C278 Not Everyone Can be the Boss

Seeing that Huang Weidong finally revealed his true purpose of inviting him to the Yellow River Pearl Club for tea, Fan Xuehua could not help but laugh coldly in his heart, thinking that this old fox, going around in circles, still showed his tail.

At this time, he suddenly remembered what Ning Peng had said that day. "Lil Fan, the Huang father and son have a lot of crafty ideas. It can be said that it's impossible to guard against them. When you deal with them in the future, you must be more careful in order to avoid being fooled and suffering losses.

Huang Family's father and son originally wanted to use a few surveillance cameras to make a big fuss, forcing me to submit. However, in the end, they lifted a stone and smashed their own feet, making things difficult for themselves. Now, this Huang Weidong thought of this method that seemed fair and aboveboard, but had hidden a selfish plot.

Fan Xuehua secretly sighed heavily and thought, This Huang Weidong is also a famous big shot in the Daan business world, a famous figure in the pugilistic world. How could he come up with such a rotten idea? Perhaps, this was the characteristic of their generation's grassroots boss, a small fortune is a peace.

When Fan Xuehua was in high school, he had heard of the great name of the Huang father and son. At that time, there were rumors of their father and son in society, especially many of Huang Cheng Zong's strange stories. Many classmates, especially those from the countryside, were very interested and thought that they were elites in this society.

He remembered that a classmate from the countryside called Pan Lijia had once said something like this in an extremely envious tone. "If one day, I can be as rich and powerful as the Huang father and son, I wouldn't have come to this world in vain. "

Seven or eight years had passed. The group of high school students from back then had all graduated from university. Fan Xuehua had also become the boss. Looking at the current Huang Weidong, he could not help but feel a trace of disdain in his heart.

This old man with white hair and a slightly aged expression was actually the richest man on both sides of the Yellow River, Huang Weidong. If not for the fact that he was sitting in the living room of the Yellow River Pearl Club today, Fan Xuehua would have found it hard to believe.

When he was in high school, not to mention being able to sit on equal footing with Huang Weidong and chat while drinking tea, even if he wanted to see him, to students like Fan Xuehua, it was probably a dream that could not be achieved.

"Boss Huang, as an old friend of my dad, you know very well that Huacheng Group was founded by my dad with great effort. " Fan Xuehua did not want to expose Huang Weidong's plot in front of him, so he pretended not to understand and asked back, "How do you want me to support President Zhou?"

Seeing the other party speak like that, Huang Weidong was secretly delighted in his heart, thinking that perhaps he had a knack for it. But then he thought about it again. This kid with the surname Fan, was he pretending to be drunk and trying to get my real intention?

Thus, he laughed and said loudly, "Hucheng Group was indeed founded by your father. But now, your father is sick. We, especially you, can't just watch the company close down, right?

"It's such a big listed company, and there are so many employees waiting to eat with their mouths open. Even an outsider like me is anxious, not to mention you. " After a moment, he asked back, "Lil Fan, tell me, am I right?"

Fan Xuehua had to admit that it was the truth. Huacheng Group was now a listed company and had several controlling subsidiaries under it. However, the daily expenses were as high as hundreds of thousands, let alone other expenses.

As the saying goes, if you don't manage, you don't know how expensive diesel oil and salt are. In the past, when he was in university, his parents would allocate tuition and living expenses to his bank card on time every month. He only cared about spending as he pleased and didn't even consider how the money came about.

Now, he had founded Vanguard, and the salary of the rent, water, and electricity workers, as well as the miscellaneous expenses, would be a lot on average in a month. This gave Zhang Ling a headache. At the same time, it also made Fan Xuehua deeply understand the importance of money in real life society.

When the company had just opened, they had hired Wang Shaoya and Geng Zhengping's two employees. For the issue of the salary, Zhang Ling and Fan Xuehua had even privately created a big and big conflict.

"Think about it. After so many years, isn't it hard for your father to be the CEO of the company? There were a few times when I took out the funds of the club and the circulating funds of Hanhong electronics to help your dad survive the crisis because of my old friend. "

Seeing Fan Xuehua's slight frown, Huang Weidong let out a long sigh. He struck while the iron was hot and said, "Now, many people, especially those young people who just graduated from university, think that being the boss is very glorious. But how would they know the boss's difficulties?"

"Every day, I wake up three times to sleep in the middle of the night, but I just can't sleep well. According to society, sleeping late was better than sleeping a donkey, and getting up earlier than a chicken. Even if it's eating, it's still hot and cold. Sigh, in short, it's too hard, too hard "

When he spoke up to here, Huang Weidong was infected by his own words, and he couldn't help but sigh repeatedly. In the mid 1980s, relying on Fang Gang's blood energy, he didn't even blink and contracted the county department store that had suffered heavy losses. In one night, a very ordinary buyer became the "boss" in everyone's eyes.

Unknowingly, the first month passed very quickly. That morning, when he just got to work, Old Zhao, a person who had been an accountant for seven or eight years in the department store, walked into his office and said, Boss Huang, today is payday. Everyone is waiting in the accounting room to receive their salaries.

Just this sentence immediately knocked Huang Weidong out. He opened his mouth wide and did not know how to answer. In the past, whenever he was paid, he would be the first to come to the accounting room to receive his salaries. After a month of hard work, To put it bluntly, wasn't it just for a few bucks?

But now, he had changed from a paid man to a paid man. For a moment, Huang Weidong couldn't get used to it. After a long time, he said awkwardly, "Let's wait for a while. The salary will be paid this afternoon. "

After that, he went around begging his grandfather to sue his grandmother. He even took out a portion of the payment to collect the total salary. He distributed the salary of the employees on time. At that time, the salaries were not high. All the employees in the entire mall only had about twenty thousand yuan.

However, this was also the first time. It made him deeply experience the feeling of being a boss. It was very uncomfortable, especially when he did not have money on the day he was paid. He also deeply realized that not everyone could be a boss.

It was because of this unforgettable experience that Huang Weidong deeply realized that earning money was the first thing to do if he wanted to set up a company well. If one wanted to be a boss, one first had to have the ability to earn money and pay employees.

In today's society, if a person did not have the ability to earn big money, then there was nothing to think about, much less be a general manager or chairman. To think about the addiction of a chairman, he could only stay at home and lie on the bed and be the chairman himself.

At the same time, it was also because he deeply realized this that Huang Weidong decided to use the life and death of Hucheng Group to warn Fan Xuehua, who did not know the depth of the situation, so that he could give up on his little student doll as soon as possible. It was a very romantic and childish fantasy.

"Lil Fan, you just set up the company. You can be considered a boss. " Huang Weidong took another sip of tea and asked in a very heavy tone, "Do you feel like you lack money?"

This question immediately knocked Fan Xuehua out. For a moment, he did not understand the true meaning of Huang Weidong's question. He just stared at the other party with his mouth wide open. For a long time, he did not say a single word.

Why not? Back then, when he was the one who founded Vanguard, he had just graduated from university and did not have a single cent on him. He could only thicken his skin and borrow 300,000 yuan from his father and pay the same interest as the bank.

To be honest, If it was not for Wang Shao Lan's timely help and timely delivery of a large amount of business, he would have made a lot of money. Would Vanguard still be able to maintain its operations? It was still hard to say.

Of course, now, the company had become a dark horse in the Daan computer industry. Although its reputation had been affected in this dispute with Huang Cheng Zong, its workload had not dropped by much. Many of the clients recognized Pioneer Company.

At the same time, Hu Yang Foundation had invested a large sum of money. Fan Xuehua was not short of money. A month ago, he had generously lent 60 million to his father. Of course, Fan Wenbin had to pay the interest of the bank for the same period.

The reason why he was so generous. In the end, there was only one sentence, and that was, there was enough money in his pocket. If he didn't have money, even if Fan Xuehua was beaten to death, he wouldn't dare to do so.

When they were chatting, Li Fan told him that the Hu Yang Foundation's Chief, Yang Chongguang, had once privately said that as long as Fan Xuehua wanted money, he would give him as much as he wanted. It was just like how Soft Feather's Sun Zhengyi had vigorously supported Alibaba's Ma Yun in the past, and had also supported Pioneer Company to the greatest extent.

After hearing these words, Fan Xuehua had felt a strong passion surging in his chest. It was like the clouds and thunder in the skies of spring, rolling and rolling, emitting a heaven-shaking and earth-shattering sound. This had stirred up the heroic spirit deep within his heart that he wanted to go all out.

It was also at that time that he secretly made up his mind to defeat Zhou Boyi at all costs, and seize the opportunity when his father was in the hospital to firmly control Hucheng Group in his hands.

Today, in the Yellow River Pearl Club, Fan Xuehua saw Huang Weidong talking about money. After a short period of thinking, Fan Xuehua understood that the other party was trying to shake the mountain and shake the tiger. He wanted to use Hucheng Group to force him to withdraw from the competition because of a lack of funds.

What a good Huang Weidong. As expected of his nickname, Huang Shiren. He was both sinister and vicious. He actually thought of such a sinister method. However, even if you say a thousand things and ten thousand things, I won't be moved. I have my own old idea.

Thinking up to here, Fan Xuehua forcefully suppressed the surging anger in his heart and coldly counterattacked: "As long as you are the boss, there is no one who doesn't lack money. Vanguard is no exception. Boss Huang, Do you want to borrow a sum of money from me?"

Seeing Fan Xuehua asking him this, Huang Weidong was slightly startled. He hurriedly took the opportunity to drink tea to hide his embarrassment. Then, he put down the teacup and said with a double smile: " Lil Fan, you're very smart. "

"It's not that I'm very smart, but Boss Huang, you're very concerned about me and want to lend me money. " Fan Xuehua also smiled and continued to follow his own train of thought. " With your Boss Huang's help, I don't have to worry about money. "

After that, Huang Weidong regretted saying those words to himself for a while. He thought that he was indeed old and his reaction was that of an old man. How could he say such stupid words when he was not as good as a young man? It was humiliating for Fan Xuehua to not let go of him.

However, at this moment, he smiled and said, "Lil Fan, I just asked a random question. Why did you take it seriously?" Then, he said something that freed himself, "I also have a lot of money. "

When he said this, he thought that even if he had money, he could not lend it to a wolf like you. If I lend it to you, then Zhou Boyi will eat me alive.

Of course, this is also a big truth. Ever since he won that piece of land in Xiwan at a high price at the beginning of the year, Hanhong electronics has been in a very tight financial situation. Borrowing from the east and west, destroying the east wall to mend the west wall, making the Huang father and son miserable for a long time.

It was also because of the lack of funds that Huang Weidong came up with this scheme. That was to make full use of Zhou Boyi's mentality of wanting to be the Hua Cheng Group's president and reach a secret agreement with him. That was why he borrowed a large sum of money from He Feng Bank.

Of course, this move, although it solved the urgent need for funds for Han Hong electronics, at the same time, it also trapped him in it. He had to rack his brain to think of a way to fulfill his promise as soon as possible.

"I thought Boss Huang really wanted to lend me money. " Fan Xuehua glanced at Huang Weidong and said in a cold tone, "I didn't expect that in the end, it would be a dog biting a pig and peeing for nothing. "

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but roar with laughter, and it caused Huang Weidong to be unable to refrain from laughing loudly. For a moment, the heavy laughter of the two men that carried a completely different meaning filled the entire living room.

Thus, in this very hearty laughter, this conversation that had no actual results and meaning ended very naturally. At this time, neither of them had thought of this result, but they both needed it.

Huang Weidong and Fan Xuehua felt relaxed the moment they shook hands and bid farewell. At the same time, they could clearly feel each other's strength. It seemed that the real contest had just begun.

After that, Huang Weidong narrated to ZhenYangzi Zi what had happened. Finally, he commented emotionally to Fan Xuehua, this young man, "This child is not a good person. A few years later, Huang Chengzong might not be a match for him. "

Then, he let out a heavy sigh and said somewhat helplessly, "Elder Taoist, tell me. Am I really old?"

"Not only you, but I am also old. " Shaking Yangzi smiled gently and told the truth," Time doesn't forgive people. Do you think that you can't accept the fact that you're getting old? "

Then, the two of them looked at each other and laughed at the same time. Their laughter was filled with helplessness, vicissitude, and heaviness.