Chapter 380: The End of the Road

"The Hippest City in China"!

The magic capital wore this beautiful hat and spanned two centuries.

Once upon a time, when outsiders came to the magic capital, they always had to buy a few clothes to bring back. Whatever "clothes brought by the magic capital" means fashionable and high-quality. The best tailor master in the magic capital, at that time, there was a lot of talk about "design", but when a piece of clothing is hung up, people who are particular about it can point out at a glance that this is a magic capital.

The textile industry has been a pillar industry of the city in those different eras, from the Westernization Movement. But by the 90s, the halo of the textile industry began to be slowly taken off.

In the early 90s, the textile industry of Modu entered a serious bottleneck period. The once brilliant and advanced machines and technologies have become obsolete and backward. The capital investment cannot be recovered, and the vicious circle of loss - additional investment - loss again is difficult to overcome. The wages and benefits of the huge number of textile workers and the many more retired workers were all borne by the factories themselves, and the factories were overwhelmed. At that time, the situation was that there was a serious surplus of labor in the textile industry, and the workers were satisfied with a comfortable life under the planned economy, and became somewhat "unenterprising". The term "iron rice bowl" is enough to prove the backwardness of people's ideological concepts. Loopholes in funds and lack of talents. These state-owned enterprises, which have lagged behind in reform, have been losing money year after year and are simply unable to continue their operations.

The once glorious textile industry of the magic capital allows it to occupy most of the land in the city of the magic capital, and the textile factory covers a large area, but the value of the unit land is very small. The pollution of rivers caused by textile production is also very serious. In order to protect the environment, the Modu municipal government stipulated that no factories should be built within the inner ring road of Modu, and ordered the rectification of the heavily polluted Suzhou Creek.

At this time, China is about to join the WTO, and the textile industry of Modu is beginning to face pressure from the international market. The labor-intensive textile industry clearly does not have an advantage in this competition. After the initial failure of additional investment, the textile industry began to reduce staff, stop production, then sell land, and finally close the factory.

The reform of the city needs to wear new clothes and have a beautiful environment that is in line with the international city. High-rise buildings and bustling business districts all need land. At that time, the government also proposed to "shut down, stop, merge and transfer" the textile industry.

A giant slowly falls, and the shock is enormous. In the 80s of the 20th century, there were a large number of people engaged in the textile industry, especially in Zhabei District and Minhang District, almost one-third of the people worked in the textile industry. They are a generation that has experienced social upheaval, and they have no other survival skills. They are suddenly banished, "forced" into the market economy, they are afraid, confused, and overwhelmed.

The 550,000 laid-off workers have brought tremendous pressure to the magic capital.

Chen Hongmian, the director of the textile factory, has reached the point of desperation. For the survival of thousands of workers, she put down her face and came to Qin's mansion again and again, wanting to ask to see Mr. Qin. However, she was told that Mr. Qin had gone far away and would not be able to return for at least a few years.

She was received by the legendary Song Fairy Xue Xiangwan, a woman who was too beautiful to speak.

Yan Xue said bluntly: "The Qin family is willing to invest in the transformation of the textile factory, comprehensively upgrade, and control pollution, but the premise is 100% holding, as long as you can get through this relationship, then you are welcome to come again at any time." ”

Chen Hongmian was forced to communicate with her superiors again and again, until 1995, when many textile factories closed down, she finally went through all the processes.

So Yan Xue took over the textile factory, renamed it "Mingzhou Home Textile", injected 100 million US dollars, introduced new management personnel, comprehensively upgraded, gave up ordinary cotton textiles, and focused on high-end fabrics and bedding.

After the transformation, the textile factory suddenly came back to life! Not only were the workers' wages paid in full, but there was also a bonus every month, sometimes even exceeding the wages.

Chen Hongmian retired from the position of factory director and became the deputy director in charge of sales, seeing that the high-end fabrics produced in the factory were in short supply, when he had dinner at his own home, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The Qin family's heritage is too deep! A singing woman can pull up such a big enterprise! Originally, thousands of workers were in trouble, but she solved this matter as soon as she made a move! Could it be that the Qin family really has some means to turn stone into gold?"

Her husband Zhang Henghuan is also a middle-level cadre in the Demon Capital, and when he heard this, he sneered: "Who made the Qin family rich! As soon as it came up, it injected 100 million US dollars, and a dead horse could become a live horse! You calculate, when will the Qin family be able to recover its costs if they invest so much money! Maybe it will be a loss from beginning to end!"

Chen Hongmian said: "The factory has made money, and it made more than two million last month. ”

"Hmph, a capital injection of 100 million US dollars is equivalent to 880 million yuan, and if you put it in the bank and eat 8% interest, you will also make a profit of 70 million per year, and it will be 6 million per month, don't you say this is a loss-making transaction?"

"This ...... It can't be counted like that...... The factory has just been renovated, and the profitability will gradually increase......"

Chen Hongmian didn't know that after ten years of operation, the factory had re-become the leader of the textile industry, and the Qin family did not suffer a loss as a white horse of an A-share listed company, not to mention anything else, that piece of land alone was worth billions.

Although the Qin family has no intention of speculating on land, they also don't want to be wronged.

Yan Xue is also a highly talented student who graduated from the Business School of Fudan University, has experienced a lot of ups and downs, and is not just a "singing woman". If she is willing to make money, she can turn the business world of the magic capital upside down.

She followed Qin Di's instructions, was very restrained in the country, and rarely showed her head anymore.

Qin Di's retreat lasted for five or six years!

At the end of 1996, he finally advanced to the Yuan infant stage and appeared in the old mansion of Qinfu.

After that, he still stayed at home and rarely went out, often carrying a pen dipped in red cinnabar, and drawing on various papers.

In January 1997, the third aunt Keiko died of illness at the age of 113.

This year, Qin Hancheng was 119 years old, Zhu Wan was 117 years old, Qin Hanxu was 115 years old, Qin Di was 97 years old, Qin Ling was 99 years old, and Qin Yue was 93 years old. So many centenarians went to Japan to give Keiko a funeral.

After the funeral, Qin Hanxu fell silent and did not say a word for several days.

He knew that his days were numbered. The days of the second brother Qin Hancheng and the second sister-in-law Zhu Wan are also numbered.

Qin Ling and Qin Yue also thought the same, looking at their white-haired parents, thinking of what Qin Di said before, 120 years old is a threshold, and most people will be blocked.

Qin Hancheng looked at Qin Di, sighed, and asked, "Ah Di, how long do you think I can live?"

Qin Di shook his head: "I don't know." There is an opportunity in front of me, and I want to give it a try, but it is hard to say whether it will succeed or not. ”

"What kind of opportunity?"

"Come with me and live in Hong Kong for a few months. ”