Chapter 549: Daily Life

Regardless of now or in the past, basically in every industry, where there is a transaction, there is an intermediary. Perhaps their names are different, such as pimping, matching, broker, middleman, etc., but they correspond to different industries, which is the name distinguished.

In essence, it is to push the product out. This product can be a house, a factory, or even a person. As long as a transaction can be generated and there is a certain amount of market, then this kind of intermediary who masters certain resources and profits from information asymmetry will inevitably exist.

To be honest, some companies in the middle of the industrial chain can also be considered intermediaries, but they are scaled and grouped. So small intermediaries and individual intermediaries can develop upward to open a labor service, headhunting company to introduce manpower, open a real estate company responsible for marketing, open an agricultural product supply company, etc.

Wang Yan sat at the workstation, logged into WeChat on the computer, contacted the intermediary, and inquired about the health product factory located in Lin'an.

The demand is very simple, the place doesn't need to be big, just enough for a production line. In such a big city as Lin'an, there are really too many small and medium-sized factories. Although health products look less hot than before because of various scams, in fact, they have never stopped. It's just that various platforms don't give advertisements, plus supervision is strict, so those who don't pay attention can't see it.

Now that I really look for it, the actual range of choices is quite large. Based on his own understanding and the nine truths and one lie of the intermediary, Wang Yan finally decided to buy a ready-made health product factory directly. First, all kinds of procedures are complete, second, the standards of the workshop are enough, and third, there is ready-made mechanical equipment, perhaps old, but he is doing this thing, and there is no high technical content. After all, it is just boiling some Chinese medicine.

Simply put, it is to process medicinal materials, then boil in a large pot, compress into original liquid, and then add medicinal powder that is either smashed or crushed and stirred to form a paste, then shake into round small pills, and finally package and label, then it can be sold out of the factory. This process cannot be said to have no technical content, it can only be said that there is none at all. And there is no pollution in the whole process, absolutely pollution-free. Even the remaining medicinal dregs can be used as fertilizer. Born in the soil, die in the soil, natural cycle, efficient utilization.

The difficulty lies in the need for a raw material injection machine, controlling the raw materials to be put in in batches according to a certain proportion, which is the key to confidentiality. Only workers can be allowed to throw materials into it, and workers cannot be allowed to know how much to throw. This kind of equipment needs to be customized, and then it needs to be modified and debugged by itself to use for encryption protection.

In fact, what really has technical content is the cheaper capsule, which requires a lot of high-end equipment to prepare related components, and the dosage is very precise. Hand rubbing is absolutely impossible, and without high-end equipment and specialized talents, it is absolutely impossible.

Small health product factories are not expensive, and they are food... Yes, tonic pills belong to food... so the more than 3 million in his hand is very enough.

So after comparing for a day, the next day, Wang Yan drove with Wei Lan to set off. The factories in Lin'an are basically concentrated in the industrial parks of Xiasha, Xiaoshan, Yuhang, and Linping on the outskirts of the city. There are heavy machinery manufacturing, heavy light textiles, etc., mainly gathered around large enterprises. However, there is no such rigid regulation. People are more inclined to where it is cheap and where it is convenient, so factories of various industries are also mixed.

In this way, today's task is very heavy, and all places must be seen on the spot.

Wei Lan sat in the passenger seat, humming and singing along with the music, chatting with people on her mobile phone.

Wang Yan asked: "Who are you chatting with? Why are you laughing?"

"My college roommate, who went there when we got married, the one with long hair and big waves, you also said she was quite fashionable and quite coquettish, called..."

"Sun Yi, the one who does operations?"

"Can do it, good memory." Wei Lan nodded with a smile: "Isn't she in Beijing? She said she had enough of staying there. She said before that she wanted to change to a place to develop. This is not that she contacted a company in Lin'an, which is opened by an Internet celebrity, filming short videos for live streaming, and the treatment given to her is quite good, higher than in Beijing. In your words, there are good mountains, good water, and good forests here, the environment is better than the north, and it is more comfortable to stay, so she wants to come here. This is not that I am the only friend here, saying that she wants to send things to our house first, and she will come lightly next week. Also said to see how we are living, and let her, a single dog, envy."

Wang Yan nodded: "What about Lin Jiayi? When we got married, didn't she also shout to come and see our new house?"

Lin Jiayi is Wei Lan's good sister from childhood to adulthood. She does human resources in Suzhou. Before, when Wei Lan had been with her for a few months, she once followed her boyfriend who was a local demolition household in Suzhou to have a meal. It's just that it didn't seem to be successful, and she called Wei Lan to cry for a while...

"Don't know, just talk about it, how can she be so free. Didn't she break up with that demolition household before? She told me two days ago that she found another one, and she is busy developing feelings." Wei Lan tapped and sent a message again, put down the mobile phone and asked: "Hey, husband, didn't you tell them yesterday that you were going to move the company? They talked about it, and there were only two places. It's not the Xihu side, or the Binjiang side. The Xihu scenery is better and more convenient. There are more big companies in Binjiang. Each has its own advantages. Where do you say we go? After handling the factory matter, I will go and see."

"I can go anywhere. It's not perfunctory, really can go anywhere, as long as the place is spacious, we have to get the atmosphere of a big company. Anyway, the company develops fast, and it won't stay long anywhere. In the future, we will definitely build our own headquarters, maybe not even in Lin'an. Such a small matter, you say it's okay."

"Then go to Binjiang. Let's find a high-rise where we can see the scenery. It happens to be opposite our house. It doesn't take long to cross the bridge, and compared to the Xihu side, Binjiang's parking spaces are also spacious, so there is no place to park. The company is going to expand, and many employees will drive here in the future."

"Well, very thoughtful, then go there. After this is finished, go and see. In addition, tables, chairs, and benches must also be bought well. This time we are rich, and it is unreasonable to go to the second-hand market to

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Wei Lan laughed, "Come to think of it, you're still the impressive one with strong capabilities. Looking at those entrepreneurs, none of them are as smooth-sailing as you, always so relaxed and carefree."

"It's our business."

"Yes, yes, yes, it's ours, it's ours."

Wang Yan also laughed, "What is entrepreneurship for? Isn't it just to make more money and become someone superior to others? But even without the Great Strength Pill, we could still do quite well taking on some AI orders, and the money is enough to spend. How much is enough? As for being 'someone superior,' I've never felt that I'm a cut above anyone else. Do you?"

"Of course I don't."

"So why make things so tiring? Money is never-ending; it's better to be at ease. Of course, my situation is different from those entrepreneurs. They don't actually want to be that tired, but market competition is too fierce, and there's a risk of bankruptcy at every moment. They don't have my ability, yet they have such a great sense of crisis; how could they not work themselves to death?"

"Hey, you're really something. You started praising yourself just like that."

"Just tell me if the praise is accurate or not."

Wei Lan burst into laughter, "Indeed, you are the most impressive..."

Chatting and laughing like this, the two of them went to the industrial park over in Xiaoshan, met up with the agent who had arrived early, and started looking at factories from all directions.

They looked at seven or eight of them. Some factories were already empty; the bosses were quite particular, having directly ceased production and dismissed the employees, and since the factory was their own, they could afford to stop. Others were rented spaces, operating in a half-dead state; the bosses looked like they were dying, the employees had no spirit, and they were all just hanging on. There were others whose business was actually not bad, with orders and work to do, but they were simply in urgent need of money and couldn't continue to mortgage, so they had to sell the factory. The prices ranged from over two million to over ten million.

"Boss, we've looked at the ones I scheduled for you yesterday. How do you feel? If they aren't suitable, I'll find two more, and we can take another look?" Outside a factory in Yuhang, the agent offered a cigarette, and after being declined, he didn't smoke it himself and asked Wang Laoban this way.

Wang Yan replied straightforwardly, "Let's go with the one in Linping. See if that boss has time. It's evening now, so let's find a restaurant to eat and talk while we eat."

"I'll call him right now, just a moment." The agent walked to the side with a smile, took out his phone, and contacted the factory owner.

That factory belonged to the half-dead category. The boss didn't say he was losing money, but there was no point in continuing, otherwise, he wouldn't be selling. The factory wasn't small, with over fifty employees, complete with warehouses and such, a two-story office building, and a six-story dormitory building, with the buildings being nearly twenty years old. Most importantly, there was a large workshop and two production lines.

The equipment was very complete, including hot water pots, sterilization pots, bottle washers, dryers, capping machines, and all sorts of other things. However, they weren't very new and had some age on them; the fixed asset depreciation had been fully written off for who knows how many years. Nobody would buy them even as second-hand; they were basically being sold as scrap metal.

Yet, these conditions were exactly what Wang Yan needed. First, the place was large, with the possibility of future expansion; second, the equipment was all there, but it couldn't fetch a high price; additionally, the old employees were also a point for price reduction, and when combined with a buyer's market, the factory boss had lost his bargaining power. He needed the equipment, he could use the employees, and the price wouldn't be high—it was just cheap and practical.

After a while, the agent hung up the phone and trotted back, "Boss, it's settled; he has time. I know of a good restaurant over in Gongshu. How about we head back, he'll come over, and it'll be faster. Does that work for you?"

Wang Yan nodded with a smile, "That's fine, let's go."

Immediately, they parted ways with the agent, got into their cars, and set off.

"This one is four million. I saw the equipment was so old and there were so many people; it won't be easy to manage later, right? Is it suitable?" Inside the car, Wei Lan scrolled through her phone, looking for the information she had recorded earlier. She had this habit; she planned everything, believing that a good memory isn't as good as a bad pen. She even marked up books and took notes, just like her textbooks back in school, with lines marked everywhere and her neat handwriting, being especially serious.

Of course, she was just as lazy as anyone else; who isn't a refined, pampered girl?

"It's alright. Much of that equipment can still be used, and we save on recruiting employees. As for whether it's easy to manage, it's just a small factory; just get the work done, and there won't be that many messy issues. Everyone is out here to make money; just give them a raise, and that's it. If they can work, they work; if they can't, they leave. It doesn't rise to the level of management art; money talks the best. Even if there were a hundred thousand people later, money would still talk the best. We aren't the kind of capitalists who deserve to be hung from street lamps; we pay for the work done. Whoever doesn't work properly and plays power games, that person gets out."

"So as long as we control the finances and personnel, everything will be fine?"

Wang Yan nodded with a smile, "Whether it's modern enterprises, the government, or dynasties of the past, it all comes down to these two points. Of course, there's one more point I haven't mentioned that is equally important. As the saying goes, if you want to run fast, it all depends on the leader. Only when leaders like us have a certain foresight and ensure the company is always in a state of development will the internal spirit of the company be different. Once this momentum of charging forward disappears, the so-called 'big company disease,' which is commonly known as bureaucracy, will naturally start to appear on a large scale."

"So we can't stop. The vision must be painted large enough. Although 'the stars and the sea' might seem like wishful thinking, and sometimes it might even feel a bit shameful to say it out loud, and others might laugh when they hear such empty talk, you have to admit that it has no end. So what must we do? We must make all employees believe in 'the stars and the sea'! It just depends on how we spin it."

He was seriously teaching Wei Lan. In fact, many things and many principles are understood by people, but they just can't do them well. Wang Yan wasn't the type who liked to lecture others; it was just that he was more long-winded with his own woman. As the saying goes, truth comes from practice; just as he had always believed, there are no incapable people, they just need to do the work. Of course, this excludes the village idiot; one can be inflexible, but one cannot be unreasonable.

Wei Lan stared with wide eyes at her man, "You're kidding, right? 'The stars and the sea' is spinning me? Didn't you say that was your dream and the direction of your efforts?"

"Of course it is. Among the masses, there are many who work themselves to death just to live a little better, a little better than others. They pursue living in big houses, driving nice cars, having a happy family, and being free from illness and disaster. Undoubtedly, this is a happy and valuable life."

"However, we are not those people, and we must not be those people. Because we are no longer troubled by money; what the masses pursue, we have already achieved, and we could go home and retire right now. But how could life stop here? So we must have some higher pursuits, and the most important thing is to know how to spend money. So we might as well try to see if we can really change the world."

"And the masses, they won't think higher or further. Even if they have achieved their goals, human nature has told us countless times that they won't be satisfied. They will only crave more money, bigger houses, better cars, and perhaps add some abnormal personal preferences."

"This is, of course, wrong, so we must reform them, letting them have higher and further pursuits in the process of achieving those life goals. Turn our dreams into the dreams of many, achieve them together, and harvest something in the process. But do you think it's useful for me to talk to them about 'the stars and the sea'? They will only hum and hah to brush me off, saying, 'Boss, your goal is truly grand, your realm is truly high,' and this and that. Do you think it would work if I didn't spin it?"

Wei Lan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Wang Yan, who looked serious and seemingly sacred, and rolled her eyes in annoyance, "You really can spin a yarn..."

Wang Yan laughed, as if he had really spun Wei Lan.

He was just a lonely, desolate old man...

The meal was indeed quite good—economical, tasty, and not expensive—and the agent paid for it. The factory boss was also able to hold a conversation. His factory was rented, with two years left on the lease; the equipment was to be phased out, the employees could be dismissed, and only the various qualifications of the factory were valuable. They haggled back and forth, and although he asked for four million, it was finally settled at 3.3 million, plus the agent's fee for a one-stop service that would handle the change of ownership procedures as quickly as possible. Although government affairs are now open and procedures transparent, there's no harm in accelerating things when necessary. Moreover, the agent also introduced equipment manufacturers, which was quite convenient. It was all small money, not worth calculating, and peace of mind and convenience were the most important things.

Wei Lan watched the whole process, witnessing Wang Yan go from a stranger to someone familiar with the factory boss, talking and laughing while the price dropped again and again. It was different from when they negotiated the price for buying a house before; there were two different feelings, but the same adjective applied—he really could spin a yarn.

The next day, Wang Yan took Wei Lan to the factory again to check the accounts; it was very good and clean, not a scam. They also got a rough idea of the employees and signed the standard contract on the spot, which the agent had prepared in advance and carried with him.

The agent promised to resolve it in three days, the boss promised to talk to the employees that night and leave directly, and Wang Yan promised to go to the Administration for Industry and Commerce tomorrow and pay the full amount. In just two days, the factory matter was basically settled. Of course, if you count the preparation time, they had already started contacting people after getting married and returning to Lin'an last month.

The next day, in the morning, when the civil servants went to work, Wang Yan and Wei Lan arrived on time at the entrance of the Linping District Administration for Industry and Commerce. Together with the factory boss and the agent, they went in and handled the procedures. Afterward, they bid farewell to the boss, likely never to meet again in the vast world. Wang Laoban and Boss Lady Wei drove their small car, traveling on a smooth and wide road.

Is this an ordinary road? Obviously not. This is a turning point in the couple's life, and after the turning point, they have climbed to a new level. This is also another achievement of Wang Yan in the real world; he has his first factory, and the number of employees has exceeded fifty.

Although, to him, it is so insignificant. But the happiness on Wei Lan's face and the longing in her eyes are undisguised, fervent, and full of hope. Come to think of it, the smiling face of Wei Lan when she ate candy as a child must have looked just like this...

Perhaps there are some differences; that is belonging...