Chapter 1115 Return the money (Second update, please vote for me)

A car parked in front of Chen Zhao's house, and a man in black got out of the car.

"Mr. Chen, I was sent by Miss Yamila to pick you up."

"Okay, wait a minute." Chen Zhao just got up and didn't even have time to eat breakfast: "By the way, have you eaten?"

"Thank you, no." The man in black looked very professional and declined Chen Zhao's invitation with a smile.

Chen Zhao kissed Fali goodbye after breakfast.

Then got in the car.

"Where are we now?"

"At the airport, Miss Yamila is already waiting for you on the plane."

Chen Zhao got on Yamila's private plane, and Yamila was having breakfast on the plane.

"Mr. Chen, it's morning. Have you had breakfast?" Yamila had exquisite makeup and long wavy golden hair.

Chen Zhao found that every time he saw Yamila, she would change her hairstyle.

"Miss Yamila, handling your hair frequently will cause great damage to your hair and scalp."

Yamila suddenly lost her appetite and looked at Chen Zhao with complaining eyes.

"Okay, pretend I didn't say anything." Chen Zhao waved his hands and said helplessly: "Do you rich people all have a private jet?"

"With your current assets, you are fully capable of purchasing one. The total cost of this Gulfstream G550, plus the cost of the interior, does not exceed US$50 million."

"Forget it." Chen Zhao shook his head: "Maintenance costs another two to three million US dollars every year."

"By the way, Mr. Chen, I told you before that my father's temper is not very good, remember it." Yamila is now inoculating Chen Zhao in advance: "If you see him, he If I offend you in any way, please forgive me."

"Of course, I've always been easy to talk to." Chen Zhao said with a smile.

Yamila didn't believe that Chen Zhao was easy to talk to.

"By the way, Miss Yamila, I want to ask you a business question."

"Mr. Chen, do you plan to do business? Or invest in some financial products?"

"That's right, someone asked me to invest in a brewery..." Chen Zhao told what happened.

"A local small brand like this probably can't even make a million US dollars in profit a year."

Yamila's analysis is quite accurate. From Chen Zhao's simple dictation, he can analyze the general situation and the profit level.

But she manages a bank after all, so this ability is not surprising.

"Profitability is still secondary. I am considering whether the brewery has prospects for appreciation in value, and is there any way I can run a brewery without letting borers enter the brewery?"

"It's very simple, use high benefits and high-pressure policies to manage employees."

"What's the meaning?"

"There is no need for me to explain the high benefits. The benefits you provide must be at least double the remuneration and benefits of similar manufacturers. The high-pressure policy does not formulate strict management regulations. Anyone who makes a mistake will be punished immediately if there is even the slightest mistake. Be fired."

"Is this any different from ordinary management?" Chen Zhao was a little confused.

"Normal company management systems are flexible. For example, if someone takes a document home and forgets to bring it back, they will usually be warned by their superiors. However, under high-pressure management, they will be fired directly if they make even the slightest mistake. "

"This will be watched by the union. If the union intervenes, it will be very troublesome."

"Here's the problem. If the union comes to intervene, then stop production. The stoppage of production will not have much impact on you, but it means unemployment for employees, so they will seek to resume production. If there are similar products in the future, Employees will also supervise each other. This high-pressure management does not need to last for too long. It only takes three months for employees to develop self-discipline."

It has to be said that Chen Zhao racked his brains to think about the problem all night.

In Yamila's view, this is not a problem at all.

This problem was solved easily.

"But for promotion, I can't help much." Yamila said.

"No, I'll bring the beer to Marla Supermarket to put it on the shelves." Chen Zhao said.

“You haven’t even started your brewery yet, but you are now confident that your products will be on the shelves of Mara Supermarket?”

"Fali's mother is the owner of Mara Supermarket." Chen Zhao said.

"No wonder."

The plane flew in the air for two hours and finally arrived in Abilene.

Abilene is a small city in Kansas with a population of less than 120,000.

There once was a president here, Eisenhower Weill.

The main economic income is agriculture and animal husbandry, and it has a certain industrial foundation.

The airport in Abilene only has domestic flights, and there are only a few people in the airport.

After leaving the airport, Chen Zhao got into the car Yamila arranged in advance and headed straight to the suburbs of Abilene City.

Because the law stipulates that some polluting projects are not allowed to be built in densely populated areas, at least more than 100 kilometers away.

So the land bought by Yameela's father, Depp, was very remote.

After leaving the city, there are no buildings along the way.

There are very few cars on the road, and it only takes a few minutes for a car to pass by on the opposite side.

After driving for about half an hour, Chen Zhaoyu saw the construction site.

This is a huge plain, covering hundreds of kilometers. Only the shadow of the mountain can be seen vaguely in the distance.

It seems a bit desolate here, and you can smell the early soil smell just by opening the car window.

The car parked outside the construction site and was stopped.

Yamila picked up the phone: "Dad, I'm outside the construction site now."

"What? Why did you come to the construction site? This is not the place you should be."

"Dad, I brought someone here."

"who?"

"I told you, the person who can help you solve your problem."

"Wait at the door, I'll come right away."

Not long after, Depp brought people out.

Depp first glanced at Chen Zhao, who was standing next to Yamila, and then looked at Yamila.

"Yamila, is this the person you are talking about?"

"Yes, Dad, he is the person I said can help you solve your problem." Yamila replied affirmatively.

"How much did you pay him?"

"I have paid ten million U.S. dollars in advance. According to the agreement, you will pay him another twenty million U.S. dollars when the matter is over."

Depp's face turned dark, and Yawenko, who was standing next to Depp, also looked surprised.

"Man, you really dare to ask for a price." Yawenke looked at Chen Zhao with a smile.

Chen Zhao glanced at Yawenke and Dai Pu, but said nothing.

Amira had vaccinated him before and ignored anything her father said.

Anyway, he didn't come here to work just to fight with Depp.

"Boy, give the money back to my daughter, and then you can get out."