Countercurrent 1978 starts with the production team

Zhang Wenqi calmed down and asked Chu Jianghe a question: "Mr. Chu, I wonder what your goal is?"

Chu Jianghe was a little surprised by his question: "What target are you referring to?"

"That's your goal in acquiring this grain trading company."

Chu Jianghe chuckled: "The goal is very simple. Based on Hong Kong Island, we can expand as big as we can."

He will not have any requirements for the company's profit, and he can even accept a slight loss every year, but the scale must increase. He wants to compete with the four major grain merchants in the grain market, and it is impossible without some sacrifice.

Zhang Wenqi knew that this was his last chance, so he considered his words and began to express his opinions carefully.

"Mr. Chu, grain trade seems simple. There is no technical content. It is just a matter of buying and selling. But first I want to pour cold water on you. This is not to say that I am not optimistic about the grain industry. On the contrary, the importance of grain It goes without saying. But when your scale reaches a certain level in the entire industry, this is not only an economic issue, but also some political issues, and even the proportion of political issues. It will be bigger.”

Zhang Wenqi's statement made Chu Jianghe's eyes light up, and he raised his eyebrows with interest: "Mr. Zhang, continue talking."

"Mr. Chu, if you just want to make a profit from it, it's very simple. As long as you keep an eye on changes in the global market and use appropriate financial means, it's not difficult to make money. But what you want to do is on a large scale, and the statement here is more complicated. too much."

"The United States banned the export of grain to Lao Maozi, which caused Lao Maozi's domestic food prices to skyrocket. However, not many people dared to risk the world's disapproval and openly do transactions with Lao Maozi. Everyone knows that there is money to be made, but this money is hot. "

"Mr. Chu, I believe you will be familiar with the transaction in which the Guo family purchased 30 tons of sugar for the mainland a few years ago."

Chu Jianghe nodded, he naturally understood this important matter.

At that time, the mainland was in urgent need of raw sugar, and domestic supply was insufficient, so it had to be purchased internationally. The international environment at that time was very unfriendly to the mainland.

If this news spreads, I am afraid that those profit-oriented capitalists will immediately swarm in like sharks smelling blood, and the international sugar price will be driven up to sky-high prices in a short period of time.

When the time comes to face the sky-high sugar prices, will you buy it or not?

In the end, the company had no choice but to entrust it to the Guo family, who came forward to purchase 30 tons of raw sugar on their behalf.

As early as the early 70s, the Guo family had successfully controlled 80% of the sugar market in Singapore and Malaysia.

The Guo family was very smart. They first purchased the same number of futures contracts in the futures market, and then quietly began to make intensive acquisitions in the international market.

Not only did he successfully complete the commission, he also made a profit of US$500 million in the futures market.

Chu Jianghe was a little surprised that Zhang Wenqi had such a vision. He was able to focus on the world and not be limited to a small Hong Kong Island. This was exactly what Chu Jianghe needed.

Hearing that his words aroused Chu Jianghe's interest, Zhang Wenqi was greatly excited and explained his business ideas to Chu Jianghe in detail.

His idea is hardly novel. It is nothing more than making good use of Hong Kong Island's status as an international trading port to carry out grain trade.

When the initial scale is small, you can do anything as long as you make money.

Once the scale grows, you will need to pay attention to some impacts.

A person's vision determines his upper limit. After hearing his insights, Chu Jianghe's eyes lit up.

Chu Jianghe picked up the resume on the table and flipped through it briefly. He had worked in a grain trading company for 12 years.

The highest level is no more than a supervisor's position, and he is not doing particularly well.

This Zhang Wenqi can really be said to be a buried talent. I don't know where Nalan Qing dug him out and how he fell to such a state.

Chu Jianghe would not care about what happened to him. It was a personal privacy. He was looking for a general manager. As long as he was capable, he wouldn't mind giving him a chance to try.

Chu Jianghe flicked the resume in his hand with his fingers and said, "Mr. Zhang, to be honest, I am very satisfied with your resume and your opinions. The position of general manager is yours."

"Mr. Chu, thank you, thank you." When he heard that he had got the position, Zhang Wenqi showed joy on his face, and then expressed his gratitude with some excitement.

He really needed this position. He was at the age where there were seniors and juniors, but he was framed by his colleagues and unexpectedly lost his job.

It happened that a family member got seriously ill again, and it would cost a lot to get the best treatment.

We have a lot of daily expenses, and our life has always been stretched thin. Now we encounter a big disaster, which is the most difficult time.

It happened that someone recommended him to apply for this position, and the salary was generous, so he bit the bullet and came.

Unexpectedly, he actually applied for the job, which greatly reduced the pressure in his heart and he could have a good sleep today.

Seeing his relief, Chu Jianghe heard that he was in trouble before. He felt moved, took out his checkbook, wrote a bunch of numbers, signed his name and handed it to him.

"Wenqi, work hard."

Zhang Wenqi took the check and looked at the numbers on it, and became even more excited: "Mr. Chu, this...how is this allowed?"

If I have this money, I will definitely feel relaxed, but there is no reason to take money before doing any work.

Chu Jianghe smiled and said: "Take it, I know you have something to do at home. I hope this money can solve your urgent needs. This money is not given to you for free. It will be deducted from your salary. You don't have any burden. Just let go of your heart. Only by carrying the burden can you devote yourself to work properly. I believe you know this truth."

Zhang Wenqi squeezed the check in his hand tightly, and a seven-foot-tall man choked with sobs: "Chu...Mr. Chu, thank you."

"Wen Qi, let's start with the dirty talk. If you don't do well, your position as general manager will not be guaranteed. Of course, if you do well, your bonus at the end of the year will not be less."

Chu Jianghe is not stingy with talents. How can he attract real talents without giving him a little more salary?

Zhang Wenqi nodded heavily: "Mr. Chu, this is what it should be, it should be."

Even if Chu Jianghe refused to give him this money, it would be reasonable.

But this new boss not only offered it to him, but also gave him an amount of money that he couldn't refuse.

This amount of money is higher than his previous year's salary, which is enough to solve his current predicament. Zhang Wenqi is very grateful to this young boss.

Chu Jianghe comforted him with a few words, stood up, shook hands with Zhang Wenqi, said goodbye and left.

Chu Jianghe was also very happy after the candidate for the manager was decided.

When he got home, it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening. When he saw that the family car was missing another car, Chu Jianghe knew that Zhang Li and Ma Liang had gone out to fool around again.

These two people are kindred spirits. They hang out every day when they have nothing to do. I heard from Lao Wu that they are now very familiar with Miss Rose of Du Laozhi.

Chu Jianghe couldn't help but sigh, there is a kind of bird that cannot be imprisoned, because every one of its wings is covered with the glory of freedom.