Chapter 382 I feel relieved now

Cheng Hui made too much money this time, so it's inevitable that some people would be jealous and want to deduct some of the money.

This is not a easy matter to handle.

If she opened this loophole, she would be like a workhorse making money for others. She would do all the work, working herself to death, but eating grass.

In the 1980s and 1990s, so many thriving companies suddenly went bankrupt, many of them due to this reason.

The product was good and sold well, but in the end I didn’t get any money and my capital chain was broken.

People who want money don’t care about your capital chain. In their eyes, those are just excuses.

But it is obviously not realistic to keep the offer and not give a penny... There are always some people who cannot be refused. This is the reality.

What to do, I still need to think about it...

Seeing that the time was almost up, Cheng Hui went back to the booth to perform.

She had a sullen face and was sullen, and she didn't have a good expression towards any merchant who came to sign the order, just like the salesperson in the supply and marketing cooperative nowadays.

But he didn't go too far, he just looked unhappy, but he didn't hit or scold the customer...

As soon as the door opened, a group of people ran towards Cheng Hui's booth again. Everyone was familiar with the place.

I buy bowls today, an oven tomorrow, and a table the day after tomorrow. I’m really good at it.

It’s just that the person rushing to the front today is a little special.

All of them are Asian faces, wearing suits and wearing Japanese hairstyles.

There were hundreds of people, filling up the entire rest area.

This is not her help!

She doesn't have that many children.

Although the group of people crowded in front, they were very quiet. Only the leader spoke:

"MS Cheng, we're here to buy furniture! Not just kitchen cabinets, we want tables, chairs, and benches! There's no limit on the quantity, right?"

This is another "loophole". Yesterday, Cheng Hui only limited the number of kitchen cabinets to 1,000 per person, but she had previously "forced" people to buy several types of tables, chairs and benches in the negotiation area.

There are only a few million "small orders" in total, and there are not many real merchants placing large orders.

Cheng Hui looked at the person who was talking. He was an acquaintance, one of the people who had had dinner with her yesterday and sold coffins.

"Mr. Hisata, are you also going to start a cabinet business?" Cheng Hui said in English.

In fact, she can speak Japanese too.

But don't reveal too much now.

Apart from English, she only pretended to know a few words, and kept several foreign language dictionaries at hand.

She had planned to meet a businessman who spoke a minority language and talked to her, so she pretended to look up words in a dictionary.

As a result, merchants speaking minority languages ​​have not been given a chance to speak these days!

Everyone either volunteered, was deceived, or was forced. They just signed the form without saying anything.

Jiutian smiled and said, "I am not in the kitchen cabinet business. I am signing orders for my friends who are in the kitchen cabinet business in our country. After all, you only sell 1,000 orders each, which is too few. Our country has a population of more than 100 million and needs a lot of furniture. How can 1,000 be enough?"

He pointed to the people behind him and said, "These are my friends who are signing the orders for the furniture merchants."

"So many." Cheng Hui praised him, "You are so united. If one person needs help, everyone will help."

The person on the other side who understood was instantly very proud.

Cheng Hui reluctantly took out a kitchen cabinet order, signed her name carefully, and handed it to Jiutian: "We are good neighbors now, please sign less, otherwise I really can't handle it."

"Okay, okay!" Jiutian agreed readily, handed the order to the person next to him to sign, and urged Cheng Hui: "Go on, sign more. There are so many of us, everyone has to help. Don't worry, not everyone will sign 1,000!"

Cheng Hui breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I feel relieved."

She moved quickly and wrote the name in a very beautiful and flamboyant style.

Jiutian praised him and said, "There are also orders for tables, chairs and benches. Please sign some. Our furniture dealers also need them. There is no limit on the quantity, right?"

Cheng Hui signed with her head down, saying casually, "That is also limited, 50,000 per person, I'm afraid someone will mess up, if I sign 1 billion, I won't be able to finish it even if I die of exhaustion."

Jiutian paused, then laughed, "How could there be such a person? Even 1 billion yuan, he can't afford the deposit."

50,000 per person, well, that’s almost enough!

Cheng Hui nodded her head and casually took out the order form for tables, chairs and benches next to her, signed it, and handed it to Jiutian.

Originally, the contracts of the Canton Fair were unified, but the items sold were different, so the merchants filled in the contracts themselves.

However, in order to make it easier for Cheng Hui to cheat people, no, to sell goods, the organizing committee tailored several contracts for her in the past few days according to Cheng Hui's request.

The general direction remains unchanged, but what is being sold has already been written, as has the unit price, leaving no room for bargaining.

They had no time to bargain.

All that’s left is the signature, quantity and a check mark on the specific style.

Convenient for you and me.

Jiutian looked at the contract carefully and found nothing wrong with it.

He handed the contract to the person next to him, who immediately wrote down 50,000 in the quantity and randomly selected a style.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

But he did not return the contract belonging to Cheng Hui to her.

They did not return the kitchen cabinet orders they had signed previously, but had someone collect them and wait to return them all at once.

To prevent Cheng Hui from discovering the trick.

Cheng Hui seemed to be dizzy from signing. She didn't care about anything else and just signed without raising her head or opening her eyes.

Sometimes he signed for the kitchen cabinets, and sometimes, at Hisata's reminder, he signed for a bunch of tables, chairs and benches and handed them to him.

Jiang Ming was not at the counter, he was outside watching the fun.

But when he saw the dense crowds of Japanese people in front of the booth quietly signing the orders and not leaving after signing, he smelled something bad.

"What are they doing? Let's go in and take a look!" he said.

The secretary said, "We sent people in a long time ago, but they couldn't squeeze in at all. These people were blocking us and wouldn't let us pass."

The merchant behind him also became anxious and shouted, "What are you doing? Why are you standing there?"

"We are signing the contract and haven't finished yet." Someone turned around and shouted.

"Why are you so slow! Sign one and leave one at a time!"

"Don't sign all the orders, leave some for us!"

"Don't worry, we have a lot of people, but each person only signs a small number of signatures." Hisata turned around and shouted.

Cheng Hui looked up and smiled at him, a rare smile: "I feel relieved now, but you should sign both of them, and then go to other booths to have a look."

Hisata smiled at her: "Okay."

Sure enough, the crowd moved, and those who had signed both contracts left.

After more than an hour, all the talents in Jiutian dispersed.

Cheng Hui had an idea in mind, and she could tell by looking at the contracts next to her. There were only a few left in each stack of 1,000 contracts.

There were more than 800 of them.

Not too many, because according to statistics in the past two years, there were more than 2,000 island businessmen who came to participate in the Canton Fair, and this year there should be more.

It was only 800, and she felt a little regretful.

You are not very united, come on if you have the ability!

"This is the contract." Jiutian and another coffin merchant held two contracts and placed them on Cheng Hui's counter.

Cheng Hui rubbed her wrist and said, "Thank you guys for helping me sort it out."

She glanced at the top two contracts, one for a table, with only 100 signed, and one for a cabinet, also for 100.

She smiled slightly: "You are really good people."

Jiutian finally felt a little embarrassed and walked away quickly with his companions.

But he didn't walk far. He just left the queue area and stood aside to watch Cheng Hui continue signing the order.

The more they sign, the greater their hope of making money without doing anything.

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether you make money or not. What is a good thing is to make the other party not only lose foreign exchange but also lose foreign exchange.

Jiang Ming finally squeezed to the counter and was about to flip through the two piles of contracts.

Cheng Hui immediately whispered, "Don't move."