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

Chapter 722 Acquisition of the County Welfare Factory
"No, the idea of ​​PTC is great. It builds a risk barrier to protect your hard-earned wealth and is also a guarantee for your family, especially your two children. Many wealthy people, both domestically and internationally, do this."

Xia He gently brushed her hair aside and continued, "I'm thinking about what you're worried about. I think the wealth accumulated in the financial sector is very unstable and easily embezzled. But the real economy is different. If you have a company that employs thousands or even tens of thousands of people, you not only create a lot of wealth for society but also solve the employment problem for so many people. Who do you think would easily touch you? Especially the local government, which will spare no effort to protect you unless you do something that will anger both heaven and man."

"Qingye, do you think I'm a bit dark-hearted or have some kind of paranoia about persecution when I say these things?" Xia He said, looking at Fang Qingye.

"No, your analysis is very thorough and your observation is very accurate. Bai Ou is not as good as you in this respect." Fang Qingye gently kissed Xia He's cheek.

“Bai Ou is a woman with a very strong sense of justice, which is related to her family and education,” Xia He said with a smile. “Besides, I’m several years older than her and have seen and experienced more than she has.”

"What President Xia said makes a lot of sense," Fang Qingye joked.

Xia He rolled her eyes at him and continued, "Speaking of the county welfare factory, isn't it going through a difficult time right now? The factory director has been placed under investigation, so this is your best opportunity to acquire it. I think the workers and the county leaders will be grateful to you."

"As for your concerns about profitability, we can consider that after the acquisition. With your capabilities, why would you worry about not being able to manage a welfare factory with 200 employees?!"

"Oh, you're flattering me too."

"I'm just stating the facts."

"Alright, put Qingqing on the bed, let's rest too." Fang Qingye pulled her arm back and carefully took her daughter from Xia He's arms.

"Going to bed so early? You're thinking about something again," Xia He muttered.

"Don't you want to?"

"I wonder how Bai Ou kept you company." Xia He said, then stood up.

Fang Qingye stayed in Huijing for two days. On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, she rushed back to Nanxin early in the morning. As usual, she first extended New Year's greetings to her subordinates and employees, and then spent the morning with the bank manager. After lunch in the canteen, Fang Qingye called Bai Ou from her office and told her that she and Xia He had discussed the matter of immediately acquiring the county welfare factory.

Fang Qingye was saying Xia He's exact words.

Bai Ou paused for a moment on the other end of the phone before replying, "President Xia has considered things quite thoroughly. How about this, you contact the county leaders first and get their opinions. I'll transfer some finance staff from the company to form an acquisition team to come to Nanxin and discuss the details with the leadership of the welfare factory."

"Let Li Li lead the team?"

"No, I'll lead the team myself. There's nothing important going on at Tuofang Technology and its subsidiaries lately, so I've asked my mom to bring Yangyang back home for a few more days," Bai Ou said on the other end of the phone.

"Okay, I'll go talk to County Chief Wang about this this afternoon."

Fang Qingye wants to acquire the county welfare factory!

The news quickly spread from the county government, and the first to be shocked were the employees of the county welfare factory.

"Old Wu, is this true or false?" In the office with the "Deputy Factory Director" sign hanging on the door, Zhang Ningguo sat on the old sofa and turned to look at Wu Xuejun. He leaned forward slightly, his left leg naturally stretched out—that leg looked thinner than his right leg.

Zhang Ningguo is the director of the model making workshop. He is about the same age as Wu Xuejun, and the two were assigned to Qiangsheng Model Factory at almost the same time.

However, Wu Xuejun was transferred to civilian work after being wounded on the front lines, while Zhang Ningguo had suffered from polio as a child, leaving him with a limp in his left leg. In the late 1980s, his family was classified as "impoverished," which allowed him to work at a welfare factory, where he remained for over twenty years. The two maintained a good relationship.

Upon hearing Zhang Ningguo's question, Wu Xuejun nodded, his voice somewhat low: "It's true. I've already received a call from Chairman Zhang of the County Disabled Persons' Federation. President Fang has decided to acquire our modeling factory, but not under the name of Jinghai Bank, but through his own company, Tuofang Technology. I heard that Tuofang Technology will soon send someone to the factory to make contact."

Zhang Ningguo said "Oh," his brows slowly furrowing. After a while, he looked up and asked, "Old Wu, I heard that Huacheng Development, the real estate company in the county, is also managed by Director Fang?"

"Yes, it's a joint venture with Kerry Group, but President Fang's Tuofang Technology holds the majority stake."

"Do you think... he might have his eye on our land again?" Zhang Ningguo asked hesitantly, rubbing his forehead. "I might be being cynical, but I have to say what needs to be said."

"Why do you think so?"

"What else would he be after? The modeling factory is a complete mess right now, unable to pay wages and drowning in debt. If he didn't see the value in this land, why would he throw money into it? Just so we can have food to eat? What kind of kind person is that?"

Wu Xuejun didn't reply, but picked up a cigarette from the table, lit it, and took a deep drag.

At this moment, the office door was pushed open, and a large group of employees rushed into the room. Wu Xuejun looked around and saw that most of them were front-line workers with disabilities from the workshop.

"Director Wu, is our Qiangsheng Modeling Factory going to be acquired?" A plump woman with a loud voice asked. Wu Xuejun recognized her; she was a quality inspector in the quality inspection and packaging workshop, and her left sleeve was empty.

“Yes, I received a notice from the county disabled persons' federation that a company owned by President Fang of Jinghai Bank wants to acquire it.” Wu Xuejun told the truth, there was nothing to hide, and it was impossible to hide it anyway.

"I don't care who buys it! We're not allowed to move!" the woman shouted again.

"Yes, this land will always belong to the modeling factory!"

"We're working so hard! Don't you dare withhold our wages!"

"You must also make up for your previous wages!"

"And no one is allowed to be laid off!" A shrill female voice suddenly rang out from outside the door. Everyone turned around and saw a woman in her forties, who was very thin.

It turned out to be Sister Liu from the administrative office. Unlike these disabled people, she was perfectly healthy and didn't have any missing legs, so she seemed to be superior to them.

But this advantage has now become his biggest worry. No matter who the new boss is, he won't dare to lay off these disabled people after acquiring the modeling factory.

After all, this is a welfare factory, and the government is trying to solve the livelihood problems of these disabled people, but it's different for a normal person like myself.

If the business is not doing well, they can lay off employees without any problem, and the government won't say anything. So she made this demand loudly at this time.

Why didn't factory manager Wu Xuejun understand what she meant?
He had no choice but to stand up and shout, "Everyone, stop arguing! Our factory leaders will seriously consider your demands and will present our reasonable requests to the acquiring party! Don't worry, everyone disperse and get back to work!"

(End of this chapter)