Chapter 300 I Want 70 Million (Three More)

The original high-level executives of Rebirth International are all young overseas Chinese who were drawn back to China by Song Xiao, and all of these people have high entrepreneurial enthusiasm and professionalism. It can be said that the development of Rebirth International has something to do with them.

Almost all of this group of people have now moved to the S sea and are ready to start the road of development in the south.

However, almost all of S Hai's employees are recruiting again, and most of them are students who graduated this year.

As for the original mobile phone factory in the south, Wei Sheng plans to gradually transform it into a subordinate department, responsible for the maintenance and shipment of the northern one.

This is obviously a new journey and a new beginning for Rebirth International.

At this time, Wei Sheng and Song Xiao had already stepped out of the elevator, opened the door of the office area, and stepped into the writing room at the stall where the employees were discussing.

All the employees suddenly stopped talking and took their places, pretending to be busy, but their eyes did not leave Song Xiao walking straight into the president's office. At the same time, they also noticed the little girl following Song Xiao.

"President Song's daughter, right?"

"It's all nonsense! President Song is only in his early thirties, how can such an old daughter come from?"

"What's the relationship? Relatives' children? What are you bringing to the company at night?"

"Hurry up and work, stop gossiping."

However, at this moment, Wei Sheng stepped into Song Xiao's office, and saw Liu Jianren and Zhang Mingkun, who was still in a neat suit with his slightly gray temples.

"Wei Sheng."

"General Wei."

Liu Jianren was wearing a light green sports suit, and he looked like a big boy running out of the house next door. Compared with Zhang Mingkun's straight suit, he looked more casual.

At this moment, he was cocking his legs. Diao Erlang sat on the chair with a toothpick in his mouth and smiled at Wei Sheng, while Zhang Mingkun stood up to say hello.

Wei Sheng smiled and shook hands with Zhang Mingkun, "Sit down, Uncle Zhang, you're welcome."

After that, the four of them sat around the desk without any rules, and Zhang Mingkun hurriedly took out his plan and handed it over to Wei Sheng, "Mr. Wei, take a look first."

Wei Sheng reached out and took it, opened it for a brief look, and saw that it was Zhang Mingkun's detailed plan for the future development of the plastic factory, that is, the rebirth manufacturing company, ranging from product and department division to management system and other details. It is quite rigorous.

After closing the information in his hand, Wei Sheng had to sigh, Zhang Mingkun is indeed a talent, and with him, the plastic manufacturing company will achieve a qualitative leap.

"I'll take it back to the school and take a closer look. There is only one thing that needs to be implemented as soon as possible in this meeting. I need 70 million." Wei Sheng said straight to the point and stated the purpose of calling a few people this time.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the whole room fell silent.

Liu Jianren also slowly put down Erlang's raised legs, leaned forward and said, "You want 70 million? What are you doing?"

Wei Sheng lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, then slowly said, "I plan to start a civil aviation business."

Song Xiao just picked up the water glass to digest Wei Sheng's request, and a sip of water was almost sprayed out of his mouth, "Civil Aviation?"

Wei Sheng nodded, "We don't need to worry about other things. Someone will arrange it properly. Right now, everything is ready and only 70 million yuan is owed to establish the first domestic airline independently operated by private capital."

The other three looked at each other, Zhang Mingkun hesitated for a while and said, "Mr. Wei, should we mature our company first, I'm worried that I won't be fat in one bite?" It was said that he was the least qualified, but in some respects, he was the most qualified, so he couldn't help but remind him.

Wei Sheng didn't blame him when he heard the words, "Uncle Zhang, I have my own plans."

Zhang Mingkun nodded, and it was hard to say anything else.

Liu Jianren squinted his eyes. Just now, Wei Sheng said that someone will arrange it properly. If he guessed correctly, Wei Sheng must have said that it was for the Uyghur party. Did they want her to engage in civil aviation? But at the moment others don't know about these joints, and he can't ask them outright. He just opened his mouth and said, "Have you thought about it?"

Wei Sheng nodded.

Song Xiao scratched his head in embarrassment, "The market share of mobile phones is still limited, and the company's funds are only enough to develop new products and do marketing on their own. Liu Jianren and Zhang Mingkun.

Liu Jianren was immediately displeased, "Why are we dealing with waste products? Which industry, mobile phone, real estate and department stores, is not diverting money from our plastic factory? Song Xiao, why do you still look down on people when you say this?"

Song Xiao was about to explain aloud, but was interrupted by Wei Sheng raising his hand, "How much can the factory pay now?" She asked Liu Jianren.

The latter frowned and pondered, "Don't look at the fact that the daily output of goods is in millions of yuan, but as the factory gets bigger and higher, the payment rate is getting lower and lower, and the payment speed is getting faster and faster. Slow, after all, the amount is too huge."

Wei Sheng knows what he said. At present, there are 500 machines, and each machine has four workers working in two shifts. These 500 machines run 24 hours a day, that is, more than 20,000 tons of goods. These goods make a net profit of 300 yuan per ton. The profits are all over 6 million yuan, not to mention that the first and second factories have been merged. Such a huge throughput has covered Chaonan City and even radiated to 70% of the consignees in the surrounding cities and counties. It can be said that it has reached the market. Saturated, temporarily unable to continue to add machines, otherwise there will be a situation where there is no stock available.

At present, the payment methods of these consignees are different. Some people pay monthly, some delay a quarter, and some even pay half a year and then settle monthly.

It can be said that the larger the amount of goods received and the larger the transaction list with the plastic factory, the slower the settlement speed, that is, a lot of money is in the hands of the consignee.

At present, the factory needs 2,000 employees to fund just 500 machines. There are also a lot of expenses such as shuttle bus, full-time bonus and year-end bonus. Of course, these expenses are insignificant in the face of huge income.

But as Liu Jianren said just now, whether it is a department store, real estate or mobile phone factory, a business district under development in the south, or S Hai is going to set up a company to establish a headquarters to buy land, all must be filled by plastic factories, and these industries are Like a huge black hole, the plastic factory is like a constant stream of money making machines, and almost all the money produced is filled into the black hole.

"At most, 20 million can be moved out of the working capital. In fact, we have the money, but it has not yet arrived. If you are not in a hurry to wait for another three months, I will urge the previously shipped funds." Liu Jianren said ponderingly.

Wei Sheng also smiled helplessly. He leaned back and closed his eyes. The plastic factory is getting bigger and bigger. Under the conditions of the market economy, this factory seems to be like a cash cow, but it always hates less when the money is spent. The market atmosphere and force majeure are helpless. Too much, this money is not what you can earn by calculating it on the book.