I asked you to save a bankrupt factory and you became the richest man in the world.

Chapter 1 Chapter 001: Our factory is going bankrupt?

XNUM X Year X NUM X Month.

Tin City.

Just after spring, Jiangnan in the misty rain looks like a gentle girl holding an oil-paper umbrella. It usually rains hazy and drizzle.

At this time, the drizzle was still falling continuously, and the wind blew the iron horse in the corner of the nearby house, and the iron horse hummed.

This city, born under the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, was submerged in the sound of rustling drizzle, reminding people of the ancient city of Loulan in the desert, which was gradually eroded by time.

When an old friend came here again after several years, he looked around and saw nothing but vastness.

. . . . . .

"RNM, give me the money!"

"What kind of world is this? It's only natural to pay back debts!"

"My payment has been delayed for more than a year, and Gao Wenjie, a gambler, still hasn't paid... I used to treat him as a brother. It was really unloyal!"

"Gao Wenjie is dead. This factory should have been sold a long time ago. He will die early and he will be born again. After this, he will pay back the money of us creditors!"

A young man in a white shirt stood aside coldly, his hands hanging naturally, looking at the group of angry creditors in front of him.

He has a handsome nose, and the combination of his facial features is not that of a handsome man, but his handsome figure has a healthy skin color like wheat, which gives people a very sunny feeling.

With deep eyes, he looked out of the window at Baijie Health Center and Fenglin Hotel diagonally across the street.

A look of confusion and a fleeting self-mockery flashed across his face, followed by a soft sigh.

His name is Gao Huaijun.

He is now a senior student at Jiankang University of Finance and Economics and is about to graduate from the university. He majored in business administration, which was despised by Zhang Xuefeng every day.

I opened an electric fan factory at home, specializing in the production of electric fans of various styles and sizes for household use.

Although I didn't make much in a year, I still made a small profit of a few hundred thousand.

He can be regarded as a mediocre beggar version of the rich second generation.

However, due to the death of his father Gao Wenjie, he became obsessed with gambling and finally not only committed suicide by jumping off the building a few days ago, but also left a mess.

And exactly one day ago, a soul named Zhou Jie from 2023 traveled through the body of Gao Huaijun, who was drunk.

Hey!
What is this called!
Zhou Jie didn't do anything harmful, so he only occasionally watched short movies from 10.

This day was just a whim, I went to Camellia and found a one-hour love worth 3988 yuan.

Before he could do anything indescribable, he got excited and went straight through time.

Why did this popular time travel and rebirth happen to him!

It's just that those who traveled through time were either princes or descendants of rich men. At the very least, they had the bloodline of a down-and-out Elf King.

He is fine.

This rebirth, good guy, has become a failure!
"Gao... Xiao Gao, boss, how should we deal with this matter now?" A middle-aged man with Mediterranean hair on the side straightened the torn buttons, and took advantage of the creditors' moment of rest to give each I was given a bottle of Coca-Cola from 05.

He took advantage of the short period of tranquility to calm down, hesitated for a moment, walked up to Gao Huaijun, and whispered to him.

He is the second-in-command of this Hillhouse electric fan factory, his name is Ning Yuan, and he follows Gao Wenjie as his right-hand man to conquer the world.

Even so, it was the first time in his life that he had encountered such a desperate situation.

Although the Hillhouse Electric Fan Factory has always been tepid, at least he can have a stable income here.

Now Gao Wenjie just messed up and committed suicide by jumping off the building, which really caught him off guard.

You know, Gao Wenjie's various debts totaled more than 100 million!
The entire Hillhouse Electric Fan Factory has a total net worth of less than 100 million.

This is insolvency in the true sense of the word!
Hillhouse Electric Fan Factory, finished!
His career here is over!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel desolate, and he didn't know how to deal with the group of creditors blocking the factory gate.

He is now 36 years old. In a small city like Xicheng, it is not easy to find a position with the same income.

It is even more difficult to find a boss like Gao Wenjie who can trust him and trust him!
"Uncle Ning, just call me Huaijun." "As for how to solve it?"

Gao Huaijun said to himself, shook his head and smiled bitterly, feeling that he was back to the starting point of a pile of disordered yarn.

The current situation is really difficult.

The start is Wang Zha!

Ning Yuan looked at him with disappointment in his eyes.

But this is also within reason.

In his eyes, Gao Huaijun was just an inexperienced college student with no experience in society. It was rare for him to stand here calmly and not run away.

As for solving the problem. . .

If we can solve it, Gao Wenjie, the old gambler, won't have an emotional breakdown, leave a mess behind, and commit suicide by jumping off the building.

"Uncle Ning, how many people are left in our factory now?" Gao Huaijun ignored Ning Yuan's thoughts and asked directly.

As a 35-year-old veteran who is the head of technology and marketing in a large technology company, Zhou Jie, a technology nerd who also likes to specialize in technology, now can only take a gamble and try to see if he can break the game!

"Including me, there are only 42 people left in total. Most of the temporary workers have run away now. Most of the remaining ones have been working in the factory for a long time and have feelings for the factory. I hope to wait and see." Ning Yuan He was stunned for a moment and replied directly.

"Do these people owe wages?" Gao Huaijun continued to ask.

"Originally, this year was not very prosperous and the efficiency was very poor. In addition, Mr. Gao illegally took money from the company's internal accounts... Now the employees have not received their salary for a month." Ning Yuan licked Licking his chapped lips, he said helplessly.

In the past six months, the factory's products have not been updated for a long time and are still old-fashioned antiques. Orders have been very few, and the factory has been unable to make ends meet.

And Gao Wenjie's private withdrawal of company funds was the last straw for Hillhouse Electric Fan Factory!
"Gao... How can dad withdraw company funds privately? Don't there be accountants and cashiers in the factory?"

"It's such a small factory. Every penny is calculated carefully. Boss Gao has the final say. There are no accountants and cashiers!" Ning Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"How much accounts receivable does the company have?" Gao Huaijun shook his head and continued to ask.

"There are hundreds of thousands of accounts receivable, but this money is a drop in the bucket. Now that Hillhouse Fan Factory has had this incident, its reputation has gone bankrupt. Now we have to pay cash in advance for any materials we buy. Our basic The business can no longer continue, but the equipment and the factory are still worth a little bit," Ning Yuan hinted.

"How much money is there in the company's account now?" Gao Huaijun sorted out the white shirt he had just struggled with the creditors.

"520 yuan..." Ning Yuan said with difficulty.

"How much? Uncle Ning! Did I hear you right? 520 yuan! Are you sure you are not short of ten thousand words?" Gao Huaijun looked at him with wide eyes.

"I'm sure, it's only 520 yuan!"

Ning Yuan looked at Gao Huaijun with some differences.

Although these questions are all common ones, they basically give me a basic understanding of the general situation in the factory. If you don't have a thorough understanding of practical matters, you won't have such a strong sense of purpose.

This Gao Huaijun is not as useless as he thought!
However, Gao Huaijun was thinking about something else.

Hey!
520 yuan, this cheap old man whom I have never met, I really love him.

Gao Huaijun felt despair in his heart when he looked at these creditors who glanced at him from time to time.

As soon as I crossed over, I started on hell difficulty and was saddled with millions of dollars in debt.

More than 100!
You know, in 05, an ordinary commercial housing in Xicheng cost about 50 yuan, and even in some remote places, it cost less than 40 yuan.

In later generations, a commercial house in Xicheng would cost upwards of 200 million yuan, which is totally different.

He had heard of cheating on his father, but never heard of cheating on his son.

He really, I cried to death!
but.

no way!
Although the world is full of holes, there are always people who are mending them.

　Already invested, you can earn some coins by investing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)