Nanyang 1931: From piglets to giants

Chapter 56 Self-recommendation
The next day, Zheng Yi slept until noon before getting up.

On the bed, there were three beautiful women still sleeping soundly.

Zheng Yi was at a loss for words for a moment. He recalled that last night, he had played games with a dozen beautiful young ladies, and then...

It seems to be a bit absurd indeed.

It opened his eyes.

"you're awake?"

In the inner room, Qian Qiwen made a cup of coffee and walked over to put it on his bedside.

"Last night...I didn't tell you..."

"You're fucking blacking out?"

"No, uh...I guess you weren't there when I was playing games."

Qian Qiwen rolled her eyes: "I'm the boss. Have you ever seen the boss selling it himself?"

"oh oh."

"You seem disappointed."

"No way, where is this? The Peninsula Hotel?"

As he spoke, Zheng Yi lifted the quilt and was about to look for clothes, but he saw that Qian Qiwen didn't seem to be shy and said angrily, "Shouldn't you hide a little?"

Qian Qiwen: "It's not like I haven't seen it before."

Zheng Yi: “…………”

After thinking about it, I just let it go.
Just watch it, anyway, she is definitely not a good girl.

And last night, he seemed to have drunk too much and was a little bit drunk. He had never been so ridiculous in his two lifetimes.

The number of women he had slept with in his previous life combined was not as many as the number he had slept with last night. Although Qian Qiwen did not join in, she accompanied him throughout the whole process.

Look, you must have seen them all.

These women are also her subordinates.

Is this how fucking rich people play?

His legs are weak now.

But to be honest, he really doesn't seem to be anxious anymore.

Although this night was indeed crazy, it was also quite enjoyable.

He put on his clothes, took the cigarette Qian Qiwen handed him, smoked it, rummaged through his pockets, took out his checkbook and said, "I'll write you a check. It's more or less, but here's the 1,000 yuan. Give it to the girls from yesterday."

Qian Qiwen: "No need, it's my treat."

Zheng Yi: "I'll consider the wine as your treat, but I'll have to pay for the girl myself, just consider it a tip."

However, Qian Qiwen still pushed the check back.

"I don't need any money. If you're willing, could you do me a favor?"

"You said."

"Can your factory recruit some female workers?"

Seeing Zheng Yi frown, Qian Qiwen quickly explained: "I don't want you to attract sisters who are broken and withered. These people, including me, are like this in this life and don't expect to escape from the world.

But some of my younger sisters are only in their teens. If they can’t find a place to go, they will have to follow the path of our generation.”

"It's not that women in Nanyang are cheap, but there are only so many jobs in Nanyang. In the mines and on the rubber plantations, how can women go there? Apart from a small number of educated and cultured people who can go to school to teach, what else can the rest of the people do?"

Zheng Yi: "You still have a girl this old on your side?" Qian Qiwen: "It's not me, it's just... you want to do this."

Zheng Yi nodded after hearing this and actually thought about it for a moment.

The situation in Nanyang is indeed a bit special.

To put it bluntly, the Chinese lack roots in Southeast Asia, especially in Kuala Lumpur. Kuala Lumpur is essentially a city on a tin mine, but it is impossible for girls to go down to the tin mines. In terms of administration, the British rarely use Chinese as civil servants, but only use Indians and Malays.

Then the only jobs left for girls are in the service industry.

But in this day and age, if a woman works in the service industry, isn’t that considered falling into prostitution?

Even for women in Southeast Asia, it was not easy to get married, because most of the Chinese workers who came to Southeast Asia already had wives at home.

Second- and third-generation Nanyang men actually prefer to marry second- and third-generation Nanyang women. Almost no one will consider first-generation Nanyang women.

Moreover, the Chinese circle is like this: if a man dates a Malay woman or an Indian woman, no one will say anything, and the children born will still be Chinese, at most Peranakan Chinese.

But it is very difficult for a woman to marry a Malay. After all, Malays have religious beliefs, and it would be very uncomfortable for a Chinese woman to marry into the Malay community.

Therefore, for a generation of Nanyang women, if their husbands died or were gone, or if they came to Nanyang alone for various reasons, there really was no other way for them to go.

Zheng Yi runs a factory after all. Although the work in a factory is hard, it is much less intense than that in a mine. At least female workers are not prohibited. If they can learn skills, they may have a good ending in their lives.

Zheng Yi smiled bitterly and said, "I personally am not opposed to hiring female workers, especially for some technical jobs. Women are not necessarily worse than men.
However, I'm not in charge of hiring workers for these factories, and I've barely even been involved. It seems difficult to intervene right now. How many female workers do you plan to let me hire?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Qiwen asked, "Aren't you the general manager? You don't ask about personnel matters at all?"

Zheng Yi smiled bitterly, "In Nanyang, people tend to stick together and look for their fellow countrymen, but I'm from Fuzhou. Fuzhou belongs to northern Fujian, and Nanyang is still dominated by people from southern Fujian. Most of us Fuzhou people who go into the sea business go to the United States, so there are indeed fewer in Nanyang."

"I don't have much of a team in Nanyang. Before, when I was at the Taiyou Machinery Factory, I hired people from the Li family. Now that I'm running the steel factory, the motor factory, and the hang glider factory, I'm hiring people from the Chen family, the Xu family, and my eldest brother's Li family. I really don't have many people of my own."

"Plus, I'm really busy right now, so I really can't take care of the recruitment issue."

Qian Qiwen's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she said, "Do you think I'm one of your own?"

"What do you mean, help me recruit people."

"Is that okay? Can I be your manager, or assistant?"

"Don't be ridiculous. You're such a big nightclub owner, why would you be my manager?"

Unexpectedly, Qian Qiwen looked at him and said very seriously: "If I can be your manager, what's the big deal about being the owner of a nightclub?"

Zheng Yi: “…………”

"Don't make trouble, you should be richer than me."

Qian Qiwen: "You think too highly of me. Although I am the general manager of Dream Paris, like you, there are other shareholders behind Dream Paris.
Brother Zheng, no, Mr. Zheng, I have no intention of provoking any conflict between you and others, but as the general manager of three factories, three factories, you don’t even have a private person? This is no different from working for a part-time job. "

Upon hearing this, Zheng Yi thought about it seriously, and then nodded imperceptibly.

No matter what, he still recognized Qian Qiwen's abilities, at least she was very good at dealing with people and handling interpersonal relationships.

In fact, a place like a nightclub is not something that ordinary people can open. Zheng Yi still remembers the first time he met this bitch, she was chatting and laughing while killing people.

"Where are you from? If you can help me recruit people, besides women..."

"I am from Fuqing. If you can let me be your human resources manager, I promise to recruit talents from Fuqing for you.

You know, Fuqing is also in northern Fujian. You, a Fuzhou native, can actually be considered a Fuqing native. If you hire me, I promise that within five years, I will let you establish the Fuqing Chamber of Commerce or the Northern Fujian Chamber of Commerce, and you will be the president. Only then will you be truly qualified to stand on equal footing with the presidents of other chambers of commerce."

"So you are...Fuqing Gang?"

"Yes, I am, and you can be too. You can even be the leader of the Fuqing Gang."

Zheng Yi: “…………”

(End of this chapter)