Chapter 368
Chapter 368
Ding Yi is the factory director recommended by Shi Rongjin.
He is in his 40s and looks a little vicissitudes of life.
The next day, after Ding Yi started working, he recruited workers everywhere. It would be best if there were people who could use industrial sewing machines. If there were none, it didn't matter, because their garment factory could teach them.
Nowadays, many families have several children, and if they want to work in the factory, they can only take over their parents' jobs.
But if they don't go to college, their children will graduate from junior high school or high school, and most workers are not yet of retirement age.
So it is difficult for many people to find a job.
It's okay for men, they can do some physical work, but it's more disadvantageous for women.
The opening of Meng Haisheng's garment factory just solved this problem, and all the workers were found in just half a day.
As for fabrics, they are all provided by fixed textile factories, so Meng Haisheng doesn't have to worry about it.
The Nishang Garment Factory opened quietly, while Shi Ronglan and Shi Bosen were still constantly contacting foreign countries, hoping to import 4000 or 3200 rpm sewing machines.
"Dad, have you heard that Meng Haisheng somehow managed to get a batch of high-speed sewing machines to Beijing, and his garment factory has already opened."
After receiving the news, Shi Bosen thought he had misheard, and hurried back to tell Shi Ronglan.
"Impossible, how could he bring high-speed sewing machines back from abroad."
Shi Ronglan stood up from the sofa in disbelief.
In the past six months, Shi Ronglan and Shi Bosen have been in contact with foreign suppliers, wanting to import high-speed sewing machines.
As a result, they spent thousands of dollars on overseas calls, and even spent a lot of money to entertain foreign suppliers, but they just refused to give in.
Forget about high-speed sewing machines. Even if they eliminated the 3200-rpm ones, he wanted 100, but they wouldn't give them to him.
And the prices were so expensive, there was no room for negotiation.
If he couldn't handle it, how could a young boy like Meng Haisheng handle it?
"Their clothing factory has already opened, and they have also received orders for work clothes from the steel mill."
When Shi Bosen heard about this, he was so jealous.
That's the steel mill. They consume a lot of work clothes. If we can cooperate with them for a long time, we will make a lot of money.
Shi Ronglan was a little confused. Not everyone can get work clothes from the steel mill.
The first person he thought of was Shi Rongjin.
"The sewing machine your fourth uncle wants to buy is for Meng Haisheng, not for his own clothing factory?"
"It's very likely."
The father and son looked at each other, and they wanted to kill Meng Haisheng.
The two of them have been busy for so long, and their feelings are self-indulgent.
If they really make it through and give the sewing machine to Meng Haisheng in the end, it will be disgusting.
"I'll call your fourth uncle. He can't be too biased."
"A sewing machine costs more than 1,000 yuan. Meng Haisheng can't buy ten or eight machines to open a garment factory."
Shi Ronglan became more and more angry. He simply didn't call Shi Rongjin and went directly to the old man Shi.
He wanted to get to the bottom of this matter.
Meng Haisheng is the grandson of the Shi family. Can the Shi family help him without limits?
At that time, Bosen was also the grandson of the Shi family. Why did they arrange a small position for him in the company?
The father and son rushed to the old man Shi's house and saw Meng Haisheng in the living room, talking and laughing with the old man Shi.
"Grandpa, then it's settled. We will drive back to Xiashan Village the day after tomorrow."
"Okay, I'll pick you up in the morning."
The old man Shi brought a lot of gifts to the Meng family. It would be inconvenient to take the train.
They can drive slower and don't have to rush on the road. They can even play while walking.
"Haisheng is really successful now. He opened a chain store selling melon seeds and now a clothing factory."
Shi Ronglan strode into the living room with a sour look.
In his opinion, whether Meng Haisheng bought land to build a factory or later bought a lot of real estate in Beijing, it must be Mr. Shi who paid the most.
He just recognized the Shi family and Mr. Shi almost gave him the family fortune. What about the future? Will Mr. Shi leave all the family property to him?
"Why do I feel a little sour when I hear what Third Uncle said."
Meng Haisheng looked at Shi Ronglan with a smile. He was not a soft persimmon. If Shi Ronglan wanted to give him a soft nail, he would fight back.
"I am a little jealous. You are really loved by your grandfather. You have only been in Beijing for a few days, and you have already plundered a lot of money from the Shi family."
"Rong Lan, what do you mean? Haisheng opened his own clothing factory, why did you involve the Shi family again?"
When Mr. Shi saw Shi Ronglan being weird here, his face turned ugly in an instant.
"Dad, don't tell me that our Shi family didn't contribute anything to Meng Haisheng's clothing factory.""You are too partial. A few years ago, I said that Bosen was old and could start his own business. I wanted you to separate our clothing factory and let Bosen run it alone."
"What did you say at that time? You said Bosen was too young and had little social experience. He might not be able to run a clothing factory."
"But now? Meng Haisheng wanted to open a clothing factory, and you helped him open it without saying a word."
"If you are not partial, then what is it?"
Shi Ronglan's voice was very loud, and Shi Rongfei and Mo Peijun who came down from upstairs also heard it clearly.
The mother and daughter exchanged glances, and their faces were also a little unhappy.
It takes a lot of money to open a clothing factory.
"Dad, is what Ronglan said just now true?"
Shi Rongfei looked at Grandpa Shi with doubts.
"You unfilial sons, I have raised you in vain. You only know money, money, money all day long."
"Besides money, what do you think of me as a father?"
Old Master Shi was so angry. When he was young, he was busy with work and lacked a lot in the education of his children.
Now his children have become like this, he feels very uncomfortable.
It is the fault of the father if the son is not well educated. He is such a failure as a father.
"Dad, I don't mean to blame you. My eldest brother just recognized the Shi family. It is right for you to help him, but you should tell us."
Shi Rongfei curled her lips. She had no income and now relied on the Shi family to live.
Old Master Shi was tight-fisted. He only gave her 200 yuan a month, which was not enough for her to spend.
He was so stingy with his daughter, but so generous to a grandson he had not seen for a few times. It would be strange if Shi Rongfei was not angry.
Meng Haisheng, who had been silent the whole time, looked at Shi Ronglan and Shi Rongfei singing the same tune here, and his heart was cold.
Look, this is the Shi family. For a little money, the two of them are here to argue with each other. If he works in the Shi family enterprise, they will be crazy.
"Second aunt, third uncle, if I say that the money for opening the garment factory is all my own, I don't know if you will believe it."
Meng Haisheng looked at the two chattering people with a smile.
In front of money, people's nature is most easily exposed.
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