In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 589 The Child is Sick

“Well, sigh…” Yang Jianjun sighed and slowly stood up. “Alright, it’s all for the workers. They’ve followed me for so many years, and they can’t be middle-aged without a job to eat.”

"Don't worry, Director Yang, leave it to me." Yu Dawei smiled and nodded at the other party.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Yu Dawei left. Unexpectedly, things went more smoothly than he had imagined, perhaps due to the small business owners who had bought grain that day.

If these people hadn't come to prepare to receive the grain from the granary, Director Yang probably wouldn't have realized the granary's current position.

Today's grain depots are like an old, aging elephant, which could collapse at any moment.

Once he falls, lions, cheetahs, hounds, and vultures will all be eager to feast on him.

In the office, Liu Liguo saw Yu Dawei drive away, so he quickly put down his teacup and came out of the office to greet Director Yang.

"Old Yang, what does Yu Dawei want with you? Don't let his current success fool you, he used to be a lazy bum who was good for nothing and a master of cheating and shirking."

Liu Liguo took out a Changbaishan cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Yang Jianjun. He had worked with Lao Yang for many years, and the two of them lived in the same town and were very familiar with each other.

In addition, although Lao Yang was the head of the grain depot, he never put on airs in front of his brothers. It wasn't just Liu Liguo who called him "Lao Yang"; many people called him that too.

"What was he like before?" Liu Liguo's question piqued Yang Jianjun's interest. He was quite surprised that someone who used to be like that had now become a prominent figure in the town.

"That's right, it's so hard to get him to do anything. He's too calculating. You talk to him about loyalty, and he talks about interests. When his family divided their property, my sister-in-law's life was... Let me tell you, if it weren't for us helping out every time we went back to the village, they would have starved to death."

Liu Liguo, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, kept talking: "Later on, things got really bad. As soon as life got better, they started looking down on us. Every time we went to my mother-in-law's house for dinner, they would start a fight with us. If you don't believe me, you can ask Guofeng. Guofeng knows about this too."

Yang Jianjun frowned slightly, but didn't say anything more, since this was a family matter.

Yang Jianjun was about to walk into the office when Liu Liguo stopped him.

"Hey, Lao Yang, you still haven't told me what Yu Dawei wants from you. I know Yu Dawei too well. This guy won't do anything without a profit. Don't say anything about him ripping off our grain depot. Anyway, I know him well, so I'll give you some advice." Liu Liguo grinned at Yang Jianjun, looking like he knew Yu Dawei inside and out.

"This... come here, I'll talk to you privately." Yang Jianjun was tempted, not for any other reason than that Yu Dawei and Duan Dahai, those two bastards, had tricked him once or twice. If he wasn't careful, he might get taken advantage of by them again.

After Yang Jianjun called Liu Liguo to the next meeting room, he told Liu Liguo some things that Yu Dawei had told him.

After hearing this, Liu Liguo, the brother-in-law, quickly came up with a plan in his mind. He smiled slightly, then quickly suppressed it and shook his head helplessly.

"Old Yang, I'm not trying to be mean, but haven't we been cheated by flour mills enough? Director Yu got swindled away. We were doing a good job cooperating before, but then we got cheated again. We prepared so much grain for them for nothing, and in the end, it just sat in the granary and got moldy."

Liu Liguo lit a cigarette and curled his lip: "Can you believe what they say? Yu Dawei even said he'd make Boss Duan apologize to you, but what's the use of an apology? Now that the grain depot is in this state, these two people bear an unshirkable responsibility."

"If you ask me, we should just negotiate with them directly." Liu Liguo pointed outside with a righteous air. "Old Yang, I know you're doing this for the brothers' own good, wanting to leave them a way out, but we can't let them look down on us, can we? Besides, we brothers have been working at the grain depot for so many years, what job can't we do? Do you think we'll be treated like ordinary workers when we go there?"

"We have to work hard to get these benefits!" Liu Liguo looked at Yang Jianjun with a pained expression, like an older brother who was wholeheartedly fighting for the welfare of his brothers.

"Hmm! That makes sense." Yang Jianjun thought for a moment and agreed with Liu Liguo. Since Liu Liguo had agreed to a swift and decisive solution, the flour mill should take good care of the people at the grain depot. He would then apply for labor insurance for them, which would be doing justice to his brothers.

"Let me see. I'll have a good talk with Duan Dahai and Yu Dawei later and try to arrange jobs for all the employees of their grain depot, so that they can at least have a stable income."

"As for the compensation, I can only mention it briefly." Yang Jianjun sighed as he said this. Although he didn't know Yu Dawei's personality, he knew Duan Dahai all too well.

He had been in contact with Duan Dahai for quite some time. Duan Dahai was very precise in his consideration of interests in everything he did. To put it bluntly, he knew exactly how much money was needed to accomplish what he needed.

Yang Jianjun himself was not very confident that he could get him to spend an extra penny.

"It doesn't matter! Old Yang, just remember not to budge even if it means death. I heard that the town leaders came to see you before. Anyway, with the leaders backing us up, Yu Dawei and Boss Duan have to take care of the brothers' lives."

"Yes, that makes sense." Yang Jianjun nodded again. There was nothing wrong with that. Perhaps if he took the initiative, he could put more pressure on Duan Dahai from the leadership. It all depended on how he handled it.

There is only one goal: to make clear arrangements for the future jobs of the workers in these grain depots before they go bankrupt.

Seeing that the situation was almost settled, Liu Liguo got up and left to continue supervising the work outside. After all, he was the team leader in charge of collecting grain, and it would be inappropriate for him to do nothing while Old Yang stood by and watched.

After Liu Liguo left, Yang Jianjun pondered for a long time and gradually came to his senses.

Instead of dragging this out and trying to keep the grain depot going, we should grant Duan Dahai's wish and see if we can arrange for the factory's employees and the remaining grain to be distributed to them.

If they could really get to that point, Yang Jianjun wouldn't mind letting Duan Dahai and his gang succeed. Whether the grain depot existed or not wouldn't matter; it was better than everyone ending up in the same mess.

He himself is two years away from retirement, and he can actually apply for early retirement now. Now that the grain depot matter has been settled, he can leave smoothly.

Just as Yang Jianjun was sitting in the conference room lost in thought, Yu Dawei had already driven up to the second floor of Boss Liang's office.

The container office hasn't had a stove installed for winter heating yet. When he arrived, the two men were still tidying up the partition boards in the enclosed room.

When Duan Dahai saw Yu Dawei arrive, he looked at him with great curiosity: "So, brother? Did that old man finally agree?"

“Agreed.” After saying that, Yu Dawei saw Duan Dahai raise his head happily, and then added, “But I also agree to let you apologize to Lao Yang.”

"Oh, this matter... Well, I think..." Duan Dahai chuckled and scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, "Old Yang is alright, but he takes the grain depot too seriously. I was the one who took the initiative to tell him we wouldn't cooperate. Apologizing is no big deal."

“In that case, I’ll arrange a meal tomorrow and invite Director Yu as well. After all, Director Yu and Yang Jianjun were colleagues for a while, so the scene won’t be too awkward,” Yu Dawei said.

“It’s feasible.” Duan Dahai nodded again. “Should I still go?” Boss Liang suddenly asked, stopping his work of gluing the board.

He is now not only debt-free, but also has some spare money, but he is not in a hurry to start working on the parts.

Just as Yu Dawei was reorganizing his parts business, he also had a completely new plan.

Through his previous experience as an agent and then sub-agents, Mr. Liang discovered that it wasn't without its drawbacks. If he suffered a backlash from the product, it would be very difficult for him to recover, and he would be severely harmed by the downstream distributors.

The old model of distributing goods first, collecting payment later, and then distributing goods again needs to be changed.

Boss Liang plans to charge a retention fee to anyone who buys goods from him again. This retention fee is more like a guarantee deposit, so that he can have a better way to deal with any trouble caused by these distributors in the future.

He doesn't mind if these people have opinions about him; if they do, they can simply choose not to cooperate with him.

In recent years, he has been involved in various cities in Heilongjiang Province, including Suiyuan, Youcheng, and Harbin. Now, all the major channels for spare parts have been fined, and he and Yu Dawei are the final winners in this competition.

Some astute businessmen have already approached us several times.

Given the current situation, Boss Liang is fully entitled to act arrogantly and give a bowl of rice to whoever he likes first.

But through this incident, Lao Liang realized that he didn't want to delve too deeply into the parts business. He thought it was better to stick to things like rice, flour, and cooking oil, even though the profit margin was small, because they could be sold in large quantities.

This puts him on the same side as Yu Dawei, as both of them are trying to streamline their operations. However, Yu Dawei is intentionally reducing the stockpiling and overstocking of construction machinery parts, and focusing more of his energy on the automotive sector.

Mr. Liang did the same, minimizing his holdings of construction machinery parts. He only needed one or two brand dealers in a region; having too many would only lead to competition.

He had also heard about Yu Dawei's plan that he wouldn't be able to work with Boss Ye forever, and that he might take the initiative to go abroad and become an agent for one or two foreign mechanical parts brands.

Or perhaps they could simply stop making construction machinery parts and focus solely on construction machinery itself.

Yu Dawei knew very well that since 2010, construction machinery parts had become increasingly difficult to sell, and there was absolutely no need to tie himself to parts.

“Old Liang, I think you have to go.” Yu Dawei said, taking the wooden plank from Boss Liang to help with the work. “Think about it, if you continue to do grain and oil agency business in the future, you will definitely need someone who deals with grain.”

“I’ve heard that a lot of young people have gone to the grain depot in the past two years, and they’re all educated. If they come and work for you, your team will definitely be able to do a better job.”

Duan Dahai also strongly agreed: "If you want to continue down the path of market expansion in the future, you can't do without people to promote the market on the ground. Later, you can divide people into different areas, which will make management more efficient. But all of this is based on the premise that you have people at your disposal."

“Last time, because of the debt, many of the dozens of people you had left. Why not take this opportunity to recruit some more people?”

“Agreed!” After hearing his two brothers’ words, Boss Liang’s eyes became firm again.

He originally wanted to rest for a few more days, but now that he has the opportunity to recruit people, he has to set sail again.

In business, you're bound to encounter ups and downs. If you run into problems, just solve them and get back up.

This was something Yu Dawei had told him, and Liang Hongwei always remembered it.

The three of them made up their minds and began preparing to receive Yang Jianjun the next day.

Yu Dawei booked Chen Ji Family Banquet. He was getting tired of the food at the old restaurants he had been to before, and the decor was not as luxurious as Chen Ji Family Banquet.

After booking the private room, Yu Dawei drove towards Laotun. His eldest son had a stomachache yesterday, apparently from eating something bad.

He originally planned to rest at the factory, but he was worried about his eldest son, so he decided to go home to visit him.

It was past 7 p.m. when I got home. When I opened the door and went inside, I found the house quiet.

Han Jingfan sat at her desk, writing a manuscript with a fountain pen. Next to her was an incandescent desk lamp, emitting a faint yellow light.

"Is Xiaoyu asleep?" Yu Dawei glanced at his eldest son lying in bed on the kang (a heated brick bed), sat on the edge of the kang, reached out and touched the child's forehead. He was fine as long as the child's forehead wasn't hot.

"I'm asleep now. This morning the child was vomiting and had diarrhea, so I went to see Uncle Si. Uncle Si prescribed some Chinese medicine and put a plaster on the child's navel. He said the child hasn't had diarrhea since then."

Han Jingfan put down her pen, got up and went to Yu Dawei's side, looking at the sleeping Yu Muyu with concern.

Since her childhood playmate Tiezhuzi left the village, Yu Muyu has become much lonelier. Every night, apart from reading with her mother for a while, she goes to bed early.

She doesn't play around with other kids much; she spends most of her time doing homework assigned by her godmother, He Huihui, and her teachers.

"I'll be passing by Uncle Si's house tomorrow, so I'll take some gifts from the storeroom over." Yu Dawei got up and took off his coat.

Uncle Si is a stickler for rules; he never charges any money for medical treatment for the Yu family, especially the younger generation. But Yu Dawei doesn't want Uncle Si to suffer a loss. There are many gifts in the warehouse; he'll give them some when he leaves tomorrow morning.

Later, Yu Dawei should have a serious talk with Fourth Uncle's son, Yu Dachuan, about how the practice of not charging for medical treatment should end with Fourth Uncle's generation.

Others' opinions probably wouldn't matter, but he himself still held a certain title as the head of the family, and given how much society had changed, he believed that Da Chuan would definitely agree.

"Honey, do you remember Secretary Wan from the People's Bank of China that I told you about a couple of days ago?" Yu Dawei remembered something, but he had to discuss it with his wife first.

(End of this chapter)