I was reborn without dreams

Chapter 44 Winter Melon Candy, Gummy Candy

Tuk Tuk.

Uncle Zhang knocked on the door, opened it slightly, and peeked out. "What's going on? Oh, Secretary Wang is here too."

When Secretary Wang in the office saw Zhang Zhengdong arrive, she was overjoyed, almost bursting into tears. She stood up, took three steps, and stretched out her hands from a distance to tightly grasp Zhang Zhengdong's hands. "Section Chief Zhang, you've come!"

Actually, what Secretary Wang wanted to say was, "Why did you take so long to arrive?"

What time is it?

As soon as he entered, Uncle Zhang saw Guan Changsheng huddled in a corner of the sofa like a quail, sitting on the very edge, as if he were reporting to a very important leader.

Zhang Da'an, with his feet propped up on the desk, said, "Pineapple Boy, take Secretary Wang to the restaurant. It's getting late, let's eat first. I want to chat with my uncle for a while."

"Big cousin, I want to make a phone call home in a little while."

"Why do you have to tell me something like this?"

"We just got a phone line installed at home, thanks a lot, cousin."

"Alright, let's go eat."

As he waved, Secretary Wang stood up and came over to Zhang Da'an, saying, "Well... Mr. Zhang, I won't bother you any longer."

"Okay, Secretary Wang, the food in the cafeteria is pretty good today. Eat whatever you like."

"Okay, okay, Mr. Zhang, then I won't stand on ceremony. I'll take my leave now."

He nodded to Zhang Zhengdong and said, "Section Chief Zhang, you two continue your conversation. I'll take my leave now..."

After leaving, Secretary Wang finally breathed a sigh of relief. With Zhang Zhengdong here, the matter was considered resolved.

Thinking about it carefully, it's fortunate that Zhang Zhengdong became the head of the private education department. If it were someone else, they would have had to pay a hefty price, or at least Zhang Da'an would have gotten a book number for free.

"What exactly does he do?"

"Uncle, please have a seat."

Zhang Da'an put his feet down, stood up, poured Zhang Zhengdong a cup of tea, and handed it to him, saying, "It's a subsidiary of the Provincial Pharmaceutical Company, specializing in health products. There used to be a brand called 'Xianlin Bird's Nest,' right? That's theirs."

"What does that mean?"

“He was being unreasonable, demanding that I donate money to charity. I had already asked Liang Chunbo to drag him away, but then he said he would agree to any conditions and do whatever I was asked. That piqued my interest.”

"What are we supposed to do?"

"Selling health supplements."

"Huh? No... you're not selling health supplements? You're not running a cram school anymore?"

"Nonsense, it's precisely because I plan to continue doing this in the future that I intend to sell some related merchandise. It was this shameless guy who reminded me; he wants me to endorse his company's products—he's got no guts! Can't I endorse my own products?"

"Then you... sell bird's nest? That's not appropriate, is it?"

"What a load of rubbish about selling bird's nest! The entire company is brainless, and the workers are brainless too. All they do is cause trouble at their own factory gate every day. What good is that? Two hundred or so people, all their families, should go and sit in the government building in the eastern part of the city. Wouldn't that be more effective than barking like dogs at their own workplace?"

"..."

"..."

Let alone Guan Changsheng, an outsider, even Uncle Zhang felt that his nephew was indeed inhuman.

However, my nephew got a perfect score in politics on his high school entrance exam, which shows that he really learned something.

What a genius.

Guan Changsheng didn't dare utter a single word. He was truly prepared to serve whoever bought "Chengdong Xianlin Health Care" like a slave, as long as it allowed about two hundred people to continue living and moving forward.

In fact, the situation in Jiangkou Province is not like that in Northeast China. After all, the private sector is also well-developed and can bear social risks. In addition, the rural economy and township economy in Jiangkou Province are also decent. As a last line of insurance, the rural areas of Jiangkou Province are of equal importance to the rural areas of the North China Plain.

The rural areas of Jiangkou Province are slightly luckier, with fewer businesses being cut. "Uncle, I plan to take over 'Chengdong Xianlin Health Care,' but I don't need the brand name anymore; it's useless. However, I still want the land and factory buildings."

"Where are the people? There are about two hundred people. There must be some explanation, right? This is no small unit. It would be a medium to large-scale enterprise anywhere."

"The bank owes us about three million yuan in principal and interest, but we've only repaid a little over two million yuan of the principal; the unpaid wages to employees are also about three million yuan, so it's about five million yuan in total. The land is fifteen mu in total, which is not bad, at 40,000 yuan per mu, so we can get it for 600,000 yuan. If we add up all the other miscellaneous items, the total comes to six million yuan. If I invest ten million yuan, it should be manageable."

"Isn't this too risky? You're spending money too fast these days, and the cash in your account is running out every few days. It's quite scary."

"As for money, you can earn as much as you spend. I'm definitely going to do this business. If the Education Bureau wants to participate, they can participate; if they don't want to, they can help promote it."

Uncle Zhang knew his nephew must already have an idea, so he readily nodded and said, "I definitely support you, but what are you planning to sell?"

"Selling gummy candies."

"Huh? Soft candy? What kind? Like winter melon candy?"

"Something like a gummy candy?"

"Will it sell?"

"If you're willing to do advertising, what's there to be afraid of?"

The uncle and nephew chatted happily, completely ignoring Guan Changsheng's presence. Of course, Guan Changsheng wasn't stupid either; he didn't want to upset Zhang Da'an. Anyway, whether he was lucky or unlucky, as long as he could solve the problem of feeding about two hundred people, he would be Zhang Da'an's dog from now on.

It might sound harsh, but that's what Guan Changsheng really thought.

To this day, he himself doesn't know why he persisted; this issue of responsibility has little to do with him.

He initially just coasted along in the quality inspection department, but when new people started coasting along, he was kicked out to work in sales.

After years of hard work and struggle, the factory finally went out of business.

This company is utter garbage.

Zhang Da'an didn't treat him like trash and kick him out; instead, he found him a place to live on Zhuangyuan Road.

The next day, the entire Education Bureau knew that Zhang Da'an was going to sell winter melon gummy candies.

Anyway, Uncle Zhang told the truth when he got to work.

Qiu Jianmin felt that this world was fucking insane...

"No... The school is running perfectly well, and business is so good, why don't you sell textbooks all over the place? It's not like you can't do this business. Why do you suddenly want to start selling winter melon gummy candies?"

"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask? He's my nephew, not my son."

"I'm telling you, you couldn't have a son like that either."

The irritated "old company commander" flicked his cigarette ash irritably, then stubbed it out in the ashtray and said, "Here's what we'll do, you come with me to the city."

"Screw him, he's made up his mind, and no one can change it."

"What do you know! Just go when we tell you to, otherwise who's going to negotiate the loan when the bank people come? Am I the boss of an education investment company or are you?"

"Huh? You support it?"

"Why wouldn't I support him? My retirement benefits depend on him, this 'God of Literature,' not on you!"

Qiu Jianmin glared at Section Chief Zhang and then said, "Take your car."

"Absolutely, my car has a 1.8-liter engine..."

"Get out of here! Get out of here faster!"

Upon hearing this, the "old company commander" felt extremely uncomfortable.

Irritability!

(End of this chapter)