I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 171 I also want to recommend a vice president in charge of finance

"President Song told me that you also want to invest, and I agree in principle. So let's discuss it here among the three of us," Qian Weimin said.

"Xiao Ye, this is the agreement our two companies reached to establish a gas company." Song Qingdong took out a thick stack of documents from a briefcase.

"Since you've invested, we need to get your opinion on this as well."

Fang Qingye took it, glanced at it briefly, and said with a smile, "It was made by the two elders, so there shouldn't be any problems. I'll take it back and take a closer look before making any decisions. Now, I'll share some of my personal thoughts."

"Mr. Fang, please speak." Qian Weimin picked up his teacup.

"First of all, I am just an investor. Neither I nor my Tuofang Investment will participate in the specific operation of the gas company. However, the board of directors must give me a position, which I or someone I appoint will hold."

“Of course, you are the third largest shareholder, so you definitely have a place on the board of directors. How about we give you a vice chairman position as well?” Qian Weimin said with a smile.

“Okay,” Fang Qingye readily agreed.

Qian Weimin and Song Qingdong exchanged a glance, but said nothing.

"What else do you have in mind?"

"President Song, President Qian, for senior management positions such as general manager and deputy general manager, are you planning to recruit publicly or appoint directly?" Fang Qingye asked another question.

“We’ve already chosen a general manager, a vice president from a gas company in Jinghai named Xie Wei, a friend of mine. He’s been in the gas industry for over ten years and has a wealth of experience. President Song knows him too,” Qian Weimin explained.

"Also, the vice president in charge of marketing operations and sales is named Tang Wenke. Mr. Fang, have you heard of this name?" Qian Weiming asked again.

Fang Qingye shook his head.

"He was the former deputy director of the county's Human Resources Bureau and manager of its subordinate labor service company. He resigned a few years ago and went to Shenzhen to seek his fortune. He recently came back and we are quite familiar with each other."

Song Qingdong interjected, "He even took the initiative to ask me for this position. After discussing it with President Qian, we felt it was quite suitable, so we agreed. You know, when it comes to these kinds of livelihood projects, it's inevitable to deal with government departments. Tang Wenke has an advantage in this area."

Fang Qingye nodded and said with a smile, "With two elders overseeing things, I feel very reassured. How about I recommend a vice president in charge of finance?"

"Oh?"

A playful smile appeared on Qian Weimin's face.

"Of course, if there's a suitable one."

“Alright, I’ll contact him directly and ask for his opinion first. If he doesn’t want to, all my efforts will be in vain,” Fang Qingye said with a smile.

“Okay, you contact the technical vice president and have the chief engineer we poached take the position, who will also serve as the company’s chief engineer. For the other vice presidents and senior management, I suggest we conduct open recruitment. Once the company leadership team is established, we can recruit middle-level managers and entry-level employees,” Qian Weiming said.

"I agree!"

"Since everyone agrees, I wish us a pleasant collaboration in advance." Qian Weimin picked up his teacup.

The three drank tea for a while, then said their goodbyes and left. Before leaving, Fang Qingye took the Phoenix Dancong tea that Qian Weimin had given her. Downstairs, she ran into Zhao Qiong, who was wearing a blue and white porcelain cheongsam.

"Take care, Mr. Fang." Zhao Qiong said with a smile.

"No need to call me General Manager Fang, just call me by my first name," Fang Qingye said with a smile. "Are you working as a greeter at a teahouse?"

“Yes, Mr. Fang, I only joined the company three months ago,” Zhao Qiong replied respectfully.

What did you do before?

“I worked as a receptionist at a hotel in Jinghai, but my parents asked me to come back,” Zhao Qiong said.

"Okay, do a good job!"

Fang Qingye waved his hand, went out, rode his little scooter, and quickly disappeared from sight.

Zhao Qiong looked at the spot where Fang Qingye had disappeared, feeling a pang of emotion.

That skinny little boy who always followed Song Dahai around has become a big boss!
His boss specifically instructed him to wait for Fang Qingye and then guide him to the boss's private room.

But why not drive a Mercedes or BMW like a big boss, and instead ride a small scooter?
Could it be a fake boss?

Impossible. If it were fake, why would the boss's boss and that President Song be so polite to him?
Just as Zhao Qiong was lost in thought, Fang Qingye was almost home on her scooter when her phone suddenly rang. She took it out and saw that it was Song Qingdong calling, so she immediately answered.

Song Qingdong's voice came through the phone: "President Fang, I'll still call you Xiao Ye, you won't mind, will you?"

"It's fine if you call me Xiao Ye. Uncle Song, is there anything I can help you with?"

"I was planning to chat with you for a bit after we finished tea, but you ran off so quickly, so I'll just talk over the phone." "Okay, go ahead."

"Xiao Ye, if you invest, our funding problem will be solved, and we should have no problem securing this project."

"I believe in Uncle Song and President Qian's abilities," Fang Qingye said.

“But within our company, Lao Qian is the major shareholder, and you and I are the second and third largest shareholders. We need to discuss things more and reach a consensus.”

“I understand, Uncle Song, don’t worry, Dahai and I are best buddies.” Fang Qingye said with a smile, “However, Uncle Song, you must support the vice president candidate I nominated.”

“No problem, I trust your character,” Song Qingdong replied on the phone, then asked curiously, “Who are you planning to contact?”

"This will be kept confidential for now."

"Then I won't ask anymore. We'll discuss it again when you contact us."

“Okay, Uncle Song, do you have an electronic version of the agreement you gave me?” Fang Qingye asked.

"Yes, I'll give it to Dahai when I get back, and he can send it to you using QQ."

"it is good!"

After hanging up the phone, Fang Qingye rode her bicycle into the residential area.

He understood Song Qingdong's meaning perfectly: the second and third largest shareholders needed to unite to prevent Qian Weimin, the largest shareholder, from infringing on their interests.

This is normal.

They're all seasoned veterans; there shouldn't be any major problems with the general direction of cooperation, but conflicts are bound to arise in specific matters.

Let’s talk about it then.

Fang Qingye took a shower after returning home. Not long after, Song Dahai sent her the electronic version via QQ. Fang Qingye didn't look at it carefully, but instead sent a message to Bai Ou, who was far away in Shanghai.

Are you still working overtime?

The other party replied quickly: "Just added you. I'm on the subway back to Yuanfang Lane."

"You must be tired."

"It's alright, but it's quite interesting. Let me tell you, the merger and acquisition project I just joined has been basically finalized." The girl typed.

"Isn't it quite satisfying?" Fang Qingye sent a smiley face after typing.

"Ok!"

After chatting for a while, Bai Ou typed again: "Ye Zi, is something wrong?"

"Something's come up, let me call you."

"Ok."

Fang Qingye then made a phone call and explained the details of the investment project in the natural gas company to Bai Ou.

"I'll send you the electronic version of the preliminary agreement they signed later. Please take a look and see if there are any clauses that are unfavorable to me."

"Okay, I'll check it when I get back and leave you a message."

"OK!"

"I'm done chatting, I'm getting off the subway."

"Bye-Bye."

Around midnight, Bai Ou's avatar flashed on Fang Qingye's QQ.

"Yezi, I've finished reading it. Let's video chat and I'll share my thoughts with you."

Ok.

Fang Qingye quickly tidied up the messy bed and then started a video call.

The call connected quickly, and a girl's fair face appeared on the screen, wearing a floral nightgown and sitting at the computer.

(End of this chapter)