Era: Starting with the struggle to refuse being taken advantage of

Chapter 337 Opening a cafeteria would be great!

Under normal circumstances, to avoid suspicion, Director Zhou would be unlikely to accept a dinner invitation from someone he had only known for a day.

However, considering the other party's relationship with Song Wenxin, he ultimately agreed.

After a hearty meal, the group became quite familiar with each other, completely shedding their previous awkwardness.

If anything happens after that, it will probably be much simpler.

After leaving the state-run restaurant, riding his bicycle, Li Dafei was filled with emotion and sighed deeply, saying:

"Comrade Wang, I didn't expect you to be such a capable person, even knowing Director Song."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of all the sales of Dapeng white sugar at the town's supply and marketing cooperative. I'll definitely give you the best position."

Upon hearing Li Dafei's words, Wang Yong was overjoyed and exclaimed with delight:
"Director Li, you are truly a good leader who speaks up for the people. The matter of selling Dapeng white sugar in Hetian Town will be entrusted to you."

Smiling and nodding, Li Dafei said meaningfully:

"Given the current trend, it's hard to say who will be taking care of whom in the future."

……

Upon returning to Wangjia Village, Wang Yong didn't even bother to go back to his home or the sugar factory; he rushed to Wang Chengpeng's house.

He hadn't forgotten what Song Wenxin had asked him to bring; if he messed things up, he couldn't afford the consequences.

Moreover, he also needed to explain and report to Wang Chengpeng about using the ingenious plan this time.
Thinking of this, Wang Yong sighed and murmured:
"I just hope my master won't think I'm too useless. In the end, it was his brilliant plan that worked."

After briefly reporting the matter to Wang Chengpeng, Wang Yong looked apprehensive.

He felt that he was really too useless. His master had already built such a platform for him, but he still didn't have the ability to lead Dapeng Sugar Factory onto a glorious path.

On the contrary, the seemingly unassuming master craftsman at home had unknowingly paved a perfect path for the development of Dapeng Sugar Factory.

Although Dapeng Sugar Factory has only signed a purchase contract for 10,000 bags of Dapeng white sugar per month,
Wang Yong was confident that, out of respect for Wang Chengpeng, the municipal supply and marketing cooperative would definitely agree to even more procurement contracts.

Under Wang Yong's anxious gaze, Wang Chengpeng took the things Song Wenxin had asked him to bring, placed them aside, and then spoke:

“Cousin, you don’t need to be too fixated on this matter. You’ve already worked hard enough and proven that you have the ability to take on the responsibility of factory manager.”

“Under normal circumstances, your previous step-by-step development is the norm. On the contrary, my intervention was a bit too much of a push to help the seedlings grow faster.”

"But there's no other way. The factory has just too much sugar piling up. If we don't do it all at once, it will be hard to process so much sugar."

A flicker of surprise crossed Wang Yong's eyes, and he exclaimed:
"Master, how did you know there was a sugar surplus in the factory? I clearly didn't tell anyone about it."

Because most things were done by hand, and there was no dedicated department for it, the factory workers only knew that the factory produced a lot of white sugar every day, and that it sold quite well in town.
However, the workers had no idea how much sugar was produced, how much was sold, or how much was left over.

That is why even Wang Tieshan and Liu Chunhua, who were factory workers, could not possibly know the inside story.

However, it was precisely this matter, which even the factory workers did not know, that Wang Chengpeng mentioned so casually. How could Wang Yong not be surprised?

Wang Chengpeng was in a good mood today, and since Wang Yong was quite respectful to him, he was prepared to give him some more pointers, saying:
"You don't need to keep watching to know the outcome of many things."

"The simplest way is to look at the raw materials. Just know how many tons of sugar beets are consumed every day, and you will know how much white sugar is produced."

"Furthermore, since this equipment was designed by me personally, I have a better grasp of the sugar extraction rate than others, and naturally I can know the output of Dapeng Sugar Factory."

"Knowing the production volume and considering the purchasing power of the people in Hetian Town, even if we include state-run restaurants and canteens of enterprises and institutions, it is absolutely impossible to consume that much white sugar."

"Therefore, it's easy to tell the result that Dapeng Sugar Factory has a lot of unsold white sugar."

Wang Yong: ...? ? ?
If the outcome could be known at a glance, how could his father have been so shocked after learning about Dapeng's sugar inventory, and how could Liu Guodong have so easily believed the inventory quantity that had been discounted by half?
However, when Wang Yong thought about the fact that it was Wang Chengpeng who said these words, he felt it was only natural. His master had always been such a prescient person.

Thinking back to how pleased he had been with himself when he finally secured a small procurement contract, Wang Yong felt somewhat disheartened; the difference between then and now was simply too great.

With the intention of seeking advice, Wang Yong finally asked the question that had been bothering him, saying:

"Master, how are you so amazing? How can I possibly learn even a fraction of your skills?"

Let alone three points, Wang Yong felt that he would be satisfied if he had even half of Wang Chengpeng's ability.

Picking up a book on economics that he was reading, Wang Chengpeng smiled and said:
"What else could it be? Of course, it's because I read a lot of books."

“Cousin, now that Dapeng Sugar Factory is on the right track and has money, it’s time to expand the relevant departments.”

"Leave professional matters to professionals. As the factory manager, you only need to oversee and guide the development direction of Dapeng Sugar Factory. There is absolutely no need for you to do everything yourself."

"Especially the cafeteria, that's a department that absolutely needs to be established."

"This not only involves employee benefits, but also involves a profound subject that you should study carefully."

Since most of the employees at Dapeng Sugar Factory are villagers from the village, dormitories are not as important as the canteen.

After all, people with families would definitely prefer to live in their own homes unless the whole family moves to the staff dormitory.

Most villagers have families, and it's difficult for them all to move into the factory dormitories.

Listening to Wang Chengpeng's advice, Wang Yong was somewhat surprised. He couldn't understand why Wang Chengpeng would emphasize the need to establish a canteen belonging to his own factory.

Putting aside other things, aren't departments like purchasing, warehousing, production, and sales more important than the cafeteria?

Seeing the doubt in Wang Yong's eyes, Wang Chengpeng hesitated, unsure whether he should poison the boy with the clear eyes in front of him.

After a moment's thought, he finally decided to clarify the key points.

He has said everything he needed to say; as for what to do next, that's up to Wang Yong.

After all, he would soon be able to leave Wangjia Village through the college entrance examination, and the future of Dapeng Sugar Factory would still depend on Wang Yong's decision.

With that in mind, Wang Chengpeng spoke directly, saying:

"Cousin, running a successful cafeteria is a skill in itself."

"Whether the food is good or not is not important, whether the food is cheap or not is not important, the key is that the person in charge of the canteen must know how to issue invoices." "Having run a sugar factory for so long, I believe you know that many things cannot be done so smoothly, and there will still be some ambiguities."

"And the cafeteria is a place that can turn the rotten into the magical, and can help you digest some things that are hard to digest."

“If the water is clear, there will be no fish.”

"Although this method may seem a bit unorthodox, it is the only way out of necessity."

"After all, not all expenses in a factory can be so formal; often, a little trickery is required."

Upon hearing Wang Chengpeng's words, Wang Yong's eyes widened in disbelief. He never expected that Wang Chengpeng would bring up such a thing directly.

But when he thought about the equipment fee settlement problem he had encountered before, he felt that what Wang Chengpeng said made a lot of sense.

Wang Fucheng had given him some pointers before, but he hadn't come up with a specific solution.

The solution to this problem was unexpectedly revealed by his master.

Thinking this, Wang Yong laughed and said, "Opening a cafeteria is a good idea. We absolutely have to open one."

"This is a benefit for our factory's employees. Other factories have it too, and our factory can't fall behind."

"In order for employees to work in the factory with peace of mind, the canteen's benefits must be good."

"Not only must the ingredients be good and the meals be good, but the prices must also be very cheap."

"However, it will take some time to plan how to do this, and it may not be resolved in a short period of time."

"Even if you want to build a time capsule, that takes time."

"But it's alright, as long as we act quickly, this matter will be resolved soon."

Looking at the calm and composed Wang Chengpeng, Wang Yong's eyes were full of admiration. He thought to himself that he still had to be his master. He always said amazing things and could help him solve big problems.

Sometimes he really wanted to ask Wang Chengpeng if there was anything he couldn't do.

After a few more brief pleasantries, Wang Yong seemed to suddenly remember something and said meaningfully:
"Master, have you heard about Luo Wenbin's matter?"

Luo Wenbin? Wang Chengpeng naturally recognized him.

Although the other party had only himself to blame, if Wang Chengpeng hadn't intervened and asked Song Sixi to keep an eye on Luo Wenbin, he might not have been caught.

After all, there is no surveillance system nowadays, and the fire was enough to destroy most of the evidence, making it very difficult to find the culprit.

However, Cheng Peng didn't bother paying attention to such a clown at all, and naturally had never heard of him before. He immediately asked out of curiosity:
"Luo Wenbin? He's gotten into trouble again?"

“We gave him a chance before, but he immediately committed arson again. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that this kind of person should be shot.”

Scratching his head, Wang Yong was also unsure of Wang Chengpeng's meaning, so he immediately told him what he had learned from his elder brother, Wang Zhong:
“I also think he deserves to be shot, but just arson doesn’t seem to warrant that.”

"It's really despicable. He burned Xia Zhiqing's house down completely, but then he insisted that he had no money and refused to pay even a single yuan in compensation. It's utterly despicable."

"In addition to the previous gang robbery, his situation was quite serious, but it still didn't meet the standard for execution."

"My brother said that at most, he'll be locked up for a dozen or so years."

Normally, Wang Chengpeng wouldn't bother with such trivial matters, but he was a little angry when he heard that the other party showed no remorse whatsoever.

Although he didn't know exactly how much stuff Xia Mingyue had in her room, judging from the fact that she could even hide a gun, she must have a lot of things.

In this situation, Xia Mingyue suffered heavy losses, but Luo Wenbin showed no intention of compensating her, which was utterly heinous.

Thinking this, Wang Chengpeng took a sip of tea and said meaningfully:
“Group robbery, arson, and lack of ambition certainly don’t meet the criteria for execution, but what if we add attempted murder to the list?”

“That’s not an empty house, but a house that’s inhabited, and it’s the house of someone he has a grudge against today.”

"No one would believe that he didn't intend to kill when he set the fire."

"It's just that Xia Zhiqing was lucky to escape in advance; otherwise, in this weather, if the fire had really started, people might have died."

"Not only that, the rooms in the educated youth settlement were all connected together."

"Although there were some intervals, when the fire really grew out of control, a gust of wind was enough to burn the educated youth settlement to the ground."

"He didn't cause much of a problem only because everyone put out the fire in time, but everyone's efforts are not an excuse for him to be acquitted."

Nodding thoughtfully, everyone focused on the visible crimes committed by Luo Wenbin, unaware that other crimes were hidden among them.

This fire was not only extremely heinous, but it also threatened the lives of all the educated youth in the entire settlement.

From Xia Mingyue's perspective alone, an attempted murder is something she can't escape no matter what.

It was late at night, and once the fire was lit, with the help of the autumn wind, and since most of the houses were made of wood, it was not certain that a person would be able to escape.

Even if she manages to escape, Xia Mingyue is highly likely to be burned by the fire. Putting aside everything else, disfigurement is a very likely outcome.

Ultimately, it was Wang Chengpeng's efforts that made a difference, extinguishing a fire that could have caused a major disaster.

But this is absolutely not a reason for Luo Wenbin to be exonerated!
Thinking this, Wang Yong immediately stood up excitedly and said:

“Master, you’re right. People who commit heinous crimes should be punished.”

“My brother hasn’t slept well for days because of this. I’ll go back and tell him your thoughts, and that will also bring the bad guys to justice.”

"Master, I'll be going now. I'll come visit you again when I have time."

With that, Wang Yong ran out without looking back, prompting Wang Chengpeng to think to himself, "He really is a young man, but he's so impatient."

However, the news of Dapeng sugar's warehouse overflow that Wang Yong mentioned gave him another idea.
This white sugar is a great thing, with applications in many fields. If production really increases, it might even become a stepping stone for its expansion into other areas.

(End of this chapter)