wild 1995

Chapter 55 Decoy
After Fan Dazhi took Ren Yinglian away, Di Ye distributed a pack of cigarettes to the idlers at the door and sent them away, then called Huang Zongshan to the store, rewarded him with 800 yuan alone, and praised: "You performed very well today. You not only protected your sister, but also guarded the entrance of the cash register. You are reliable at critical times. You are a man."

Although Huang Zongshan was fooling around outside, he was essentially just a young boy under 20, with some innocence remaining, without taking credit for it, he said embarrassingly, "I wanted to beat up that woman, but my sister stopped me and asked me to guard the entrance."

Di Ye stuffed the money into his hand, and continued to boast: "You are slapped by a woman, but you can still maintain your rationality. Listening to Miss Ni's words, it is already amazing. Few people in the whole country have your concentration."

It was rare for Huang Zongshan to be praised once, and he was so happy that he could not close his mouth from ear to ear. He happily put away the money, then looked around the messy shop, and said positively: "Brother Xiaoye, let me help you clean this place."

"You don't need to clean it, just keep it as it is. I'll have a meeting with Mr. Zhong later, let him see the damage clearly, and then ask for compensation."

When Huang Zongshan heard this, he thought of the gangsters negotiating in the movie, and said eagerly: "Brother Xiaoye, let me accompany you."

"We are holding a shareholder meeting. You are not a shareholder. You can only stand outside the door and blow the cold wind. You can't accompany me."

"I can help you watch the wind at the door. In case Mr. Zhong is playing tricks and finds a group of gangsters, I can call the police for you."

Di Ye didn't know whether to laugh or cry, waved his hand, and said: "Zhong is always a businessman. He came to the meeting to make money, not to be brave. Go home, don't dawdle here."

Huang Zongshan misunderstood the meaning of making money with kindness, and was even more unwilling to leave. He asked resentfully, "Is he here to help Ren Yinglian ask for the 10 yuan?"

Seeing this, Di Ye simply moved two plastic benches over, beckoned him to sit down, and said, "You think 10 yuan is a lot, right? In fact, 10 yuan is nothing at all. If Ren Yinglian really wants it, she can call me and come to pick it up in private, but she insists on making a fuss during the opening hours of the flagship store, obviously for another purpose."

"For what purpose?"

Di Ye was not in a hurry to answer, but asked rhetorically: "You often hang out on the streets, you should know how much the current loan interest is, right? It's the kind of loan for one year."

"I know, if the relationship is good, it's about 2%, and if the relationship is not, it's 2% to 3%."

"Then do you know how much money Yingfeng has in the bank?"

"I don't know, my sister never tells me these things."

"As of this afternoon, Yingfeng has 1020 million yuan in the bank, and it is increasing at a rate of about 100 million yuan every day. If this money is used for lending, it can earn more than 5000 yuan a day. If it is used for stock speculation or investment, it will earn even more."

Huang Zongshan lost his attention, and exclaimed, "One million a day? How profitable is our company?"

"That's not the money earned, but the money that the customer puts in the company temporarily! So your sister and I control the official seal and ledger, and don't let Mr. Zhong, Mr. Fan, and Mr. Zheng interfere. If you were them, you knew that the company had more than 1000 million yuan in money, but you couldn't spend it yourself, and you couldn't take it out. Can you bear it?"

"That's definitely unbearable, let alone more than 1000 million, even tens of thousands of dollars, I can't bear it."

Di Ye was amused by Huang Zongshan's frankness, and said: "That's why Mr. Zhong sent Ren Yinglian to make trouble, trying to make a fool of me and your sister. As long as we make a fool of ourselves, he, Mr. Fan and Mr. Zheng will have an excuse to take away the official seal and ledger, and then do whatever they want."

Only then did Huang Zongshan understand, and he said harshly: "Ren Yinglian should not have been released just now, she should be taken as a hostage!"

Di Ye smiled disdainfully, and said: "That's just cannon fodder, do you think Zhong will always care about her? Even if Zhong always cares about her, if he doesn't do anything, Mr. Fan and Mr. Zheng will do it sooner or later."

Huang Zongshan thought about it too, a little discouraged, and asked: "What if the three of them keep playing this trick in the future?"

"If you want to know what to do, go back to school and study hard, otherwise you will never be able to figure it out for the rest of your life, and you can only be cannon fodder like Ren Yinglian."

Di Ye felt that it was enough for him to know the information just now, so he stopped answering and drove away again: "You go home first, I'm going to have dinner."

After driving away Huang Zongshan, Di Ye went to find a restaurant nearby and ate a bowl of braised beef noodles. At around 6:45, Zheng Yingyong took a taxi to the flagship store.

"Manager Di, Mr. Zhong did not behave properly in this matter. Just let him apologize to you later. There is no need to quit Yingfeng."

"Mr. Zheng, I'm really quitting because I'm busy with my studies and I can't take care of this side. It has nothing to do with the afternoon's business."

"Haha, if you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten that you are still a college student. You are probably the only college student in the country who can do business like you."

Zheng Yingyong is exquisite in all aspects, and treats people with kindness, which is the complete opposite of Ren Yinglian, but Di Ye is more wary of him, because shrews are easy to deal with, but smiling tigers are hard to guard against.

A few minutes later, Zhong Rongke drove a Crown sedan and brought Fan Dazhi to the flagship store. Di Ye and the two exchanged a few words, then stood up and pulled down the rolling gate, officially opening the shareholder meeting.

Di Ye didn't argue with Zhong Rongke about the farce in the afternoon. At the beginning, he threw out Yingfeng's latest financial statement and introduced the source of each payment in detail. When Zhong Rongke heard that there were 1020 million in the account, his face showed ecstasy.

"Manager Di, I must sincerely apologize to you for what happened this afternoon. Ren Yinglian relied on my usual pampering and lawlessness, let her..."

Di Ye raised his hand to interrupt Zhong Rongke's insincere apology, and said, "Mr. Zhong, I'm not a small-minded person, and I don't know how to see women. Let's forget about Miss Ren, but Ren Datou can't just let it go. The flagship store is our Yingfeng's signature, and he led people to smash it to pieces. If we don't get severely punished, our business will definitely be affected in the future."

Zheng Yingyong looked at the three smashed TV sets, and agreed: "Manager Di is right. If Ren Datou smashes the flagship store like this and is still unscathed, what will customers think of us? Will others follow suit? So we must be severely punished, otherwise it will not be enough to convince the public! If Mr. Zhong does not object, I will go back to the Municipal Public Security Bureau and ask my friends to see how to arrange him."

Zhong Rongke's face was a little cloudy, and after taking two puffs of cigarettes, he said: "Ren Datou is Ren Yinglian's cousin. He has been troublesome since he was a child, and he is used to misbehavior. He really should be taught a lesson."

Di Ye glanced at Fan Dazhi and saw that he was staring at the financial statements intently. He had no intention of expressing any opinion at all, so he had no choice but to say to himself: "Mr. What do you think of him?"

When Fan Dazhi heard this, he finally came to his senses and said, "Yes, Bi Wanxi really wants to appease him, and he must not be allowed to ruin the company's good situation."

Zhong Rongke and Zheng Yingyong also agreed, and asked, "How does Manager Di plan to appease you?"

Di Ye raised three fingers and said, "First, when severely punishing the boss, let Bi Wanxi vent his anger; second, give Bi Wanxi a hush money to shut him up; third, I will ask a friend to send Bi Wanxi to Pengcheng, and not allow him to return to Yuncheng."

"Manager Di's arrangements are very thoughtful, with a three-pronged approach. Even if Bi Wanxi has a big grievance, it should dissipate. Let's do it like this."

After talking about the company and Bi Wanxi, Di Ye began to fight for his own interests and prepared to quit Yingfeng, saying: "When I was the general manager of Yingfeng, I didn't have a dime salary. When I quit at the end of the first month, I want to get a bonus of 10 yuan. Do you have any objections?"

Although the bonus of 10 yuan sounds scary, but Di Ye's performance is too dazzling, so none of the three objected.

"I have 20% of Yingfeng's shares in my hand, and I plan to sell them together when I exit. If you are interested, you can negotiate an internal price with me. If you are not interested, I will spread the word and sell it to interested parties."

As soon as this remark came out, Fan Dazhi and Zhong Rongke immediately looked at each other, while Zheng Yingyong pushed up his glasses, and his originally smiling expression became serious.

(End of this chapter)