At the train station, the station staff kept shouting.

"Passengers, please note that the seven o'clock train to San Francisco will leave from platform twelve."

The station attendant holding a tin tube in his hand kept repeating this sentence.

At this time, a tall man in his fifties wearing a black woolen coat raised his eyes and glanced around the waiting room of the train station. His sharp and angular face had a look of searching for someone. The train.

The station was very crowded, and people from all directions passed by him, rushing towards the various exits of the station, and going their separate ways. The high-rise halls of the station building echoed with the sounds of people talking and shouting.

Today is the weekend, and it has just snowed. The air is fresh and cold, so everyone is in a hurry.

After passing through the entrance of the station, Taylor walked down the ramp and onto the long concrete platform. He counted along the trains: four, five, six, seven; the car on the left was the one on the left hand side of the open door of the seventh car.

Under the window, there is a small blue circle printed with a perforated template. This is a sign that the equipment in this carriage is more sophisticated than that in the first-class carriage - the area of ​​each compartment is increased, and the equipment inside can be fully

Used for some kind of traveling meeting, this is a high-end luxury box of the Pacific Railway.

"This is it!"

Taylor entered the car and walked along the closed aisles. When he reached the fifth door, he knocked twice on the door.

"Is that Mr. Taylor?"

A man's voice sounded from inside the room.

Taylor was stunned at first, and then he smiled again. Didn't he come here just to give something to Mu Xiangyue?

I deliberately called the train station in the early hours of the morning. Through the station attendant, I found Mu Xiangyue and told him that if he wanted to return to China, I had a gift for him, a copy of "Principles of Scientific Management"

notes.

Of course he expressed his gratitude, but due to time constraints, he was already at the station and could not pick it up in person, so he volunteered to come to the train station in person, firstly to see him off, and secondly, to send notes, and of course the most important thing.

The important thing is that Taylor wants to meet the mysterious investor here.

The chain on the door rang twice, followed by the sound of the latch being pulled. The door opened, but the person who appeared was not Mu Xiangyue, but a younger Oriental child.

"You must be Mr. Taylor! Please come in, the young master has been waiting for you!"

Taylor walked into the box with some surprise. He saw a young oriental sitting next to the sofa next to the car window. He could even be said to look like an oriental child. Maybe it was an illusion. Taylor even felt that there was a smile on his face.

A childlike smile, handsome appearance and such a smile make him look very friendly.

Is he the investor? So young?

After Taylor entered the box, Li Zicheng, who had already stood up, looked at Taylor, the founder of modern enterprise management, with a smile. He was sixty-seven or eight years old, short, chubby, and completely bald. His face was quite kind.

, lovely. His thick-colored eyes are so big that they exceed the lenses of his metal-rimmed glasses. There is, well, expectation and doubt in these eyes!

"I hope I haven't disturbed you, sir!"

Taylor looked at the Chinese man with some confusion and turned his attention to his clothes. Only then did Taylor believe that he was in the right place. Although he looked very young, his identity could be seen just from the clothes on his body.

Mr. Mu was wearing nothing more than a $5 piece of clothing, the kind of formal clothing worn by workers in worship in Bethlehem.

But the clothes this gentleman wears are worth a lot of custom-made clothes. Just his clothes and shoes may cost thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars. He is a rich man!

He said hello to Taylor with a smile.

"How could that be? Please take a seat, Mr. Taylor."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Zicheng continued.

"Excuse me. Mu, I just have something to do, so I'm not here!"

"oh."

With a slight response, Taylor took a look at this well-equipped cubicle.

There is a table inside and a sofa to sit on, but there is no bed. The compartments are separated by paneled walls. There are two layers of black and red velvet curtains on the windows, which weakens the clutter of passers-by outside the car.

Sound. There is a lamp with a tassel shade on the table.

"Mr. Taylor, I only have three questions!"

With a smile on his face, Li Zicheng said something after Taylor sat down.

Three questions. Taylor, who had just sat down, was stunned. Is he asking himself three questions?

"Mr. Taylor, you are an authority on economic management. I have only one question to ask. Now that China is about to achieve a republican revolution, in your opinion, what kind of industries should China invest in if it wants to become rich and strong?"

Faced with this problem, Taylor frowned and pondered this issue that he had never considered. After pondering for a long time, he spoke.

"If we look at capital returns, Chinese entrepreneurs are more willing to invest in labor-intensive textile mills and flour mills. On the one hand, China imports a large amount of cotton every year, and the market needs this type of factory. On the other hand, it is restricted

In terms of capital, like Mr. Mu, investing in a cotton spinning factory is undoubtedly the most suitable from an investment perspective, a return perspective, or a technology perspective!"

When Taylor said these words, Li Zicheng nodded. This is exactly the route chosen by most capitalists in history. Cotton spinning factories have low investment, quick returns, low technical requirements, and there is still huge market demand in China.

, is an investment that is most suitable for China’s industrial development.

"but……"

Looking at the young man in front of him, Taylor smiled slightly, with confidence in his smile. Now he believed at least one thing, this young man knew about himself, and even these three questions had other meanings.

"If you consider wealth and strength, I think for the Chinese, you value "strength" more than wealth. For any country to pursue the road to becoming a strong country, it must invest in capital-intensive heavy industry, but

This is not realistic for China, at least for now. On the one hand, neither the government nor the private sector has sufficient funds, and the metallurgy and machinery industries are industries with high investment and long return cycles. On the other hand, this

Category I industries have high technical requirements..."

Taylor noticed that when he was talking, the young and wealthy gentleman nodded from time to time. He seemed to agree with his point of view. Deep down in his heart, Taylor began to believe his own speculation. He seemed to be conducting an interview.

.

Taylor's answer made Li Zicheng very satisfied. He had never had any experience in managing a company, and the person in front of him was an authoritative expert in this field. If he wanted to build a world-class factory, apart from those patents and drawings,

Perhaps hiring him as the company's management director would be the best choice.

"Mr. Taylor, have you accepted employment from other companies now?"

When he said this, Li Zicheng smiled and blinked, but Mu Xiangyue looked at the man next to him in surprise, he... he wanted to hire Taylor!

Sure enough, Taylor, who was originally a little uneasy, finally relaxed and said with a shrug.

"Almost the entire United States now views me as the culprit who squeezes out every last cent! And I haven't accepted an offer from any company for ten years."

"Mr. Taylor, I personally think that scientific management is undoubtedly a revolution for business management, but people are not aware of it yet. But what can be more convincing than facts to convince people to accept scientific management?"

fact?

Taylor frowned slightly. Scientific management is a factory management theory based on a series of long-term experiments. In his opinion, does scientific management have no factual basis?

Before Taylor could ask his question, Li Zicheng opened his mouth to explain.

"Mr. Taylor, please don't get me wrong. In my opinion, your experiment with Bethlehem Steel Company and any other enterprise is undoubtedly successful, but the fact I am talking about is a revolution from scratch.

What kind of results have the experiments achieved in these companies? In the end, people saw only Bethlehem. But what if I can provide you with a suitable stage? For example, a newly-built company has used it in every aspect from the beginning.

Scientific management is the basis of enterprise management. I think that a few years later, when people mention the success of this enterprise, they will naturally think of one thing, that is, scientific management caused its success, and in this enterprise, you can fully

Use your management talents to build it into the most productive enterprise in the world..."

As Li Zicheng narrated, Taylor fell into thinking. It was undeniable that he was really moved. A company is completely managed according to the scientific management method. If this company succeeds, the whole world will understand that this is scientific management.

Is there anything more convincing to others than this fact about the success of management?

"Can……"

After hesitating for a few seconds, Taylor's face showed some embarrassment.

"I have not interacted with any industrial companies for ten years. I only engage in unpaid management consulting, writing and speaking work to promote scientific management!"

Even though Taylor said this, he was already moved in his heart. If he hadn't been moved, would he have come here?

Li Zicheng looked like he didn't notice Taylor's hesitation, and then continued.

"Well, Mr. Taylor, I have one last question!"

Looking directly at Taylor, Li Zicheng, who had taken the initiative from beginning to end, uttered a sentence.
Chapter completed!