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Chapter 630 Bandits

When he took a plane to Pingjiang City, Hedong Province, Yang Rui did not rush home, but went to find his father first.

Yang Rui's father, Comrade Yang Feng, had just arrived at the Provincial Investment Promotion Bureau for reporting for a while, but he had a new look.

When Yang Rui met Comrade Yang Feng, he was wearing a shirt and gently scolded the two young staff.

When he was the party secretary of Xizhaizi Township, Comrade Yang Feng's best clothes were a Zhongshan suit. Most of the time, he didn't even wear a jacket, so he just put on a half-new work suit in the office. When it was hot in summer, he simply had short-sleeved or even a sweatshirt. At first glance, he was almost the same as an old farmer.

When he was teaching his subordinates a lesson, Yang Feng always shouted loudly in Xizhaizi Township. He didn't shout with his voice high, but he called it criticism.

Obviously, Comrade Yang Feng has learned a lot of advanced management experience in the provincial government.

Yang Rui smiled and saw the two staff members leaving, then walked to his father and said with a smile: "Why are you afraid of offending others in front of many people?"

"Only injustice can offend people. What are the fears of Communist Party members? " Yang Feng hummed twice and laughed: "A leader must be refreshing and vigorous. If you are unwilling to be fragile, the people below will be fooled silently. At that time, the leader blames you and will say that your leader is not good. You will inevitably have to manage people in the future and learn a little."

Yang Rui laughed, and he knew that his father was not a good man and a trustworthy woman. He couldn't help but say, "Isn't it just a trick of bullying his subordinates and hiding it?"

"If you can't achieve results, you are deceiving your subordinates and concealing your superiors. If you make achievements, you hope that your superiors will know. What else will you deceive?" Yang Feng said and looked at Yang Rui and asked, "It's summer vacation?"

"No, I asked for leave and came back if I had something to do."

Yang Feng's eyes sterned: "Go out and say. I'll get off work early today."

The two of them came out of the office building of the Bureau of Commerce, then left the yard of the provincial government, and then went around to a side street with no one around. Yang Feng asked, "What's wrong?"

"The road is blocked." Yang Rui took a deep breath, slowly shook off the topics related to DuPont, Jielikon and PCR one by one, and interspersed the settlement agreement of Garnika to prove that he understood the US litigation system.

Yang Feng heard it half-clearly, and then answered (after asking several questions, he let out a long sigh and looked up at the sky.

"What's wrong?" Yang Rui asked.

Yang Feng continued to look at the sky and said, "I didn't expect the world to change so much."

Yang Rui was so angry and funny: "Dad, it's not the time to express such feelings now."

"What should I do if I don't sigh? I can't understand these things. I don't understand the laws of the United States, I don't understand the company you talk about, and I don't understand the thief you talk about either."

“PCR!”

"Bad thief, you dad, I have never caught a thief. I can't figure out your foreign thief even more." Comrade Yang Feng put his hands behind his back, walked a few steps, and said, "Your dad, I can't keep up with the times."

"Look at what you said." Yang Rui coughed twice, suppressed his full mood, took a breath, and said, "Dad, I can't play with the international style of the international company. I am here to come back this time to help with the experience of the Party Secretary of your township."

"What is the experience of the township party committee secretary? What do you do?"

"I'm going to cheat the West Jet Factory in Jielikang." Yang Rui had already thought about it along the way, and now he said it as smooth as if he had been cured of old constipation.

Yang Feng’s township party secretary was called the commune secretary a few years ago. As the former commune secretary, Yang Feng was not disgusted when he heard the word “killer”, but he was eager to try it out and asked: “Xijie Factory is a cooperation between Jielikang and the foreign trade of the State Medical University. If you cheat them, aren’t you afraid of them taking revenge?”

The commune secretary, Fan Er, just doesn’t ask how to cheat, but first ask what the consequences are.

Yang Rui also seemed to have regained his familiar feeling and said relaxedly: "If there is any benefit to DuPont mixing it in, that's it."

"oh?"

"DuPont asked Jilikan to stop paying me dividends based on their purpose and demands for PCR. Jilikan has no direct benefits in this process, so I think Jilikan owes me a favor."

"Foreign companies are so good, are you willing to owe you favors?"

"It's just an explanation. In short, Jielikang breached the contract first. I cheated them and then sought forgiveness. There should be a chance. At least, it won't be out of control."

"This is not true." Yang Feng did not agree with Yang Rui's judgment very much, but he still said: "Where is the foreign trade of national medicine?"

"The foreign trade of the State Medical University has not received any dividends." Yang Rui curled his lips and said, "Jelicang still has to be a little shameless. The most important thing is that they are probably guarding against one's own actions, so they did not blatantly breach the contract. If I just dragged the dividends and didn't pay them, even if I sued them, at most I would pay the dividends within a specified period. In order to achieve this goal, Jielicang dragged the dividends in the foreign trade of the State Medical University."

Yang Feng nodded: "But the Chinese medicine foreign trader has a great career and doesn't care about being delayed for a few days. Anyway, it's not his own money."

"If this is the case, the foreign trade of the Chinese medicine and foreign trade of a big family should not care about the West Jet factory." Yang Rui shrugged and replied.

Yang Feng said in a deep voice: "The risk is very high."

"There is no way out." Yang Rui shook his head and said, "My idea is to persuade the Chinese medicine and foreign trade to directly shut down the Westjet factory before Jielikang paid the dividends in order to protest."

"Stop work? The West Jet factory is making money every day. How can the Chinese medical foreign trade be suspended? And, how can you persuade me?"

"I have found a relationship with Beijing and I have some hope." Yang Rui was talking about Jing Cuncheng, whose relationship network was dense, and as a professional export-oriented central enterprise, it is normal for China Medical Foreign Trade to negotiate with overseas enterprises in different ways. In addition, Yang Rui gave sufficient "funds", as long as Director Hai of the Precision Chemical Department agrees, it can be done at this time.

Yang Rui explained briefly and said, "I actually didn't want the West Jet factory to really stop work. I claimed to Jielikang that after the shutdown, the West Jet Meat Factory could continue to produce."

Xibao Meat Union Factory is a production enterprise of Xijie Factory. At that time, the contract of Xibao Meat Union Factory was signed. Xibao Meat Union Factory is responsible for the management of production and production, and provides factory buildings, preparation and local support.

National Medical Foreign Trade is responsible for domestic policy support, exports to the outside world, and appears as a seller.

Jielikang is the provider of funds and equipment, and at the same time signs a contract to acquire Coenzyme Q10 at a certain price.

Hong Kong Huarui Company is a technology provider, providing technical solutions and then distributing dividends in proportion.

Just like a four-corner table, such a cooperation model is very stable when it is smooth, but if one party changes, it will become less stable enough, and if the two parties change, it will become shaking.

Yang Feng quickly understood: "Do you want Xibao Meat Conjugated Factory to produce Coenzyme Q10 and leave it to the Chinese Medical and Foreign Trade to sell it? Are they willing?"

"As long as Director Hai is willing," Yang Rui paused and said, "I promise to share his net profit of 20%."

"Where is Xibao Meat Converged Factory?"

"They don't know yet. I want you to help me tell me that my idea is 10% or 20% of the profits, and it's okay to give it to anyone. I can also agree to help them build a new Coenzyme Q10 factory, help them train their employees, and debug the instruments." It is very troublesome to build a factory. Xibao Meat Connection Factory does not have the factors of pharmaceutical companies. Although I see the Xijie Factory jealous, I have never made up my mind to build my own factory.

Building a new factory is a collective benefit, and sharing dividends and profits is a personal benefit. Yang Rui was not willing to give such a pure bribe in the past, but now he can't control it. Anyway, it is inevitable that he will run a pharmaceutical company for the first time.

Yang Feng thought, "You are using the factory built by Jielikang to produce it, and then instead of giving Jielikang money, they share the money for Jielikang to Director Hai and someone from Xibao Meat Connection Factory?"

"It's almost the same." Yang Rui's cheeks were a little hot.

Comrade Yang Feng was not feeling uncomfortable at all. He was very interested in thinking, and then smiled and said, "I am quite good at it. You kid, when you come to the village, you can be the director of the Party and Government Office."

Yang Rui was amused and crying.

"Aren't you afraid that they will dump you and do it yourself?" Yang Feng suddenly asked again.

"The people from Xibao Meat Connected Factory do not know the people from the Chinese medicine and foreign trade, and they have no sense of trust. They don't know what the situation is on Jielikang. Besides, you are there." Yang Rui smiled and complimented: "You are a local snake. They work on the territory of Xi County. You can't leave a piece of residue for the old Yang family."

"Where are the residues you want?" Yang Feng smiled and asked again: "Is this product easy to sell? Is there any way to sell it in foreign trade in China?"

"The worst thing is to sell it cheaper. Coenzyme Q10 is in short supply in the international market. Jielikang just crippled the Japanese company and the market price has also increased. It should not be difficult to ask Director Hai to find two medical brokers to keep enough profits. It should be not difficult to sell it."

Yang Feng nodded: "Director Hai will be very positive by making 20% ​​of the profit."

"So, did you agree?" Yang Rui breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Feng smiled: "Agree, why don't you agree? We produce some things and sell them in our factory, and who can control them?"

Although he had experienced the experience of the provincial government, when Comrade Yang Feng talked about the territory, he still couldn't help but show his unique bandit spirit as the commune secretary.
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