After rebirth, I became a great master

Chapter 223 The wool comes from the pig and the dog pays for it
There are actually masks in the factory.

But no one wore it.

It's summer now and there's no air conditioning in the factory. Wearing a mask can suffocate people to death.

Zhou Haoran asked someone to bring a mask.

Li Changxing had no such understanding at all. When he heard him talk about the media, he became very excited and asked, "Are we going to do advertising?"

"There will be ads, don't worry."

Zhou Haoran put on a mask and went into the factory with him. He took a tour around first. Although he had not yet understood the specific business details, after a rough tour, he knew that there were still many areas that could be improved and opportunities for further cost control.

These days, the management of private enterprises in China is generally casual and rough.

"The image project is not just for the media, but also for officials."

Zhou Haoran followed him into the office.

I don't think this is okay.

Even with the door closed, I could still hear the noisy machinery outside. At the same time, the smell of chemicals in the room was no less intense, so I had to set up a separate office outside.

Or isolate the work shop.

Li Changxing eagerly poured him some water. "Officials? What officials?"

Zhou Haoran said: "We welcome local leaders to come and conduct research, especially high-level leaders."

"Huh?" Li Changxing felt this was difficult to handle. "For a small private factory like ours, which leader would come? He has no political achievements and no dignity."

Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "So the next step is to find a way to give our leaders some achievements."

"Ok?"

Li Changxing was slightly stunned.

Zhou Haoran said, "With so many orders now, one team alone is not enough. We need to recruit workers."

Li Changxing nodded and said, "Yes, the recruitment notice has been sent out."

"withdraw."

"what?"

"You should talk to the local leaders."

This is Zhou Haoran’s main purpose.

Li Changxing didn't quite understand and frowned, "What are you talking about?"

Zhou Haoran said, "State-owned enterprises are closing down, going bankrupt, and laying off workers. These workers are a heavy burden. We must shoulder our social responsibility and proactively help them solve the resettlement problem of state-owned workers to avoid social unrest."

There are actually not many skilled workers in the printing factory, only about a dozen or so, who are responsible for operating and maintaining the equipment.

Most of the rest are book binders.

This is where manpower is most needed.

The binding of books is not complicated.

You can start working after simple training.

This creates very relaxed conditions for the printing factory to recruit workers.

However, in ten or twenty years, all processes will be digital, automation will become increasingly powerful, and binding efficiency will be greatly improved, and a large number of binding workers will be laid off.

“These resettled workers are difficult to manage.”

Li Changxing thought this was a bad idea and felt that Mr. Zhou was still too young and had a false sentiment.

Private enterprises should just focus on making money, while state-owned enterprises should shoulder social responsibilities. How can state-owned enterprises abandon their social responsibilities, lay off employees en masse, and then let private enterprises shoulder the responsibility?
Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "So in order to better accommodate the workers, the printing factory also needs to obtain some preferential policies. For example, obtaining some land to expand the factory, build employee dormitories, and build residential communities."

"We also need to solve the housing problem for our employees?" Li Changxing was almost on the verge of collapse, and said with a bitter face, "Mr. Zhou, we are a private enterprise! A private enterprise!"

Zhou Haoran glanced at him and said, "Old Li, after we cut the order price in half, will the printing factory still make a profit?"

"do not have much left."

“Then how do we make money?”

"Ok?"

Li Changxing was stunned, and seemed to understand what he meant.

Zhou Haoran smiled and patted his shoulder. "Lao Li, this is the business model I was talking about earlier. We rely on one business to attract traffic, and once that traffic comes, we rely on another business to make money. In our jargon, this is called 'the pig pays for the wool, and the dog pays the bill.'"

"what?"

Li Changxing was completely confused. How could he understand such fancy Internet games?

Zhou Haoran simply put it this way: "We'll give up the profits from the printing business and grab all the printing orders. When recruiting workers and expanding our business lines, we'll actively cooperate with local governments to help them solve the resettlement problem of laid-off workers, exchanging land for them."

Li Changxing seemed to understand, "Doing real estate? Making money by buying houses!"

"Real estate is good. A worker would have to take out a 30-year loan to buy a house." Zhou Haoran glanced at him, his expression growing grim. "We've partnered with the bank and used the house sales to get the workers' hard-earned money for the next 30 years. We then pay it to them year after year, allowing them to work with peace of mind."

"hiss!"

Li Changxing's expression suddenly changed.

The education he had received over the past few decades made him suddenly feel a distant and unfamiliar word from Mr. Zhou's statement.

capitalist!
This is how capitalists behave!
Is it too dark?

"With a booming economy, how can we achieve rapid transformation without sacrificing one or two generations?" Zhou Haoran saw what he was thinking. "Real estate is a national policy. It's the general trend." "Real estate..."

Li Changxing was stunned.

"Right now, the policy is still unclear, land prices are very low, and local leaders don't care. If we can get free land and help them solve the problem of employee resettlement, why not? Even if it's not free, offering a very low price, or delaying the land transfer fee for one or two years, it would be enough to make back the lost profits of the printing business."

Zhou Haoran currently does not have the ability to undertake big projects in the real estate market.

Around the printing factory, we will first develop two residential areas for employees to test the waters.

Li Changxing took a deep breath and said, "This is a big plan!"

Zhou Haoran encouraged him, "The printing industry's market is too small, and there's not much profit. If you want to be a big boss, you still have to go into real estate. However, you don't have the money to buy land now, so you have to switch to the printing business first."

Li Changxing laughed and said, "No wonder they cut the price in half to get the printing done. So that's how it is!"

"Half-price sales can still generate a good profit margin, but management needs to be more refined. When I have some free time later, I'll come over and study for a few days to find ways to further reduce costs at the business level."

Zhou Haoran stood up and prepared to leave.

It smells like chemicals here.

"The first thing we need to do now is standardize. We need to make sure all workers wear uniforms, wear masks, and ensure proper ventilation to avoid any potential safety hazards."

Unexpectedly, I walked to the factory gate and prepared to get in the car to leave.

A black Audi drove up.

"Mr. Zhou, please stay! Stay!"

A man in a gray and white suit ran out of the Audi in a hurry.

It turned out to be Mai Liangping, the boss of Sancai Printing.

"Mr. Mai?"

Zhou Haoran smiled and walked over to shake hands with him.

Mai Liangping smiled and said, "What a coincidence! If I had come a little later, I wouldn't have been able to see Mr. Zhou, this great Buddha."

"Me?" Zhou Haoran shook his head. "Mr. Mai, you're joking."

Mai Liangping smiled, his eyes meaningful. "Boss Zhou, based on my understanding of Boss Li and Boss Jiang, they probably wouldn't do such a thing. All the printing orders in the city are rushing here!"

"Really?" Zhou Haoran didn't want to get involved himself, so he looked at Li Changxing next to him, "Boss Li, what happened? What did Boss Mai say?"

Li Changxing smiled and said, "It's nothing. It's just that Mr. Mai has been having a hard time lately and has no business."

Zhou Haoran nodded. "Is that so? That's a pity."

Mai Liangping couldn't tell the truth from the false for a moment, and sighed, "Mr. Li, Mr. Zhou, I think we should just stop this. The offer is so low, I don't have much business, and you're not having a good time either. Why bother?"

Zhou Haoran didn't respond, "Boss Mai, I won't be involved in the printing factory's business. I'm leaving first."

"Alas, Mr. Zhou..."

Mai Liangping didn't believe it. He had just seen it. When Li Changxing walked with him, he lagged slightly behind him by half a body length. The relationship between the two was very obvious.

Li Changxing's face darkened and he said coldly, "Mai Liangping, weren't you quite arrogant some time ago? You snatched my order and still mocked me."

"It's all a misunderstanding, why bother?" Mai Liangping relented and said politely, "Business is all about making money. Losing money to grab orders is not good for anyone."

Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "Oh, I understand. Mr. Li is not fighting for money, but for reputation. He would rather take orders at a loss than compete with Mr. Mai's printing factory for customers, right?"

Mai Liangping slapped his thigh. "Who said it wasn't? There's no need, there really is no need! Harmony brings wealth... Mr. Li, how about we just move on from this and keep our distance from each other from now on? How about that?"

"not so good!"

Seeing his attitude, Li Changxing felt more and more that Mr. Zhou's strategy was correct.

Mai Liangping said with an unpleasant expression, "Mr. Li, this is boring. The purpose of doing business is to make money together, not to lose money together... Mr. Zhou, what do you think?"

"I think so too." Zhou Haoran nodded, "How about I make a suggestion."

Mai Liangping was very happy, "Mr. Zhou, you say!"

"The two printing houses merged. Enemies became friends, and all misunderstandings were resolved."

Zhou Haoran made suggestions from a neutral perspective.

Mai Liangping smiled. He looked down upon this outdated and shabby factory. "It's not a bad thing for us to develop on our own."

Li Changxing snorted coldly, "You want to merge, but I'm not willing to do it. Now all the orders are coming to me. I wonder how long you can hold out!"

"Your prices are so low, you're going to lose at least 10% on each order. How long can you keep this up? The bigger the orders, the more you lose. Are you going to lose all the money you've built up over the years?"

Mai Liangping thought this man had lost his mind.

Li Changxing seemed determined to fight to the end and said, "Yes, I can afford to lose 10% on a single order. How much is your loan? The annual interest must be one or two million, right? Without orders, the bank will kill you."

"Mr. Zhou, please be my judge. I came here with good intentions today, and this Li Changxing has this attitude?"

Mai Liangping felt very humiliated.

Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "I can't participate."

"Let's die together, don't mess with me!"

Li Changxing said viciously.

"Okay! You can do it!" Mai Liangping pointed at his nose, furious. "Let's wait and see who dies first!"

(End of this chapter)