Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

Zhang Zhiling finished his meal and was about to take a break to seriously consider how to select people. There are many young and middle-aged people in the village now, far more than 50. Who should go and what are the criteria for the selected people? How to take care of families in difficulties? These are all things that the village needs to consider. It's a bit of a headache. Dealing with people is the most difficult.

Zhang Zhiling was thinking about something when he heard a lot of chatter outside the village office.

"What time is it? Aren't you going to work?" Zhang Zhiling came out of the village office and shouted.

"Fourth Uncle, Sister Cuihua said that the village wants to select people to do odd jobs in the city. Is this true?" Zhang Daqiu asked.

"There is this matter, and there are quite a few people needed, but the village hasn't discussed how to select the people. Director Xu and Secretary Zhang just left. By the way, Cuihua is now a cadre, a secretary of the Women's Federation, and has the same rank as a village-level cadre like me," said Zhang Zhiling.

"I told you Sister Cuihua wouldn't lie, right? Fourth Uncle also admitted it. It really happened," Zhang Daqiu said proudly to the people around him.

"Fourth brother, is there any relief food?" Zhang Zhidong asked Zhang Zhiling.

"You know quite a lot. There is food, but not much, and it's not relief food. It's donated by the Red Star Steel Mill. We can't take it for free. The steel mill asked our village to send people to repair the roads in and out of the village. The roads must be six meters wide and able to pass two large trucks. There must be no big rocks on the road. This is their requirement," said Zhang Zhiling.

"Fourth Uncle, what's the relationship between the road in our village and the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill? Even if they don't give us food, we have to repair it ourselves," asked Zhang Dayou.

"Isn't this the problem? It's because of Zhang Dabiao. He is Zhang Dabiao from my third brother's family. He has made great contributions in the factory. The factory leaders wanted to reward himself, but he didn't want it and hoped that the factory could help Zhangjia Village. Let me put it this way, without Dabiao, who would know our Zhangjia Village? He is a temporary worker and is given food. It's enough for everyone to remember the good things about Dabiao from my third uncle's family. Let's go to work first. A few people from the village office stay here and we will discuss how to select people," said Zhang Zhiling.

"I grew up with Uncle Da Biao, and I've known for a long time that he has a promising future. I saw it when he took a knife and chopped Brother Shoucheng's mother," Zhang Shouli said to others.

"Isn't it? Can a person with no future have such great popularity?" another person responded.

None of these people noticed that the person being hacked was Zhang Shoucheng's mother who was right behind them. When Zhang Dasong's wife heard these words, her face turned red and green. She thought to herself, Zhang Dabao can't hear you guys talking about this, but I was at the scene, so is it okay for you to say that to me?

Zhang Dabao, who was far away in Hong Kong, boarded a plane to Tokyo today with Hu Yongjia. Both of them were wearing neat suits. After getting off the plane, Hu Yongjia was carrying a briefcase in his hand. Zhang Dabao walked in front and Hu Yongjia followed behind.

"Manager Hu, how many manufacturers have you contacted in total?" Zhang Dabao asked Hu Yongjia.

"These three companies are all the best manufacturers of textile equipment, especially Komatsu, which is very professional in making looms, printing and dyeing equipment, and sewing machines," said Hu Yongjia.

"Let's go to this company first. Will they come to pick up the machine? As for the loom, it depends on the situation. I didn't plan to do it originally, but what you said makes sense. If we weave and print and dye by ourselves, the gross profit will be higher, but our factory will be small," said Zhang Dabao.

"Mr. Yan, there are many bankrupt textile factories and printing and dyeing factories in Hong Kong. It is not a loss to buy them now. The land prices are rising so much now," said Hu Yongjia.

"That makes sense. After we go back, we should first acquire a few factories. Whether we do weaving or printing and dyeing, we can make money by reselling the land or cooperating with others to develop it." Hu Yongjia reminded Zhang Dabiao that there are indeed many factories that are not going to work. If we can really acquire them, we can really make money by doing real estate. Many factories have their own head houses. I have always wanted to open a restaurant to receive people from China. Yu Li opened a restaurant in her later life, and she was also smart.

After discussing the basic ideas with Hu Yongjia, to be honest, the Japanese are quite good at doing business. Since they had contacted Komatsu Machinery in advance, Zhang Dabao and his companion received a warm reception as soon as they stepped out of the platform. Not only were they picked up and dropped off, but their food and accommodation were also well arranged. If they wanted to go around and see the sights, the people from Komatsu can take them to visit the scenic spots in various places first.

However, Zhang Dabao was not in such a mood. The next day, Zhang Dabao and Hu Yongjia visited Komatsu machinery and looked at looms, printing and dyeing machines, etc. To be honest, their products were really good, but the prices were ridiculously high.

If you don't buy, the other party won't force you, and will instead smile and send you to the door of the next company. Hu Yongjia and Zhang Dabao then visited Zhuxin and Abe companies and got a general understanding of the situation.

"Manager Hu, let's order from Komatsu. It may be more expensive, but the delivery must be within one month. This is our bottom line. If the other party cannot deliver the goods, I will go to West Germany and Yingmao immediately. Their equipment is also very good." Zhang Dabao arranged for Hu Yongjia to contact Komatsu.

"Okay, Mr. Yan, I decided that they can make concessions on the price," said Hu Yongjia.

"It would be best if you make concessions, but it's okay if you don't. What I need is time. You go and talk. We'll meet at the hotel in the evening. You go back tomorrow and I'll take a look around the Japanese," said Zhang Dabao.

"Okay, Mr. Yan." Hu Yongjia had a strong execution ability. After he said that, he went out and went to his room to call someone from Komatsu Machinery.

Zhang Dabao also went out. It was not easy for him to come here, it would be a shame if he didn't look around.

With the support of Da Piaoliang, the Japanese country is now developing rapidly, with the economy growing at a double-digit rate every year. Of course, construction in various places is also in full swing.

After leaving the hotel, I picked up a bicycle from the side of the road and rode around the center of Tokyo. No matter how expensive the equipment is, I am not afraid. No matter how much money I spend, I will get it back many times over from your bank.

The four big words "Bank of China" came into Zhang Dabao's sight. This is an old bank. When the Japanese invaded our country, they amassed a large amount of wealth in the country and plundered it desperately. Every bit of their bottom line and every penny shipped here from China was stained with the blood and tears of the Chinese people.

I just robbed you, because you are the worst. This bank is located at the bottom of an eleven-story building. There are four big characters "正金银行" on it. Judging from its size, it should be the head office, or at least the regional head office. There are many people coming in and out.

Zhang Dabiao took two hundred dollars and entered the bank. While doing business, he observed the inside of the bank. The business area was on the second floor, and there were one or two floors underground to store cash and more valuable items. There were armed security guards at the door, two of them standing at the door, and two security guards walking around with their hands in their arms.