Chapter 406: Qingyun Business Consulting Company Manager Hu Lianxi

Not everyone has exceptionally strong foresight.

The people from Toutiao News, one by one, have no interest in the consulting company.

However, the consulting company needs a reliable person to hold the line.

So we can't just hire anyone from outside.

When faced with uncertainty, what should we do?

Ask Hu Run.

Hu Run's side quickly recommended someone to him.

Hu Lianxi, a Gangdao native, graduated with a master's from Yingjiang Business School.

Hu Lianxi

He worked at Zhongnan Bank.

"The bank is not doing well now; he could lose his job at any time."

"How do you feel?"

Yang Qing hesitated and said.

"Is he reliable?"

The new director said affirmatively.

"He's very reliable; you don't need to worry, they're all good kids."

Only then did Yang Qing feel relieved.

Soon after, Hu Lianxi lost his job, and then Qingyun Consulting Company here happened to be hiring, so he applied and came over.

Upon meeting him in person, Yang Qing felt this person was quite ordinary.

The kind of person you couldn't pick out in a crowd.

He's a good seedling for doing that thing.

"Did you graduate from business school?"

Hu Lianxi said calmly.

"Everything you want to know about my résumé is in there; there's no need to waste words on this."

Yang Qing nodded and pulled out a piece of news about residents fighting over drinking water.

"What do you think about opening a water plant?"

Hu Lianxi shook his head.

"The water coming from the Mainland will soon be connected; afterwards, Gangdao's water problem will basically be solved."

"Water resources are in the hands of both places; unless you have resources in this area, I wouldn't recommend doing it."

"What if I insist on doing it?"

Hu Lianxi thought for a moment.

"How about doing bottled water instead?"

"The technology there in Yingjiang is also very mature."

"As long as we import the equipment, we can do it."

"However, PC plastic is expensive, the market outlook is unclear; it's best to wait until PC plastic becomes cheaper before doing it."

This suggestion can only be described as ordinary.

However, it could also be seen as seizing a future opportunity; in the 70s and 80s, plastic barrels started to become popular overseas.

His knowledge is broad; he even knows about PC plastic, which few people know nowadays.

Don't look at how popular plastic flowers are in Gangdao; those aren't PC.

"I'll temporarily appoint you as Vice General Manager; what do you think?"

Hu Lianxi nodded.

"No problem."

Only after he began handling information did he realize what he was supposed to do.

"Damn, isn't this just an intelligence center? But the information is business information."

"The problem shouldn't be too big."

"Boss Yang, are we supposed to be business information brokers?"

Yang Qing tapped the company's name.

"We run a business company."

"We're not some kind of broker."

"We not only need to provide information services to clients, but also familiarize ourselves with all corporate operational processes."

"We can not only provide material information and business information, but also talent information, global corporate registration services, custodial services, and financial services."

"In short, whether it's needing a mahjong license, a street food stall, or manufacturing aircraft and cannons, company acquisitions and mergers, we will do it—and do it well."

Hu Lianxi widened his eyes.

"Boss, if someone wants to set up a street food stall at our doorstep, what should we do?"

Yang Qing knew he was trying to make things difficult for himself.

"The land is ours; we can draw water, find Jingmen; for making street food stalls, we have familiar shops, the craftsmanship is good—we can do it directly; if not, we can still provide training and guidance."

"In short, we'll arrange everything for you clearly."

"However, we have an internal cafeteria; there's hardly anyone here at night, so it's not suitable for opening a street food stall."

"You can go to the Great Antiquity Factory side; it's relatively livelier."

Hu Lianxi widened his eyes again.

"Boss, how much have you stored in your brain?"

Yang Qing said modestly.

"Just familiarized, practice makes perfect, Gangdao isn't big, it's very simple."

Hu Lianxi admired him to the extreme.

If you keep doing this, won't you become the uncrowned king of Gangdao in the future?

But it's such a challenge, so exciting.

He could already imagine how massive this company could become in the future.

Of course, street stalls and other petty hustles are just a transitional phase; as their reputation grows, they'll move up to higher‑end ventures.

"General Yang, I've started working, thank you for your support."

Looking at the diligent Hu Lianxi, then at that bunch from Toutiao News, the difference was obvious.

A bunch of good‑for‑nothing slop.

He never reflects; the benefits at Toutiao News are painted as a big cake, who would be willing to give them up easily?

All we can say is that he acts on a whim, caring nothing about whether others can stand it.

With Hu Lianxi's joining, Yang Qing felt much more at ease.

The consulting firm can gradually hire more staff later; after all, there's little business now, and Hu Lianxi is still in the familiarization period, unable to go public yet.

Yang Qing stepped out and hurried to Xu Huizhen's fast‑food shop.

Yang Qing holds seventy percent of the shares here; after all, he provides both capital and manpower, while Xu Huizhen's modest resources can't sustain her dream.

Sometimes Yang Qing wonders if he is a dream‑builder, helping people achieve their own ideals.

At least now he's shining, and should be worthy of those who sent him here.

Although this is a film‑and‑television world, isn't it also a projection of our own world?

We have many regrets, which is why so many people swarm forward.

Is it real or fake? Parallel universes, film worlds, all contain our striving silhouettes.

The 'Ken Da Chicken' thing isn't hard for Xu Huizhen, who's run a tavern before, especially with Yang Qing offering guidance from his experience.

A man who can cook is that outstanding; the Hong Kong version of Ken Da Chicken has finally been made.

Shortening isn't hard to get nowadays; with shortening, making something like Ken Da Chicken is truly effortless.

Xu Huizhen ate the burger she made herself; it's crisp, but it doesn't really suit her taste.

"Too sweet. Do foreigners always eat everything this sweet?"

She looked at Yang Qing, wanting him to give her an answer.

The burger is sweet, the drink is sweet too; that's excessive.

(Gangdao has already introduced Coca‑Cola now, thanks to Tai‑Gu.)

Yang Qing replied confidently.

"Foreigners just like sweet things; sweetness can make people happy."

"A pleasant mood."

"We'll see. If the local climate here in Gangdao doesn't suit, we'll tweak it. Our braised pork is already good, we can try that later."

"The rest can wait until we open the doors."

While they were discussing the burger, the fried aroma attracted a bunch of rascals.

They didn't care whether the shop was open; they barged right in.

"Boss, what tasty thing are you making? Bring it up for us."

Xu Huizhen didn't want trouble, so she said calmly.

"Everyone, we haven't opened for business yet."

"We're still adjusting now."

"If you want to eat, come back in a few days."

Don't be fooled by the rascals looking like little brats with no money; they're outrageously arrogant, daring to stab anyone for face.

Xu Huizhen tried to reason kindly, but that only made them think she was easy to bully.

With a clang, a stool was smashed toward them.

Yang Qing gave Ah Hui a signal, then walked out.