"Dongsheng, what do you think about letting Jiang Bing manage this area?"

During this period of time, Jiang Bing has been studying hard and has achieved remarkable results.

It has actually brought a lot of benefits to the company, and I have established good relationships with bosses in various fields, and I have enough contacts.

If Jiang Bing is allowed to manage this factory, Wang Ping believes that he will manage it in an orderly manner and achieve great results.

After hearing Wang Ping's words, Zhang Dongsheng shook his head.

Jiang Bing is also a talented person, but precisely because of this, Zhang Dongsheng will not trap him in such a small factory.

Not to mention some small toys, even international electronic products, Zhang Dongsheng still hopes to rely on Jiang Bing to sell them.

I heard that this guy now pesters John to practice English hard when he has nothing to do. It is obvious that he has already had this idea.

However, John was somewhat beyond Zhang Dongsheng's expectations. He originally wanted to arrange for him to be a translator.

But now John is very happy working in the human resources department and doesn't want to leave.

Several other people were mentioned, but Zhang Dongsheng rejected them one by one, and finally told Wang Ping his plan.

"Wang Ping, I plan to hand over the management of this factory to your brother. What do you think?"

Upon hearing Zhang Dongsheng's plan, Wang Ping was slightly startled, then shook his head repeatedly.

"Dongsheng, you also know who my brother is.

He is honest and can't speak, and he doesn't have any managerial talents.

It is already very reluctant to ask him to manage a production line. If he is really asked to manage a factory, I'm afraid he really won't be able to do it well.

not to mention……"

"What's more?" Seeing Wang Ping's hesitation in speaking, Zhang Dongsheng couldn't help but ask.

"What's more, everyone knows that he is my brother, if he is really allowed to be the director of the factory.

I wonder how many people will secretly shake their heads and say that we are nepotistic!"

Wang Ping’s words made Zhang Dongsheng amused!

"Hey, you can still use idioms, nepotism? Wang Ping, Wang Ping, what's wrong? You have been the director of the factory for a few days, are you drifting?

Your brother is honest and honest and doesn't know how to manage a factory. You did it back then? Weren't you carrying big bags for others at the dock?

Follow me, and sooner or later you will all make a difference. This is the promise I made to you.

Look, you are now in charge of such a huge company, Rising Sun. Who doesn’t know the name of your Factory Director Wang?

You can learn from it, Wang Xi is not an ignorant person.

What's more, I don't have you here, so with some help, it won't take long to bring him out."

Wang Ping couldn't refuse Zhang Dongsheng's words. On the way back, he was still thinking about this issue.

On the other side, Wang Xi was not living a comfortable life these days.

Originally, Sister Wang had two sons, and she, Wang Xi, was the eldest.

I took over my father's job at the Color Tube Company, so my father had no choice but to retire early.

It can be said that the whole family was counting on Wang Xi at that time. Although his life was not that rich, he was very comfortable.

Everyone looked at him, pointed at him and said, this Wang Xi is the eldest son of the old Wang family, a regular employee of a state-owned enterprise, and has a lot of potential!

In contrast, his younger brother Wang Ping is a negative example.

What everyone mentions is that I can’t learn well and have no skills. I dropped out of school and could only carry big bags at the dock.

But who would have thought that in just over a year, the situation would undergo such earth-shaking changes?

The younger brother who used to carry big bags at the dock suddenly became a big shot in the entire Jiang City, the director of the Rising Sun Factory!

Not to mention that Wang Ping was overjoyed, even the original leaders of the company would smile when they saw Wang Ping.

When people around him saw it, who wouldn’t give a thumbs up and praise Wang Ping for his future?

It was as if those words before were not what they said.

This contrast really made Wang Xi feel quite resentful.

Although I don’t blame my brother and father, I am always unhappy.

After quitting his job at the CPT company, Wang Xi went to Xurisheng to join Zhang Dongsheng.

My salary increased, and so did my status, and I became a production line director.

But he felt even more unhappy.

If he could have been the director of the CPT company before, he would have laughed in his dreams, but now, he always feels like there are countless people pointing fingers behind his back.

Everyone said that he relied on the fact that the factory director was his younger brother, blocking other people's way and occupying other people's positions.

Although he said that he was often suspicious, he still complained in his heart.

There is even a bit of resentment towards Zhang Dongsheng.

Everyone was among the first batch to follow him and sell toys on the street.

Why did Jiang Bing become the director of the sales department and Wang Ping became the factory director of Rising Sun?

Is it just him, Wang Xi, managing a small production line?

If there is no comparison, there will be no harm. If you don’t worry about scarcity, you will worry about inequality!

This time, rumors came from the factory again, saying that the factory director wanted to split the current factory area and move part of it to the old military factory.

Wang Xi felt that this might be his opportunity, so he didn't want to sit still and wanted to fight for it.

After Wang Ping got off work last night, he found his brother waiting for him here.

"Brother, do you have something to do with me?"

Because Wang Ping had been staring at the old military factory during this period, he simply bought a house there.

After all, they are so far apart and it is inconvenient to run back and forth. I have not been home for several days.

"Pingzi, I want to tell you something."

Seeing his brother like this, Wang Ping was also a little strange, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

"What's the matter? Just tell me if you have anything to do."

However, Wang Xi did not tell the story directly. Instead, he took Wang Ping to a stall on East Street and ordered a lot of food and two bottles of wine. The two brothers wanted to drink and chat.

This made Wang Ping feel a little unhappy.

We are brothers, born from the same mother's womb! If you have something to say, just tell me, if I can handle it, can I still help you?

Is it necessary to use these social routines?

Although he felt a little unhappy, he didn't show it. He sat at the food stall, ate two fried dumplings, and drank two ounces of wine before Wang Xi finally spoke up.

"Pingzi, brother, I have taken care of you since you were little, right?"

Wang Ping really couldn't accept these words, and he was indeed very kind to himself.

Anyway, in Wang Ping's memory, he never wore new clothes, all he wore were Wang Xi's leftovers.

I remember when I was a child, his father gave two people a total of ten cents a day for lunch. Wang Xi gave Wang Ping three cents because he was still young and had little to eat...

He even told him that when you catch up with me, we can split the money equally.

At that time, Xiao Wangping foolishly believed it, but it was not until later that he discovered that when he was one year older, his brother seemed to be older too.
Chapter completed!