Zhang Heng's role in this tripartite negotiation is the minion who beats the side drum. Not only Matsuda Akio understands, but Zhang Heng himself also understands that although he is now showing off his eloquence, everyone on the cart knows that Zhang Heng has no right to decide, including Zhang Heng himself.

Of course, it would be OK if Zhang Heng could ask the Japanese to agree to the conditions proposed by the county last time, but people like Matsuda Akio were not stupid. They agreed to Zhang Heng as a small secretary instead of agreeing when Lu Yanzhi proposed the conditions.

Everyone understands people, so the atmosphere on the cart is naturally not so heavy and the confrontation is not intense. Although it involves business, everyone still talks and laughs.

When we arrived in the village, the sun was almost set. Canghai arranged the three of Matsuda Akio and lived in the kiln they came last time. Zhang Heng saw that everything was right and asked Canghai that he borrowed a motorcycle and rode back without even having dinner.

After seeing Zhang Heng away, Matsuda Akio and Canghai returned to the house and chatted for a few words. Canghai took Ping An to cook, while Matsuda Akio and Canghai rolled up their sleeves and insisted on starting a fight.

The dishes at home are ready-made. Half a braised chicken, fried a fish, then made two or three side dishes, and stewed a pot of rice.

Everyone sat around the table, chatting while eating. As for Sakimatsuda and the other two, they refused to drink again, and they were a little hurt at noon.

"How long can the watermelon be picked?" Matsuda Akio put down the bowl, picked up a chopstick dish and put it in his mouth, chewed it twice and asked.

Matsuda Akio visited it last time and knew that the watermelons on Canghai were not gone after picking them in one batch. It seemed that they could pick them three or two times.

"It can be until the end of September, it will be impossible in October, and the weather is too cold," Cang Hai said.

After hearing this, Akio Matsuda calculated: "A year is about five months."

"Well, it's almost five months. If you pick it on time, each melon seedling can produce six to eight melons, and there will be about two hundred melon seedlings per mu of slope... "Canghai roughly calculated.

"Do you think it's appropriate for us to set up a factory in the county?" Matsuda Akio asked, looking at Canghai.

When Canghai heard Matsuda Akio say this, he couldn't figure it out at once and thought to himself: You actually asked me about this matter? How could I know if it's right? If it's right, it's right to vote or change the place.

I thought to myself and said, "I really can't say about this matter. You want to set up the factory on the southern coast. There are many talents there, but there are many factories there. The factories you set up will not be too big, and you will definitely not receive much attention there. If you put them in the county, it is the only one. Of course, the conditions in the county are definitely not as good as those in the south. This is also a fact..."

Canghai said his own opinion, and he didn't say anything, but if he was carefully selected, he would still be in the county. Canghai would be in the county, but he would not endorse the county because no matter how he said it, these Japanese people were not stupid. They had their own position here, so they naturally had to weigh various interests. When it comes to business, the only thing that companies valued was profit.

"Many people in the company prefer to be in the southern coast, but we want to set up the factory nearby because the transportation cost is very high, so it would be much easier to set up the factory here. However, the shortcomings here are also obvious. Now we are just thinking about getting better preferential conditions from Mr. Lu," said Akio Matsuda.

Cang Hai thought for a while and asked, "Now I heard that some factories in the south are busy transferring to Southeast Asia. Your company must have a lot of investments in China, right?"

After hearing this, Akio Matsuda said, "Our company's investment in China has not been transferred with others, but has just moved to the mainland, from the original coastal areas of Jiangsu and Zhejiang to the inland provinces in the middle reaches of the Yangtze River."

"Isn't the labor cost in Southeast Asia even lower?" Cang Hai asked curiously.

Akio Matsuda shook his head: "It looks low, but it's not low. Not only did the companies under our company not move out, but they are now thinking about moving some of the companies that were originally in Southeast Asia back to China."

Canghai originally asked casually, but when he heard Matsuda Akio say this, he obviously didn't believe it because it didn't sound like the current trend. He felt that Matsuda Akio was a little unauthentic, and he was trying to deceive himself.

When Matsuda Akio saw the expression on Canghai's face, he immediately understood. They were all human spirits, and Canghai did not deliberately hide it. If he couldn't guess Canghai's current inner activities, he wouldn't have been at the current position and a representative company appeared at the negotiating table. Even Canghai was hard-pressed.

"On the first day of the lunar calendar, workers in Southeast Asia and India are cheaper, but after the factory is put into production, those workers will let the company understand what it means to lose money. The yield rate is very low. Some factories have a yield rate of less than 50%. The main reason is that workers are very lazy. In some places, native workers work for two or three days, but after getting the money, they stop coming to work. They wait for them to spend the money, so that they will reappear in the company. After a while, the operating costs of the entire factory are often higher than those in China. Not only in our society, but many companies now are considering bringing the factory back to China," said Akio Matsuda.

After seeing Matsuda Akio Matsuda, Oshima Yata said, he added: "What is more important is that workers cannot be strictly punished. Once those workers are strictly enforced, they will stop doing it, strike at every turn, ask for wages to increase, and require more rest time. Moreover, it is difficult for foreign companies to get government support and protection in these countries."

After hearing this, Canghai thought about it and realized that Canghai had long heard of the lazy people of Southeast Asian people. Otherwise, Chinese would not have controlled the economy of many small Southeast Asian countries. It is because these Southeast Asian indigenous people were not willing to get rich by their hard work. They just wanted to live a lazy life all day long. It would be fine if you said that it would be poor if you live a small life, but from time to time they were jealous of the rich and would do whatever they wanted. It was really not a thing.

Let’s not talk about anything else. Just look at the small country of Vietnam. It always impacts foreign companies. It feels that they are oppressed by foreign capital. I just can’t understand that companies all want to make money. They are not a welfare institution to bring you warmth. Even if Guan Wennuan is not sent to you, they will go to your poor country to carry forward the spirit of internationalism, you really think that the world is in harmony.

Canghai was thinking about this here, and Hu Shijie's voice sounded outside the room.

"Yo, where are you eating?"

When Canghai looked up, he saw the old man standing at the door with a smile. As soon as Matsuda Akio and the other two stood up immediately when they saw the people coming, they also stood up.

Everyone knows it. Matsuda Akio and others are talking about China so easily, so they stood up and sat down.

"Mr. Matsuda is going to continue to do that kind of soil and water this time?" Hu Shijie took out a pack of cigarette from his pocket and dispersed it.

Canghai looked at it and suddenly felt happy, because the cigarette the old man took out was soft and China. Even during the Chinese New Year, Canghai had never seen the old man smoke. He must have a plan to take out such expensive cigarettes, otherwise he would not be willing to let it go. As for what he was going to do, it would be self-evident.

"We got the approval from the county, but this time we not only came to measure the hydrological soil, but also purchased Mr. Aohai's watermelon," Oda Soichiro said.

"Have you collected the melons?" Hu Shijie was delighted when he heard this.

Matsuda Akio nodded and said, "Well, we have already negotiated with Mr. Cang. We are now arranging transportation and we can move around the day after tomorrow. At that time, please ask Mr. Hu to help you and transport the watermelons from the field as soon as possible."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say," Hu Shijie said with a smile on his face after hearing this.

There is no problem with transporting watermelons. No matter what, it is a business. Now, if you want to transport watermelons, you will definitely use a cart. How many three-wheeled motorcycles can be installed?

"What about the others?" Hu Shijie asked.

"Other? Oh, I understand. If you plant it, we will naturally harvest it, but we have a grade for watermelon..." Matsuda Akio and Hu Shijie said.

Hu Shijie also understood that he didn't think that Akio Matsuda was troublesome, because selling apples outside was divided into sizes and sizes. Watermelons were given in different levels according to quality, so there was naturally no problem at all.

"What I'm talking about is that if anyone has a melon now, will you collect it?" Hu Shijie asked.

After Hu Shijie asked this, Canghai remembered that there were still people in the village who ordered some melons, but the amount was not too large, but only sixteen or seventeen. Although there were few, there were always some. When there were no Japanese people coming, they wanted to come over and ask.

Akio Matsuda, who was robbed by Canghai, agreed to say to Hu Shijie before: "It's better for the village to take the lead and follow what County Magistrate Lu said."

Canghai is afraid that the melon will be sold, so the village will collect the rights next year and then create any conflicts.

Hu Shijie was so smart. He knew what Cang Hai was thinking as soon as he guessed. He smiled and said, "That must be the village who took the lead!"

He is not afraid of others gossiping because he has some watermelon in his own home.

Matsuda Akio no matter how the village is doing, he can receive the melons at the price.

Hu Shijie asked again: "If we plant melons in our village next year, can we follow this?"

Matsuda Akio said: "It must be based on this price, but we have an idea about this matter. We both parties sign an exclusive contract, that is, we will purchase all the watermelons grown in your village. Except for our company, you must not sell the melons to others. At that time, prices will be standardized in the contract."

"Of course," Hu Shijie said happily.

Canghai listened and thought for a while: "This has to be passed by the county. Without the consent of the county, our village does not have such a large land use right."

When Hu Shijie heard this, he waved his head: "Yes! Yes!".

Matsuda Akio smiled and said, "Of course, we hope that the larger the watermelon area will be planted next year, the better."

Matsuda Akio Matsuda was a good guy. Seeing that Hu Shijie was happy, he talked about the general things with Hu Shijie, such as how to cooperate and what the price of watermelon of various grades is. He also specifically mentioned that if the village signs an exclusive supply contract with his company, then their company will also lend a start-up capital for the contract to the village and ensure that the funds will not be less than 2 million yuan.

This series of benefits fell down and Hu Shijie's face was a little thrust. It doesn't mean how much the watermelon can be sold in the year. It's just that the signing money of 2 million yuan entered the village, Hu Shijie was so happy. He had never seen a poor village director, let alone two million yuan, not to mention two hundred thousand yuan.

I have to say that when doing business in China, Japanese people have congenital conditions than Europeans and Americans. They know the situation in China too well, and the cultural differences are not as big as those of Europeans and Americans. This call made Hu Shijie wished that he would plant watermelons all the slopes near the village tomorrow.

Canghai's eyes turned and found that a figure flashed around his platform from time to time. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. He knew that the villagers could not help but feel helpless. For them, now that these Japanese people are back, it means that he is one step closer to the good days in his heart.
Chapter completed!