A Promising Youth

Chapter 27 Hunger Marketing

Although Clara didn't believe my words at all, when things came to this point, there was nothing else

she could do.

In a short time Zach came over. He was plain and modest. He stood in front of Clara's desk and asked.

“Miss Clara, what is it?”

Clara turned her head to look at me. I poured a glass of water, handed it to Zach and said.

“In a few years, you should be retired, right? Is there a pension? What are your plans for the future

when you leave the factory?”

Zach took the water and said with a scratch of his head.

“I don’t have pension. I was farmers before, and thanks to Miss Scarlett, I became a worker. I don't

have any other expectations, as long as I can pay for my daughter to finish college. After I retire from

work, I'll go pick up rags to sell for money.”

“Zach ......”

Hearing this, Clara said sourly.

“If... if the plant is doing well, I'd really like to ......”

“Hey! Miss Clara, I know you are as good as Miss Scarlett. Don’t worry. If I can’ work, I will take the

initiative to resign and never drag our factory.”

I took a deep breath and said.

“Zach, don't be so pessimistic. We asked you over in the purpose of letting you have something to rely

when you are old, and our factory must take this responsibility!”

Hearing this, Zach suddenly looked at me in surprise. Pinching my arm, Clara was so angry that her

body was trembling. Now the survival of the factory was a problem. We could not afford pension to

workers.

I fought through the pain in my arm and added.

“Zach, you know the valuation of the factory. With the ‘General Grey’, it is now up to 70 million, so we

want to take some of the equity and transfer it to the workers to hold the shares at the original 10

million.”

“That means if I put 10,000 into it, I'll get 70,000, is that right?”

Zach said excitedly at once.

“Yes. And in the future, as long as the factory is profitable, you can get dividends every year, pension

will not be a problem. If it is developed well, you can buy cars and houses for your children.” I said

seriously.

“But --”

Zach's bright eyes instantly dimmed, “All the workers are not optimistic about our factory now, it's hard

to get them to invest money in it!

What's more, they don't have money. It's not easy to cooperate.”

I shook my head with a smile and said.

“Zach, later you find some fast-talking and gossiping workers, quietly reveal this news to them, and be

sure to instruct them that the equity is limited to only 10 people. After tonight, the company will never

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“Ok, I'll give it a try. After all it's a good thing, I thank the company for the workers!”

After saying that, Zach turned his head and left.

Clara then breathed a long sigh of relief and stifled a laugh, “You want the workers to buy the equity of

my relative, right?!”

I nodded, but then she was confused.

“Why it is limited to only 10 people? With 2 million in equity, each worker must take at least 200,000.

How can they have that much money? Matteo, sometimes your brain is quite good, but you are lack of

social experience. The workers don't have that much money, and if they do, they won't take 200,000, to

buy the equity.”

“Sis, don't jump to conclusions now. You’ll know my intentions before the end of the day.”

When I finished, I sat down on the stool, thought for a moment and asked.

“By the way, who is the second shareholder of the company?

Why haven't I seen him?

“He is to find a helper.”

Clara said with a cold face at once.

“Good. I didn't expect the second shareholder put his heart into the company's development.”

“He's looking for help to deal with me. Except for Carrie, the second shareholder wants the factory too.”

Clara pursed her lips, with her eyes full of aggression.

I'd heard from investors that our company had a lot of infighting, but I never thought that it would be so

serious that it would go after Clara!

If we didn't get rid of these people, it will be difficult for the company to develop greatly, so I had to help

Clara to get rid of every enemy and make the company completely alive.

I took a general look at the company this afternoon and came to the conclusion that

“Get rid of the relatives and defeat the secondary shareholders so that outside financing can come in,

otherwise, no amount of bullshit will help.”

At the end of the shift, as soon as Clara and I left the office building, hundreds of workers, whooping

and hollering, instantly surrounded us!

“What for? What are you doing here instead of going to work?!”

Clara was so scared then that she just screamed.

“Miss Clara, we're not convinced! Why do you only tell Zach about good things? We have worked here

for a long time too. Aren't you giving everyone a chill by doing this?!”

A red-necked bearded man growled.

As Clara was about to speak, I hurriedly stepped in front of her and said.

“What's that supposed to mean? Speak clearly.”

The bearded man glared and said.

“Why the company's stock is only given to Zach and a few people? Can you hide it from everyone?”

I smiled weakly, the plan worked!

If I had directly asked Zach to tell all employees that they could participate in the stock, I believed

absolutely no one wanted to spend money!

Because the company was now having problems to pay salaries and its reputation was deteriorating,

the workers had lost confidence in the company.

So I told Zach specifically to find gossipy, fast-talking workers to mention the stock!

It was through these people that a rapid dissemination of information could take place within the

employee community.

This was human nature being. It must be bad to give something for free, but it was good to fight for it!

That was why I only let 10 employees in. From a sales point of view, it was called “hunger marketing”.

“We don't care! If you don't give everyone an explanation today, we'll resign en masse!”

The bearded man yelled.

Putting away my smile, I immediately said with a straight face.

“The company currently only has 20% of shares. It's not that we don't want you to take part in, but there

are limited spots, so....”

Hearing me say that, Clara immediately pulled me to the side and gave me an indignant glare, saying,

“Matteo, are you the boss, or am I the boss?! These workers had worked for the factory for years, they

are the credit of the company!

I shouldn't have listened to you before, and as the boss, I have to treat them equally!”

She gave me a particularly serious lecture and then turned her head to the crowd and said.

“But the equity is limited, so for now, we can only let workers who have been in the factory for more

than three years into the shares. As for those who can't join this time, we will subsequently issue

additional shares. Those who perform well can still have chance. Are you satisfied with this answer?”

“And what would be the share of each person's money for the entry?”

The bearded man asked.

“The number of employees with more than 3 years of service is about 200 people. The share price was

still the same, so it is 10,000 each!”

After Clara finished, she immediately turned her head and looked at me with admiration. There will be 2

million to buy the relatives' shares.

What was more, workers holding shares would work harder!

After all, the more efficient the factory was, the more their share of the profits would be. They were

working for themselves.

I had a feeling that if we get rid of the second shareholder, this factory would come to life for good!