The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

Thirty-two-year-old Wang Fu put down the phone with a complicated look on his face. He never dreamed that there would be such a thing as door-to-door delivery of money.

It's a pity that it would have been better if this happened two years ago. At that time, Di Factory had just started and was short of funds...

Wang Fu fell into deep thought.

He came from a poor background, and his parents died when he was young. He was raised by his brother and sister-in-law. Because he was smart, he studied very well since he was a child. He was the only student in their middle school who was admitted to a key university.

In 1993, Wang Fu was sent by the institute to Shenzhen City to establish a nickel-metal hydride battery company due to work needs.

At that time, the Shenzhen market was full of vitality. As soon as Wang Fu arrived in Shenzhen City, he was dazzled by the fierce market tide. His dream of being a scientist quickly faded, but his impulse to do business was ignited like a fire.

In the hot market in the south, Wang Fu saw many people using "Big Brother". This brick-like handheld wireless phone sold for as much as 2 to 3 yuan. It had a small nickel-cadmium battery inside, which was sold for Thousands of dollars. Batteries happened to be Wang Fu's research expertise, and his heart was not at peace.

In 1994, Wang Fu saw a piece of news in the "International Battery Industry Trends" magazine: Dongsang State would abandon the traditional nickel-cadmium battery industry for environmental reasons.

At that time, the main pain point in Chinese society was poverty, and they did not care much about environmental protection. This big industry that Dongsang Kingdom gave up is a big fat piece of meat for China.

Wang Fu realized that with the policy change of Dongsang State, the world would face a huge supply and demand gap for nickel-cadmium batteries. If anyone could take over this industry, it would be a huge opportunity to make wealth.

He immediately asked the hospital for instructions and suggested going all-in on nickel-cadmium batteries.

Unfortunately, due to the rigid system of state-owned enterprises in the 90s, Wang Fu's request for instructions was like a mud in the sea. He quickly understood that if he continued to work in the original unit, he would not be able to do what he intended and would miss the opportunity.

Wang Fu was in a dilemma.

"Eating national food" has been Wang Fu's dream since childhood. With his help, the life of his brother and sister-in-law has finally improved, and he has just been married not long ago, and his wife is pregnant, which is when he needs a stable life. He was not willing to give up this good and promising job within the system.

But on the other hand, I just watched the opportunity to transfer the nickel-cadmium battery industry pass by, but I was even more unwilling to do so.

After several sleepless nights, Wang Fu finally decided to give up his iron job and quit his job to start a business!

That year, Wang Fu was 28 years old.

It was difficult when I first started my business.

The first step that Wang Fu needs to solve is the problem of funds - and it is a huge amount of money.

At that time, a production line for nickel-cadmium batteries was worth tens of millions of yuan.

Wang Fu asked his grandfather to sue his grandmother, and finally borrowed three million from his cousin and friends. Three million is a huge sum of money for ordinary people, but it is a drop in the bucket for the battery industry.

Wang Fu wished he could break a penny into eight-petaled flowers. More than a dozen people make the factory their home, with food, housing, and research and development all packed into one floor. They sleep in rows in Datong bunks at night.

A piece of equipment costs US$20, which Wang Fu cannot afford. In desperation, Wang Fu came up with a solution: there are not enough machines, so people can help!

He split production into dozens of different links. Where others used robots, he used the "fixture + manual" method instead. Only use machines unless there is absolutely no way to replace them.

These are all ways of being forced out of poverty!

But now, Dichang has gone through the most difficult period. Last year, the company's annual sales exceeded 1 million yuan. The financial problems that troubled him have been greatly alleviated. The company has also moved from the Buji Metallurgical Compound to Longgang, and has also established a dedicated technology research and development department.

This year, Wang Fu plans to set up a branch in Europe to focus on the European market. Next year, he also plans to open branches in Hong Kong Island and Citi...

If you want to invest in my company now, aren’t you here to pick my peaches?

Wang Fu had already made up his mind. Since he was introduced by an acquaintance, he could not refuse. However, even if they met, it was just a show of humiliation. No matter what the other party said, he had already made up his mind and would never accept the other party's investment.

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Lin Zhiyuan came to Shenzhen City again, and he was greeted by Xing Ziyao who looked ashamed. As soon as they met, Xing Ziyao took the initiative to admit his mistake, "Mr. Lin, I'm really sorry for asking you to go there in person. It's all because of my lack of work experience." Already..."

"Dr. Xing, this is not your fault. You don't have to blame yourself." After reading the information sent by Xing Ziyao, Lin Zhiyuan realized that he had missed the best time to invest in Di Factory.

Di Factory was established in 1995. The first two years were when Di Factory was most short of funds. Unfortunately, the New Materials Company had just been established at that time, and all my thoughts were focused on the New Materials Company.

In the final analysis, I still didn't know enough about these big manufacturers in my previous life and I didn't know their development history.

But now that things have happened, it's too late to regret, so we can only do what we do now.

Lin Zhiyuan contacted Wang Fu immediately after arriving in Shenzhen City.

"Hello, Mr. Wang, I am Lin Zhiyuan from Le Gang. I am in Shenzhen City now and want to meet Mr. Wang."

Wang Fu was very enthusiastic. This Mr. Lin was looking for his former senior brother and leader in the hospital. He also heard that Mr. Lin was the former secretary of the Minister of Metallurgy and had a bright future. He is now a businessman. Of course he knows how to make money with kindness. The truth is, even if you don't plan to accept the other party's investment, you still have to speak well and don't make the other party unhappy.

"Mr. Lin, hello, my senior brother called me and scolded me severely, saying that I didn't know how to commend myself. I was about to come to apologize, but Mr. Lin just happened to be here. Tonight I As a host, Mr. Lin must give me this opportunity." In the past few years, the business world has been ups and downs. Wang Fu is no longer the scientific researcher who focused on research. This scene was very beautiful.

"Why are you so embarrassed to ask Mr. Wang to treat you? I'll come, I'll come."

"Mr. Lin, don't be polite to me. I will be the landlord in Shenzhen City. Then we have made an agreement. In the evening, I will pick up the wind for Mr. Lin in Beihai Fishing Village."

After the phone call, Lin Zhiyuan lowered his head and thought. He didn't notice that Xing Ziyao was looking at him with admiration.

Look at other people's leaders solving the problem as soon as they come forward, but I haven't even seen him in person. This is the difference!

At six o'clock in the evening, Lin Zhiyuan and Xing Ziyao appeared in Beihai Fishing Village, Shenzhen City.

Beihai Fishing Village is a famous high-end seafood restaurant in Shenzhen City. Setting the banquet place here shows that Wang Fu attaches great importance to Lin Zhiyuan.

Accompanying Wang Fu was Director Li of Dichang's office. The old minister who accompanied him to conquer the world was also the person Wang Fu trusted the most.

When Lin Zhiyuan and Xing Ziyao stepped into the restaurant, Wang Fu, who had been waiting here for a long time, quickly greeted them.

"Are you Mr. Lin? Welcome." When they met for the first time, Wang Fu felt a little surprised. In his impression, a person who could reach the level of vice president of a large state-owned enterprise like Le Gang must be at least forty or fifty. Years old, I never expected Lin Zhiyuan to be so young.

"Hello, Mr. Wang, I came here rashly to cause trouble for you."

Thirty-three-year-old Lin Zhiyuan and 32-year-old Wang Fu shook hands for the first time.