I'm incredibly ambitious after being reborn.

Chapter 15: Getting a Wife and a Dowry
While busy opening the shop, because "Shizipo" has gained a good reputation, truck drivers will stay overnight here to avoid "fuel thieves," so the turnover of "Dachupu" is increasing every day.

Don't be fooled by the fact that it only costs ten or fifteen yuan to stay one night. Once you're there, you're bound to make some purchases. Some local specialties, and some clever and resourceful people in town, will bring them to "Shizipo" to sell on consignment.

Some people rent counters, and the counter fee of 200 yuan a month is definitely not low in a poor and remote area.

In addition, cigarette sales were exceptionally high, so Zhang Daxiang didn't partner with anyone to engage in cross-selling; instead, he directly acquired eight small shops in three surrounding villages.

Many cigarettes that don't sell well are actually selling well now, because Zhang Daxiang is giving away a cheap, loose cigarette for free when he stops for a quick meal.

It may be cheap, but for the chefs who ate there, having a cigarette after the meal really made them feel like they'd gotten a great deal.

After the area became popular, all the young people from the clan who had not yet settled down after retiring from the military, regardless of their generation, would first go to the ancestral hall to register before coming to "Shizipo" to help out.

Of course, helping out couldn't just be about "keeping watch." For that kind of work, the old men at the ancestral hall would break your legs, and you'd have to learn a skill and technique.

Since things had come to this point, Zhang Daxiang didn't stand on ceremony and directly asked his grandfather's generation to open a car repair shop next door.

Actually, Zhang Daxiang also wanted to open a gas station, but the investment would be more than 20 million yuan. That amount would require a large meeting at the ancestral hall. After thinking it over, he decided to wait and see.

However, the land for the gas station has already been agreed upon with two villages in the "Wujiatan" area. The land price is based on the current market price at the border of the two villages, and they will not ask for an exorbitant price. They have also promised to recruit people from the two villages to work there.

Zhang Daxiang's salary wasn't high, but he never delayed or withheld wages. He fixed the payment date as the 10th of each month, which was essentially equivalent to receiving an advance payment before starting work.

If you start work on the 10th, then you'll get your salary for a month on the 10th. If you run away, then Zhang Daxiang will lose a month's wages.

This move struck the old men as bizarre, as it seemed like a significant amount of working capital was being wasted every month.

But the aunts and sisters-in-law who have already become formal employees all say that when looking for a job, they should find one where their own family can take care of them...

The good reputation had an immediate effect, and the old men's worries about Zhang Daxiang suffering losses did not materialize.

From the perspective of maximizing profits, we should indeed listen to the old men, or do what others do and suppress wages. Putting a month's salary in the bank to earn interest would be quite a lot.

However, Zhang Daxiang really didn't care about these benefits. He thought it was better to use this free time to get people to work.

There might be employees who take advantage of him in the future, but it's absolutely impossible now.

After all, with his life-length staff, he made "Cross Slope" as quiet as a safe haven; not everyone's eyes are like a dog's eyes.

"Ah Da, Old Zhou is here."

Zhang Damiao, who was helping to dry vegetables, hurried over wearing an apron and carrying a bottle of iced soda. After taking a refreshing sip, the boy excitedly said, "I thought Old Zhou had embezzled a hundred yuan and wasn't coming."

"He's not stupid, would he do that for a hundred dollars?"

Zhang Daxiang pulled the cloth off the drawing board, covering the unfinished drawings, went outside to wash his hands, and then asked, "Old Zhou mentioned the cold storage; come with me to take a look in a couple of days."

"He said he came to your house today, is that true?"

"It's a messy situation, it's somewhat related to her family, but not really. Anyway, it's a good opportunity to get some beef and mutton here."

"Old Zhou was bragging and said that the shareholding structure was unclear, and I didn't understand it either."

“He doesn’t know much himself. I asked Grandpa to inquire about it a few days ago, and now we have a pretty good idea of ​​what’s going on.” “Didn’t Grandpa say he would help you find a bride?”

"You're listening to that old man's bragging? I bet he'll be waiting forever!"

As they walked and talked, with him casually making up some unfounded stories about his own grandfather, they soon arrived at an office outside. Old Zhou was enjoying the electric fan when he saw Zhang Daxiang approaching. He quickly stood up and said with a smile, "Daxiang Twelve, they're here. The mother and daughter are staying at a hotel near the North Gate Overpass. I just..."

“It’s been a hard journey.”

He handed over five bills directly. Zhang Daxiang was very satisfied with Lao Zhou's introduction, mainly because he could take the opportunity to obtain a cold storage facility in the shortest time at low cost, as well as a source of beef and mutton from Chile and Argentina.

Old Zhou's friend's surname is Sang. Although he comes from Anbian County in the northeast corner of Hedong Road, the Sang family is a large family that spans several states.

Of course, since his friend was involved in the steel coil business, he obviously couldn't be the son of a wealthy family; he was just a member of the Sang family.

In Zhangshui Port, Hebei Province, the Sang family raised funds a few years ago to start a meat trading company, clearly intending to make a big splash. Unfortunately, they had bad luck; a wave of subsidies in China unexpectedly targeted beef.

Afterwards, the Sang family's internal cash flow ran out, and the factory in the Zhangshui Port Free Trade Zone went out of business. As a result, some of the industries they had acquired in other places also stopped production.

One of them is an inland port warehouse in Jiyang City. This warehouse is part of a cold storage warehouse cluster, and most of the warehouses belong to government agencies and large food companies. Old Zhou's friend used to mainly handle logistics orders for his own company.

This is why I dared to borrow more than 200,000 yuan. Anyone who wants to have a powerful backer has confidence. How could it possibly fail?

The Sang family raised funds in a similar way to Zhang Daxiang in Zhangshi Village. Both involved family members and friends who divided the shares behind closed doors, and split the shares into multiple seaport and inland port shares.

Old Zhou's friend owns a 5% stake in a cold storage facility in Jiyang City, making him a small business owner. In addition, he drives a large truck, which allows him to both increase revenue and reduce expenses.

He has great courage and vision, but unfortunately, he is unlucky.

The person died, and it dragged the mother and child down with them.

However, this is not an isolated case; there are at least a hundred households around the Sangjia Courtyard in Anbian County in similar situations.

It might be even worse, after all, they're being confronted by debt collectors while still alive.

"So...should we go to the North Gate Overpass first?"

Without standing on ceremony with Zhang Daxiang, Old Zhou quickly put the money away, then looked up and said, "Xiang Twelve, my sister-in-law, my niece, and I have explained your situation to you clearly and plainly. They know you are a great philanthropist..."

"Let's not talk about the philanthropist for now. Old Zhou, let me ask you, how many shareholders are there in the 'Golden Mulberry Leaf Storage' cold storage facility, and who are they?"

"what?"

Old Zhou was stunned for a moment.

"When I get married, do I just want a wife? Of course, I'll also want some dowry."

"..."

In that instant, Old Zhou felt that if the Sang family's niece were to marry into the family as a concubine, she might not necessarily be well-treated.

(End of this chapter)