A car was parked at Chen Zhao's doorstep and a man in black got out of the car.

"Mr. Chen, I was sent by Miss Yamira to pick you up."

"Okay, wait." Chen Zhao had just woken up and didn't have time to have breakfast: "By the way, have you eaten?"

"Thank you, no need." The man in black looked very professional and refused Chen Zhao's invitation.

Chen Zhao kissed Fali goodbye after breakfast.

Then he got into the car.

“Where are we going now?”

"Airport, Miss Yamira is already waiting for you on the plane."

Chen Zhao got on Yamila's private plane, and Yamila was having breakfast on the plane.

"Mr. Chen, it's early, have you had breakfast?" Yamila's makeup was exquisite and her long golden wavy hair.

Chen Zhao found that every time she saw Yamila, she would change her hairstyle.

"Miss Yamira, who deals with hair regularly, can cause great harm to hair quality and scalp."

Yamila suddenly lost her appetite and looked at Chen Zhao with complaining eyes.

"Okay, pretend I didn't say it." Chen Zhao waved his hands and said helplessly: "Do you rich people all have a private plane?"

"You have the current assets and are fully capable of buying one. The cost of this Gulfstream g55 plus the interior cost will not exceed 50 million US dollars."

"Forget it." Chen Zhao shook his head: "It costs another two or three million US dollars a year to maintain."

"By the way, Mr. Chen, I told you before that my father has a bad temper, remember." Yamila gave Chen Zhao a vaccination in advance: "If you see him, what kind of offending him will do, please forgive me."

"Of course, I have always been easy to talk to." Chen Zhao said with a smile.

Yamila didn't believe that Chen Zhao was easy to talk to at all.

"By the way, Miss Yamira, I want to ask you a business question."

"Mr. Chen, are you planning to do business? Or invest in any financial products?"

"That's right, someone asked me to invest in a brewery..." Chen Zhao said the story.

"If you have a small local brand like this, you may not even be able to make a profit of one million US dollars a year."

Yamila's analysis is quite accurate. It is just from Chen Zhao's simple oral statement that he can analyze the general situation and the profit level.

But after all, she manages the bank, so this ability is not surprising.

"Profitability is still secondary. I am considering whether the brewery has a prospect of appreciation, and what can I do to start a brewery without letting the borers enter the brewery?"

"It's very simple, use high welfare and high pressure policies to manage employees."

"What's the meaning?"

"I don't need to explain high benefits. If the benefits you give are at least twice the remuneration and benefits of similar manufacturers, the high-pressure policy does not formulate strict management regulations. Anyone who makes mistakes will be expelled immediately if there is a little mistake."

"Is this different from ordinary management?" Chen Zhao was a little puzzled.

"The normal company management system is flexible. For example, if someone takes the documents home and forgets to bring them back, it is usually warned by his superiors, but high-pressure management will be fired directly if it is a little bit of fault."

"This will be targeted by the union. If the union intervenes, it will be very troublesome."

"The problem is here. If the union comes to the door and intervenes, the production will be stopped. The suspension will not have much impact on you, but it means unemployment for employees, so they will seek to resume production. If there are similar problems in the future, employees will also supervise each other. This high-pressure management does not last too long. In just three months, employees can develop self-discipline."

I have to say that Chen Zhao racked his brains to think about the problem for the night.

In Yamira's opinion, this is not a problem at all.

This problem was solved easily.

"But I can't help with promotion," said Yamira.

"No, I'll visit the beer to Mara Supermarket and put it on the shelves." Chen Zhao said.

"Your brewery hasn't even started yet. Are you sure you can put your products on the shelves in Mara Supermarket?"

"Fali's mother is the owner of Mara Supermarket." Chen Zhao said.

"No wonder."

The plane flew in the air for two hours and finally arrived in Abilene City.

Abilene is a small city in Kansas with a population of less than 120,000.

There was once a president here, Eisenhow Will.

The main economic income is agriculture and animal husbandry, which has a certain industrial foundation.

The airport in Abilene City also has only domestic routes, and there are a few people in the airport.

After leaving the airport, Chen Zhao got into the car arranged in advance by Yamira and headed straight to the suburbs of Abilene City.

Because the law stipulates that some polluted projects are not allowed to be built in densely populated areas, and must be at least more than 100 kilometers.

So the land bought by Yamira's father Depp is very remote.

After leaving the city, there were no buildings along the way.

There are very few cars on the road, and it takes a few minutes to pass by a car.

After driving for about half an hour, Chen Zhao and his friends saw the construction site.

This is a huge plain, with hundreds of kilometers of these plains, and only the shadow of the mountain can be vaguely seen in the distance.

It looks a bit desolate here, and you can smell the early soil smell by just opening the car window.

The car stopped outside the construction site and was stopped.

Yamira picked up the phone: "Dad, I'm outside the construction site now."

"What? Why did you come to the construction site? This is not the place you should be."

"Dad, I brought someone."

"Who?"

"What I told you, the person who can help you solve your problems."

"You're waiting at the door, I'll come over immediately."

Soon, Depp brought people out.

Depp first glanced at Chen Zhao who was standing beside Yamila, and then looked at Yamila.

"Yamila, are you talking about this person?"

"That's right, Dad, he is the one I said, who can help you solve your problems." Yamila replied affirmatively.

"How much did you give him?"

"I have paid 10 million US dollars in advance. As agreed, you will have to pay him 20 million US dollars after the matter is over."

Depp's face turned black, and Yawenke, who was standing next to Depp, also showed surprise.

"Man, you really dare to ask for a price." Yawenke looked at Chen Zhao with a smile.

Chen Zhao glanced at Yawenke and Depp, but didn't say anything.

Yamila had given him a vaccination before, ignoring anything about her father.

Anyway, he came here to work, not to fight with Depp.

"Boy, give the money back to my daughter and you can get out."

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