Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

As for asking for help from the outside world, it is even more undesirable. After all, people's hearts are unpredictable. Who can guarantee that the other party will not take this opportunity to add insult to injury?

And at this moment, the only person who might lend a helping hand is Zhou Qi.

Not only because Zhou Qi was financially strong and had extensive connections, but more importantly, he knew all of Zhang Wenhui's secrets and they always maintained a tacit understanding and trust.

After understanding Zhang Wenhui's true intention, Zhou Qi asked calmly, "How much do you need?"

"Five hundred thousand." Zhang Wenhui whispered, "Brother, I really have to rely on you this time. After the cotton mill issue is resolved, I will be transferred to the Urban Construction Bureau, and the relevant procedures are already being processed. As long as we can get through the current difficulties, there is still hope for the future. Of course, I will definitely return the money as soon as possible."

Through this sentence, Zhang Wenhui actually conveyed a message: although he has lost his current position, he has not completely lost his value.

Once we get through this difficult period, the road ahead will still be bright.

The veins of the city are growing quietly among the steel and concrete. The country's emphasis on urban construction is like a spring breeze, allowing Zhou Qi's unit to bathe in this warm current.

There is no need to think too much about this position, it must be the result of the help of a noble person behind the scenes.

For Zhou Qi, 500,000 is just a drop in the ocean. The Patek Philippe watch in his hand is priceless, and hundreds of thousands are just pocket money in his eyes.

But for most people, such an amount is enough to change their destiny, or even make them feel suffocated.

In response to Zhang Wenhui's request, Zhou Qi did not rush to express his opinion, but asked calmly about the future plans of the cotton mill: "What are you going to do with the equipment, vehicles and factory area?"

"If we can sell it, we will sell it. If we can't sell it, we can only dismantle it into parts or treat it as scrap." Zhang Wenhui explained: "As for the factory area, we have to wait for specific instructions from the higher-ups."

Changing the subject, Zhou Qi smiled slightly, then picked up the phone and contacted Cao Qinquan directly: "Prepare 500,000 in cash and meet me at Shengyue Hotel."

This move made Zhang Wenhui's eyes light up. With this money, his difficulties seemed to be solved.

"Brother, that's really nice of you." He said excitedly and wanted to write an IOU as proof.

But Zhou Qi waved his hand and refused: "Brother Zhang, do we still need this? You helped me before, now it's my turn to repay you. Besides, this little thing is nothing."

There is no need for too many words to express trust between each other.

Then, Zhou Qi directly put forward his ideas for the cotton mill:

“This factory was once an important pillar of our county. It is a pity that it has fallen to this state. Especially for those families who rely on cotton planting for their livelihood, life will be more difficult once this support point is lost.

If conditions allow, I would like to take over and try to transform it into a private enterprise, but I don’t know if I will get the support.”

Cotton mills, steel mills and grain warehouses were once the three state-owned giants in the county, and countless families were proud of them.

In fact, the textile industry always has a stable demand market.

However, production suspension due to factors such as improper management does not mean that the entire industry is in trouble.

With the right help, this historic factory may be able to regain a new life.

In that cotton mill that had no ambition to make progress and had a stable income regardless of drought or flood, the pace of reform had already begun over a year ago.

The factory cut redundant staff and introduced new equipment in an attempt to strengthen its competitiveness. However, if it does not know how to cater to market demand, all these efforts will be like a tree without roots and will not be able to take root and sprout.

Not to mention management like Zhang Wenhui, who only know how to play tricks. From top to bottom, the entire organization is like a piece of rotten meat. It is a fantasy to expect it to develop.

Zhou Qi has a different view on this cotton mill. He sees the huge potential hidden behind this industry.

As long as we can promote technological innovation, launch innovative products, and join hands with brands such as Inspur Clothing, we can not only reduce production costs, but also enhance the company's hard power and brand influence, and even open up new market areas.

In addition, the land where the cotton mill is located is equivalent to the size of three branch factories and is located in the city center, so there is unlimited room for future land price increases.

When Zhou Qi told him his thoughts, Zhang Wenhui's eyes lit up instantly.

"Brother Zhou, what you said is true! However, this cotton mill has a vast area of ​​land, plus existing facilities, it will definitely require a large amount of money to acquire it..." Zhang Wenhui said.

Zhou** knew the answer and responded, "Brother Zhang, do you think I'm joking? But whether the acquisition can be successful in the end depends on the attitude of the higher-ups.

If the price is too high, there is no point in continuing. Besides, there is no official document yet, and it is unknown whether the cotton mill is willing to sell. "

Although Zhou Qi's words were implicit, they were putting pressure on Zhang Wenhui: If he wanted to get the money, he had to show sincerity and strive for a reasonable price.

In fact, no matter what the outcome, Zhou Qi had no intention of taking back the 500,000.

Because for Zhang Wenhui, he could earn more by just getting an approval document from the Urban Construction Bureau.

"Don't worry, brother Zhou, I will do my best on this matter." After some consideration, Zhang Wenhui said: "I don't think it's a big problem. Previously, Pinliang Shop cooperated with the cotton mill to carry out agricultural assistance and poverty alleviation projects, which were recognized by the superiors.

If you acquire the cotton mill to help farmers improve their lives, it will benefit the people and I believe you will get support."

At this moment, there was a knock on the box door, and Cao Qinquan came in carrying a box. Seeing the things in the box, Zhang Wenhui's eyes flashed with greed.

The two men exchanged a few brief greetings, and Cao Qinquan handed the box to Zhou Qi.

Zhou Qi then placed it in front of Zhang Wenhui. He remained silent about the matters concerning the cotton mill and the money in the box.

As the conversation ended, Zhang Wenhui's goal was achieved.

As night fell, the relaxing dinner came to a quiet end.

Zhou Qi walked back to his familiar home under the moonlight. The house was quiet with only the soft sounds coming from the TV.

In the living room, my father-in-law and mother-in-law sat on the sofa, concentrating on the "Legend of White Snake" on the screen.

In contrast, his wife Lin Ruixue seemed a little absent-minded. Although her eyes followed the plot, her thoughts were obviously drifting elsewhere.

Hearing the door open, Lin Ruixue immediately got up from the sofa and walked towards the figure at the door.

"You've been drinking, haven't you?" She gently suggested, "I'll make you a cup of honey water to sober you up."

"Don't bother." Zhou Qi smiled and shook his head, "It's just a little bit, no problem."

"Then go take a shower. The hot water can help you relax." Lin Ruixue said considerately.