"The acting group, now for China, is an opportunity, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

After pondering for a moment, Li Zicheng lit a cigarette and walked to the window to look at the scenery outside.

"Now, it should be said that the Second Industrial Revolution has just begun. The electrical era has been around for more than ten years. Various new technologies and new ideas have emerged one after another and have been quickly applied to industrial production. To a certain extent, we are almost in the same position as all countries. If we can seize the opportunity and rely on the introduction of advanced foreign technologies and intelligence, we can take advantage of the rare opportunity to realize our industrialization, thereby ensuring that we do not fall behind in the Second Industrial Revolution. The foundation we have laid the most solid foundation for us in the next Industrial Revolution,"

This is the first time that Li Zicheng has expressed his thoughts in front of outsiders.

"The Qing Dynasty closed its country before, which led to my country lag behind the world for hundreds of years. After the country was opened by the British naval gun hole, the Qing Dynasty was corrupt and incompetent, which led to the lack of development of national education and technology. Today, the national liberation, but we want to develop industry, but we are limited by insufficient talents. The industry development is urgent. We all know that the desire to develop talents in industry is urgent. For this reason, I have to rely on introducing intelligence from abroad and using foreign intelligence to meet the needs of the company's development."

Turning around and looking at Zhang Hongzhao, Li Zicheng's expression became extremely serious.

"To put it in a small way, I run this company for personal wealth, but to a large or small way, if this company one day in the future, ** will promote the industrial exhibition of the entire China! Today's move to introduce intelligence will be praised by outsiders in the future!"

"Director, Hongzhao understands!"

Zhang Hongzhao nodded heavily, and he naturally knew that China now does not have enough talents to meet the needs of ** companies, let alone the needs of the country.

At this time, Mu Xiangyue entered the room, and there was a person next to him. The man was not tall and thin, and he looked very capable when he was old. At this moment, he looked submissive and nervous. That look and dress seemed no different from the old farmer in the countryside.

"Chairman, then you are busy first!"

After Zhang Hongzhao withdrew, Mu Xiangyue introduced the person beside the chairman. This person was accidentally mentioned by the local land guarantee when he was dealing with the land legacy a few days ago, so he found him.

"Chairman, this Mr. Song Xi'an..."

When he heard Manager Mu call him a husband, Song Laoshi waved his hand and said in fear.

"I dare not, I dare not call myself sir, just call me Song Lao Shi,"

Listening to this name, Li Zicheng couldn't help but feel happy.

"Okay, I like this name, Song Laoshi..."

While talking, Li Zicheng looked at Mu Xiangyue again, and couldn't figure out what he meant to bring this person to him. Could it be a demolition dispute? I remember that there seemed to be no need to bother myself.

"Chairman, Song Laoshi is from Donghai. His family suffered a disaster in the early years. He went to Guandong with his relatives and now he works in the Mantiesha Riverkou Factory!"

When talking about the Mantikshahekou Railway Factory, Mu Xiangyue deliberately emphasized her tone and then emphasized.

"Honestly, he is a good at turning on the machine tools!"

"oh!"

When Li Zicheng heard this, he became interested. He was from the Manchu Railway Factory and a good at starting a machine tool. But how could such a person be? After looking at it carefully, Li Zicheng noticed that there were a few fingers missing in his left hand, and he immediately understood something.

"Honestly, come on..."

At this moment, the clock rang, turned around and looked at the clock, it was eleven o'clock.

"Let's go, honestly, let's go to the restaurant, eat and talk while eating and talking..."

"First, sir, this, this makes..."

The nervous Song Laoshi stood there with a little at a loss, waved his hands straight with a very awkward expression.

"Li, Boss Li, you, don't be honest with me!"

Li Zicheng smiled and said with a smile.

"Honestly, just sit down!"

After pausing for a while, Li Zicheng said again.

"You have to sit on the seat no matter what. This is the guest. I respect you, the guest. Secondly, you are older, I respect you as an elder. Thirdly, I respect you, your ability!"

The three words "Respect", as soon as Song Laoshi said, the world seemed to have turned around, and it turned round after round, everything became blurred, dizzy, and even the soles of his feet were floating. Looking at Boss Li, Song Laoshi had even wanted to open his heart. In this life, he had never been so respectful to others, but now the person who respected him so much was the chairman of this ** company. Song Laoshi was not a person who had never seen the world. This ** company was just like Mantel, and Mr. Li was the president of Mantel, but he treated himself like this.

Finally, I sat down with fear and fear.

Four plates of dishes came, three pairs of chopsticks, a pot of wine, and three wine glasses.

"Come on, be honest, have a drink first!"

While talking, Li Zicheng poured the wine to Song Laosong, and then the two of them touched each other. After Song Laoshi swallowed it, he said thank you repeatedly.

"This is the spring bamboo shoots from the south, it's okay to eat them. Honestly, come and have some."

The flattered Song Laoshi hurriedly grabbed a bite and chewed it.

"Well, it's delicious, I, I haven't eaten winter bamboo shoots yet. It's so delicious!"

Let’s talk about some local affairs first. After three rounds of drinking, Li Zicheng asked.

"Honestly, I think the workers in the Manchu Railway Factory have a good salary! After all, they are foreigners' factories!"

Mr. Li asked himself, and Song Husband said hurriedly.

"That's right. The Shahekou factory is big, with a total of four or five thousand people, and there are high and low. For example, those who drive machines, there are also high and dozens of dollars a month. There is no way, and if the salary is low, there will be no one to hire."

Li Zicheng stared slightly.

"How many oceans do ordinary workers need?"

"Absolutely the ** dollar!"

Listening to this number, Li Zicheng nodded, which fell to his expectations.

"How many oceans are there for the technician?"

"Eighty percent of the 100 most senior technicians are from Japan, about 40 yuan a month. If we are from China, it will be the highest-level one month, only about 20 yuan a month."

As she said that, Song Laoshi sniffed and said something with a sense of accomplishment.

"I got thirty dollars back then!"

This sentence made Li Zicheng look at him again. The most advanced one is only about twenty yuan a month, and he can get about thirty yuan. This technique seems extraordinary!

Then Song Laoshi said in a word.

"There are many laborers in Dalian, like a small worker in a factory, which costs only three or four yuan a month, and an ordinary technician, which is just ten yuan acres of ocean."

"oh?"

Looking at Song Laoshi, Li Zicheng respected him.

"Honestly, you took more than 30 yuan back then, why didn't you do it there later!"

As soon as he finished his stomach, listening to Mr. Li's words, Song Laoshi lowered his head and suddenly raised his head again. Looking at Mr. Li, he would have felt a little sad, and at the same time he felt particularly aggrieved.
Chapter completed!