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Chapter 111 is late

Attorney Dong works in a small law firm.

The income is average.

When it was high, it was 10,000 to 20,000 a month.

When it's low, it's only a few thousand yuan.

Unstable.

He is in his forties.

There are old people at the top and young people at the bottom. They have mortgages, car loans, living expenses, education, pensions, and food and clothing to meet all the expenses of their wives. It’s a lot of pressure.

As for himself?
  I don’t dare to have any hobbies that cost money.

Cars are generally not driven.

Bring your own food.

One piece of clothing lasts for several years.

Even the mobile phone was replaced by my wife.

A proper provider.

So now, he needs a stable income.

Yang Chen.

High-quality customers who are generous with their money.

If such a boss wants to set up an investment company, he must not avoid legal matters, and the legal department is naturally indispensable.

So Lawyer Dong recommended himself.

"Mr. Yang, if your company needs a full-time legal advisor, you can consider me."

Hearing this, Yang Chen also became interested.

Although Lawyer Dong is not a high-ranking lawyer, he is a third-level lawyer with an intermediate professional title, but his professional ability is not to mention, and his service attitude is also very good.

Starting your own company, including many things in the future, does require a full-time legal advisor.

After working together twice, Yang Chen felt that Lawyer Dong was very reliable.

Recruiting mature students does not recruit students.

Attorney Dong.

you can!

"sure!"

Yang Chen smiled: "I'm recruiting troops. It would be great if you could come over and help me. It's just a timely help!"

Hearing this, Lawyer Dong was suddenly a little moved.

He couldn't help but take a high look at this young man.

Obviously he took the initiative to apply for a job.

But he was able to put down his attitude and look eager for talents.

This young man is born to be a boss!

"Thank you Mr. Yang for your promotion and appreciation."

Lawyer Dong said modestly: "Being able to work with Mr. Yang, I believe, will be one of the most correct decisions I have made in my life."

"Please give me a few days, Mr. Yang."

"After I hand over the work of the law firm, I will report to your company immediately!"

……

After some friendly and sincere discussions, Yang Chen set the salary for Lawyer Dong at around 15,000 yuan per month.

Includes performance benefits and incentives.

Attorney Dong expressed satisfaction with this salary.

Leave Starbucks.

Yang Chen handed Lawyer Dong some documents and documents, and after he rented the office space of the new company, he asked him to help with the registration of the company.

As for the name, company nature, business content and other related information, naturally they have already been clearly explained.

The next step is to find old classmate Qian Huifang and implement the hot sauce matter as soon as possible.

It's midsummer now.

It was very hot in the afternoon.

There were no people out to play in the night market street, so naturally no one set up stalls.

Qian Huifang's stall time is around 5 or 6 p.m.

Then we finish work at two or three in the morning.

So if I want to find her at this point, I can only contact her by phone.

Yang Chen called over.

Qian Huifang said she would take care of her children at home and prepare ingredients.

After asking for the address, Yang Chen bought some fruit milk and decided to visit the mother and son.

The house Qian Huifang rents is near the night market street.

Resettlement housing.

first floor.

Convenient to sell out.

soon.

Mercedes-Benz G arrived at the entrance of the resettlement house. Qian Huifang came to pick them up with her children in her arms and took them all the way to her home.

The house is a converted two-car garage.

About 40 square meters.

The floor height is slightly lower.

A bit depressing.

The light is relatively poor.

The decoration is also very basic.

There is air conditioning.

Barely enough to live in.

But the conditions are indeed a bit unsatisfactory.

But Qian Huifang felt very good.

Very satisfied.

After helping Yang Chen and Zhong Xiaowei make a cup of tea, Qian Huifang turned on the air conditioner and turned it to maximum.

It can be seen that Qian Huifang is very frugal.

On such a hot day, she was reluctant to use air conditioning, so a large fan was enough.

Yang Chen briefly exchanged greetings with her.

Amused the baby.

Then get to the point.

"Huifang, I came to you this time for an important matter."

Hearing this, Qian Huifang nodded, looking grateful: "Yang Chen, you have helped me so much, and I don't know how to repay you."

"No matter what."

"As long as I can do it, I will never refuse!"

Yang Chen waved his hand and smiled, indicating that she was welcome.

"Did you make that hot sauce yourself?"

"Yes!"

When she mentioned her own hot sauce, Qian Huifang's eyes brightened visibly, and her tone of voice became confident and happy.

"Delicious, right?"

"I made it myself!"

"do you like eating it?"

"If you like it, I will make the freshest one and send it to you every day."

Yang Chen smacked his lips in cooperation.

Make a drooling look.

Then he said seriously: "Huifang, only you know the formula and property rights of this hot sauce, and it belongs to you only, right?"

According to the system prompts, the market value of this hot sauce is around 100 billion.

So regardless of cooperation or purchase, the formula and property rights must be exclusive.

Otherwise, it is just making wedding clothes for others.

Upon hearing this, Qian Huifang nodded.

Then shook his head again.

"Ok?"

Seeing this, Yang Chen smiled and asked, "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Qian Huifang also burst into laughter and said: "The recipe for this hot sauce was passed down to me by a lonely old man in the mountain village where I married my ex-husband."

"I improved it and got the taste it has now."

"The old man has no children. Before I left, she also left."

"So the formula and property rights are indeed mine."

At this point, Qian Huifang said wait a moment, got up, went to the bedroom, took out a stack of information, and continued: "But last night, I sold the recipe and property rights of the hot sauce."

"Sold to a local food processing factory."

"I can keep doing it and keep selling."

"But the recipe and the property rights, it's theirs now."

After saying that, Qian Huifang handed the stack of information to Yang Chen and said, "This is the contract. They found my booth last night and talked with me for a long time."

"I needed money, so I sold it to them."

"sold?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Chen slapped his thigh and couldn't help but curse secretly.

Depend on!
  Oh shit!

I'm actually late?
  Sold so quickly?

A project worth hundreds of billions!
  Isn't this Nima kidding me?

Which food processing factory is this?

You are the roundworm in my stomach. I want to buy the front leg, but you are the one buying the back leg. Did God send you to do something right with me?
  Yang Chen felt depressed.

"How much did it cost?" Yang Chen asked with a toothache.

Seeing Yang Chen's annoyed and resentful look, Qian Huifang didn't know what was going on. She could only carefully hold out a finger and timidly said: "One million!"

Hearing this, Yang Chen's mouth twitched.

Sold for one million?
  That’s a project worth hundreds of billions!
  but.

This cannot be blamed on Qian Huifang's short-sightedness.

Who could have known that the prospect of hot sauce would be so lucrative?

Moreover, one million is definitely a huge sum of money for ordinary people - especially for Qian Huifang and his wife, who live a hard life, it is like giving timely help.

Realizing that he was a little excited, Yang Chen took a deep breath and then smiled.

"Old classmate, I'm sorry!"

"I was just a little excited."

"The main purpose of coming to you this time is for your hot sauce."

Speaking of this, Yang Chen laughed at himself: "Your hot sauce is indeed very delicious, but I didn't come here just to eat your hot sauce."

"I would like to find you to cooperate in the development or purchase your hot sauce formula and property rights."

After speaking, Yang Chen shrugged.

"I'm late."

"You sold it."

Yang Chen is very sorry.

It had only been one day, but someone else had already taken the lead.

How unpleasant!
  Upon hearing this, Qian Huifang felt bad.

"Yang Chen, I'm sorry, I didn't know you wanted to buy my hot sauce recipe, otherwise I would just give you the recipe, where would you buy it?"

"You have helped me so much, I really don't know how to repay you."

"Otherwise, I don't want the one million."

"I'll give you the hot sauce formula and property rights. You can develop it. When you make money, I believe you won't treat us badly!"

Qian Huifang said anxiously.

She believed in Yang Chen's character.

Yang Chen waved his hand to signal her not to get excited, and reassured her: "Don't be anxious, it's my problem!"

"I didn't say hello in advance."

"You have your difficulties. Whether to sell or not is your freedom."

After speaking, Yang Chen pondered for a moment and asked, "Did you give him the recipe for the hot sauce?"

Qian Huifang shook her head: "It is stipulated in the contract when they will pay the money and when I will give the formula and transfer the property rights."

Hearing this, Yang Chen's eyes lit up.

As long as the formula and property rights have not been given, there is still room and room for manipulation.

"When will they pay?"

"The contract stipulates that the payment will be made within seven working days at the latest."

After saying that, Qian Huifang said again: "Anyway, the money hasn't come over yet, so why don't I just give up the one million, do you think that's okay?"

Yang Chen raised the contract and waved his hand.

"That's not feasible."

"The contract stipulates that if you breach the contract, you will be compensated one hundred times the purchase amount."

"That's 100 million!"

Qian Huifang is Yang Chen’s classmate.

A serious college student.

She naturally understood the legal effects of the contract. When she signed the contract, of course she was aware of these agreements and regulations. She was just a little unwilling to do so.

"I know this."

"I heard that some sky-high liquidated damages are not protected by law. I wonder if the compensation agreed in this contract is valid?"

Qian Huifang reminded.

Yang Chen nodded.

He also knows this.

However, he was not sure whether the provisions of this contract complied with the provisions of the law.

He immediately took out his mobile phone, took pictures of the contract one by one, and sent it to Lawyer Dong.

I talked briefly on the phone.

Yang Chen quietly waited for Lawyer Dong's reply.

After half an hour.

Lawyer Dong called.

Said there was no problem with this contract.

Although there are some overlord clauses, such as only stipulating the liability for breach of contract by Party B, Party B is Qian Huifang, and Party A has no liability for breach of contract at all.

But this contract complies with legal requirements and specifications.

As for the sky-high liquidated damages, according to the contract law, as long as it is the result of equal negotiation between both parties to the contract, it is legal and valid.

"Yang Chen, what should we do?"

"Is there any way to get my formula and property rights back?"

Qian Huifang said disappointedly.

Yang Chen smiled.

"fine!"

"After signing the contract, we must have the spirit of the contract."

"I'll go to their factory and talk to their boss to see if I can get him to transfer the formula and property rights of the hot sauce to me."

Qian Huifang’s homemade hot sauce has a market value of 100 billion.

Counting the upstream and downstream industrial chains, as well as the social effects and responsibilities formed, the number is many times higher.

Therefore, it is impossible for Yang Chen to give up.

"Okay okay."

Qian Huifang said apologetically: "If I had known you wanted to buy my hot sauce, I wouldn't have sold it to him even if it was five million, let alone one million."

……

The food processing factory that purchased Qian Huifang's hot sauce is called Jinhuilong Food Factory.

It mainly produces chili sauce, flavored tempeh, mustard, fermented bean curd and other pickles, condiments, etc.

The address is a little hard to find
  In a place similar to the urban-rural fringe in the old city of Xingsha City.

There has been no development there due to some historical issues.

The environment is terrible.

It’s not very convenient to pay the bills.

Open a food processing factory there, or a small family workshop.

Or it was an old state-owned enterprise that was later restructured and bought by private individuals.

Otherwise, who would open the factory there?
  Now the economic development zone has various preferential tax policies, as well as government support and subsidies, and related logistics supporting facilities are also very complete.

Isn't it fragrant?
  Yang Chen and Qian Huifang chatted for a while longer, then stood up to leave and go do business.

After an hour and a half.

After passing through some bumpy, narrow and winding roads, Pemba Big G stopped steadily at the gate of Jinhuilong Food Processing Factory.

Although it is in the old town.

The surrounding environment is also relatively shabby.

But the scale of the factory looks relatively large, and the factory buildings are relatively new.

However, the electric retractable sliding rail door at the door looked as listless as a worn-out old man, as if it would fall apart if it moved.

Looking inside through the door.

No workers in sight.

There were no forklifts or vehicles pulling goods.

very quiet.

Not even a ghost.

There is a security guard in the security booth on one side of the gate.

Wearing a dirty security uniform and a crooked hat, he is at least 70 years old and has wrinkles on his face like knife carvings. Seeing Yang Chen's big G parked at the gate, he limped over.

"What are you doing?"

The security guard spoke the local dialect of Xingsha and asked with an evil tone.

Seeing this, Yang Chen took out a bag of Huazi and threw it to him.

Immediately, the wrinkles on the security guard's face blossomed like a chrysanthemum.

"Comrade, what do you want to do here?"

Immediately, the security guard switched to Mandarin, and his attitude immediately became cordial and friendly.

"Uncle, we are here to discuss business, can you let us in?" Yang Chen handed another cigarette to the security guard, then took out a lighter and lit it for him.

The security guard took a puff of cigarette, and then said with a smile:
  "Little comrade, it's not that I won't let you in."

"The factory is closed now."

"It has been stopped for several months. Apart from me, the gatekeeper, there is no one else in the factory."

Upon hearing this, Yang Chen immediately frowned.

Has the work been suspended for several months?
  what's the situation?
  "Uncle, what's going on?"

"Why the shutdown?"

"When will work resume? Is there a way to contact the boss?"

Yang Chen asked.

Hearing this, the security guard looked angry: "The factory is not efficient. It keeps losing money. We can't even pay wages. We can't continue to operate."

"We also want to find the boss!"

"But who knows where he's hiding."

"Money owed to the bank, money owed to suppliers, and money owed to us for our hard-earned money!"

“It’s useless to report this to the government.”

"Now all that's left is an empty factory shell."

"Comrade, if you want to discuss business, you should find another food factory."

(End of this chapter)