Chapter 39: Open a Loophole

The decision made during the meeting was originally for the machinery factory to lend Wang Ye sixty thousand yuan to complete this reform.

After all, even if Wang Ye had some money, he definitely wouldn't have sixty thousand yuan. In today's era, even being a ten-thousand-yuan household was rare, let alone a sixty-thousand-yuan one. And Wang Ye, as a recent college graduate, was even less likely.

The purpose was just to put some pressure on Wang Ye, not to give the collective enterprise to him for free.

Moreover, as for the collective enterprise of the machinery factory, apart from the people, there was nothing else, because the machinery factory was all military equipment. Naturally, it was impossible to distribute to the collective enterprise, let alone worth a hundred thousand.

If it ultimately failed, whether it was the sixty-thousand-yuan loan or the hundred-thousand-yuan loan, it was all from the machinery factory, and the materials followed the process of the Industrial Bureau. In fact, apart from the machinery factory losing some money, there would be no other adverse effects.

Ultimately, although the leaders admired Wang Ye's demeanor, they did not have confidence that he would succeed.

It was precisely because of this.

Director Li never expected that Wang Ye would say such a thing!

He guessed that Wang Ye might protest the Industrial Bureau's valuation of the collective enterprise, then persuade him, and finally reluctantly accept this exorbitant sixty-thousand-yuan loan. But he didn't expect Wang Ye to come up with such a move!

One was a debt and the other a loan, although Wang Ye didn't spend a penny, the difference between the two was huge.

Suppose the collective enterprise didn't take off and eventually closed down. According to Wang Ye's words, Wang Ye would actually only be responsible for the interest on the sixty-thousand-yuan loan. But if Wang Ye borrowed sixty thousand yuan from the machinery factory and it went bankrupt, he would instantly owe sixty thousand yuan!

And the reason Wang Ye said this.

On the one hand, of course, was because he really had no money. On the other hand, he also wanted to give Director Li a wake-up call.

Because in the next few years, in the collective ownership reform of state-owned enterprises, similar means of profiteering were not uncommon, and the worst part was not the loss of state-owned assets, but if the contracted factory collapsed, it would leave behind a pile of bad debts for the local government!

It was even less cost-effective than simply not reforming and directly going through bankruptcy liquidation auctions!

"How about it, Director Li? Is it okay?"

Later, Wang Ye looked at Director Li with a smile and asked.

"Are you dreaming? Just write an IOU to the machinery factory for sixty thousand yuan, and the collective enterprise is yours!"

"Let's sign the contract!"

Director Li scolded without good temper, took out a set of documents from his briefcase, corresponding to the Industrial Bureau, the machinery factory, and Wang Ye.

Wang Ye had no objection to this. After all, no matter which way, it was all free for him. But after reminding Director Li, those other conspirators would not be able to take advantage of the situation, as they wouldn't enjoy the same treatment as him!

"Work hard. If you fail, you'll spend the rest of your life paying off the loan!"

"By then, you might even have trouble finding a wife."

Finally, before leaving in the car, Director Li couldn't help but tease, while Wang Ye didn't mind at all, smiling and retorting:

"Even if I don't receive a salary, the machinery factory can't starve their director to death!"

Hearing Wang Ye say this, without hearing what Director Li said in response, the Jeep 212 had already driven away.

Watching Director Li leave without even having lunch, Wang Ye looked at his wristwatch. It was already eleven o'clock in the morning. After a moment of thought, he said to the old factory director next to him:

"Let's have lunch first. After lunch, I'll take a few young people to the county town to withdraw money!"

As soon as Wang Ye said this, the six giants of the machinery factory became excited. After all, although they said they earned four hundred thousand US dollars, the money hadn't been deposited into the machinery factory's account, and they couldn't even see the real money. They felt uneasy!

"Yes, let's have lunch quickly and then go withdraw the money in the afternoon!"

The most enthusiastic one was the chief financial officer. It could be imagined how painful he had been over the years on money issues!

Less than half an hour later, lunch was over.

Originally, Wang Ye planned to take two young people with him and drive a Jeep 212, but the old factory director was worried. After all, the machinery factory was planning to invest one million three hundred thousand yuan in various follow-up work.

So, one thing led to another, and the Jeep 212 turned into a Liberation-brand truck, with ten young people sitting in the cab, each one strong and fit, and even secretly bringing two shotguns used in winter to hunt rabbits.

After all, China's gun control regulations were not as strict as in the future, and even in the countryside, there were still homemade guns, let alone the fact that the machinery factory used to be a military factory. Now, there were quite a few scrap parts hidden away in the warehouse, so it was no problem to make a few things. Equipping two platoons was not a problem at all.

At twelve o'clock noon.

"Let's go!"

With Wang Ye's shout, amidst the gaze of everyone in the machinery factory, the big truck roared off.

At two o'clock in the afternoon.

Just as Wang Ye was busy loading the money with a group of young people.

Beijing, Huqing University, Office of the Dean of Mechanical Engineering.

Accompanied by a ringing phone, Dean Sun Canghai, who was originally reading a document with his head down, picked up the phone without raising his head and answered, "Hello? Who is it? I'm Sun Canghai."

When the person on the other end reported his name, Sun Canghai put down the document in his hand, and a smile appeared on his face as he said, "Oh? Lao Zhou! How come you have time to call me? I haven't asked you to settle accounts yet, but you're calling me first?"

When Sun Canghai said this, the person on the other end of the phone laughed and said, "Lao Sun, I didn't misjudge this student of yours. He's really extraordinary."

"It's only been a few days, and he has revitalized the Red Star Machinery Factory, creating four hundred thousand US dollars in foreign exchange. Can you believe it?"

Immediately, Sun Canghai's expression went from surprised to stunned, and then to shocked. Finally, it turned into a dumbfounded expression, with a hint of fear and worry!

"I say, Lao Zhou, this... this kid is too bold and reckless, right? Is he okay?"

In the end, Sun Canghai hesitated and asked, and the person on the other end of the phone laughed and said, "What could happen? What could happen to selling a gas cylinder?"

"Besides, I heard that the senior Tangfang is very satisfied!"

Hearing this, Sun Canghai finally relaxed, and then hesitantly asked, "So, Lao Zhou, what do you mean?"

"You don't want to sell off all the third-tier factories in the country, do you?"

Regarding Sun Canghai's statement, the person on the other end of the phone denied with a smile:

"Of course not, after all, one is doing it alone, and two hundred are doing it together, that's completely different."

"We're planning to observe again. Maybe we'll give him a chance to see what other surprises this kid can bring. But, you can't secretly tell him these things. I'm just calling you to tell you not to worry about your precious student."

"He's fine! Living the high life!"

After a few more pleasantries, the two hung up the phone, and Sun Canghai breathed a long sigh of relief, his face showing a hopeful expression.