Chapter 1071 What is reality?

Chapter 1071 What is reality?

After a while, a large iron pot was placed on the stove. The chef came over with the ingredients and seasonings and started cooking in front of Zeng Wangcai and others.

Monica was shocked when she saw the amount of ingredients.

"Are you dumbfounded?" Zeng Wangcai covered his mouth and laughed, "I told you that people in the Northeast are honest, but you didn't listen. It's not too late to return the food now."

"Brother, you are right!" The chef and boss laughed, "We don't have much else here, but we are honest. You really ordered too many dishes."

"No retreat, keep going!" Monica was stubborn.

She thinks that the biggest pot is already on the table, so why bother about the number of dishes?

The boss couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the customers, so he moved a table over and placed it next to the stove.

After a while, the first dish came up, stir-fried pork slices.

Seeing the dish that was two or three times bigger than her face, Monica was really dumbfounded: "Is this a dish?"

"Well, eat slowly!"

"..."

Is this the reality of people from Northeast China?

This is not real...

Monica picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks in confusion, and found that there was indeed meat in it, and it was real meat, and there were very few side dishes.

Then there was a big bowl of three fresh vegetables.

Then there's the pot-fried pork, a big plate...

Zeng Wangcai ordered some wine and ate and drank with Xiaobao.

Not wanting to be outdone, Monica also ordered some wine and started eating and drinking.

But no matter how she ate, even if Monica ignored her figure management, the dish never went away.

After half an hour of eating, I finally finished half of the food.

Zeng Wangcai put down his chopsticks and said, "If you can't eat anymore, don't eat anymore. Let's pack it up."

Monica didn't listen and picked up a piece of goose.

"Hey, if you don't listen to my advice, it will be bad."

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Monica stopped and couldn't eat anymore, and Jian couldn't eat anymore either.

"I want you to know what is real!" Zeng Wangcai drank the last sip of wine in the glass in one gulp, and said drunkenly, "I know you. I have read all your information. I also know about your grandmother and your family's history."

Monica's eyes were red, but she said nothing.

"You have hatred in your heart, so you want to kill us over the investment. It doesn't matter." Zeng Wangcai was moved. After looking around, he continued, "Look at these workers. They are all honest people. They get up early and go to bed late every day for their families. Your grandmother left home at that time to continue the family. Your hatred has nothing to do with these workers."

This is a very sentimental statement, but it doesn't move Monica.

Xiaobao tried hard to maintain his expression, he knew that his elder brother was fooling him again.

Indeed, when Zeng Wangcai said that people in Northeast China are honest, it was his true feeling, and when he said that the workers' lives should not be influenced by Monica's hatred, it was also Zeng Wangcai's true thought.

But this does not mean that Zeng Wangcai has no purpose in saying these things.

Precisely because it is true, what Zeng Wangcai says can be believed.

"What does this have to do with me?" Monica said coldly. "If anyone is to blame, it should be you. You are trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm, and you want to do things without regard for economic laws. The companies you listed are not qualified to be listed at all."

"You're right!" Zeng Wangcai agreed with Monica very stubbornly because it was the fact.

But what else can we do?

These companies will either go bankrupt or be taken over by private individuals in the next wave. By then, the workers will suffer an even worse fate.

Zeng Wangcai thought at the time that he might as well give it a try and maybe they could become a couple.

Now it depends on the direction of Harbin Axle and whether it can follow Zeng Wangcai's ideas. If it succeeds, other factories can also follow this routine.

It is very important for Hazhou to be the vanguard.

"Since you've admitted it yourself, then don't say those things anymore." Monica drank a little too much, loosened her collar, and felt a little hot.

"You misunderstood. What I want to talk about is not the responsibility, but the market." Zeng Wangcai lit a cigarette and said in a deep voice, "In fact, it is the nature of these workers, a very precious nature. What is the factory based on? People-oriented. What I want to say is that Harbin Bearing Factory actually has very solid capital. It can be revived. The reason why it was difficult to operate before was because of its poor leadership."

Only Zeng Wangcai dared to say this and question the management.

But what Zeng Wangcai said was true, so Monica had no way to refute it.

Monica and the foreigners all agreed that Dongda has a huge market, but its middle-level managers are not good, their abilities are too poor, and there are many other problems, which has led to the fact that many of Dongda’s companies are now unable to operate.

Zeng Wangcai just pointed it out and made it public.

"Since you know your own situation, then don't say that the factory can still be saved." Monica sneered, "I will not continue to hold shares in Harbin Axle. We at Delong are only here to invest, and we have never thought of taking control of a factory."

This is not true, do you think I don't know that you called John?

Zeng Wangcai glanced at Li Jiacheng and said nothing about it.

Li Jiacheng’s true identity cannot be exposed yet!

"Ms. Monica must have misunderstood!" Zeng Wangcai shook his head. "What I meant is that you are a foreign-funded company. You can't run our company well. I just told you what I just said just now just to tell you that I... I have the ability to bring Hazhou back to life."

"Now even gods can't save Hazhou!" Monica accused Zeng Wangcai, "You guys made up this kind of negative news. Hazhou has lost the confidence of shareholders, and its stock price can't be maintained..."

"I didn't say the stock price!" Zeng Wangcai interrupted Monica. "I was talking about the Harbin Bearing Factory. We have such good workers. I just need to invest money to update the equipment and resume Harbin Bearing's production, and Harbin Bearing will be able to get out of the predicament."

"That will happen in the future." Monica laughed sarcastically, "We are an investor, not a business owner. Besides, you seem to have overlooked the most important factor: the authorities. Your authorities will always cause trouble."

"I have considered this. You don't think that with my current status, I can't get any official policy benefits, right?"

"I think I understand roughly what you mean."

There is no need to continue the conversation here.

Zeng Wangcai had already conveyed to Monica his intention to acquire shares of Harbin Axle, but he did not say it explicitly, and Monica did not point it out either.

Pack up and check out.

Monica checked into the hotel, while Zeng Wangcai returned to the guesthouse. The old men were used to staying in the guesthouse instead of going to the hotel.

Early the next morning, Chen Quan, along with the factory's deputies, arranged the female workers in the factory to wear brand new factory uniforms and line up on both sides of the factory gate.

In addition to the workers, there was also a banner at the entrance of the Harbin Axle Factory: Warmly welcome Ms. Monica home.

Yes, just go home!

Monica got in the MPV sent by Zeng Wangcai and got off at the factory gate. She was stunned when she saw the banner. Why was she going home?

No, you just wanted to buy the shares yesterday, and now I'm going home?