dezheng for a decisive one percent stake, and if Cao Dezheng loses, then sorry, the company will have to change its name.

This is the so-called joint stock limited company, regardless of who single-handedly created the country, and who has been operating for so many years - what? What is a family business?

Mo Zhi couldn't help but pull out a sneer in his heart, unless it was an existence with a deep foundation that could not be shaken, it could only be a dream. That's all a product of the last century, once you pay attention to the circle of money, this is not your individual private workshop, this company belongs to the shareholders from now on.

Feng Shui takes turns, and deciding the company's surname or something is always just a percentage.

Once the other party holds more than 50% of the shares, from now on, the company's statements will be combined in the other party's statements, the person in charge? Sorry, you already have nothing left to be held accountable for.

It's so normal to be bitten by a dog you raise, dogs are the same as people, they have different temperaments, and it's possible to meet an undomesticated one, but if you are bitten to death by a dog you raise......

After explaining the inside story to Lin Ran, Mo Zhi said lightly: "That can really only be said to be a misfortune for the family." ”

Seeing that Lin Ran still didn't understand why it was a professional manager, Mo Zhi broke it up little by little and crumpled it and said to Lin Ran: "The email I just gave him was to make sure that the professional manager hoarded a lot of cash on the books, and then used the name of this company to buy a company, and at an incredibly high price, he bought this company with a real value that is not very good." ”

"You mean, it's just a faΓ§ade." Lin Ran suddenly realized.