Chapter 92
After a long while, Zhang Shouchong asked tentatively: "Deming, will this really work?"

"Of course, I don't doubt you!"

"In fact, I have opened a factory before, a soda factory, but it always lost money. I just sold it this year."

“Opening a factory is not an easy task!”

Cha Kuiyuan also raised a question: "Deming, if we open a factory, wouldn't that make us capitalists just like Tongrentang Lejia?"

"The market is currently investigating illegal and unscrupulous businesses, but Tong Ren Tang operates in compliance with the law. Not only was no problem found, but it was also singled out for praise;"

"The government is now treating us feudal remnants well, and will be even better to patriotic capitalists. This will really happen in the future."

"Give up your illusions and prepare for struggle!" Wang Deming said slowly and turned sideways to look at the stage.

With his elbows resting on the square table, his eyes seemed to casually sweep across the east wing opposite.

In the east wing, Le Huashi from Tong Ren Tang was surrounded by a group of people who were either princes or nobles, and they were flattering him like the moon surrounded by stars, with greasy faces.

"Second brother-in-law, third brother, how much do you know about Tong Ren Tang?"

Cha Kuiyuan and Zhang Shouchong looked at the back of Wang Deming's head, unable to figure out what Wang Deming meant. Isn't he just a medicine seller?
"The most worthy thing for us to explore about Tongrentang is not how good their medicine is?" Wang Deming heard their voices and was too lazy to test them. He directly gave the answer, "It's the management model of Tongrentang after its revival!"

"It is precisely because of this model that Tong Ren Tang has been able to develop over the years."

"It's related to the ancestral teachings they've been promoting, but it's also unrelated!"

The two were still confused. After looking at each other in confusion, Cha Kuiyuan asked, "Deming, please tell me in detail."

Wang Deming still had his back to them and said slowly: "The core of Tong Ren Tang's management is that all the people working there can participate in the profit sharing of the store, that is, the commission."

"Tong Ren Tang checks its accounts every night, calculates the profit earned that day, and deducts all expenses. It first takes 50% of the public account money from the Le family, keeps 30% for the purchase money, and the remaining 20% ​​is divided among all the people according to the proportion. It is commonly known as the 20:80 split."

“This is also the reason why everyone at Tong Ren Tang works so hard, even though their wages are so low, whether it’s the checker at the counter, the accountant, or the little Liben who works in the back.”

"This is also the reason why Tong Ren Tang's employees support Tong Ren Tang."

Zhang Shouchong understood but didn't seem to understand: "Deming, do you mean that we should also follow Tongrentang's example and give workers a share of the money?"

"No, we want to go further!"

Wang Deming turned around, stared at the two people opposite him with a sharp gaze, and said firmly: "Did Shouchun say anything about my background?"

"A poor man of good family background!"

"Militia platoon leader!"

“I will join the New Democratic Youth League immediately!”

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Wang Deming raised his index finger and said, "I am a proletarian, and so are workers. As members of the same class, I am planning to open a factory and contribute to socialism. How can I put all the money into my own pocket?"

"It's not just the income and security of the employees, but also the security of their families that must be taken care of."

“People’s hearts are formed little by little.”

Wang Deming's eyes were sharp, not missing any changes on the faces of the two people opposite him. He paused for a moment and said, "Although you are relatives, do you trust me? Do you want to board my ship? Do you want to change the status quo? It's all up to you to decide!"

Wang Deming leaned back against the official hat chair and said, "Of course, if you two can act as a middleman for our relationship, please help me buy the yard next door, No. 18, as a gift for me to marry Shouchun and as a guarantee for her future."

“That would be great”

"Dong, da, qiang, de!" The climax of the song was reached on the stage: "I bid farewell to the thousand-year-old Chang'an, and laughed triumphantly. Look at the half-regular carriage standing in line, this honor is not a trivial one. I was lucky to escape death, who would dare to move forward in such a situation! I staggered out of the front hall."

Wang Deming simply turned his face towards the stage and stopped looking at Cha Kuiyuan and Zhang Shouchong opposite him. His fingers tapped his thighs to the beat of the drums, seemingly concentrating on listening to the opera.

Cha Kuiyuan and Zhang Shouchong looked at Wang Deming's relaxed posture, then looked at each other and found that each other's forehead was sweating. They didn't know whether it was because the temperature of the charcoal basin in the room was too high or because they were stimulated by Wang Deming's sharp words.

The two of them took out their handkerchiefs at the same time and wiped the sweat from their foreheads. They turned their eyes to glance at Wang Deming and then turned back, and signaled to each other.

Zhang Shouchong was the first to stand up and bowed to Wang Deming, saying, "Deming, I have to excuse myself for a moment. People have urgent matters to deal with."

Cha Kuiyuan followed closely behind, "Deming, I'm going to go to the bathroom too, it's convenient."

"Listen to the opera first, and have some preserved fruits and steamed buns. We, the bannermen, may not be good at other things, but we are good at singing opera and having fun, and we are no worse than the professional actors."

Wang Deming turned around, showing his standard eight white teeth, "Please do as you please." Watching the two people walk out of the west wing side by side and go straight to the backyard instead of going to the east wing, Wang Deming raised the corners of his lips and revealed a smug smile.

I didn't expect that my golden finger could be used at a moment like this?
As soon as Cha Kuiyuan and Zhang Shouchong left the second courtyard of the grand theater, they slowed down their pace, breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and smiled bitterly at each other.

In the main hall of the third courtyard, after asking the servants to leave, Zhang Shouchong frowned and asked impatiently: "Second brother-in-law, tell me, how credible is what this young man said just now?"

"Don't judge a person by his appearance! Shou Chong." Cha Kuiyuan asked back, "Let's not talk about anything else, just the few pieces of news that they said, do we know?"

"And what about the management of Tong Ren Tang? Do we know about it?"

"We must not look down on others just because they are young."

"Although he hasn't finished speaking, ask yourself, if I asked you to buy a house with 1 yuan, would you buy it?"

Zhang Shouying, who happened to be keeping an eye on their movements, also stepped into the hall at this time. After hearing this, he asked in confusion: "Kuiyuan, what do you mean by 1 yuan to buy a house?"

The two then told Zhang Shouying everything about their conversation with Wang Deming.

After learning the whole story, Zhang Shouying raised her eyebrows and asked, "Among all the remaining bannermen, including those with mansions and houses, which family can be so generous as to buy a house as a token of love?"

"Neither of our two families can come up with so much cash at once!"

"What are you two still hesitating about?"

"Do we really have to listen to those irrelevant people and ask them to rely on Tong Ren Tang Lejia?"

"Wang Deming is right. The future situation will definitely be unfavorable to us! Otherwise, how could he consider so much for Shouchun? The capitalists are the exploiting class just like us. How can we be trusted?"

"But he also said he wanted to open a factory, so wouldn't that make him a capitalist?"

"Confused!"

"They said it very clearly, they are contributing to socialism!"

"If we follow him, we will be actively integrating into the working people! Actively transforming ourselves!"

"You two go to class every day, how come you haven't realized the essence yet?"

"Shou Chong, your second sister is right. We should make a decisive move now!"

".good!"

Cha Kuiyuan came into the west wing again, and with a relaxed look on his face, he clasped his hands and said, "De Ming, I'm sorry for the slight delay."

"You're welcome," Wang Deming pointed at the stage, "I'm really fascinated by what you're doing. The singing is so good."

"Who is singing on the stage now?"

"Oh, he's my third brother-in-law, so he's also my cousin," Zhang Shouchong glanced at his appearance and answered casually, "He's from Prince Qing's Mansion."

"Oh," Wang Deming said meaningfully, he is a descendant of the Manchu royal family.

Seeing this, Cha Kuiyuan started to complain directly: "Deming, to be honest, you really touched our hearts just now."

"We, the bannermen, are different from those outside who have fallen into extreme poverty. Because of the relationship with the Ministry of Internal Affairs, we are all related to the royal family of the former Qing Dynasty and intermarried with each other. My mother is the fifth princess of the Dingwang Mansion."

"My second aunt married the branch of the Su Wangfu that stayed in the capital; my fourth aunt married Zaixun, Xun Beile; and my fifth aunt married Zaitao, Tao Beile."

"Shou Chong's family is not much different. Both of my aunts married into the Qing Palace, and my third sister also married a descendant of the Qing Palace."

"It can be said that they are all feudal and rotten to the core."

"Sometimes we can't sleep well every night. Although our family is much worse now than when our grandfather was alive, we have fallen behind. Before, it would cost 6 or 7000 yuan to hold a church meeting."

"But we will die just because of this identity!"

"Before, we were reported and published in the newspapers, saying that we live a shameless and extravagant life. How can this be any better?"

"Deming, I won't hide it from you. Courtyard 18 was actually purchased by our family, but it was occupied by my cousin from Prince Ding's Mansion. Now I'm the one who makes the decision and will give it to you!"

"I don't want your money either!"

"But please show me the way!"

(End of this chapter)