1996 I can hear the voice of the reborn son

Wang Han returned to the office.

I saw Xu Hui and Cheng Xue waiting in his office.

Seeing Wang Han coming, Cheng Xue quickly hid behind Xu Hui.

Seeing this, Wang Han showed a trace of doubt on his face.

Isn't morning the best time to buy tickets? Why did these two people come to his office?

"Xiaohui, why are you here?" Wang Han asked.

When Xu Hui heard this, a trace of helplessness appeared on her face.

"Brother Han, this lunatic said you wanted to kill her, and insisted that I come to settle accounts with you." Xu Hui said helplessly.

Wang Han?

He glanced at Cheng Xue and found that Cheng Xue was secretly looking at him now, with fear in her small eyes.

When Cheng Xue saw Wang Han looking at her, she quickly retracted her head and hid herself behind Xu Hui.

"You said I was going to kill you?" Wang Han asked with a frown.

"You just wanted to kill me, and you said that only the dead can keep secrets." Cheng Xue, who was hiding behind Xu Hui, said.

"Xiaohui, why don't you give her half a day's leave and let her go to the hospital for a checkup?" Wang Han looked at Xu Hui at this time, and said helplessly.

Xu Hui also had a headache.

Her intuition told her that Wang Han might have frightened her timid best friend just now.

But she has no evidence, and she doesn't want to settle accounts with Wang Han.

"Hey!" Xu Hui sighed and pulled Cheng Xue out of the office.

Cheng Xue...

"Xiao Huihui, you are not upholding justice for me!" Cheng Xue said angrily.

Xu Hui only felt a headache.

What should I do with such a naive girlfriend?

Do you want to sell it?

Anyone want it?

"Xiaoxue, I will talk to Brother Han tonight. Don't worry, I will give you justice. Let's go to work first."

Xu Hui said to Cheng Xue in a tactful tone.

"Yeah, Xiao Huihui, you must deal with him severely!" Cheng Xue said viciously.

"You don't know, Wang Han was broken just now, he still touched..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly froze.

Immediately afterwards, her pretty face turned red.

"Stop talking, I'm off to work." As she spoke, she ran away in a hurry.

Seeing her best friend running out, Xu Hui was speechless for a while.

What happened to this naive girlfriend?

In Wang Han's office.

He picked up his cell phone and made a call to Daqiang.

He didn't care about the episode that Xu Hui brought Cheng Xue to his office.

The most he could do was scare Cheng Xue.

What's wrong with scaring a madman?

This should be fine.

Not long after, Daqiang came to his office with a young man.

"Han, Director Wang, this is the current person in charge of the game hall, the life and death brother of Mr. Zhou and me." Daqiang pointed to Ye Xuan and introduced.

When he first met Wang Han, he actually wanted to call him Brother Han.

But when they thought that Zhou Jun had ordered him this morning, everyone else called Wang Dong, and they had to follow suit, and they must not expose their relationship with Wang Han in the company.

"Wang Dong!" Ye Xuan greeted Wang Han.

Wang Han took a look at the young man, and found that the young man was quite good-looking and well-dressed.

"Do you have any opinion on the future development of the game hall?" Wang Han asked straight to the point.

Ye Xuan froze for a moment.

He didn't expect Wang Han to ask himself this question.

He thought a little.

After that, he said to Wang Han: "Director Wang, the current game hall is not very profitable. The reason why we can still go is because our game consoles are new, the price is very reasonable, and there are other supporting services, so Users choose us."

"However, during this period of time, many people are imitating us. I think it won't be long before we lose customers."

"Also, the number of computer rooms in Rongcheng is gradually increasing, and the computer rooms have also taken away a group of our users."

Having said this, Ye Xuan paused for a moment and looked at Wang Han.

Seeing that Wang Han did not speak, he felt a little uneasy.

"Go ahead." At this moment, Wang Han said.

"Next, we will continue to improve the game hall. First, we need to make more different games and expand the industry. If there are more game halls, we will earn more money." After Ye Xuan finished speaking, he watched quietly. With Wang Han.

"No more?" Wang Han asked.

"It's gone." Ye Xuan said.

Wang Han nodded slowly.

He also noticed that the business of the game hall was going downhill during this period.

Sometimes he wants to stop closing the game hall and use these resources to open an Internet cafe.

But in the end he rejected it.

The game hall is the first step for him to make a fortune, and he doesn't want to stop the game hall unless he has to.

Moreover, he had also heard from Wang Yun's heart before that in the future, the game hall will evolve into a game city, and only then will it make money.

Thinking of how much money those game towns occupying every shopping mall can make a lot of money, Wang Han felt a little itchy.

The fat is right in front of him, how could he miss it.

It just so happened that he was going to open a shopping mall here, and he could let the game hall come over to test the water.

Wang Han had an idea in his mind, so he said to Ye Xuan: "After a while, you come to the shopping mall to choose a location and open a different game hall."

"How different it is, depends on how you innovate, and try to let the game hall find a way to survive in the mall."

Wang Han said one after another.

Ye Xuan nodded repeatedly.

For him, this matter is a bit brain-burning.

"Okay, go back and think about it." Wang Han continued.

When Ye Xuan and Daqiang left, Wang Han saw that it was already noon.

He had lunch with Xu Hui and went directly to the food factory.

On the way, he called Zheng Ming.

As soon as he arrived, Zheng Ming invited him to the office that was temporarily prepared for him.

"Wang Dong, these people are workers from canned fruit, canned meat, and biscuit factories. There are a total of 2000 people."

Just as Wang Han sat down, Zheng Ming handed Wang Han a list of personnel.

When Wang Han heard that there were 2000 people, he gasped in fright.

Good guy, the people in these three workshops are fully comparable to half of the people in his garment factory.

If people from several other foundry workshops were added, wouldn't the number of people be over ten thousand?

"Old Zheng, there are too many of these people. We will select 300 people and dismiss them." Wang Han said directly without thinking.

Zheng Ming sighed in his heart.

Although he knew this would be the result yesterday, until the last moment, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"The remaining 700 people register and then hand over all the merchandise to them to sell."

"I hope that within a month, all the inventory can be cleared. The money they make, after deducting our costs, can be shared with them fifty-five."

"In addition, you record some of the best performers among the 700 people, and they will be the salesmen of our food factory in the future."

When Zheng Ming heard Wang Han's series of words, he nodded repeatedly.

He only hoped that Wang Han's trick would work.

If all the inventory in the factory can be cleared, then the factory can also return a batch of funds.

It's just that he feels that there is little hope.

They couldn't sell the professional sales in the factory before, let alone these ordinary workers.

But whatever Wang Han arranges, he can do as he pleases.

"Go down and do your work, and I'll ask someone to hand in all your work reports from yesterday." Wang Han finally said.

Zheng Ming nodded and left.

Not long after, a middle-aged woman in her thirties came to Wang Han's office with a stack of documents.

This woman is dressed in fashion, all of which are summer clothes.

Long hair draped over her shoulders, with a faint smile on her face.

"Director Wang, this is yesterday's work daily." The woman put the work daily on Wang Han's desk.

Slightly stooped, open neckline.

"Well, go down." Wang Han glanced at the woman and said expressionlessly.

After the woman left, Wang Han picked up the work daily.

Good guy, and temperature.

There are more than 200 working daily newspapers.

Wang Han frowned slightly.

Good guy, a food factory that is about to go bankrupt, there are quite a lot of people sitting in the office.

Wang Han randomly picked up one and looked at it.