money player

Chapter 42 The power is invisible
Another morning.

Xian Yaowen and Luo Yingshi stood on the land of Zhonghua Garments. Xian Yaowen pointed to the land where the first workshop building was about to be built and told Luo Yingshi his requirements.

"Brother Luo, the floor space of an electric sewing machine, plus the worker's activity area, aisles, and material placement, averages 60 feet per worker. One floor must accommodate 500 workers, which is 3 feet; outside the workshop The width of the aisle cannot be less than 20 feet (1 meter ≈ 3.3 feet).

The workshop only needs to be built with four floors, but it is necessary to make a reservation for an additional floor. The full capacity of a workshop building is 2500 people. I hope that when people evacuate together, they can be effectively diverted. Each staircase only needs to bear 850 people, and To prevent stampedes as much as possible.

These are my only requirements, and the rest will be designed by professionals. "

While Luo Yingshi was listening, he was drawing sketches and parameters on the paper. When Xian Yaowen finished speaking, he calculated it and then exclaimed: "Yaowen, are you planning to open a factory or a charity hall?" You mentioned making a budget, and the cost of building your building is more than 30% more expensive than an ordinary factory building."

"Workers' lives are also life. I invited them back to work, not to let them die. Building a factory is a one-time investment. The more expensive it is, the more expensive it is. I don't want the workers' families to come to the factory one day to burn paper to worship."

Luo Yingshi gave a thumbs up, "Benevolence and righteousness."

"Brother Luo, you don't need to praise me, as long as you are kind to me when you make a quotation."

"I will definitely give you the most benevolent quotation." Luo Yingshi laughed and said, "Do you have any other requirements to add? If not, I will ask the construction workers and designers to survey the site, start construction as soon as possible, and complete the construction as soon as possible for you to open. ."

"Brother Luo, have you seen the slides used by children?"

"I've seen it."

"That's good." Xian Yaowen took the pen from Luo Yingshi and made a few strokes on the sketch, "I hope to open a hole in the guardrail of the aisle on each floor, install a door, and install a few more doors on both sides of the hole. A strong hook, so that instead of carrying goods up and down the stairs, you can just hang a long canvas and slide it from upstairs to downstairs."

Luo Yingshi nodded in approval: "This is a good idea. You can save a few porters."

"Two workshop buildings, one office building, a canteen for transition, and the wall surrounding my land. How long does it take for Brother Luo to complete the construction at the earliest?"

"What about the size of the office building?"

"It'll be about the same size as my house. The main thing is to put some thought into the greening in front of the building so that it can be decent when customers come over in the future."

"Will the greening be completed together?"

"It can be done in installments. As long as the workshop floor is built quickly and well so that I can start work early, everything else can be accommodated, even if I am allowed to work in the open air for a period of time."

Luo Yingshi thought for a long time and then said: "I will try my best to make progress and deliver one workshop building to you in three months. The second one will be delayed by one month."

Xian Yaowen stroked his chin, "It's a bit slow, can't it go faster?"

"Yaowen, we can't go any faster. Three months is already too late. No matter how fast we go, I can't guarantee the quality of the project."

"Well, it seems that I can only ask Brother Luo to help me build a simple workshop first. Not every worker can be a skilled worker. Apprentices must be recruited. I have to give them enough practice time. It is impossible to wait until the workshop building. Build it and then recruit people.”

"How many people do you plan to recruit in the first batch?"

"200."

"There are not many people. If you don't ask too much, I can help you build it in a week." Luo Yingshi said after summing up.

"There are no requirements, as long as it's safe, it's okay if the conditions are difficult."

"It's easy. I can guarantee it."

The two spent half a day on the land. Luo Yingshi gave a budget of about 120 million yuan and told Xian Yaowen bluntly that he did not intend to make a lot of money in this business, but only wanted to make a project sample, and did not add much. profit.

In addition to his gratitude, Xian Yaowen also added a sense of urgency. It was like spending money like water. He didn't earn a dime, and 200 million was about to go away. He was only half a street away from being penniless.

However, the urgency is the urgency, and the myriad things still have to be done carefully.

Rejecting Luo Yingshi's invitation to have dinner together, Xian Yaowen ate something casually and took Qi Longque to the Chinese Manufacturers' Association, where he got a membership application form and asked for the last two years' magazine "Manufacturers' Monthly". , bought two copies of "Chinese Manufacturer's Guide".

After getting the things, Xian Yaowen immediately went home and immersed himself in research.

"Chinese Manufacturers' Product Guide" is a Hong Kong factory directory book published in 1936. At that time, Hong Kong's slightly larger factories could find brief introductions in the book, including factory name, factory address, products produced, sources of raw materials, and number of employees. Yes, Xian Yaowen flipped through it quickly, tore out the pages introducing companies in the textile industry and put them aside.

Once everything has been sorted out, holes are punched, and the pages are put together to read.

Take notes as you read.

After reading the "Comprehensive Book", I started to flip through the "Manufacturers' Monthly", again only looking at the content of the textile industry, and learning from it the current basic development situation of Hong Kong's textile industry. By comparing the two, I also figured out a simple development context of Hong Kong's textile industry. .

By the time Xian Yaowen had digested all the useful information and formed an information ball of his own, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon of the next day.

After reading the information intermittently for more than ten hours, Xian Yaowen felt a little tired. He stood up and walked to the aisle. He took a curious look at Wang Xiamin, who was humming a tune in a corner. He saw the needle and thread in her hand flying up and down while sewing a men's underwear. He retracted his gaze and looked into the distance through the window.

His movement was small, but it still alerted Wang Xiamin, who was always thinking about him. She put down the thing in her hand and came to his side, asking softly: "Sir, do you need to make you a cup of tea?" ?”

Xian Yaowen woke up from his idle state and turned to look at Wang Xiamin, "No need. The ditty you hum is very nice, and the accent doesn't sound like Yue Opera."

"Sir, it's not Shaoxing opera, it's Tanhuang."

"Oh, I didn't understand. What is the play saying?"

"The Broken Bridge in "The Legend of White Snake" tells the story of Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen."

"Are Bai Suzhen wearing a bra?"

"what?"

Wang Xiamin was stunned.

Xian Yaowen smiled awkwardly, "It's nothing. I'm just thinking about something. Go back and do your work. I won't be eating at home tonight, so there's no need to prepare mine."

"Okay, sir."

With confusion, Wang Xiamin returned to her original position and continued to sew her underwear, but she stopped humming the ditty.

Without hearing the ditty, Xian Yaowen felt that something was missing in the corridor, but he did not ask Wang Xiamin to continue imperiously. He just lit a cigar, took a puff, glanced left and right, and when he didn't see the ashtray, he lowered his head to hang clothes on the third floor. Take a look at the pole position. At this glance, I happened to see a catkin holding a clothes drying rack and setting it up on the clothes drying pole. There were close-fitting lingerie hanging on the clothes rack. I took another unbridled look. Xian Yaowen withdrew his gaze, walked back into the house, and flicked it into the ashtray He flicked the ashes, put the cigar back in his mouth, picked up the microphone on the table with his left hand, and turned the dial with his right hand.

"Chen Dazhuang, it's me, Adam."

"Adam? Xian?"

"Yes, it's me."

"Oh, good afternoon, Adam, what's up?"

William Chen felt a thorn in Xian Yaowen's heart, and when he heard his voice, he was not in a happy mood, even though this was a big customer.

Xian Yaowen could hear a trace of impatience in the other party's voice. He could completely understand that if the roles of the two parties were reversed, he should have sent someone to kill the other party long ago.

Everything was normal these days, and no one came to harass him. He estimated that the other party was probably planning to use the legal weapons he was good at, and once he got the balance of the order, he would be put into a lawsuit together, so that he would not be able to bear the consequences. Walk.

"I have nothing to do with business. I just want to go to a nightclub tonight. I feel lonely alone, so I want to invite Chen Dazhuang to go with me."

William Chen fell into silence for a long time before he said, "Which one?"

"Tiangong or Lichi Garden, Chen Dazhuang decides which one to go to."

"Lichi Garden, Du Yuesheng will go over to support Li Caifa tonight."

"Wow, Chen Dazhuang is not only a Hong Kong expert, but also a spy. You actually know this news?"

"Adam, if you say this, it only means that you don't go to nightclubs often, and you don't know the current situation of Rechi Garden. If you don't spread the news, who will Du Yuesheng hold up the scene to?"

"Hmm, Chen Dazhuang's analysis is good. I really don't go to nightclubs very often. I specially invited you there today just to chat with you about business matters in a relaxed atmosphere."

"Seven o'clock."

"OK."

After making the phone call, Xian Yaowen went up to the rooftop, where Xian Yaowu and others joined in the iron lifting and did several sets of exercises.

After sweating all over, I went downstairs to take a shower, put on a new suit, rolled a white handkerchief into a raised pattern, stuffed it into my breast pocket, exposed part of it slightly, and made Audemars Piguet pleats.

Pick up a six-pointed star-shaped cufflink and a sickle-shaped cufflink from the cufflink box, fasten them on the shirt cuffs of your left and right hands respectively, pinch the cufflinks and pull them, turn and adjust the position to make your arms more comfortable.

Comb your hair in front of the mirror, and put the big bills, small bills, matchboxes, cigars, and two hero pens, one black and one white, on the table into the pockets that best fit them.

He opened a jewelry box and took out two emerald necklaces. He bought them in London. They were not expensive, but after his careful selection, they could pass for imperial green emeralds unless he was knowledgeable and careful in identifying them.

Bring two, they might come in handy.

After packing it up, he took another handkerchief, folded it into a square and put it in his trouser pocket.

Going down the stairs, when I opened the corridor door, I happened to bump into Temple, who was walking slowly, and her hips were twisting a bit exaggeratedly.

Xian Yaowen, who had just begun to immerse himself in the clothing industry, did not think of it as a pretense at first. Instead, he looked at the hem of Temple's cheongsam. Sure enough, he saw that the hem of the gown was tightened and the side slits were low.

This design is unrealistic, cannot move forward, and is very awkward when walking. However, it has a very outstanding advantage. When walking in this kind of cheongsam, the hips will naturally swing in the most graceful way.

Xian Yaowen was very surprised. He didn't know who cut Temple's cheongsam. It didn't match the popular minimalism at all.

"Cheongsam", a symbol of the progress of the times, originated during the "May 4th Movement" when female students wore men's robes to participate in parades. Then this way of dressing became popular and has been improved several times to make the robes more feminine. , people at that time called these women's robes long gowns.

The fashion from the north swept across the south, and the long gown fell into the eyes of Shanghai concubines and tailors. The inspirations of the two collided, and the literati who had their butts bent into the pit pit mixed in the long gown. They connected the long gown with the robes of the bannermen, so they named it For cheongsam, Shanghai tailors used their skillful skills to open up a Shanghai-style cheongsam genre, moving in the direction of being close-fitting and highlighting body curves, completely fulfilling the "progressive" concept of cheongsam.

The cheongsam is a symbol of progress, but in Hong Kong it is still at a stage of intense competition with hem length and slits. The mainstream is still loose-fitting. It is not suitable for sports, but it does not affect walking. Temple's body is progressing at a real speed. too fast.

Just as he was about to say hello, Xian Yaowen saw Su Lizhen walking behind Temple. She was wearing the popular cheongsam style, which was made of pure blue high-quality fabric. There were no patterns and colors, only dark blue piping and buckles for embellishment. The hem Even below the knee, female teachers and female students can wear clothes that will not degrade their status.

"Ms. Deng, Mrs. Chu."

When Deng Boer saw what Xian Yaowen was wearing, he immediately joked: "Oh, landlord, you are going on a date with such a handsome outfit?"

Xian Yaowen walked down the stairs and stood in front of the two women. He smiled at Temple and said, "Ms. Deng, this is the first time we have met by chance since you lived here. Otherwise, you should know that I dress like this every day."

It was said that they were a landlord and a tenant, and they lived under the same roof, but this was the first time that Xian Yaowen and his tenant met face to face in the corridor.

"It's normal. I work the night shift. Landlord, I don't want to talk to you. I'm going to start work in a hurry." Temple waved his hand and said, "Let's go first."

"Walk slowly." In response, Xian Yaowen glanced at the modular enamel rice basin in Su Lizhen's hand, moved his eyes to the other person's face, and said, "Mrs. Chu, are you going to buy food?"

"Yes, go to Seng Kee to buy fried noodles." Su Lizhen replied calmly.

"Oh, you go first."

Su Lizhen thanked her and walked downstairs.

After Su Lizhen went down five or six steps, Xian Yaowen followed.

For dinner, we went to the Deyun Tea House where we often go. When ordering, we still called Lin Xingliang, but this time, Xian Yaowen did not rush to order, but said to Lin Xingliang: "Liangzai, you have a day off tomorrow?"

"Yes, I will take the rest tomorrow."

"Oh, are there any arrangements?"

"No arrangements, just sleep in at home." Lin Xing felt happy and secretly thought that there was a big business.

"If you don't have any arrangements, why don't you do me a favor and go to Yingjing with me to eat shark's fin dinner. I've wanted to eat it for a long time, but I'm afraid of wasting it alone. Two people can eat more."

Lin Xingliang was startled. He spent one hundred and fifty yuan on a shark fin banquet. How big of a job was this? Can I handle it?

(End of this chapter)