The lighters produced by the Flintstone Factory are only worth a few hundred thousand yuan, and they will be gone once they are sold. But if you can get the sales of the lighter factory at a price negotiated with them, it can become a long-term business.

Business will expand after the Chinese New Year.

He only had sunglasses left, and lighters were a good business, which he thought was worth doing.

"I can talk to Lao Liu about this, but I can't guarantee it," said Director Wang.

"Of course, you just need to help make the connection."

Business done,

They were both very happy.

After chatting for a while, Zhao Xiaohai suddenly said, "Director Wang, I have something I'd like to trouble you with. Is this okay with you?"

"What's up?"

"Does your factory have large trucks?"

"Yes, I have."

"This is what I mean. Can you help me transport goods to Jiangsu and Zhejiang every month? I'll pay for all the gas and toll expenses." Zhao Xiaohai said.

Director Wang was also a smart man and immediately understood what Zhao Xiaohai meant.

Let the public vehicle transport the goods,

This is not uncommon these days.

Otherwise, how could so many private goods be traded?

The ones that were actually investigated,

They are all those who have no connections and no relationships. Those who have connections are impossible to check.

"Is there any freight coming in over there?"

"These sunglasses were made by a rural cooperative. They had the technology but no market, so they found me. I plan to sell them on Dehua Street. Actually, there's not much profit, but it's not easy for farmers." Zhao Xiaohai said.

Zhao Xiaohai said, and took a pair of sunglasses from the bookshelf next to him and handed them to Director Wang. Director Wang took a look and said, "They look good. They are well made."

Director Wang nodded. "Such a beautiful design should not be difficult to sell."

Director Wang is gone.

Before leaving, he told Zhao Xiaohai that he would contact Zhao Xiaohai again after communicating with the lighter factory. Zhao Xiaohai would not go back until he sent him to the big archway on Dehua Street.

Li Qiang came over happily.

"Brother Hai, how is it?"

Her little eyes were full of hope.

Zhao Xiaohai patted Li Qiang on the shoulder and said, "OK, a large truck will come to pick up the goods every month."

Li Qiang jumped up with joy.

"Very good."

Zhao Xiaohai returned to the second floor and just took a sip of tea when he remembered something. In addition to calendars and sunglasses, he now has a lighter business. If he takes on the children's clothing business, there will not be enough space.

He remembered that when he was buying storefronts before, he had his eyes on two in total. The other one was opposite, only a few dozen meters away from his. It would be better to buy it and use it to run a new business.

Call Zhang Lei,

"Zhang Lei, you said last time that the shop across the street belongs to the subdistrict office, right?"

"Yes, the property rights belong to the subdistrict office."

“Has it been sold?”

"Probably not. No one uses it now anyway."

"Come on, follow me to the street office and we'll buy another house." Zhao Xiaohai immediately took Zhang Lei out.

It’s just 30,000 or 40,000 yuan. Zhao Xiaohai doesn’t care about this little money at all now.