Journey 1995:Non-Stop

Chapter 244 Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles, and traveling ten thousand miles is not as good as having a benefactor.

These past few mornings, President Han has been there every day, chatting with Yan Hui for a while, and Yan Hui keeps talking about his own things.

He's not that familiar with Mr. Han yet; it's a process of him constantly promoting himself, and he's not qualified to hear Mr. Han's stories.

President Han has taken a liking to this young man, Yan Hui, and is willing to listen to his stories. The two chatted more and more happily.

Monday arrived quickly. Yan Hui came early, cleaned up the room, and then waited in the conference room.

"No rush, come and sit down for a while," President Han called out to Yan Hui.

"President Han is here." Yan Hui immediately followed.

"How many days have you been here?" President Han asked suddenly after he sat down.

“I didn’t count, but it’s about three weeks,” Yan Hui replied.

“I’ve calculated it. Including today, it’s been 21 days. I’ve read in books that it only takes 21 days for a person to form a good habit. Persistence is very difficult, but you’ve done it,” President Han looked at Yan Hui with great appreciation. “It seems that your experiences over the years have indeed made you a lot more mature.”

"When we Fujianese go out to do business, we always keep our word," Yan Hui said, praising his hometown.

"Hmm." President Han nodded and took a sip of tea.

The room fell silent. President Han slowly sipped his tea, while Yan Hui sat quietly.

After Mr. Han slowly finished his tea, the room remained quiet. A dozen seconds later, Mr. Han gently tapped the table: "You only have fifty thousand, right? Can you come up with it today?"

"Yes." Yan Hui hadn't been working on construction sites for the past few days, and he'd already collected the payments. He had about 55,000 yuan on hand.

"The construction site here has already started, and the quality of the boards supplied in the early stages was only so-so. Starting today, we'll need about 100 boards a day, which will be about 700 boards a week. Seven times eight equals fifty-six, um, fifty-six thousand. Here's the arrangement: I'll give you a special note, and from now on, I'll pay you weekly for your goods, no delays. Starting tomorrow, you'll deliver 700 boards to the construction site every week, at 80 each, and you must guarantee the quality." General Manager Han slowly explained the plan.

"Huh?" Yan Hui was stunned. What was the difference between this and giving away money?
Anyone who works on a construction site knows how troublesome it is to get paid. Delayed payments are the norm; it's abnormal if they aren't!

Yan Hui's guarantee of weekly settlement and transfers every week makes this a dream business, even with a low profit margin.

"What, is that not allowed?" President Han frowned.

"Huh? No... I just thought we'd have to have a meeting to discuss it later." Yan Hui was somewhat incoherent.

"A meeting? Oh, I'm having you hold a meeting so everyone can get to know you, otherwise it'll be difficult for you to carry out your work in the future. This is such a small matter, there's no need to hold a meeting to discuss it." General Manager Han was also somewhat speechless. It was just a plywood business; he had never bothered to pay attention to it before.

"Understood, Mr. Han, don't worry. If anyone says there's a problem with the boards I delivered, you can fire me anytime, I won't even ask for the final payment!" Yan Hui immediately made this pledge. "Yes, that's exactly what I mean. I'm giving you this opportunity as a promise. But if your product is subpar and you embarrass me, this opportunity will absolutely not come again." Mr. Han actually cherishes his reputation very much.

Plywood is a minor matter, but the quality of plywood is not something you can easily tell at a glance. Therefore, he really needed to entrust this task to someone knowledgeable to ensure quality and quantity. Now that Yan Hui had come to him, he had thoroughly investigated the matter and decided to trust him completely.

As for the weekly payments, for the construction site, it's just a matter of him signing a document. It's not like the construction site pays first; it just means the payments are faster.

"Yes! Also, Mr. Han, let's keep things separate. I'll calculate the profits later, and I want to give you half of all the profits." Yan Hui had already prepared for this.

"Give me half?" Mr. Han found it somewhat amusing. "You'll only make three or four thousand yuan on this deal at most. Why would you give me half? Do you think I'm the kind of person who's short of that little bit of money?"

“No, that won’t do. This is a matter of principle. I need to make money for you; I’ll only feel at ease with the money in my hands.” Yan Hui was quite resolute.

"Get the board quality right first. Don't even mention the money. I wouldn't take it even if you gave it to me." Mr. Han shook his head slightly.

"Well, it's too little now, we'll talk about it later. Mr. Han, I just want to repeat what I said: I'm a man of my word. If I say I'll share the profits with you, I will, no matter how." Yan Hui's tone was calm, but seemed to leave no room for argument.

Seeing Yan Hui's expression, President Han didn't know what to say. After a few seconds of contemplation, he said coldly, "Let's focus on doing a good job first. If you're going to use inferior materials for profit, this is the last time we'll meet."

"Don't worry." Yan Hui stood up and bowed to President Han.

"It's alright, don't put so much pressure on yourself. I trust my judgment too. There are dozens of construction sites of all sizes under the Jian'an Group's management in the old city renovation project in Quancheng. Just do your job well and stay calm." President Han looked at Yan Hui and felt more and more that his choice was right.

Twenty days ago, Yan Hui was right. Both of President Han's secretaries were already high-ranking officials. President Jiang was a little better off, but President Lin was already a shareholder. President Han had a driver, but that didn't mean all drivers were on his side.

People change.

Some people are honest and law-abiding at a young age, but after they become wealthy and see the other side of society, they are tempted and change. This phenomenon is very common, and Lao San is a typical example.

President Han dared to hire Yan Hui because he knew that even if Yan Hui had money, even if he had several million, he wouldn't become the second person, after all, Yan Hui had already gone through that stage.

So, from Yan Hui's perspective, this is a mentorship, but from President Han's perspective, there aren't many people he'd be willing to mentor! You have to understand, Yan Hui spent 21 days evaluating people; most people wouldn't even bother to put on a show for three days!
"I understand, Mr. Han. When do we need the first batch of goods?" Yan Hui asked about work.

"The factory still needs to produce. So, can you get it done in three days?" General Manager Han asked.

“No problem.” Yan Hui readily agreed. “I will definitely ensure quality control. Whenever I have free time, I will go to the factory to oversee it. Mr. Han, you may not know, but when I used to cut wood, I would often stay in the factory for months at a time to supervise the entire processing.”

“Good, that’s how young people should be. There’s something else. Starting tomorrow, you don’t need to come and clean anymore. I’ve already told the cleaning staff here to learn your standards. Let them do it. Your main job going forward is to do things well, as well as well as possible.” Mr. Han smiled.

(End of this chapter)