Journey 1995:Non-Stop

Chapter 413 Returning to Quancheng

For Yan Hui, everything at home was settled. His grandmother and parents would live here from now on, and his younger sister would come back from time to time. Now that things were more convenient at home, his older sister could also bring her son back to stay more often, especially during the cold winter months.

The village roads were paved, and running water was installed in the house. It seemed like Yan Hui was donating money, but only he knew that he was doing it for his grandmother, because she wanted to go back to live in the village.

Because Grandma needs to travel, Grandma needs water, and Grandma wants to spend her later years here. Since the village conditions are poor, he decided to improve them.

Yan Hui would definitely deliver the car he promised to Lao Si. A person should keep their promises.

The company needs money in recent months, so he wants to save as much as possible. When the Spring Festival comes, he will arrange for someone to drive the car directly back to the village and park it in front of Lao Si's house so that Lao Si's parents can see it.

Although the fourth brother's surname was Xiao, he and Yan Hui had been the closest since childhood. They always fought together when they were kids, and they even studied under the same Southern Fist master. Everyone in the village knew about these things; after all, nothing in a village can be kept secret forever. When Yan Hui came back this time, he even went to see his former boxing master, chatted for more than half an hour, and left a red envelope containing 10,000 yuan.

Yan Hui wanted to show everyone how he treated his brothers.

When Lao San was released from prison, many villagers were curious about what had happened back then, and some busybodies even went to Lao San to ask him about the inside story. Some people who disliked Yan Hui were eager to hear Lao San say something like "Yan Hui ruined him," but Lao San didn't say a bad word about Yan Hui and simply left the village.

Two days later, Yan Hui had his driver take him to the airport, and he flew back alone.

In the past few days, the steel company has been actively seeking bids, with a total steel volume of 30,000 tons, or approximately 150 million yuan, ready for tender. The delivery time for these bids varies from 4 to 6 months, and the monthly capital expenditure is around 30 to 40 million yuan.

Judging from Yan Hui's bid prices, he should be able to win most of these bids.

He slept on the plane, and as soon as they landed, Li Pengfei picked him up in his car, and the two went straight back to the company.

As soon as Yan Hui returned, a host of things awaited him. The chemical and tile projects were going well, but the steel projects were too numerous, requiring careful scrutiny.

Yan Hui carefully looked at the materials, while Sun Lei and Wang Yongjun sat to the side waiting.

After the new office building was completed, Yan Hui's office was also finished. It was about 60 square meters and located on the second floor of the office building. Finally, he looked like a boss.

To Yan Hui's surprise, Sun Lei and Wang Yongjun cooperated very well, and Yan Hui was quite satisfied with the projects they selected together. The only problem was that during this period of fluctuating steel prices, not every construction site was willing to accept a fixed price. Some construction sites used to prefer fixed prices because they were less risky, but now that steel prices were high, some sites were unwilling to accept them. Therefore, quoting such a low price played a crucial role.

“These can all be bid on, all of them.” Yan Hui took a deep breath. “Start the bidding process as soon as possible.”

"All of them?" Sun Lei was somewhat surprised.

"I think both of your choices are acceptable." Although Yan Hui had looked at them carefully for a long time, he still affirmed their contributions immediately.

"Oh my! I knew the one I found was fine!" Wang Yongjun exclaimed excitedly upon hearing this.

After his initial excitement, Wang Yongjun suddenly remembered something: "However, Mr. Yan, shouldn't we be a little more cautious?"

"Are there any problems with these projects?" Yan Hui asked the two men. "So far, there don't seem to be any problems," Sun Lei replied. Having worked in the bank for a long time, handling tens or even hundreds of millions of yuan was commonplace for him. His current situation was similar to when he was in the bank; after all, this money wasn't his own. This mindset was essential for effective risk control. Wang Yongjun, on the other hand, had climbed his way up from the bottom and was always somewhat apprehensive when dealing with large sums of money.

“Then there’s no problem. Like I said, start bidding as soon as possible. This isn’t enough, keep looking,” Yan Hui said. “We still have enough funds.”

After listening, the two took the materials and left, and then Zhou Ping walked in.

"I need your signature on a lot of documents lately," Zhou Ping said as he walked over with a stack of materials.

Yan Hui actually has very little decision-making power over money, loans, and billing; most things require his signature.

Yan Hui read through each one, then signed them one by one: "Is there no problem with the loan?"

“No problem,” Zhou Ping said. “We can borrow even more.”

"Any more would be too high a leverage ratio, let's forget about it." Yan Hui shook his head. "By the way, how's the tile factory? Anything happening lately?"

"There's a lot to do. The finances over there are still too chaotic. I have to ask them about everything," Zhou Ping said helplessly.

In principle, he was the accountant for Heng Hui Chemical, but in reality, he had to help with many of Mr. Yan's projects.

“They do need a reliable person in charge over there, but we can’t find someone else to replace them in the short term. The company has just been reorganized, and it’s easy for anyone to cause chaos if they come in to take charge. Fortunately, both technical leaders are shareholders, so they have no problem overseeing production. Business and procurement are going smoothly.” Yan Hui thought for a moment, “I plan to go abroad next month, but it looks like I won’t be gone for long.”

"Sigh, if you ask me, you'd better not leave for even a day. My head is killing me as soon as you leave." Zhou Ping felt completely numb.

To put it simply, Zhou Ping is currently working more than 14 hours a day, basically the same as Yan Hui. Forget about taking care of his family, he struggles even to take care of himself.

He used to dream of becoming a finance manager at a big company, but now he's really messed up. Yan Hui is too good at causing trouble, making ten million in revenue is like a joke to him!
“I told you, hire a few more accountants, you can choose,” Yan Hui said. “I’m giving you such great power.”

"I've met several, but I don't like any of them. These accounting graduates are all so incompetent!" Zhou Ping complained.

"Then recruit people with science and engineering backgrounds. You can easily figure this out. The key is to have a smart mind. Anyway, figure it out yourself. Don't bother me with this kind of thing." Yan Hui waved his hand.

"That makes sense. Okay, I'll go to the bank this afternoon and come back to you."

"Well, let's go."

After Zhou Ping left, Yan Hui called several business managers at the tile factory to arrange dinner for that evening.

Regardless, he still wanted to take his grandmother out for a trip, and he himself did need to visit the Brazilian market and also go to Japan and Germany to learn about some new technologies. After his trip, he also wanted to arrange for Chen Jian and others to go abroad for further study; working in isolation wouldn't work.

(End of this chapter)