Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 457 - 457 452 Dont Blame Them for Being Unrighteous

Chapter 457: Chapter 452: Don’t Blame Them for Being Unrighteous Chapter 457: Chapter 452: Don’t Blame Them for Being Unrighteous Although he said that, Jiang Yan actually didn’t pin his hopes on He Gong. It would be good if he showed up, but Jiang Yan could manage regardless.

Since the electronic factory showed no kindness, they shouldn’t blame the duo for not being righteous in return.

The two returned to the small office on the second floor and carefully discussed several plans until nearly ten o’clock that evening.

The next day, Saturday, Jiang Yan had a comfortable sleep-in and got up at eight o’clock to wash up.

As he was getting dressed to go out, he turned his head to look at Liu Wenhui, who was still lying in bed, and asked, “Old Liu, are you interested in a part-time job?”

Liu Wenhui sat up with a start and asked, “Damn, Brother Yan, have you finally remembered me? Tell me, what part-time job?”

“You know I bought a shop front near the east gate of the school? It’s almost done being renovated…”

“I’m in!” Liu Wenhui, not waiting for Jiang Yan to finish, hastily asked, “Isn’t that for the internet café? When is it opening?”

Jiang Yan asked in surprise, “How do you know about the internet café there?”

Liu Wenhui chuckled, “I went to visit Xiaotie before the school term started; he told me about it.”

“Since you already know, that makes things easier. When you’re free, go give a hand, and just listen to Xiaotie about what needs to be done.”

Although they wouldn’t need to run to the electronic factory anymore, starting a new factory would keep them even busier. Jiang Yan certainly couldn’t look after the internet café, and Xiaojiang would definitely be too busy on his own, so Liu Wenhui, who was bored stiff, would be perfect for helping out.

As for the batch of gaming computers needed for the internet café, they certainly had enough inventory for that quantity, and even though they had fallen out with the electronic factory, the factory had to complete the outstanding order.

Jing Junyang had a good business sense. When he first applied for the ‘Feixue’ brand, he recruited a five-person sales team. Not just in Beijing, but the nearby cities of Kang City and Luyang were also stocked up. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have argued with Zhuang Shengkai over uncompleted orders; several models had already sold out and urgently needed restocking.

As Jiang Yan walked downstairs, his phone rang continuously. He didn’t pick up the first time; after the call ended, and it rang a second time, he then pressed the answer button while walking along the tree-lined path, “Manager Zhao, what’s up?”

The caller was the manager of the sales department at the electronic factory, oh no, it should now be said that he was the domestic sales manager. Because after Zhuang Shengkai returned, he established a new export department and gave himself a new position, sales department director.

Which means, now the sales department includes both the export and domestic sales departments, the director is Zhuang Shengkai, the domestic sales manager is Manager Zhao, and as for the manager of the export department, Zhuang Shengkai hired a pretty young lady who had just graduated a year ago, with no one under her but a mere manager without staff.

However, that’s not the point; the point is that Manager Zhao, who used to be the boss of the sales department, suddenly found himself underneath a director and was now second in command.

Whether Manager Zhao cursed or not was unknown, but he was certainly unhappy about it.

“Xiaojiang, why didn’t you come over today, Saturday?”

“There’s nothing for me to do there, why would I go over?” Jiang Yan said with a smile, “Manager Zhao, don’t tell me you don’t know that your factory has stopped our ‘Feixue’ orders.”

“No, no, we didn’t stop. At the 7:30 A.M. production meeting, we discussed it; we’ll start working on your order today.”

Jiang Yan replied cheerfully, “It’s too late now, huh? This batch of goods was supposed to be delivered on August 20th. Now it’s already September, and you’re just starting? Whether you can finish all by the end of the month is still in question. Do you know how big our losses are from our stores being sold out?”

“Yes, yes, yes, that’s definitely our fault. Rest assured, starting today the factory will work overtime to get it done, definitely within half a month. So, Xiaojiang, can you come over? Let’s get the contract for HI10’s keyboard and mouse signed.”

Why was Manager Zhao so eager to get hold of Jiang Yan?

Because when they arrived at the factory this morning, they found that apart from Chen Huan, who had previously been stationed there, there were two strangers in the Feixue office, and moreover, they were lawyers!

The keyboard and mouse of the HI10 were developed by Jiang Yan, with Jing Junyang assisting him in applying for the patent. Originally, the electronics factory had agreed to also use them for their branded desktop computers, and Jiang Yan had consented to this. They had already manufactured a large batch, some of which had been shipped out, while the rest was about to be shipped from the warehouse.

Then, Manager Zhao suddenly received a notification letter from a lawyer.

The use of the HI10 keyboard and mouse was prohibited!

It was only at this point that Manager Zhao realized that Jiang Yan’s earlier agreement had been verbal; no contract had been signed.

Given how smoothly the two parties had previously cooperated, and that this young fellow Jiang Yan seemed reliable, they had not rushed to finalize that procedure. After all, they had done business like this in the past, and Jiang Yan had even helped them improve their old products, dealing with a batch of unsalable stock.

Back then, he hadn’t asked for any compensation.

But suddenly, who would have thought he’d have his lawyer notify them to stop using all the products covered by his patent?

“Manager Zhao, your factory and we have already fallen out. Do you think there’s still a need to sign this contract?”

Is there a need? Of course, there’s a need! We’ve produced so much; if you don’t sign, how can I sell it?

Are you waiting for your lawyer to fine me?

Manager Zhao was inwardly cursing, but he wasn’t cursing Jiang Yan; he was cursing Zhuang Shengkai.

A bastard masquerading as one thing and selling another, strutting around as soon as he comes back, truly believes he is Mr. Zhuang’s own son, doesn’t he?

But what could be done? It was clear that Mr. Zhuang treated him as if he were his own son, wanting to groom him as the successor.

Manager Zhao said helplessly, “Xiaojiang, I’m currently sitting on a lot of stock. Please, make some concessions…”

Jiang Yan quite liked Manager Zhao, a person who did his utmost to fulfill his duties as an employee.

“Manager Zhao, I must remind you, those aren’t goods you’re sitting on; those are the factory’s goods. And to be honest with you, I definitely won’t sign this contract. The keyboard and mouse? You can’t sell them. This matter is no longer within your ability to resolve. Drop it with whoever is your boss.”

Didn’t they add a sales director?

Then throw the problem to the higher-ups, and let them figure it out.

Manager Zhao had been used to being the head of the sales department and hadn’t anticipated this situation, or rather, he had, but had no intention of approaching him about it.

If the matter had arisen because of him, seeing him resolve it would be a miracle.

But he understood what Jiang Yan meant; their actions were aimed at countering Zhuang Shengkai, so whether he wanted to approach him or not, he had to.

After hanging up the phone, Manager Zhao cursed under his breath, stood up, and went to Zhuang Shengkai’s office, but he wasn’t there.

Monday to Friday were fine, as he would arrive at the factory punctually at 8:30 AM (though the actual factory work hours started at eight). But on Saturdays, which were regular workdays for the factory, he treated them as the weekend. He might stop by for a look around midday, but if he didn’t feel like coming, he wouldn’t show up at all.

Having no choice, Manager Zhao turned around to seek out Mr. Zhuang.

However, he did not expect Mr. Zhuang to lambast him after listening, scolding him for his lack of precision in his work, his lack of legal awareness, and asking why he didn’t get the contract signed before starting the production order.

Now that it had come to this, what should be done?