There was a time when an interesting story was circulating in Shanghai's foreign trade circles.
Forcing Director Xiao Zhang of the Corps’ Guesthouse in Shanghai to submit is a rare happiness.
This guy is definitely not grateful for what he has.
I always have one or two things that foreign businessmen are interested in.
If you don't force him hard, he would rather give up a lot of money and break his neck.
This young man is really too old-fashioned.
In order to get the export order for 100,000 bottles of BS chili sauce, Section Chief Luo and his men almost put Zhang Hongcheng under house arrest in his office, preventing him from leaving.
If you don’t sign, you’ll be so bold!
Comrade, this is foreign exchange.
The steadfast and unyielding Zhang Hongcheng persisted for three days before being forced to sign on behalf of the Corps' soybean paste factory in Shanghai.
"The foreign businessman said this is the first batch. Xiao Zhang, don't look so sad. Everything will be fine!"
Chief Luo patted Zhang Hongcheng on the shoulder.
"Brother, I will definitely take responsibility. I guarantee that if anything goes wrong, you won't be held responsible."
Zhang Hongcheng was stunned for a moment. The first half of the sentence sounded a bit ambiguous...
"But, Luo Ge, this sauce is really troublesome to make. I can only ask the factory over there to make it as quickly as possible."
Chief Luo nodded.
Can it be less troublesome?
A bottle costs me two dollars!
If you say it is simple and easy to produce, I still wouldn't dare to accept it.
Chief Luo left with his men.
Zhang Hongcheng immediately called Luo Qin over to calculate the profits.
"The chili sauce factory's cost per bottle is three cents, and we're giving five cents," Luo Qin calculated quickly. "The oil press factory's cost per bottle is 12 cents, so we can give 20 cents. The fermented black bean factory's cost is 15 cents, and you said we'd give three cents. Well, fine, you're the director, so you have the final say."
"The cannery has the highest costs, mainly heating the oil, mixing, and filling, plus the glass jars and lids, which cost 23 cents. The purchase price is 30 cents."
"Add the shipping costs between factories, and, oh, the outer packaging. Each box is 1 cent, and the label paper is free. So, the cost of one bottle is 81 cents."
"The purchase price given by Changyi Foreign Trade is two yuan, hehehe."
This time, Luo Qin finally experienced Zhang Hongcheng's ability to make money firsthand.
So strong!
He combined a few small things and made a profit of up to 146.9%!
You have to know that they didn't spend any capital at all. The raw materials were all the backlogs of these factories, and they were willing to use them to start production as long as they were willing to make a plan.
Excluding the money given to the Corps Headquarters, the guesthouse made a little over 20,000 yuan from the first batch of 100,000 bottles of chili sauce!
"Boy, that's good, really good!"
Zhang Hongcheng didn't expect that the person who called to praise him was not Minister Li, but the second-in-command of the Corps, Political Commissar Lu.
Isn't it just a profit of 100,000 yuan...
Secretly proud of oneself.
"Leader, please stop praising me. I still feel insecure."
"You're such a coward! Don't worry, only four or five people in the Corps know about this. You just need to take care of those people in Shanghai."
"Are there any problems with production?"
"Political Commissar, I think our guesthouse needs to hire a few more temporary workers, otherwise we won't have enough people to do the transportation work."
"You don't need to mention this. We've already discussed it and will increase the quota for temporary workers for your guesthouse by ten."
"Remember to keep it up. By the end of the year, you can recommend two more people and we'll consider their permanent positions."
"Then I would like to thank all the leaders on behalf of the employees!"
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Qucheng Hongjiang Chili Sauce Factory.
The phone in Director Lu's hand fell onto the table with a thud.
"How much?"
"Fifty thousand pounds!"
Director Lu's somewhat uncontrolled tone caused a commotion outside the office.
"Fifty thousand pounds? Why would such a large plan be necessary?"
"Impossible, we are a small group that is not loved by grandma and uncle."
"If we were really given a 50,000-jin production plan, wouldn't those state-owned factories be in an uproar?"
The next second, Director Lu rushed out like the wind.
"Lao Qi, how much hot sauce do we have left in stock?"
"More than 70,000 kilograms, Director, what's the matter?"
"Hurry, contact a truck immediately. Can 50,000 kilograms of this stuff. We must guarantee the quality and send it to Xiao County immediately!"
Production Director Lao Qi almost popped his eyes out when he heard this.
"Director, what happened? Who wants so much?"
Lao Qi hurriedly persuaded Director Lu.
"We have other plans. If we give out 50,000 kilograms, our supply will be in trouble."
"If we can't deliver on time and fulfill our plan, the county will not let us off easy!"
"I can't take care of it anymore!"
Director Lu's face was beaming.
"Don't be afraid. Even if our plan fails, the county won't even say a word this time. They'll even clean up our mess."
"Because the destination of our shipment is Shanghai!"
A group of people gasped when they heard this.
Oh my god, what day is today?
How could their unknown small factory suddenly become a supplier to Shanghai?
In other words, Zhang Hongcheng did not explain the matter of foreign trade products on the phone, otherwise who knows how happy these people would be.
Units supplying Shanghai and units supplying trade are two completely different concepts.
After all, Production Director Lao Qi is not as hard-hearted as Director Lu.
Although he was full of joy, he was still a little worried.
"Director, the task units we've recently arranged are all old friends..."
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