Rebirth 2008: I Can Make Money Reading

Chapter 189 move on

"Uncle, the development of snail noodles is not a trivial matter, although it can't compare with the seventy or eighty billion market capacity of instant noodles.

However, if it is operated well, it is still possible for the total market size to reach tens of billions in a few years. " Mu Yang said seriously.

If the operation is good, it may not be able to reach the level of popularity in 2020 in the next one or two years, but two or three billion yuan should not be a problem; when live video on mobile phones becomes popular, it should not be a problem for the market capacity to reach tens of billions.

He has invested tens of millions of yuan. At present, he has no competitors. He will definitely occupy a place and make a profit.

Of course, it is also possible that Mu Yang's intervention has already affected the future development trend, and it is not as popular as in the previous life.

"Ayang, are you so optimistic about it?" Song Jian's eyebrows flashed with surprise.

"Yes, I have seriously investigated and analyzed it, so you must take the lead in attracting investment in this matter."

Mu Yang understands Uncle Song, and it is estimated that the local officials in Liucheng will not think that snail noodles can develop into a scale of tens of billions.

If Mu Yang didn't know the development trend of snail powder in the future, he wouldn't believe it was so popular and suitable for the development of his hometown.

After a slight silence, Song Jian said: "Okay, I will investigate seriously in the past few days, and report to the higher authorities on the fifth day of the new year. The investment is relatively large and needs to be reported to the county. The county leaders will definitely come down to visit at that time. "

Last year, the GDP of Hengcheng County was 7.62206 billion yuan, and the per capita GDP was 6656 yuan.

And what was the national per capita GDP last year?

25796 yuan!

The gap is very large. It is conceivable that the county economy is relatively poor compared to other provinces.

The amount of investment attracted every year is not much, and Mu Yang plans to invest 70 million yuan, which can already be ranked in the top five for the whole year. Coupled with his own social status, he will definitely attract the attention of the county leaders.

"Okay, anyway, I don't have anything to do these days. I'm going back to the company around the tenth day of the new year. It's best to make a decision before the end of the year." Mu Yang nodded, "Let's do this for the first batch of investment for the time being. It's more suitable for my hometown and adapt to local conditions. I'm not going to throw money here."

"Ayang, do you want to invest in other things?"

"I have some ideas, but they are still immature. Let's implement the investment just now. If the investment is not successful, forget about other investments." Mu Yang didn't want to invest so much money all at once.

The two of them had almost finished chatting, and soon it was twelve o'clock at noon.

In the kitchen, Zhang Ping has already prepared meals.

After Song Xuelu set the dishes and chopsticks, she walked in and urged the two of them to stop chatting and eat quickly.

Song Jian and Mu Yang also stopped chatting about investment, they had dinner first.

At the dinner table, there were two vegetarian dishes, two meat dishes and one soup. Song Xuelu knew that Mu Yang liked to eat vegetarian dishes, so she asked her mother to cook one more.

"Auntie's cooking is good." Mu Yang boasted, in fact, it's just average, but it's very authentic home-cooked food.

Zhang Ping smiled warmly: "The level is average, I know it myself, don't be disgusted, I don't cook as well as your mother, I went to train specially."

Song Xuelu slightly raised her mouth with a smile: "It's true that my aunt made delicious food, but my mother made it with all her heart today, and it's pretty good."

"Before you get married, you start to dislike your mother."

"Mom, look, when Ayang praises you, you are humble. To be honest, you are not happy, hey."

"A dog's mouth cannot spit out ivory."

Song Xuelu suppressed her mouth and continued to eat. Mu Yang was used to it, and the mother and daughter occasionally slapped each other.

After the meal, before the bowls and chopsticks were cleared away, everyone chatted about some light topics. Mu Yang said to Zhang Ping:

"Auntie, I'm going to set up a food company in my hometown, specializing in the production of snail noodles, and I want you to be a supervisor."

Investment in the hometown can only be handed over to professional managers for overall responsibility.

Generally, in order to prevent the board of directors and managers from abusing their powers and harming the interests of the company and shareholders, it is necessary to set up such a special supervisory agency to perform supervisory functions on behalf of shareholders.

Mu Yang is a 100% controlling shareholder. He can authorize Zhang Ping through a power of attorney. She has the right to attend the meeting, fulfill the rights of shareholders, and can also check the accounts.

Song Xuelu's mother is the only educated relative in her hometown, and she is also a college graduate.

Zhang Ping asked, "What supervisor?"

"Actually, it's a shareholder representative who supervises the company on my behalf. After all, I'm not in my hometown. Even if I'm handed over to an outsider to manage it, I can't fully trust it. It's good to be careful."

Zhang Ping quickly understood Mu Yang's explanation.

"Can I do it? Then do you want to quit the teacher at my school?" Zhang Ping was reluctant to be a teacher. She had been teaching for so many years, and she was not used to suddenly not having classes.

But she understands that if Mu Yang wants to invest in his hometown, the amount must be very large.

"There is no need to resign, there are not many things to do, just go and have a look at it when you have time on weekends. It mainly depends on financial revenue and expenditure and other major decisions, and you don't need to intervene in the actual operation."

"Well, it's fine if you think I can do it." Zhang Ping didn't shirk this job, she knew the situation of Mu Yang's family, and there really wasn't any intellectuals.

Her husband is not suitable for this job, and she is the only one left.

With her consent, Mu Yang smiled slightly: "It's not urgent. We need to find industrial land for construction, and it will take a few months to officially open the factory. Let you be mentally prepared first."

In this food company, Mu Yang planned to give 5% of the shares to Zhang Ping instead of Song Xuelu.

Zhang Ping and his wife didn't want to use Mu Yang's money, even if it was given by their daughter, because they knew that the money was given by Mu Yang, and they just asked their daughter to transfer it.

These 5% shares are equivalent to part of Song Xuelu's dowry. After she gets married with Song Xuelu, she will transfer more shares.

But the two are going to get married, at least two years, Zhang Ping has a dividend income, so that he can have money to improve his living conditions, and can also help relatives and friends who want to help.

Zhang Ping promised that it would be better if she had a few months to prepare, and she could learn relevant knowledge.

After lunch, Mu Yang has the habit of taking a nap and resting for a while.

Lying on Song Xuelu's bed, smelling the fragrance, she fell asleep quickly.

He didn't set the alarm clock, and he didn't know how long he slept. After waking up, he saw Song Xuelu approaching him, staring at him with a smile on his face, and suddenly asked a question:

"I wasn't here last night, do you miss me?"

"Of course I want to." Mu Yang has a strong desire to survive, but he doesn't want to ask for trouble.

"Where did you think?" Song Xuelu felt that Mu Yang was answering perfunctorily, and asked while lying on his chest.

"Want to go anywhere."

If Mu Yang doesn't act, she probably will continue to ask.

In her doubts, Mu Yang locked the door and closed the curtains.

Then, under Song Xuelu's exclamation, Mu Yang disarmed her whole body in two or three steps.

Move, move, move on!

keep the fire,

Get the two point

Into the hole

Fire!

Enemy Down

hold the fire

...

An hour later, Mu Yang was wading like a rotten loach, and he really didn't want to talk anymore. Song Xuelu asked him: "Yangyang, if your mother and I fell into the river, who would you save first?"

"Why would you ask such a cliche question?"

"Every woman asks this question, and I'm curious how you men will answer."

"Oh, which river?"

"How do I know which river it is?"

"I don't even know which river, how can I save it?"

"What about the reservoir next door?"

"Why are you running there to play when you have nothing to do? There is something wrong with your brain, and how did you fall in?"

Song Xuelu was angry: "Student Mu Yang, please face up to my question!"

"Oh, it's such a simple question. Of course, my mother and I saved you. My mother can swim and drag you ashore together."

"That's about the same." Song Xuelu smiled with satisfaction, "Forget it, I won't tease you anymore, why is this kind of question so boring."

Mu Yang chuckled, women's thoughts are too deep, it's hard to find out their depth.