938: Chapter 511: A Big Belly Can Drink and Brings Wealth Luck 938: Chapter 511: A Big Belly Can Drink and Brings Wealth Luck When Yan Fei said he couldn’t guess, Old Niu chuckled with a smile, his words carrying a profound aning, “Ordinary people really can’t guess, heh heh, it’s the boss of our county’s steel plant!”
This “profound aning” was sothing Yan Fei, even as naive as he could be, could detect.
He knew the steel plant; he had even gone there with Xu Xiaoyan to buy scrap tal, and the large sledgehamr that he used to carry like a carrying pole was still in use!
Without thinking, it was clear that the plant must be even more dilapidated than before, yet seeing this ‘ascetic’ dressed leader, who drove a three to four hundred thousand RMB car, there was really nothing to say.
Soon, Yan Fei understood why Old Niu sidled up to him—it was because the man loved to talk.
If it had been soone else who was inford, Old Niu wouldn’t have had the chance to show off his talkativeness.
But Yan Fei was new here, so listening to Old Niu not only would make him grateful but also satisfy the ‘sense of achievent’ Old Niu had as an entrepreneurial predecessor, guiding his juniors.
In the entire venue, with over a hundred people present, Old Niu could talk about most of their backgrounds, and from his tone, Yan Fei could generally discern what kind of character each person was.
Those who Old Niu introduced with that ‘profound’ tone were mostly leaders with ‘iron rice bowl’ jobs, who still put on airs and played stand-offish, just like with small mother cows.
So plants might not be doing well, but as long as the person in charge could let go of their pretense and try to revive the plant, regardless of whether their efforts were fruitful, Old Niu wouldn’t speak in that tone.
On the other hand, those whom Old Niu spoke of with extre admiration were generally those who ‘started from scratch’ and built up a substantial family business.
In this regard, Yan Fei did fit the bill, although he was younger.
Old Niu had his own cent plant that he’d started up, and even if its profits might not compare to Yan Fei’s enterprise, he’d been at it longer and, in so ways, was considered his predecessor.
Yan Fei also learned incidentally why Old Niu knew so many people.
Running his cent plant ant regularly seeking out business.
Any plant that needed cent for construction fell within his purview.
Furthermore, having attended this half-day eting, Yan Fei really felt he’d gained a lot of insights.
At the very least, he knew whom to approach if he wanted to provide his workers with beef jerky as a New Year’s benefit.
And in his enthusiasm, Old Niu even shared his ultimate trick with him: kickbacks.
This term, according to Old Niu, was “deep waters.”
For example, how to make a quotation, how to cleverly fra kickbacks as sothing natural and unobjectionable.
Of course, these tactics weren’t applicable to soone like Old Niu, who had built his own private enterprise from the ground up.
For soone like Yan Fei, if he wanted to provide his workers with benefits, would he need to resort to “kickbacks”?
So these tactics had their specific targets, and as for which kind of person was the right target, everyone was well aware, although it was sothing understood but not openly discussed.
Heizi, who was beside them, was very interested in these shady dealings, giving a thumbs-up as he leaned in, “Uncle Niu, you’re really sothing!
Tell us more, please!
The bit we’ve learned from you in this short ti beats twenty years of hard work back ho!”
While Yan Fei was sowhat disapproving of these practices, he also knew he couldn’t change anything.
Thus, regarding Heizi’s behavior, he simply let it slide.
If it were him, not to ntion other things, he simply couldn’t bring himself to utter such sycophantic words to a Boss Niu whom he had just t less than three hours ago.
But Heizi managed it with such natural ease, making Boss Niu feel imnsely satisfied—after all, Boss Niu himself had acknowledged coming from humble rural beginnings.
If you were to address him with an affected phrase like “Listening to you is better than ten years of study,” he might not be receptive; instead, Heizi’s sowhat blunt flattery pleased him greatly.
There’s a saying, “A hooligan is not scary; what’s scary is a hooligan with knowledge.”
Now Heizi was soone who often read and learned, and even though he didn’t hold any diplomas, saying he had so culture wasn’t an overstatent.
This bit of culture, applied to flattery, didn’t take much effort before Heizi had Boss Niu leaving Yan Fei hanging, eagerly imparting his “experience” to Heizi instead.
Listening to Heizi’s sotis blatant, sotis subtle flattery, Yan Fei deeply felt: reading is indeed beneficial.
It was ti to start the al, and Old Niu continued imparting his wisdom, “Co on, Heizi, let’s go toast a few too.
I’ll tell you, there’s an art to toasting—it’s not about saying much, just about stepping up and offering a drink, getting your face known first.
Even if they can’t recall us later, it’s no big deal, next ti you can just remind them, right?”
Heizi hesitated for a mont, “Don’t we need to call for Brother Fei?”
Old Niu also hesitated, “Shall we go together?
I could tell right away that Heizi can drink, but Xiao Fei, what about you?
Can you hold your liquor?”
“Can you hold your liquor?” Before Yan Fei could respond, Heizi feigned a look of exaggerated surprise, “Uncle Niu, then you really don’t know.
I won’t say much, but looking at this hall with over a hundred people, if I say Brother Fei could outdrink them all, you’d definitely think I’m boasting.
If I say he could outdrink half of them, that’s just being modest on his behalf.
Shall we just see how it goes?”
How well a chat goes can be judged by looking at these three.
In just a short ti, to those unaware, one might think by their calling each other’s titles, they were already as close as family!
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