"You are Song Dinghan, Mr. Song." Seeing Wang Er walking in with a thin middle-aged man, Yan Guang hurriedly stepped forward and shook hands with him and said.

"I dare not, just call me Ding Han." Song Dinghan said hurriedly.

"You just call Brother Ding Han, Brother Ding Han, please sit down."

After Song Dinghan sat down, Yan Guang began to look at the person whom Richard and Charlie introduced him to him.

About a month ago, Yan Guang's Huasheng Company was finally expanded, and the second batch of workers had graduated from the training class and are now working with the first batch of workers. Today, Huasheng Company covers an area of ​​three hectares, has more than 800 employees, 30 looms, more than 1,000 spindles, fifty spare looms, and more than 3,000 spindles. The monthly profit reaches more than 3,000 silver dollars. It can be said that it is the veritable largest factory in Sichuan.

However, at this time, Yan Guang found that he and several other accountants were too busy. At this time, there were fifty looms and more than three thousand spindles not put into use. By the time these machines were put into use, I am afraid that the entire factory would have more than two thousand employees.

Moreover, when London's rubber stocks reached their peak, Yan Guang was preparing to build a grey factory, paper mill, clothing factory and even glass factory. By then, the number of employees in the entire Huasheng would probably exceed 10,000.

There was no choice but to ask Richard and Charlie who were far away in Shanghai through telegram, hoping that they could help them find a suitable candidate to manage the factory.

Yan Guang’s requirements are not high, only three points. First, he must understand English (how many more can he do), second, he has no bad records, third, and most importantly, he must be a Chinese…

As for management experience, of course it is best to have it. If you don’t have it, you can learn slowly.

Unlike on the coast, the largest textile factory in Sichuan is Yan Guang's Huasheng. Other textile factories cannot match Huasheng in terms of cost, quality and efficiency, so the most important thing for Yan Guang is the manager.

Although Yan Guang's requirements were not high, after receiving the telegram, Richard still dragged Charlie to help pick up the candidate. The final selection result was Song Dinghan standing in front of Yan Guang.

Song Dinghan, male, 33 years old, ethnic: Han, from Jianyang, Sichuan, is proficient in English and German, and once worked as a manager in a textile factory in Shanghai. However, afterwards, he had to leave after having an affair with his boss because of something.

When he was a manager, he had a little friendship with Charlie of Jardine Wong, so when Yan Guang sent a telegram to find someone, Charlie chose Song Dinghan, who was about to return to his hometown.

After learning that there was a large textile factory in his hometown in Sichuan, Song Dinghan immediately booked a boat ticket back to Sichuan.

Of course, Lin Wei and others came back with Song Dinghan, as well as fifty 1888-type committee rifles, as well as 50,000 rounds of 70,900 round round bullets per rifle.

Originally, there were also seven-nine-point bullets on the German foreign companies, but the price was much higher than seven-nine round bullets. Considering that there were still three years before the Revolution of 1911, these rifles were only used for training, so Yan Guang finally chose seven-nine round bullets. However, even so, after buying the gun and bullets, Yan Guang's factory's profit for two months was still gone.

In fact, Yan Guang prefers Mauser 98 and Li Enfield. Unfortunately, Mauser 98 is out of stock and can’t buy it even if you want to. Even if Enfield has stock, it can’t afford it. When using Enfield during combat, the amount of bullets consumed can cause Yan Guang’s heart disease.

You know, if you want to use Enfield rifles on a large scale, you cannot support them without enough industrial foundation...

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After the people outside brought the tea, Yan Guang signaled Song Dinghan to try it.

"Brother Ding Han, I have read your information, and you were introduced by Richard and Charlie, so Huasheng will ask you in the future..."

"Please rest assured, I will do my best to make Huasheng develop better." Song Dinghan was very confident in this regard, because there are no competitors in Huasheng, Sichuan, and those opponents from other provinces have the disadvantage of transportation costs. In addition, they have a 50 million-dollar market in Sichuan. If this cannot develop Huasheng well, Song Dinghan will wipe his neck.

"I'm naturally relieved of this." Yan Guang smiled. "I'll arrange an office and a bedroom for you later. Now all the conditions in the factory are still very simple, so I'll be very grateful."

Song Dinghan also smiled. "When I was in Shanghai, my bedroom also had a bed and a desk, as long as it was not more simple than this one."

"Hahahaha." Both of them laughed.

After the arrangements for Song Dinghan were made, Yan Guang took Wang Er to the warehouse to see the new gun he bought.

At this time, the new guns and bullets were placed in wooden boxes in the corner of the warehouse, and fifty security team members were also surrounded by the boxes.

After seeing Yan Guang and Wang Er come in, fifty people immediately surrounded him with excitement on their faces.

"Boss, are these guns for us?"

"Of course." Yan Guang walked to one of the wooden boxes, opened the wooden boxes and took out one of the rifles. "These guns are all for you." He said that and threw them to the team member who had just spoken.

After taking the gun, the team member immediately stroked the gun body. "What a good gun..."

Most of these fifty people have only used bird guns, and only a very small number of people like Kuli guns have been used. As for Hanyang, if you only think about touching them, there are three or five people...

"Of course." Yan Guang himself took out a piece of it and started to caress. "The only ones who can be better than this kind of gun are the Mauser 98 in Germany, Lee Enfield in Britain, Springfield in the United States and Mosinnagan in Russia, and a few other rifles."

The security team around him was stunned and had no idea what gun Yan Guang was talking about. The few had only heard of the word Mauser.

"Forget it, I don't understand if I tell you." Yan Guang waved his hand boredly. "I will get the gun with you Captain Wang in a while. After getting the gun, I will learn to shoot with him." Yan Guang turned to Wang Er. "Remember, it's very expensive to save this amount of bullets..."

Although he had bought such a good gun, he had to save some bullets, and Wang Er was speechless.

"Also, be careful when practicing shooting, and don't let them hurt themselves and their companions." When the military training of shooting in later generations, there will be an instructor next to the students who practice shooting, just to prevent this situation from happening...

"Don't worry, I'll be careful."

"Well, then please." He patted Wang Er's shoulder and Yan Guang left the warehouse.

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