Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Under the high wall in front of the WestJet factory, the gate is open.

The iron chain in front of the door disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Zhang looked left and right to confirm that this was the place where the workers had gathered before, and he couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

Why do you refuse to open the door when we call it? Now you open it without calling. Isn’t this bullying?

He couldn't help coming up to Wells and gesturing to him with his eyes.

Wells pretended not to see it.

Their mission is to solve the problems of WestJet factories, not to argue about right and wrong.

Xiao Zhang is not even the only translator now. Wells ignored him, so he could only obediently stay behind several British representatives, unable to play any role.

Under the leadership of Franky, everyone walked through the high wall of the WestJet factory with smiles and smiles. No one expressed any concern about why another high wall was built outside the WestJet factory.

In the WestJet factory, production is in full swing.

On the production line, workers in white uniforms are precisely operating various instruments and meters, unlike the common mechanical factories. In such pharmaceutical factories, materials are basically in the form of liquid or gas in various pipelines. Flow, and will not be exposed.

Only a few positions will open or close containers and pipes when feeding or dumping waste. Whenever this happens, various pressure gauges will shake for a while.

However, more than half of the designs of the WestJet factory were done by Yang Rui, and the reason why they are valued by Zeneca is because this kind of design rarely wastes, and it looks like a mature design.

Whether it is a pharmaceutical factory or a chemical factory, there is no real waste. Formaldehyde is a fearsome poisonous gas when it appears indoors. When it appears in a factory, it is still just a raw material. A good factory design is to minimize the dumping of waste and increase the production rate as much as possible.

In order to achieve this goal, the requirements for work are also very high. The workers on the production line are fully concentrated, and only a few people notice that foreigners have entered.

"As you can see, everything in WestJet's factory is normal, so don't worry." Yang Rui showed it to Jielikang with a smile, as if the factory was his own.

Wells, who was about to die down without arguing, was stunned. He asked involuntarily, "You actually shut down the WestJet factory? Did you do this when we came to check last time?"

Yang Rui didn't answer, just said: "You don't pay the wages of the workers, dragging our dividends, if we don't want to deal with it, will we starve to death by you?"

Franky coughed and said, "Yang Rui, you overreacted. The property and management rights of the WestJet factory belong to Zeneca. It is definitely wrong for you to do so. If Zeneca headquarters initiates a lawsuit, you will have to pay A lot of money."

"Maybe, it's better than starving to death." Yang Rui shrugged, not particularly concerned. In fact, he really didn’t care too much about it. It would be very difficult for Zeneca to win such a lawsuit. Moreover, the matter involved the participation of TCM Foreign Trade and the Xibao Meat Factory, unless Zeneca planned to completely withdraw from the Chinese market. Otherwise, litigation is their last option.

Furthermore, Zeneca wins such a relationship. How much compensation can be obtained is one thing, but how to pay compensation is another.

Franky also knew this, he didn't go any further, and instead said: "Since the factory has started,

Then our first request need not be mentioned. Zeneca’s second request is to inspect and return the WestJet factory to the state before the incident. "

"As long as Zeneca is willing to pay dividends and workers' wages, your reasonable demands can be met." Yang Rui curled his lips and said, "Maybe you can go back and discuss it."

Frankie frowned slightly, and said, "That's it?"

"That's it, if you fully explain the situation to Zeneca headquarters, I think they should be able to understand." Yang Rui said and blinked.

Frankie didn't understand: "Understand what?"

"Things have changed."

"Of course we saw it."

"You haven't fully seen it." Yang Rui pulled Frankie enthusiastically, and said: "What you haven't seen is that our production line is producing coenzyme Q10 at a rate of 10 kilograms per day, and, because of its outstanding quality , the ex-factory price is as high as $15 per gram..."

"When Zeneca managed the factory, our ex-factory price once exceeded $20." Wells interrupted Yang Rui.

Yang Rui nodded and said: "I admit that Zeneca has an advantage in the market, but please pay attention to the key points I said. In the past period, the daily output value of the coenzyme Q10 production line exceeded 150,000 US dollars .”

"Are you claiming the amount for us?" Wells laughed.

Yang Rui shook his head and said, "I'm explaining to you that the foundation for you to delay dividends exists."

"We didn't delay the dividend, it's just some small financial problems." Wells said rushing.

Yang Rui smiled: "That's boring, we already know that you are deliberately delaying the dividend, and you don't need to explain, I just tell you that there is no need for you to do this again."

"We didn't do that!" Wells argued vigorously.

Franky sensed something, grabbed Wells, and said, "What do you mean?"

"It's just a simple arithmetic, you can understand it." Yang Rui didn't say much, and signaled Wang Yuansheng to replace him.

The latter enthusiastically invited the British to eat Jiuzhuan Dachang, regardless of whether they were willing or not, anyway, let's take them out of the factory first.

The British in the 1980s were not as poor in mathematics as the later generations. After all, the UK did not start implementing quality education until the 1970s. In the 1980s, these British people who studied before the 1960s could still easily calculate Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.

As a result, Franky and others quickly came to a conclusion.

In the past month, WestJet's factory production has likely reached $4.5 million.

"Of course, this is assuming that the output value of WestJet's factory is indeed as high as Yang Rui said." Wells calculated the numbers and gave a premise.

"In other words, after a month's delay, the money received by Hong Kong Sinovel and the other two companies is likely to be almost the same as their quarterly dividends?" Franky also calculated a figure.

"If their production value is really as high as they say, and the price is $15 per gram as they say..."

"Then our delay is meaningless." Franky breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I think we will report this conclusion to the headquarters, and there should be a breakthrough in the negotiation."

Wells doesn't know a lot of information like Franky, but what he knows so far is enough for him to guess the reason.

He whispered: "You mean, the headquarters did intend to default on dividends?"

"I didn't say that, I just want to say that in the past month, the income of Hong Kong Huarui has not decreased. No matter what the reason is, the only one who will suffer losses from maintaining the status quo is Zeneca. So, find a way Paying dividends to the other three parties and resolving this matter as soon as possible is the most appropriate solution." Franky suddenly laughed and said, "I knew that the solution would be proposed by Yang Rui."

"The premise is that the output and selling price of the WestJet factory are really as high as they say." Wells reminded Franky again.

"Yang Rui will give us the answer." Franky now feels more and more that his investment is reliable. After all, DuPont instructed Zeneca to delay the dividend, but he told Yang Rui.

Franky couldn't guess that Yang Rui would use the news in this way.

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