Mysterious, but Naruto

"So, this factory only owes money to the bank so far, and has no other sponsorships?"

After listening to the other party's introduction, Louis understood the current situation of the factory.

"Yes, Mr. Helmet."

Austin White's tone was filled with excitement, clearly indicating that after their previous conversation, he had realized what Louis wanted to do.

Louis then walked to the window of his second-floor office and called out to the carriage below, "Wesley, bring up that file bag from my carriage."

"Yes, sir, it's coming right away."

A moment later, footsteps came from downstairs: "Sir, here are your things."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. You don't need to go out. Just sit downstairs for a while."

Turning his head, Louis placed the file bag in his hand in front of Austin White.

"Mr. White, I've looked at the factory's information. Their philosophy is to improve the comfort of traditional carriages, and they've even improved their shock absorption technology for this purpose."

In that case, let's take another look at the contents of the document.

The documents Louis handed over to the other party were the patents he had previously written.

After the previous conversation, Louis learned more about the factory, the first thing being that the factory had persisted for a full eight months.

Austin White took out three loans from different banks during this period, but he could no longer sustain the business and had no choice but to sell the factory.

But now that Louis has appeared, he has seen hope again.

When Austin White was looking at the first document, he was puzzled as to what it was, but he never expected that they were all patents related to carriages.

He flipped through the pages faster and faster, his movements becoming increasingly excited.

"Mr. Helmet, with these patents, the carriages we make will surely become epoch-making products!"

Combined with our improved shock absorption technology, I imagine even royalty and nobility will come back to us to order custom carriages!

Louis smiled and gestured for the other person not to get excited: "You now owe the bank a total of two thousand seven hundred and eighty gold pounds, is that right?"

Very well, I'm prepared to purchase 95 percent of the carriage factory from you in exchange for repaying this debt and investing an additional 500 pounds, thus becoming a director of the carriage factory.

"What do you think about granting the carriage factory an exclusive license to the patents you hold, with you serving as the factory manager to continue overseeing production?"

Seeing that the person in front of him was still hesitating, Louis spoke again: "Oh right, I forgot to mention your salary. My initial plan is that your weekly salary will be £4, which is more than £200 a year, plus the dividends from the 5% share."

Subsequently, based on the factory size and the number of workers you need to manage, your salary will be further adjusted according to your level...

Austin White abruptly stood up from the opposite sofa, bowing slightly to prepare to shake hands with Louis.

Louis also stood up from the sofa and shook hands with the other party.

"Mr. Helmet, oh no, Director Helmet, please rest assured, I will not let you down. I will definitely be able to make the best carriage, so that even the king will ride in our carriage."

Louis smiled and nodded: "That's right, that's the kind of confidence we need. But judging from the previous information, Mr. White, you don't seem to be particularly good at publicity and sales."

In that case, you don't need to worry about this part anymore. You just need to focus on managing the factory's daily operations, personnel management, system implementation, product updates, and patent iteration.

As for advertising, sales, and other issues, I will probably hire a few more department heads to take charge of specific tasks.

Oh, by the way, where's your original accountant?

Upon hearing that he wouldn't have to manage external sales, Austin White breathed a sigh of relief. Compared to making carriages and researching how to improve them, he was indeed somewhat lacking in business acumen.

To be honest, Austin White should have been an engineer rather than a boss.

But in the heat of the moment, after a few drinks and with the encouragement of those around him, he embarked on this path without much thought.

"My original accountant ran away after she found out I had no money. Actually, I wasn't supposed to give up so quickly."

"Because the accountant withdrew some money from the factory's accounts before leaving, I tried to temporarily take over as accountant, but things got increasingly chaotic, and in the end, the business couldn't continue operating at all."

Louis raised an eyebrow: "So the accountant withdrew funds from the account without your signature?"

Austin White visibly hesitated: "Well, I really don't know anything about this. After going to the bank with the accountant a few times, I found it too troublesome, so I handed it all over to them..."

Louis didn't know what to say: "Okay, I understand. By the way, the accountant ran away, but are all the documents still there?"

"Yes, all the documents are here!"

"Alright, I'll go back and prepare. I'll find a lawyer to draft a suitable contract and hire a suitable accountant to take over these matters."

Louis stood up from the sofa and said, "Let's go, let's go and explain to the workers downstairs and put their minds at ease."

This time, when they went downstairs, Austin White took the initiative to lead the way and pushed open the door on the first floor, facing the group of workers outside.

Seeing the workers about to riot again, Louis cleared his throat.

"Ahem, everyone, there's no need to worry. I've just spoken with Mr. White, and we think this factory has a bright future, so we're prepared to invest in buying it."

So, everyone doesn't need to stay here any longer. Go back and do what you were doing. Everything will be the same when you get paid tomorrow night.

Oh, and also, the delays in the project caused by the factory issues these past few days are not your responsibility. Everyone will receive their full salary on Friday.

I don't know if the factory only has your group or if there are other people who haven't arrived yet. If there are, you can inform them when you get back.

Starting tomorrow, we will continue to work as before and as before. As for Mr. Austin White, he will continue to manage you as the factory manager.

"That's it, everyone, let's all go home now!"

The workers surrounding them were initially confused, but it took them a while to realize what Louis meant.

"Thank you, sir. We'll get back to work and do our best!"

"Yes, sir, we just want to collect our wages, we have no other intentions."

……

Despite the surrounding noise, Louis maintained a smile: "It's alright, I understand everyone's thoughts. As I said, the previous losses were due to problems at the factory."

Therefore, everyone's salary will be paid as usual, so there's no need to worry about that.

As Louis spoke, he walked toward the direction of the carriage, with Reed and Wesley clearing the way for him.

However, since the workers had already received the promises they wanted, no one would stop them.

Louis patted the file he had just taken from his office: "Wesley, next we're going to the law firm, the biggest one in Backlund!"

"Yes, sir."

It's important to understand that here, almost no important transactions occur, and businesspeople can more or less do not need the advice of a lawyer.

As a result, law firms have sprung up like mushrooms after rain, practically everywhere.

Because Louis chose Backlund's largest law firm, he was constantly visited by people every day.

Businesses like Louis's are not handled by the firm's chief or partner; they are handled by ordinary staff members.

If Louis's contract hadn't involved such a large sum of money and so many other complicated matters, the firm might have only been able to assign him an intern lawyer.

However, none of that matters. As long as he can get his business done quickly, he'll accept whoever handles Louis's affairs.

After agreeing with the lawyer to meet at the factory at noon the next day, Louis's next step was to head straight to the accounting firm.

Faced with the issue of taking over the company's business, Louis did not have time to hire a qualified new accountant. Therefore, he planned to hire an experienced accountant from an accounting firm, just as he had previously done with a law firm, to sort out the business in the short term.

The group then went to the Tasok Times, where Reed handed a business card to the receptionist: "Hello, we'd like to see Mr. Matthias Bauer."

This business card was the one Louis had obtained at the shooting club; he planned to place his job advertisement in the Morning Times.

After all, Louis had a very comprehensive plan for the company; he didn't even intend to build his company structure according to the current era.

He planned to refer to the model of the company he had worked for before he traveled back in time. Although he felt that the company was very busy when he was there, it was still quite advanced compared to the rough and ready management model he had now.

"Hahaha, it's Mr. Helmet! Come, come, please come to my office. I just recently acquired a batch of fine tea..."

Matthias Bauer was soon summoned and came downstairs, warmly inviting Louis into his office.

After a few brief pleasantries, the two got down to business, only mentioning the job posting in the newspaper briefly before moving on.

After all, this kind of thing doesn't require him, an editor, to get involved; he could just tell the front desk to register and pay normally.

What Louis really wanted to talk to him about was preparing to have the newspaper do an exclusive interview about his carriage in the next few days, and that he would then rent a space in the newspaper to play games for a long time.

This is the real matter that requires the editor to discuss in detail, and it is not only beneficial to Louis, but also an achievement for Matthias Bauer.

Louis added some of his own thoughts: "No, no, no, Mr. Bauer, you are wrong about one thing. I don't just want one issue, but rather an issue that will be published from time to time as long as my factory is still in operation."

It could be a week, it could be a month, the timeframe is uncertain, but it should basically be after the carriage factory officially starts operating, perhaps when there are a large number of orders, or perhaps when a nobleman orders a carriage from us.

Matthias Bauer looked at Louis as if he were a walking gold coin; if it weren't for his ears covering his face, he would probably be grinning from ear to ear.

"Haha, no problem, no problem, Mr. Helmet, I will definitely get your factory on the front page."

Louis responded with a nod: "Alright then, you can arrange for someone to prepare a long-term contract, and at the same time arrange for a reporter to go to the carriage factory tomorrow to get a license and write an article."

After I sign the contract with the lawyer tomorrow and completely buy the factory, I will sign the contract with you regarding the GG position, as we just discussed.

A front-page spread costs 45 gold pounds, plus a monthly fee of 16 soula for a single spot. Furthermore, the price for each special report is calculated separately based on the number of pages…

After paying a recruitment fee of 8 sous, Louis left the newspaper office and returned home by car.

The reason why this job posting has such a high fee is mainly because Louis is looking to hire a lot of people, such as operations, sales, purchasing managers, company secretaries, accountants, bookkeepers, scribes, legal clerks, brokerage clerks, commercial salesmen, warehouse managers, and so on.

Apart from the manager, Louis only wanted to keep the basic workers, foremen, engineers, and technicians in the factory, and planned to replace everyone else with new people.

Upon returning home, Louis hurriedly went into his study and began to recall the structure and rules of the company he had worked for before his time travel.

"Well, all managers and employees should be classified according to their job level, let's use IPZX, but for the time being, the company will only use the I and P levels."

All entry-level employees, excluding interns, are classified as I1. Then comes experienced senior employees, team leaders, foremen, and so on, with the highest level being I20. Engineers, on the other hand, are assigned I6 upon joining the company.

As for management positions outside the front line, they are all graded P, with the highest level being P10…

Louis sketched and drew on paper, combining his own company's rules and regulations to create this entirely new set of rules.

If I were to promote this system in my original company, I'd probably be bombarded with criticism.

Especially those requirements for employees; if they were thrown into the real world, the boss and his entire family would be cursed out.

But if he were in Backlund today, he would definitely be called a great philanthropist.

The most crucial point is that Louis stipulated in the system that all workers could work in the factory for twenty years.

For the rest of their lives, they can receive a quarter of their final salary, which serves as a retirement fund for these individuals.

Louis had also studied this point; most of those workers did not live long, and those who lived to the age of twenty were considered to be in good health.

As for working for 20 years, although the number of people who can do it is not large, it is at least something to look forward to.